What exactly is the war fought?

In addition to the first round of raids, when the two sides enter the stage of stalemate, the two sides are fighting the economy, productivity, population and heritage, which is an eternal truth.

The same is true for the Battle of Angela.

On the coalition side, the Council of Cenarion assembled a coalition of alliances and tribes, with a regular army of 100,000 men, plus tens of thousands of hired adventurers, and stockpiled enough food and supplies to fight for a year.

And what about Angela's Bugmen? How many soldiers (insects) do they have, and how many resources do they have prepared?

Michaela was the first to say her speculation:

"I think that the Zermen were sealed behind the Wall of Beetles and were unable to go out for thousands of years, leaving them with only the resources within Angela, which is obviously very limited in number and completely disproportionate to the power we have gathered across Azeroth."

"But considering that the other party has been preparing for thousands of years to break through the seal, so in terms of the combat effectiveness of the first wave, I think the army of the Zerg will not be inferior to the coalition army, but as long as we withstand the first wave of offensive and let the battle enter the stalemate stage, then we can theoretically use a higher volume and more resources to consume the other party through a war of attrition."

Halver answered, "Theoretically? In other words, it can't actually be done."

"Yes, because it's all about time."

Michaela continued to express his opinion: "As long as the IQ of the military commander of the Angela Zerg is on the line, then after the first round of attack is blocked by our coalition forces, he will immediately shrink his forces to defend, as long as he delays for a year and allows the Old God to break free from the seal, then they will win directly."

Halver: "Doesn't that go back to the previous topic?"

Michaela: "What I'm trying to say is that the zergs must have at least enough resources to defend them for a year."

"Michaela, I see what you mean."

"When the war enters the second phase, we are likely to face heavy casualties when we take the initiative to attack, but we will have to continue to rush forward," said King Sarufar.

"That's the last thing we want to see, and the media will definitely make a fuss about our casualties and loudly declare that we're wasting national tax money," Halver said.

"Media, media?"

Michaela was stunned for a moment and asked, "This is the front line, what are those media running here for?"

"Of course it's to grab the news and get the headlines."

Halver rolled his eyes and said, "Michaela, your woman took the lead in cleaning the worms in the three hives before, and this feat has been blown up to the sky by the media of our alliance, what kind of incarnation of the new era, the god of war of the alliance......

"Slow, slow."

Michaela sensed something wasn't quite right, and quickly asked, "What do you call my woman?"

Who would have thought that as soon as these words came out, not to mention the tribal king of Sarufar and the old general Saraka, even the commander of the Senarion Council, Marris, made a "ha" sound.

As for the dwarven marshal Bruwall, this thing is even more gossipy: "Michaela, Halver has long said that you are a warlock who messes with flowers. You just handed the Scepter of Quicksand to the human woman at the welcome party, and that says it all."

A blood elf would have given such an important quicksand scepter to a human female in public, and you say they are okay, will anyone believe it?

Michaela really didn't believe it, and immediately retorted: "I just fancy Celestein's ability, which is enough to be the candidate for Angela to open the door."

At the end, Michaela turned to look at Halver, "When you kid and I fought in the Arathi Basin, you saw Celestine's abilities with your own eyes, is there a problem for me to give her the quicksand scepter?"

Halver nodded in acknowledgement, "In terms of ability and prestige alone, Ms. Celestine is indeed one of the candidates for the opening of our alliance."

Michaela stretched out her hands, "Look, I'm right."

However, Halver's next sentence was, "But, Michaela, during the battle in the Arathi Basin, I discovered that Celestine and you were not on good terms. Later I returned to Storm

The city checked the documents and found out that the last time you visited Stormwind as a tribal ambassador, you spent the night with Lady Celestine at the Gilded Rose Inn, right?"

Oh no.

At this moment, everyone present cast a strange look at Michaela.

"Be serious."

Michaela had to try to turn the subject back to the right thing: "We're having a military meeting, not a gossip study."

But Halver disagreed with him: "No, no, no, Michaela, it's very important for us to do it next."

The others nodded in agreement?

What's going on, is my gossip so interesting?

"What are you kidding, what does gossip have to do with the battle of the worms."

Seeing that the topic couldn't be turned back, Michaela simply changed the topic to other aspects: "Also, Halver, what kind of document are you looking through, and why is there a hotel sleep record in it?"

Sure enough, the change of subject worked, and the dwarven marshal Brouwer said, "Halver, I also think that you have a little too much to watch at MI7."

That's it, a serious person who would spy on the sleeping situation of the hotel.

Guess how Halver answered?

The creature actually said, "I'm sorry, we in Stormwind never openly acknowledge the existence of MI7."

Michaela immediately retorted: "Halver, your MI7 in Stormwind City is known to everyone, and you don't admit it publicly? Could it be that MI7 has done a lot of shady things? Like spying on dwarves?"

Still expressionless, Halver said, "We in Stormwind never openly acknowledge the existence of MI7."

Note that Halver's words are still official and do not deny that MI7 is spying on dwarves.

"Is your MI7 even watching us dwarves?"

At this moment, the dwarf marshal Bruvol stopped doing it, and immediately asked, "We dwarves and you humans are both members of the alliance and allies!"

Michaela on the side didn't forget to mend the knife: "As far as MI7 is concerned, you can't even monitor the beds of your auxiliary minister, Lady Liankatrana, and Regent Berval, right?"

When Halver's boss was mentioned, he would have said something, and what he said was, "Archduke Boward has long made solemn representations to Master Shore about this matter, but Master Shore has chosen to defend himself."

Translated into this, Boval scolds Shore, you bastard, why are you spying on my bedroom, and Shore says that we are MI7 watching everything.

"Wow."

This time it was King Sarufar's turn to be surprised: "Is there anything in your MI7 that you don't watch?"

"Unfortunately not."

Halver spread his hands and said helplessly, "Also, Lord Sarufar, I would like to take this opportunity to remind you that MI7 has recently been planning to steal your personal belongings and unearth information about you. Even I think they're going too far."

"My personal belongings?"

King Sarufar suddenly remembered something, and said, "I lost a pair of socks this morning."

Halver nodded affirmatively, "Don't guess, they did it."

MI7 actually wants to steal even the stinky socks of the orcs?

Tolina complained, "What a strange fetish."

"Ahem."

It was the commander of the Cenarion Council, Marris, who felt that the content of the meeting was off track, and immediately coughed to attract the attention of the others, and then turned the subject back to the topic: "Okay, don't mention MI7, we have more important business."

"Yes, that's right." Michaela immediately chimed in: "We should discuss the preparations for war, as long as the pre-war preparation is sufficient, we can gain a corresponding advantage on the battlefield."

Halver jumped out again and answered: "For example, dealing with the media."

"Media?"

Michaela raised her left eyebrow and looked at Halver, "Why do you mention the media again?"

It turned out to be Commander Marlis, who spoke: "Because we have to send people to deal with the media."

Halver went on to say, "According to the documents I provided from MI7, Michaela, you seem to be very good at dealing with the media."

"Me?"

Michaela frowned, pointed to herself, and asked, "Am I good at it?"

"Don't be modest."

Halver continued: "According to the MI7 report, when you were the Minister of Administration in Silvermoon City, you embezzled public funds to build a villa for yourself and your staff, which was originally exposed by the reporters of the "Sunshine", but you used extraordinary means to completely bring down the "Sunshine", which claims to never bow to the government, and let them delete the news that is not good for you."

Hearing this, Michaela's face turned green, and she immediately got up from her seat and said, "That's Humphrey's bastard carrying ***, I never thought of building a villa."

"Are you sure?"

I saw that Halver conjured a stack of documents like a magic trick and threw it on the desk in the middle, and the people around picked it up and saw that it was a copy of the white paper signed by Michaela to build the villa, and there was also Michaela herself's signature on it!

Fortunately, Halver pointed to the signature on the document and said, "Michaela, your handwriting is beautiful."

Convex (艹)!

Humphrey, you bastard, you can still pit me after all this time!

"Ahh

At this time, Sir Humphrey, who was far away in Silvermoon City, sneezed inexplicably.

Back in the conference room, Halver also said, "Michaela, it's not strange to do something for yourself as a power organization, and you have only built a few villas, which is too incorruptible compared to some of our nobles in Stormwind."

Michaela sat back in her chair with a dark face and asked, "What do you want to say?"

"Among the media that came to Silisus this time, there were not only the tribal media 'Good Night Tribe', but also our allied media 'Good Morning Alliance'."

King Sarufar answered, "The Grand Chieftain has already greeted us from the media of our tribe, and they will not ask difficult questions."

"But the problem is with our coalition's media, the 'Good Morning Alliance.'"

Halver continued, "The birth of this media has a certain connection with your Blood Elves' 'Sunshine Newspaper', it is said that a hundred years ago, several High Elves from the 'Sunshine Newspaper' came to Stormwind City and co-founded a media with local humans, so they inherited the characteristics of the 'Sunshine Newspaper' and worked against our government."

At this point, Halver paused, and then said, "As I said before, the waste of the National Tax is from their newspaper."

As he spoke, Halver conjured up a newspaper called "Good Morning Alliance" and spread it out on the conference table like a magic, and when Michaela saw it, the headline on the front page really said that the battle of Angela was a waste of national tax money, and it was really in the style of "The Sunshine".

Just attract attention, no matter what the facts are, it's really unscrupulous media.

"So, Michaela, it's all up to you."

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