Menethil's Power

Chapter 12 Night Attack
"So, you exchanged the lives of nearly [-] soldiers for this beach, and then made no progress for the next half month?" Horde chief Orgrim Doomhammer looked directly at the vanguard commander Red Blackhand, anger welled up in his eyes.

"My failure insults the glory of the tribe, but please allow me to explain this. The number of alliance troops far exceeds our expectations. They have been attacking us for half a month and have never stopped."

"That doesn't cover up your incompetence." Orgrim said with narrowed eyes.Rend Blackhand was the son of the former Blackhand Warchief, whom Orgrim had to retain after challenging and killing his father because of his fame among the orcs. "You are dismissed," Orgrim announced. "Varok Saurfang of the Thunderlord Clan will be the Commander of the Vanguard."

Red Blackhand did not express any objection, and left silently.Doomhammer fell into deep thought. The alliance's intentions were obvious. They wanted to use the home field advantage to drag the Horde to death in Hillsbrad Hills.Today, the number of orcs in the coastal area of ​​Hillsbrad is nearly [-], but they are still inevitably caught in a tug of war.Orgrim vaguely felt that something was abnormal. Judging from the attack frequency of the Alliance, their number should be more than five times that of the Horde, and this was obviously unrealistic.They must have a means to quickly restore the combat power of soldiers, it may be the effect of a spell, it may be a powerful magic item, or it may even be a person.

Orgrim decided not to entangle with the Alliance anymore. The Horde's fleet has been harassed by Kul Tiras. Even if they bought the artillery sold by the goblins, they could only maintain basic logistical supplies and were not equipped to fight a protracted war. Ability.The tribe must keep the initiative, he thought so, and ordered the Blood Hand Guard beside him: "Go and call Nazgrel, and tell Zul'jin by the way, the tribe will fulfill its promise to him."
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As night fell, Hillsbrad fell silent.Fedro held the bow and arrow in his hand tightly, looking around vigilantly.As a Sentinel, he never slacked off, even though the Alliance had been the active side since the war began.Three months ago, Fedro was a farmer in the Silverpine Forest. He never dreamed that he would go to the battlefield one day. It wasn't until he put on the leather armor that he realized that he was not as scared as he imagined.The pastors said that the Holy Light is with the Alliance. As a devout believer, Fedro believes it, because he has personally experienced the power of the Holy Light-as long as you pray sincerely before going to bed, you will be full of energy and seem to be useful the next day. A few days ago, he even saw with his own eyes a fellow villager who had been disembowelled and was able to walk on the ground the next day after a simple bandage.Praise the Holy Light, every time he thinks of this, the farmer of the Silver Pine Forest will make a sign of the cross on his heart devoutly.

A few shooting stars across the sky attracted Fedro's attention, and he suddenly thought that his wife in the Silverpine Forest would also see this uncommonly beautiful sight.For a moment he suddenly misses his two children terribly, misses his wife Sofia's pies and the pumpkins on the farm...

However, Federo soon discovered that something was wrong. These meteors did not disappear in a flash. Instead, they became bigger and bigger in Federer's sight until the farmer saw their green tail flames.Fedro also realized that the target of these meteors was the army camp when he was dull. "Enemy attack!" He hastily issued an alarm, but suddenly an arrow flew out in the darkness, piercing his throat precisely.The Silver Pine Forest farmer fell down clutching his wound, and the last image in his mind was Sophia's sweet smile.

The green meteor slammed into the Alliance camp, turning into a giant made of rock and green flames, and began to wreak havoc.Outside the camp, more than 1 orc wolf cavalry immediately launched a charge after clearing the outer sentinels of the alliance. The fortifications of the alliance were useless in the face of this torrent.The reaction of the Union soldiers is not insignificant, but it is difficult to form an effective blocking force in a haste.The wolf cavalry drove straight in and began wantonly harvesting the lives of human soldiers.

The mages of Dalaran assembled in the first place, and their strength is crucial in this sudden situation.Khadgar observed the situation calmly, and stopped two young mages who were slamming ice arrows at the hellfire.Medivh's library contained information about these fire giants, so Khadgarh, who had served as his apprentice, knew that these infernals were only summoned by Horde warlocks. "Don't worry about those hellfires," he ordered, and his calm voice made these panicked mages find their backbone. "Attention everyone, target the wolf cavalry and cast a blizzard."

The temperature dropped sharply, and snowflakes began to flutter in the sky. The blizzard unleashed by hundreds of mages almost covered all the forward troops of the wolf cavalry.The orcs began to suffer from the baptism of snow and ice from the sky, which could not cause fatal damage to them, but slowed down their charge.Khadgar's decision was correct. Once the cavalry lost their advantage in speed, their combat effectiveness would inevitably drop drastically.At this time, the hellfire that invaded the camp had been submerged in the sea of ​​people, and the alliance had gradually recovered and began to fight back fiercely.

Isaacs was woken up in a deep sleep. Realizing that he was attacked, he immediately turned off the aura of piety that had been kept on. When he got out of the tent, he saw Squall Blake and the Northern Frontier team waiting in full force. "You woke up very timely, Your Highness." Squall's voice still could not hear any emotional fluctuations, "We must retreat quickly, your safety is of the utmost importance."

"Let's go to the account." Isaacs began to quickly but not panic to arrange his appearance, which is the basic cultivation of nobles. "The safest place at this time is by the commander's side." Squall acquiesced to this statement, and everyone began to hurry on their way.The front of the northern border is on guard all the way, without a word of nonsense. Although these northern big men are usually indifferent, they are indeed the most reliable existence at critical moments.

The atmosphere in the main tent didn't change much, the guards remained silent as usual, and the messengers hurried in and out.Isaacs felt relieved, it seemed that the situation was still under control.He went into the tent to find both Anduin Lothar and Turalyon there.The Confederate Commander nodded to Isaacs, who had treated the young prince as a sane adult early on. "How many people did the Horde send?" Isaacs asked.

"At present, there are only more than 5000 wolf cavalry and a few warlocks." Lothar frowned, "It is almost certain that there are no other tribal troops lurking. But this makes no sense, the tribal chief is not a fool, he should know These cavalry alone won't do much."

Isaacs remained silent. Knowing history, he certainly knew the tribe's intentions.At the request of the trolls, Orgrim will surprise Quel'Thalas in various ways.Isaacs decided after careful consideration not to prevent this from happening.This surprise attack will not cause too serious harm to the elves, but it will wake up these drunken guys and make them do their best to help the Alliance fight the Horde.Isaacs said sorry to Alleria in his heart. Although there will be many casualties among the elves, this will not shake his decision. After all, he is a human being and the prince of Lordaeron, and there is no reason to sacrifice his own life. The family went to help the elves who didn't have much to do with.

"The latest news is that more than [-] orcs are approaching the left wing." A pleasant voice came, and Alleria walked into the tent. Isaacs, who was guilty of guilt, suddenly became clever. The female elf gave him a strange look, and continued. : "A collision with the Ministry of Gilneas is expected within an hour."

Lothar's face changed slightly. He looked at the map spread out on the table. The southeast of the Hillsbrad Hills is the Hinterlands. This is a forested area where the Wildhammer dwarves live, "" and the Hinterlands To the north is the hinterland of Lundaeron.Lothar realized that he had made a mistake. The human army would try to avoid entering such mountainous forest areas when fighting, because supplies were difficult and environmental factors would cause a lot of non-combat attrition, but this did not mean that the orcs were afraid of these, these beasts They can easily find food in the jungle, and their strong physical fitness also prevents them from worrying about mosquitoes and diseases.Once they cross the Hinterlands, they face the unsuspecting counties of Lordaeron...

Turalyon hadn't reacted yet, "Left wing?" The young paladin asked, "Is the Horde trying to outflank our rear?"

"The Hinterlands," Isaacs certainly would not give up the opportunity to express himself, he must leave Lothar with a wise and wise impression, "their goal is the Hinterlands, and then use this as a springboard to attack Lordaeron or Stromgarde. He took a deep breath and said to Lothar: "I think we must reinforce the left wing, but we must kill these wolf cavalry first. This is the best chance to destroy them."

Lothar agreed, and he was full of admiration for the young prince's military vision. "The Horde has seized our life," he said. "They left some troops to attack the Hinterlands, and we must also leave The next part of the troops will be restrained and forced to chase them." Lothar pointed the tactical baton in his hand at Hinterlands on the map, "They will use the terrain to drag us down, and then break through Darrow County in the north of Hinterlands to obtain Supplies, and then turn around and fight us."

"So we must keep them in the Hillsbrad Hills at all costs." Turalyon suddenly realized.

"No." Lothar shook his head, "The situation of the war is changing rapidly. What I just said is the most ideal situation for the tribe. The alliance will not let the tribe lead by the nose. Having said that, we still have to do our best Bad preparation." He looked at Isaacs.

"I will inform my father, if sacrifices must be made for the victory, Lordaeron will have no complaints." Isaacs solemnly stated.

"Salute to Lordaeron." Lothar responded sincerely.

Isaacs returned to his camp, took out the blue disc-shaped remote communicator, activated it with a rune stone, and the light blue energy rose up, gradually forming the face of Terenas.

"My child, you finally remember to meet your worried old father."

Isaacs felt guilty for a while. He almost forgot that there was an old man in the distance who cared about him. "I'm sorry, Father." Isaacs calmed down, "I have something to report. The tribe may After the Hinterlands invaded Darrowshire, Lordaeron must be prepared for this. I suggest that some troops be recalled to strengthen the home defense force."

Terenas was silent, and Isaacs could only continue to say, "The plan to intercept the Horde was not successful, and soon we will have to fight for the land, and I think," Isaacs paused, "Lordaeron is safe Never depend on Alterac."

Terenas was persuaded.

(End of this chapter)