Stratholme God

  Chapter 211 Life-threatening Feint (Pseudo) (Three Updates)

   (Leader of the Sky: Burning Dawn 6/10)

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  The historical Nanhai Town was completely destroyed after all.

   Nanhai Town at this point in time formed a deformed prosperity.

Thanks to the absolute advantage of the Kul Tiras fleet at sea, and the high transport capacity brought by the sea, the food shipped from Andorhal and Stratholme is often the northern coast of Tirisfal Woodland. , transshipped and transported directly to Southsea Town for the frontline troops besieging the Wall of Thoradin.

  By the way, the food in Tirisfalland basically crossed Lordamere Lake, transferred to Dalaran, and then transported it to the front line.

  Multiple lines of supplies in different regions ensured the smooth flow of logistics. After all, this time the Alliance came out in full force to oppress the Wall of Thoradin with nearly 500,000 troops.

   Of course, not all of the 500,000 soldiers were piled up on the front line, and the logistics officer could be hanged just by transporting food.

  Lothar adopts a method of attacking in turns, basically changing a legion after one round.

  The successful strategy of the [Wetland] area opposite the sea did indeed promote the progress of the war, but the orcs had no intention of being captured at all.

The chiefs of the second- and third-rate clans have online IQs at this time - they know that they are not a farming people, and they have no food reserves. If they can't defend the Wall of Thoradin and retreat to the ruins of Stromgarde, then they will lose Arathi. All the hunting grounds in the Highlands, that's the real suicide.

   Even though there are not many wild animals in Arathi, with the help of the Alliance to reduce the number of orc warriors, the food has been maintained so-so for the time being.

  The Throne Meeting is the final decision of Lothar alone, and he will definitely be more stable.

  Unfortunately, most of the Alliance members have a strong desire for revenge, and the Arathi people headed by Danas Trollbane are even more eager to restore the country.

  Especially knowing that the orcs' back road was cut off and sooner or later pills, this atmosphere of revenge and beating the underdogs promoted the frenzy in the Allies, which was a rhythm that could not be stopped.

   Even Lothar, the commander-in-chief of the Alliance, had to listen to the advice of the soldiers and attacked the Wall of Thoradin almost day and night.

   Frankly speaking, due to the large number of mortar support, the siege side and the defender can probably play a 1:1.5 exchange ratio. This is not only a loss, but a big profit. The normal ratio should be reversed, more than 3:1.

The Alliance also learned to use it, taking advantage of the mortars to suppress the city-headed orcs, and the orcs didn't have any sharp long-range weapons, so they simply let the people back and threw the sandbags under the wall of Thoradin, and just built a dozen lines wide and ten. The earth **** of about meters leads directly to the city wall.

   Orcs are very tenacious, and they still fight to the death with the Alliance even when they are about to lose their geographical advantage.

   No matter how much they struggle, their defeat is a matter of time.

   It is against this background that Lothar seeks some small welfare for his family, right?

  In a bunker by the sea, a group of people waited for McDonald's.

   In order to land in the Western Wilderness this time, Lothar dispatched troops a long time ago, and let all the troops composed of the remnants of the Stormwind Kingdom rest in rotation, and an army of 50,000 people was waiting in the Hillsbrad Hills area.

   It is a lie to say that Lothar is not nervous, after all, this is all the property of Stormwind Kingdom.

  If these people are exhausted, and the same number of people will come out, it will be the rhythm that even the elderly, women and children will go to the battlefield.

  At the same time of being nervous, all the people of Stormwind Kingdom have undisguised excitement in their eyes.

  The overall situation is quite favorable for the Stormman.

   Since this year, the main force of orcs has been wiped out one after another, and every time 200,000 or 300,000 orcs are killed in battle.

  Battle reports can be nonsense, and those orc heads with long fangs can’t fake it.

   Thanks to a certain god's silver coin replacement policy, the alliance's battle report is not watery.

  It is useless for the people below to brag. You can't get a small amount of money if you brag.

   Everyone thought that the small coffers of the Duke of Stratholme would be exhausted at some point. Now it seems that the financial resources of the Stratholme family are really - bottomless!

  Everyone knows that the arms dealer with the surname Mai makes money and how much he earns, but they are not obliged to tell you.

   Every day, a certain noble earns a lot of money by cutting the heads of orcs, and there are certain nobles who do not pay attention to training soldiers, and their subordinates rushed to the city and did not return, losing their money.

   This kind of big waves wash the sand, no one can say anything.

   But... the equipment of fifty thousand storm soldiers is actually visible.

   At least the heavy infantry's upper body has iron armor, iron helmets, shoulder pads, hand guards and iron shields, and there is no way to use leather armor for the lower body.

   Light infantry should at least have iron cuirass.

   As for the knight, the equipment is complete.

   Of course, it is incomparable with the Thorium armor sets per capita of the knights in the Stratholme region next door. If you ask Lothar and Fordragon if the duke's position is worth it, the answer must be - great value!

  I just don’t know when it will be redeemed.

   "How are you getting ready?" McDonald asked with a smile.

   "Everyone has gone through the full-armed beach landing training." Ouchi Chief Boss Bolvar sat on the stool and answered seriously like a primary school student answering a teacher's question.

   Iron equipment such as armor will rust, especially after soaking in sea water.

   Opposite Nanhai Town, let 50,000 soldiers put on armor and practice landing on the beach.

   Without the support of Mai Tuhao, he would not dare to practice like this even if he killed Bolvar.

   "Very good." McDonald nodded.

   "Brother McDonald, are we sure to win this time?" Varian at this age is so cute, he can definitely kill the Earth Master Milk Group that someone knows about Mai.

   "No battle in this world is guaranteed to be won. All I can say is that the odds of winning are okay."

   Well, it is conservatively estimated that the winning rate is 99.99%, which is really not high! Neither is 100%!

At this time, Lothar poured cold water: "I contacted a rebel army in the occupied area of ​​Elwynn Forest, and they reported that a large number of black-skinned orcs have entered Elwynn Forest from the Redridge Mountains area recently, and they seem to be chasing To the Wild West."

   "Oh? Orgrim finally finished drifting?" McDonald raised his eyebrows, his one-liners immediately relaxed the atmosphere.

"Ha ha ha ha!"

  Lothar played an orc chess piece that represented the Blackrock Orc Legion and was carved to life, and placed it on the western wilderness of the military map.

   "It's a pity that the capacity is not enough, otherwise it would be much more comfortable to open the two fronts of [Wetland] and [Western Wilderness] at the same time."

   This is impossible, shipbuilding is really slow.

   Any battleship in this era, at least it takes a year and a half to build, this is still when the keel is prepared in advance.

  The capacity of the Kul Tiras fleet is only so much, it must be the priority to hit the wetlands and cut off the retreat of the Arathi orcs. Otherwise, all the orcs will be piled up in the southern continent, guarding the moat like Dan Orgaz, who can beat it?

   McDonald smiled: "It doesn't matter, we can fight Stormwind first."

   "Huh?" All the bigwigs were stunned.

   The main force of the orcs has passed, isn't this a deadly fight?

   Knowing the soldiers, Lothar imagined the scene where his familiar faces became part of the sea of ​​blood and corpses on the spot.

   "It's okay, the task of feinting will be handed over to the [Trident Legion]."

   "Uh..." I don't know why, the dreadful faces occupied Lothar's whole mind majestically.

   (end of this chapter)