Unfortunately, I came back from work.
The battle of Quel ‘Salas is over.
The invading troll was destroyed, except for a few chieftain-class guys who ran out with the wind from the storm altar. After that, there was no egg left, and even the troll chief Jin Zu was captured.
Quel’ Salas is even worse. According to the preliminary count, there are more than 10,000 soldiers killed and 200,000 civilians cherish the fact that one third of eversong woods was burned. This is because God helped change the wind direction, otherwise what will happen is still unknown.
On this side of the League, Duke Hui’s human army carried out an armed March, and the demon spirit supported it. The savage hammer dwarf did not fight against the tribe, but fought with the Red Dragon Knights of the Dragon Throat clan. kurdran and his mount Scarey were surprised. The savage hammer king killed nine red dragons by himself.
Duke prepared for the North Sentinel and didn’t send a field.
Quit Quel ‘Salas, and the Orcs split up.
Things also originated from the sun well.
"We can’t get in at all!" Zurouhid complained to Ogram that it seemed that he was more annoyed than sorry for his poor performance. "Even dragons can’t do it."
Ogram narrowed his eyes and he listened attentively.
Zulu Sid emphatically shook his head. "I asked my dragon to spit out the last drop of saliva in his mouth to make a dragon’s breath. Their flames have enveloped the whole city, but what about that?" We are like barbecuing a stone. No matter how fierce the fire is outside, it will never touch the inside. I tried to let them rush over and their claws were blocked by a barrier. "
"That’s the Sunwell," Zuluhid was interrupted by Gourdain. "It’s the magic source of the elves. It’s a good thing you didn’t really break into it, or the elves with their backs to the Sunwell could almost cast a thousand fireballs in your face."
Zuruhid was tongue-tied.
Ogram was lost in thought. It seems that I was right not to storm Silvermoon City. Even if the tribe corrected 100,000 people, it would not be enough to attack Silvermoon City. It must be adjusted after cleaning up the alliance to attack the fortress.
However, putting the elf as a hard bone for the time being does not mean that you don’t need to deal with it later.
Elves are constantly emerging, and the large magic circle makes it very headache for Ogram to cut and kill melee, especially after knowing that there is a sun well further north of Silvermoon City.
It is impossible to levy this world elf, Silver Moon City or Sunwell.
"Is there a way to destroy it or run out of energy? Or can we control it in turn? Or that storm altar destroy their defenses? " Ogram asked Gourdain three questions in a row.
Gourdain’s face showed a sly smile. "I don’t know if I would like to try, but I don’t know how the sun well will work. The storm altar is made of runes unique to elves. Their energy originally originated from the sun well. I can try to connect the energy source through them and transport my mana to it, then destroy it or reverse it. But it takes a lot of time, Chief."
If we really succeed, whether to destroy or control Ogram’s toes, we all know which one Gourdain will choose
The hammer of destruction from the bottom of my heart doesn’t want Gourdain to control this power, but it is better to leave the power of the Sunwell to the mysterious magic elves who use the orc’s imagination than to Gourdain.
At least Gourdain is an orc.
Obviously, if we are in a hurry to retreat, Gourdain root won’t have enough time to do all kinds of research
Seeing that Ogram shook Gourdain and decided to add fire, he bowed his head humbly and deeply.
"We can’t leave like this, dear Chief. I really have another plan for the storm altar, which will help the tribe to speed up the pace of recruitment. I insist that it will be more beneficial for the tribe if I stay here with my clan for a while." Gourdain bewitched Ogram in a low voice.
Ogram frowned. He never believed in this short, ugly and evil warlock, but human beings and high elf wizards put too much pressure on the tribe. He had to tell Gourdain that there was no warlock, and tribal warriors would fall down those powerful magic as tragically as trolls.
Moreover, he must admit that Gourdain played an important role in the battle of Quel Salas, a two-headed ogre. It was these strengthened ogres and Golon breakthroughs that completely defeated the elves’ huge arcane guards.
According to the latest news, human beings have made something that can breathe fire, and there is nothing they can do about it.
The two-headed ogre mage is different. They can charge with fire while carrying the 【 Ice Shield 】. It is conceivable that without their help, the tribe will lose the breakthrough of defeating the alliance defense line head-on
After much deliberation, Ogram finally nodded "Do what you have to do".
Not at ease, he added to Gourdain, "But don’t delay too long. We need superior troops to attack Lordaeron quickly."
After the orcs entered the world of Azeroth through the Dark Gate, human beings showed great resilience after overcoming the shadow of initial inadaptability and repeated failures. Various methods of warfare and new weapons against the orcs emerged one after another. If the methods of onslaught by the black-handed chief are still used, the orcs will soon be extinct.
Human progress, orcs must also progress.
Arriving in the mainland of eastern kingdoms, the northern mainland of Lordaeron, Ogram found that what he had to do had changed a lot. He paid more attention to intelligence.
If there is enough information, the tribe will not foolishly attack one king city after another, nor will it increase trolls. This ally will foolishly cross the whole continent to fight the farthest elf king city.
The allied countries have just fought a storm city, and they will attack one by one. When will it last?
Ogram decided to revise the tribal plan and go straight to the point-the king city of Lordaeron
"I won’t be too long" Gourdain assured Ogram and grinned. "If I can’t, I’ll build a storm altar to strengthen it and an army will come." To be continued.
Chapter 44 False smile
Ogram took away almost two-headed ogres and Golon, but he didn’t wait for Gourdain and his storm predatory clan, Cho’Gall Muhammer clan.
After wandering in the mountains for three days, Ogram decided to change the marching route, bypass the northern outpost and return to northern Hinterland from the vicinity of the original troll rotten moss clan settlement. He prepared a route unimaginable to the allies to attack Lordaeron.
Duke should deal with it at once, but the rapid March in recent days has made Duke’s troops quite tired. He can rest for three days.
At this time, the node high elves held a banquet.
Yes! A celebration party to celebrate the victory against the invaders.
Duke felt like a dog when he heard the news.
Celebrate! ? Celebrate a wool! 300,000 people died back and forth, almost a third of them were killed, and 50,000 trolls were killed. How dare you pretend to be the winner of the war?
"Sorry! It is precisely because of our heavy casualties that my father and all members of parliament unanimously agreed to hold a grand banquet to celebrate the victory and boost the national morale. "Kael’thas said to Duke with a very sorry expression and almost pleading tone." And this will be the signing ceremony for Quel Salas to formally join the Lordaeron Alliance. "
Since it is officially joined, the highest representative of Duke’s alliance, Natural Law, will not attend.
That feeling is like asking you to eat flies. Do you want to be fresh? Or do you want the original flavor?
I’ve been beaten into a dog, and I have to whitewash it and show off my strength
If you want to die, you will suffer. That is to say, Quel Dore (a high elf) will suffer, especially if he is a civilian.
Next to Iluxia, she quietly pulled Radek’s skirt. Duke managed to swallow his anger and finally agreed.
I finally waited for Kael’thas to leave. Ilucia sighed, "I’m sorry, Duke. I know you’re not used to telling the truth. I grew up in a noble family, and I’m still not used to it. Reducing the number of people and burning down the territory means reducing the income. If the country doesn’t die, then everything can be done all over again … This is the way of thinking of nobles."
"I see." Duke made no secret of his dislike of the Elf Council nobles.
Sometimes Duke thinks that the Dark Gate War I, II and III may also be a good thing. Azeroth is still a hopeless world rotting to the bone without so many foreign enemies to clean up these bad guys.
Duke … Very contradictory.
It hasn’t arrived yet when the evening celebration party is held.
A beautifully decorated Chocobo pulling a’ bird car’ has stopped every gap in Wang Ting Square every day.
Duke would never have thought that there were so many nobles in Quel ‘Salas before he saw so many noble carriages. Every Chocobo was combed with a shiny coat like a proud phoenix, and his head was lifted high and smelled of cold.
They are dressed like the noble elves in Storm Kingdom. In front of their cars, they are dressed in luxury and elegance, and their faces are covered with gold and silver ornaments with magical effects, which have the most elegant bearing.
Ilyushia wouldn’t even know that these guys are all drivers unless she whispered that Duke was killed!
Count coachman! ?
Nobles of Storm Kingdom! Do you want me to buy a box of tofu to drown yourselves …
Duke was dumbfounded by this extreme luxury.
Gorgeous and full of sunstrider royal court style, sunstrider Wang Ting is brightly lit with magic lights, which makes the whole palace full of round towers, white, red and gold colors look splendid.
Passing through a huge red carpet more than 20 meters wide, Duke asked his female companion to attend Iluxia’s holding hands and slowly stepping on the steps with neat white jade texture. Duke couldn’t help looking up at the two sides of the steps and marveling at the statues of female elves. These statues or texts or martial arts vividly sculpted lines and passions eulogized the greatness of sunstrider and Wang Ting.
Came to the door of the hall
Kael’thas changed into a gown with a festive flavor to greet every guest.
To Duke’s surprise, Aurelia even wore a emerald palace dress with a very family style to accompany Kael’thas to meet the guests.
Seeing Duke coming, Aurelia’s skirt propped up a lady’s ceremony, elegant temperament and dignified manners, and let Duke finish the method to connect her with the wild elf ranger.
Aurelia put on a sweet smile and said, "Thank you for coming, Duke. If you are absent, the whole Quel ‘Salas will be ashamed."
Duke, however, was keenly aware of something. He studied Aurelia’s rich lips with lipstick, but unexpectedly found a haze hidden in her eyes.
"What happened to Aurelia?" Duke said as he prepared to kiss his hand.