Chapter 1675: Tribal doubts (second more)
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Stormwind God
- Yu Yunfei
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- 2021-03-01 09:04:23
The summoned Saurfang was quite surprised by Varian's announcement.
"What the happened? Why are you all ready but not attacking !? Didn't you hear the gunfire over the mountain?" Little Saurfang pointed to the far west, from the west of the Barren Gate. The sound of gunfire in the direction of the shadow vault.
Varian never likes to be deceived, others can say that he is irritable, and even that he is addicted to killing, but no one will say that he is a liar. He shook his head: "I received a direct order from the Supreme Commander of the Union, Lord Duke Marcus, and the Northeast Front of the Alliance suspended the offensive. The steel forces of Ulduar will come first."
"Is there any new information that our tribe needs to know?" Varok was more mature, and he was sensitive to what Varian knew, but refused to say it.
Varian shook his head: "No comment. Whether the offensive will still be launched as planned, please let Saurfar judge for himself. You can also ask the Chief of the Saar to make a decision later. Anyway, Ulduar's troops will be on time. Launch an attack. "
On the face of it, this is the sequence in which the league is engaged in a change of attack without authorization. The problem is that the Quartet's coalition forces, regardless of their affiliation, entered the negotiations through consultations.
At this moment, the Alliance has launched offensives in at least three directions, and it cannot be said that the Alliance is slowing its military aircraft. Warlock's face was very bad.
"I want to ask the chieftain." Varok said less, and turned away.
After he returned to the Horde's dwelling, he was connected to a magical message direct to Orgrimmar.
Thrall was also worried: "What is Duke doing? This is not what I know about Duke Marcus."
Woking reminded: "Is the Alliance saving troops? In the past few years, the Alliance's army has become more disliked of melee."
Thrall shook his head, and then resolutely said, "No! Duke is a wise and decisive man. When it is time to work hard, he never regrets sacrifice. He cares more about the covenant between the tribe and the alliance than I did. He never Make a confederacy thing. The only explanation he is doing now is that he knows what, but because of what circumstances he can't tell me. "
"Otherwise, just ask him?" Woking suggested.
Thrall seemed to say to himself: "No! It's no use asking. The reason he notified us through Varian was that he didn't want to talk to me directly. According to inference, it must be a problem of our tribe ..."
Woking reminded: "What was the first stage of the original plan?"
Warlock: "The offensive was launched in multiple directions. However, the unfavorable west was dominated by long-range attacks. The southeast and northeast were the main attacks. The forsaken troops in the southeast broke through the iron wall dam defense and turned into attacks. Scourge city on the eastern highlands of Icecrown Glacier. To the northeast, Ulduar's steel forces blocked troops that might come from the Gates of Desolation and Death. My troops go north to south, and King Wrynn's Alliance forces go east West passes the Rhoda Hill Trail and strikes Scourge in three directions. "
Thrall was a little upset: "It was a tripartite attack. The coalition suddenly stopped, wouldn't it allow the Forsaken troops to deliver food?"
"In case ..." Woking suddenly thought of something, but he saw Thrall's face, and then thought about Thrall's efforts to unite the various races of the tribe, suddenly discouraged: "Forget it, nothing."
Thrall had doubts, but he didn't have much extra thought in his head considering the big picture.
"I'll go to Duke. Varok, your people will continue to attack the Scourge from the north. The Horde will not abandon allies, and never let the Anastrians face the elite of the Scourge."
"Understand!" Warlock single boxing chest.
The tribal army on the Northeast Road set off. In order to catch up, Warlock even let his son Dranosh lead the elite of the Blackrock clan.
Although the Blackrock Clan orcs do not like this extreme cold climate, as a clan who once occupied the mountains, they have a strong ability to climb mountains.
Here, Thrall found Duke.
"Tell me, why did Varian troops stop marching in the northeast?"
"We found that a number of shells were wrong. These shells, which are not suitable for use in cold weather, were mistakenly brought to the front. Alliance forces launching attacks without heavy artillery cover will increase unnecessary casualties in vain. I strongly suggest that your troop also be suspended. "Duke was originally Azeroth's film actor and lied, without having to make drafts at all.
"Really?" Thrall demanded.
Duke shrugged, a ‘guess’ look.
Thrall's inner unease became stronger. But whatever he said, Duke didn't make it. At best, he promised to push Dalaran forward and send as many flying fleets as possible. Unfortunately, due to the problem of troop deployment, when the Siege City was under siege, no more battleships could be sent.
A cloud of restlessness shrouded the entire coalition.
At 2 pm on March 15th, the Forsaken Army and Dranosh's Orc Corps that broke down the iron wall dam defense line, facing the majestic Scourge City from one south to the other.
Scourge City, a large city located east of the Icecrown Glacier, is an important fulcrum for Alsace to rule the entire region. There is a huge magic ground behind the Icecrown Citadel.
Unlike Duke's last life, perhaps the coalition forces put too much pressure on the Lich King. Through this magical vein, Arthas created an extremely sharp giant magic array. Since last winter, there are terrible ten winds here every day.
A never-moving tornado ice storm always surrounds Scourge City.
Looking at the male city in front of him, Anastrian glanced again and followed the army of the Forsaken to Dalaran, an airspace. The Sun King contacted Kael'thas directly.
"Her Excellency Kirin Tor, please immediately order the bombardment of the Plague City with Dalaran's magic artillery, weakening its shield." Anastrian's title is quite official, and Kai Zi can't fault it.
In the face of his dead ghost father, Kaizi's feelings are extremely complicated. But after so many years of experience, sinking and being redeemed by Duke, Kael'thas has already looked away: "Her Anastrian Sunstrider, don't you wait for the tribe's main force?"
"No. I am a powerful undead. I can clearly feel that Arthas has given up here, and the undead inside is not the main force of the Scourge. It is enough for us now."
"Since you say so, I have no objection as an ally. After 15 minutes, Dalaran will launch an attack. Please judge the timing of the attack yourself."
With the public, the two fathers and sons who had the same blood flow obviously ended the exchange with a passerby approach.