Chapter 552: Uneasy Haze (Allied Gavemepower)

Seems to be level and stable, Anduin knows that as long as the tribe is fierce enough to penetrate the front of the alliance and the front of the central array, then the alliance will be miserable.
That's right, behind the Central Front are private soldiers from all around Lordaeron. A good soldier is a private soldier, and a bad one is armed to the teeth ... a farmer!
Not to mention the other strong forces, even if you change to 30,000 personal soldiers of Duke, one charge can kill the 100,000 people running across the mountain.
At this time, how much Anduin hoped to have the 100,000 elites of Storm Kingdom in his hand. Unfortunately, the resurgence of the Kingdom of Storms can't be careless. Although Duke made it clear that even if his 30,000 personal soldiers were able to recover, most of the Storm Kingdom soldiers were sent to Alvin, including the Gryphon Corps.
It wasn't Duke, Lane or Anduin who wanted it, but Terenas was so 'passionate'.
"It was good to support your reunification. Now we do n’t send troops to help in the past, and we feel uncomfortable, sorry for our allies. We ca n’t even take your own army away?"
That makes sense!
Anduin would not know that in the original history, the Stormwind Kingdom, which had less than 5,000 soldiers, certainly needed the support of the Alliance to restore the country. This life is completely unnecessary now!
Because of the appearance of Duke, not only the elite soldiers who should have been lost survived, but also because of the farmland reclamation in Hillsbrad Hills, the soldiers of the Stormwind Kingdom almost hit more and more.
If it is not for the loss of war and the need to do nothing, it will not be a problem to pull 300,000 soldiers out. Anyway, to keep 100,000 troops directly under the Kingdom and 30,000 Duke personal soldiers, this is a very ideal force.
Anyway, Terenas' kindness this time is as if your mom thinks you are cold, and you have to wear down in the fall. Partial birth is difficult to refuse.
In this way, the storm's large troops were all pulled back to Alvin, and in cooperation with the Western Wilderness People's Army formed earlier, it was definitely more than enough on the Western Front.
It was just that Lothar did not have an army with sufficient strength, and there was only a small army of 5,000 men. In a sense, Terenas had perfectly elevated Lothar's power.
Looking at the distance, Anduin sighed deeply: "Fortunately, we have the ace of the Red Dragon Army in hand."
That's right, according to Duke, the Red Dragon Legion can indeed be dispatched, but this comes at a price.
"No way, those dragons are money-drilling guys. They really hate the tribe, but it's okay to kill them. If they want to fly all the way, they will definitely have to pay for the trip. Not much, dispatch Two million gold coins at a time guarantee that at least one 10,000-year-old ancient dragon will be in battle, and at least five thousand-year-old youth dragons will be present to work. "
What Duke said was that the original alliance was unbelievable.
why?
The Red Dragon Army has always taken the responsibility of guarding the world, and after 10,000 years of fighting, the demon has never confiscated money. The age of the former guardian of Aegwynn was even on call. As a result, an unbelievable mage Dalaran contacted the Red Dragon Queen and was immediately sent back by Alexstrasza.
"This is a mortal battle. The Red Dragon Legion should not have been blended in. Anyway, we have a bit of personal complaints with the tribe before we are willing to attack. Don't ask me specifically, ask Duke, I will give it to him."
Even the queen of the family said so. The alliance leaders who could not hit the bunker group outside Ironforge previously could only pinch their noses to acknowledge the money.
Well, Duke collects the money arrogantly, and then the dragons that came secretly came out to add two to five, and you half me and half, divided the loot!
Duke didn't even conceal Ryan and Anduin.
Anyway, with the ace of the Red Dragon Army, any commander will be full of confidence!
The theory is so, Anduin still feels ... a bit wrong.
Because it's abnormal.
Why does the tribe know that the Red Dragon is here to help, and even dare to come to the appointment?
This is not a one-on-one game, it is a decisive battle for hundreds of thousands of people!
Perhaps it can be attributed to the orc's violent character and fearless courage.
But Anduin felt uneasy.
Now it's useless to say anything.
The arrow had to be fired on the string.
Nearly 300,000 people's forages make Andu grief every day. After all, the location of the decisive battle is not any Alliance territory, but a scorching canyon that is almost invisible.
Even when the Liberation War was launched in the wetlands, Dun Morogh and Rock Modan, north of the southern continents, Duke had already deposited in Ironforge by sea early for three months for food for three months. Du Yin still feels headache.
It is too much trouble to transport food.
Either go through the barren land and take a 300-kilometer circle through Lock Modan; or force the grain team to start from Ironforge, pass Dunmoro's snow-capped mountain road, and send it through the huge tunnel .
The first road is a big loss. There are dead beasts everywhere. Escort the soldiers of the food team, their swords are almost blood every day.
The second road is slow, and because the mountain road is narrow, the traffic is too small.
In a sense, alliances can't afford to delay more than tribe.
"Can it only be hit?" Anduin said to himself, frowning Uther, not far away.
"Ooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo three three short hooks, all echoing in the alliance and the tribe.
The scene in front of me seems to coincide before 2800.
On the Arathi Highlands, flags from various human clans shone in the sun. The knights did not have helmets. The only sophisticated equipment was a lance in their hands and a sword in the waist. They don't even have armor. Because they were facing trolls who were standing taller than them on horseback.
Under the power of trolls, any human armor is quite pale.
But different from that time, a great man was in front of them, shouting to them: "Warriors from various clans, the strongest knights in humanity, are you afraid?"
At that time, the knights, with their guns, their swords, their lives, gave the only answer.
now what?
Anduin's vision began to extend from the front to the distance.
What did he see?
Saw Army Lordaeron crooked.
Saw Lordaeron soldiers chatting.
I saw the Lordaeron aristocratic noble knight who was more beautiful than the masquerade.
The corner of Anduin's eyes was twitching, and he had to pray in secret: "Mogleni, such a group of aristocratic aristocrats, your Scarlet Crusade will work harder!"
As if he heard Anduin's prayer, Mograine looked at a few positions in his team with disgust. (To be continued.)