The defeat of the Alliance Army in the Cursed Land was completely unrelated to military affairs, but because of a sudden heavy snow!
After the Thunder King Clan's attack was thwarted, the two armies began to confront each other in the Cursed Land.
On the night of the thirteenth day of the confrontation, a heavy snowfall fell from the sky that spread throughout the cursed land!
Who would have thought that this cursed land with a dry and hot climate would experience blizzards for several days in a row?!
How could the Alliance troops without winter clothing withstand the ice, snow and cold wind?!
In contrast, their enemies, the Thunder King Clan, were originally orcs living with the Frostwolf Clan in the Frostfire Ridge on the snowy plateau. The wind and snow not only did not hinder their invasion, but made them feel at ease.
And more importantly, the orcs of the Thunder King Clan have winter clothes.
The blizzard lasted for two days and three nights. During the blizzard, the Alliance army tried to exit the Cursed Land, but the snow and wind made it difficult to tell the direction.
Many people who desperately tried to break through disappeared into the vast whiteness. With such a lesson learned, most people chose to huddle in the military camp and use their physical strength to resist the severe cold.
At dawn on the fourth day, the snow finally stopped, but the Thunder King clan's army approached the Alliance camp again.
After this, it goes without saying that the Alliance Army suffered its biggest defeat since the first year of the Dark Portal!
Even when Stormwind City was breached, the Alliance had never suffered such large-scale casualties among its entire organization!
When Danaus finally retreated to the Swamp of Sorrows with the remaining troops, he counted the number of people and found that there were only more than 800 people left! At this time, the Swamp of Sorrows was truly worthy of its title!
In fact, the largest number of casualties were non-combat casualties, and those who died during the Thunder King Clan's attack were probably less than one-tenth of those who died from freezing.
Danath Trollbane was heartbroken. He was separated from Turalyon, Khadgar and others, and he didn't even know if they had successfully broken through like him.
At this time, Danas's helmet was missing, his armor was broken, and the long sword in his hand was also chipped and curled. During the breakout process, he killed at least twenty orcs, and also fought Fenris for more than ten rounds.
But this little bit of bravery on the way to break out was not enough to save him from the reality of defeat. The only way that Danas faced now seemed to be to kill himself to thank the world.
But just when Danas decided to commit suicide under an unknown tree in the Swamp of Sorrows, a person's words persuaded him.
"You can't die, your life is no longer your own."
Danaus, who was holding his sword horizontally, was stunned. He looked at the equally lucky Zandalari observer Hertaz.
"What do you mean?"
Hertaz, who had a broken fang and was covered in frostbite, nodded, took out his notebook from his arms, turned to one of the pages, pointed to one of the sentences and read it word for word.
"'If the orcs can persist in the war with us for more than three months, I, Danaus Trollbane, am willing to serve as a retinue for Protector Li De!'
Although we have entered the Cursed Land for less than a month, I don’t think the orcs can hold out for three months. On the contrary, it is us who should be worried.”
Seeing that Danas had not yet reacted, Hertaz spread his hands.
"You are now a retinue of Protector Li De. In a sense, you have no right to dispose of your own life."
In the whole world, only Hertaz, a weird troll, can use such a weird way to persuade people to live.
The strange thing is that his method of persuasion really worked. Of course, it didn't mean that Danas was going to give Li De a horse-bian, but it made Danas step out of the corner.
He wanted to commit suicide before, entirely out of the humiliation and guilt of defeat. The eight member states of the alliance finally elected him to be the commander of the former army. As a result, the army, which had always had high hopes, was completely destroyed by a heavy snow.
With such a huge gap, it is only natural for Danas to seek death.
But now Danas has come out of the corner, and he realizes that he must not die now!
He had to report such a major matter to the alliance's top decision-maker in the rear. He lost to Yi Yixue, but the alliance had more powerful leaders and generals, including the totem in the hearts of all alliance soldiers: Lothar.
"Observer Hertaz, I'm asking you to do me a favor."
Danas suddenly dropped his sword and said with a pleading tone.
"Please tell me, as long as I can do it, I will do it."
Hertaz hammered his chest with his fist to ensure.
"Thank you so much. Please be sure to rush back to the rear safely and truthfully report everything that happened here to the alliance's highest decision-making! The opposite side is a terrifying enemy that requires our full strength to deal with!"
When he said this, Danas was almost crying. If he was given another chance, he would never despise the enemy like this.
Hertaz wanted to comfort Danas. Some things could be changed without paying enough attention. Who would have thought that the orcs had spells that could tamper with the climate?!
But the Zandalari observers reacted quickly.
"General Danas, why didn't you report it yourself?"
"I need to stay here, beyond the Swamp of Sorrows, the orcs will drive straight into the Redridge Mountains and Sungrove!
If that happens, Stormwind City will be in danger! I will stay here to resist the orcs!"
Hertaz understood that with the remnant of these 800 people, Danas was already determined to die!
"I will take everything here back to the rear. Please hold on until the day when reinforcements arrive!"
After saying this, Hertaz mounted his raptor and headed towards the Redridge Mountain road.
Velociraptors can also be stored in magical animal pens, and thanks to this, this beast from the rainforest with extremely poor cold tolerance survived.
And just when Hertaz arrived at the Redridge Mountain Road, he passed by the goblin town of Marshpaddle.
He did not enter this swamp town because outside Swamp Paddle Town, he saw a group of orcs moving goods here and there.
The alert Hertaz immediately went into hiding. At this moment, a concept called "vocation" awakened in his heart, and he decided to find out the truth!
As a result, the report reported to the alliance's highest decision-making department recorded in detail that the goblins resold a large amount of supplies to the orcs through Swamp Paddle Town!
These goblins are even very considerate, loading these supplies on the boat, and then taking the boat to the southeast coast of the Cursed Land by water, so that the orcs there can receive it.
After learning the details of the battle report from the teleportation magic, Li De was so angry that he overturned the table on the spot.
That guy from Hotsand knew that the Alliance army needed to produce quilts, but he withheld the cotton that should have been sold to him. As a result, he changed hands and sold the cotton clothing to the orcs!
In the world, except within the Alliance, only Hot Sand can infer from the amount of cotton purchased by the Hanhai Protector that the Alliance soldiers do not have cotton-padded clothes.
The cold-resistant Thunder King clan, the orc magic that can create huge magical winds and snow...
The core premise of these calculations is that the goblins gave the cotton that should have been given to the Alliance to the orcs! If it wasn't for Hotsand to sell out supplies and intelligence, how could the orcs know that the Alliance had no winter clothes to wear?!
So many soldiers in the former army were killed and wounded, and Hot Sand was the murderer!
But even so, Li De still decided to talk to Hot Sand.