As we all know, there is no war these days that does not exceed the budget.
In view of the fact that the Zandalari golden fleet was basically destroyed, the alliance had absolute control of the sea and air. After a series of py transactions, it was finally decided to divide the troops into three groups and attack Zandalari Island simultaneously in two stages.
Phase one:
The northwest route is led by Danaus Trollbane, bringing the Stromgardians, as well as the noble private soldiers of the Barov family and the Abidis family, from the Vol'ton area in the northwest of Zandalari Island.
Coastal landing. In charge of the scene was Haas's Eighth Army and the Sardinian Air Squadron.
The northeastern route is led by Jaina, supplemented by Mograine's private soldiers, Kane's tauren troops, Velen's draenei troops, and the ranger group led by Vereesa. The leader of the field is Liadrin's first
The Ninth Army Group and the Iron-Blooded Air Squadron. For some reason, three thousand Tridents followed them.
Second stage:
After the first two groups have fully attracted the enemy's firepower, Tyrande will personally lead the elite night elves into Zuldazar, the enemy's nest in the southern region, and directly capture the Zandalari Troll King Rastakhan and Princess Talanji.
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In fact, the decline of the night elves has already fallen into the eyes of the alliance.
Once upon a time, the dark elves were the second largest race in the alliance, and their strength was even higher than that of the Kingdom of Stormwind. McDonald's warmly invited the dark elves to join the alliance, and the dark elves were forced to fight against the old tribe headed by the orcs, so they could barely conquer the tribe.
Isolationists, join the Alliance.
After the two sea-mountain wars, anyone with a discerning eye can see the loss of high-end troops of the night elves. This is not a dozen years, but it will probably take hundreds of years to barely make up for it. Especially the Stratholme mecha troops.
After Kong was born and proved that he could fight against large enemy units, the Dark Elf's status in the world had already plummeted.
In recent years, as the alliance's various companies have worked hard to kill enemies on the battlefield and expand their territory and population after winning, the Dark Elf really has no impressive record.
Want everyone to recognize you?
It's very simple!
Even if it's not like Stratholme, which always takes control of C in every war, at least like Stormwind Kingdom, it can independently settle a continent when McDonald's is too busy.
Dark Elf has really stretched her hips recently.
Fortunately, it was originally decided that the night elves would only have one vote in the Throne Council, and there were still small countries such as Gilneas and Stromgard at the bottom, so the dark elves did not appear to be an eyesore.
Now Tyrande suddenly jumped out to snatch the master C of Zandalari Island, which made others suspicious and a little hopeful. Everyone wanted to see how much wealth the Dark Elf still had.
How ridiculous! How could the dark elves have any wealth? What little wealth they had left was completely defeated by Fandral's 25th Helm. The remaining mountain giants, chimeras and giant tree men were only enough for them to survive.
Perform a death struggle when the tribe is on the verge of extinction.
Tyrande's only source of confidence is McDonald's, the big dog owner!
Interestingly, that's not the case at all.
The first person to be deceived was Thrall's old tribe.
"What? McDonald's invited me to watch the preparations for attacking the Iron Horde in Draenor?" Thrall was shocked.
The messenger Vileles* Deep Shadow bowed to Thrall: "If the chief is afraid or doubts the sincerity of our alliance, he can send a trustworthy chief to take a look."
An obvious provocation!
This is to go to the opponent's army of hundreds of thousands!
In the past, when Thrall was still the warchief, he would never go there no matter how big his heart was. Going to Golden Sword Port was the limit.
Varok, Rexxar was about to persuade, Thrall waved his hand, and Vol'jin shook his head.
Recently, they discovered that although McDonald seemed to be indifferent to them, in fact, he had cut off all their escape routes. When their people arrived at the Hellfire Peninsula, hunting teams appeared in all directions and fought back.
Enough prey.
Only old shamans who are smart enough and knowledgeable will know that 70% of the prey are not from the Hellfire Peninsula at all. They are driven here from all over the outside world. Some scouts even discovered that Alliance soldiers dropped many anesthetized animals on their border.
It's just that these prey woke up, returned to their wild nature, and seemed to be swimming around.
Another key point is that a third of the Nagrand region suddenly collapsed.
Some people say that it is the natural collapse of the outer world. After all, the map of this broken place is getting smaller every day.
Thrall was suspicious that McDonald sent people to blow up the foundation of Nagrand.
No matter what the truth is, if you don't follow through, you will be dead.
"I will go, with Chief Woking."
“Extremely welcome!”
Kul Tiras in July has a typical maritime climate. It should be very hot under the scorching sun.
However, the Alliance expeditionary force that landed around the bridge port where the new Dark Portal is located did not feel this way at all, because...
Hovering in the middle of Tiragarde Strait, the huge Ebon Fortress and a huge fleet composed of hundreds of two-hundred-meter-long flying ships can be said to cover the sky!
Thrall, who used the [Orb of Deceit] to become a night elf officer, and Vol'jin, who became a dwarf officer, were entering the military camp under the leadership of Verles.
"What a huge army!" Wojin, who was so shocked that his mind was almost blank, sighed sincerely.
"Indeed." Sal's mouth was bitter.
As one of the main ports of Kul Tiras, Bridgeport is not small. Centered on it, on the seaside plain of more than 30 square kilometers, and even on the mountains surrounding Bridgeport, you can see that there are alliance troops.
The orderly barracks are not contiguous, and there are obvious fire breaks between the military camps.
Countless trucks and forklifts are unloading large amounts of packaged military supplies from the port terminals and the flying version of the Freewheeler.
Thousands of tanks lined up in an open field.
At every intersection, there are a large number of military policemen maintaining order, counting supplies, and checking the identities of people coming and going.
What caught Sal's eye the most was the old craft handed down by McDonald's - Jingguan!
The brown-red, once-living orc heads were processed by a group of laughing and joking logistics soldiers, and they were built into huge pyramids one by one.
The black iron armor that even the old tribe warriors envied was ripped off the corpse and thrown into the furnace for recycling.
The corpses of the orc soldiers that began to rot were thrown into the huge furnace by forklifts and burned, and the thick smoke drifted overseas along the wind.
From a distance, you can still see a large number of warships with the characteristics of the Iron Tribe, as well as Zandalari's golden warships sunk in the shallow water, and engineering ships are constantly salvaging the gold parts.
The Alliance's victory in Kul Tiras is beyond doubt.
Not long after, McDonald met Thrall in a living room in Ebon Fortress.
The two people, who were once fairly equal in status, looked at each other speechlessly for a long time.
Wo'jin thought that McDonald would be somewhat arrogant and humiliate Thrall.
Actually there isn't.
Instead, Thrall started chatting: "When will my people come?"
