Chapter 140 Go to your sister's dream of conquest (1 more)
quiet!
Quiet!
In the headquarters, several big shots were suppressing laughter.
There are some things that cannot be said on the stage. After all, this is the Azeroth version of political correctness.
When the alliance was first established, Lothar had advocated for the Long Ears to join the alliance. Since the elves were willing to send troops, even if it was just a small ranger force, it at least meant that the Elf King knew about it.
Dalaran has a pretty good army of mages. Speaking of the ancestors of human mages, we have to talk about the high elves.
It seems that the Kirin Tor Council also has a lot of magicians? Please, wake up, there is a Kaizi and a dragon in the Council of Five, and two-fifths of them are not human.
As far as wizards are concerned, humans are definitely not as good as the Silver Moon Council, let alone the lower level high-level mages and ordinary mages. Dalaran is one digit behind them.
Sunwell's magical perpetual motion machine and mass production line production master are so awesome.
Lothar must have thought that the human soldiers would be in front, and the Elf Master behind would attack the orcs like trolls.
Anastrian can't even abandon the Alliance!
There is no intention to interfere in the affairs of the human world. To put it bluntly, it is isolationism and aloofness.
Lothar reminded them of the threat of the orcs, and even sent a gryphon knight as a messenger after losing his fleet.
Do you know what happened to the Sun King?
"It's impossible for those low-level savage creatures to pass through the magic circle of Yongsong Forest!"
Lothar and Lao Taizi were so angry that they blew their beards and stared.
All your good intentions were eaten by dogs.
Anyway, no one looks down on nobles with long ears, including the so-called allies of humans.
"Humans are just short-lived species used as cannon fodder." The Silver Moon nobles made similar remarks in public more than once.
For nearly three thousand years, the two sides have been unable to talk.
Thanks to the vicious troll Zul'Aman, humans and elves were prevented from fighting.
Obviously, when Orgrim's main force of orcs goes to the elves' territory, they will not be able to enter, at least for a period of time.
It’s not that the area north of Stratholme is completely elven territory.
Passing through the Northland Watchtower and the newly built [Northland Fortress], the first thing you go to is the [Land of Ghosts] in later generations.
This is a territory that has been contested for thousands of years.
The elven rangers headed by the Windrunner family probably occupy the west and middle parts of this territory, while the east side is occupied by the troll remnants of Zul'Aman. They have been fighting fiercely in this dense forest and have been indistinguishable for 2800 years.
Victory or defeat.
Towering trees, often more than ten stories tall, block out the sky and the sun.
Guys who don't know how to fight in the jungle will just serve food after entering.
Back then, Emperor Thoradin helped the elves defeat Zul'Aman, but eventually lost his troops in the woods and had to give up treatment.
The elves regard this place as part of the "Forest of Eversong", and the trolls call it Zul'Aman Forest. Anyway, each has its own name.
Orgrim did not believe in evil at first and directly sent the fleet to attack Yangfan Port located in the south-west of Eversong Forest. Unfortunately, before entering the port, it was blocked by the exaggerated magic shield outside the port.
Going north, I encountered the same problem on the Island of Quel'Danas. After sinking three ships, I went south to find a landing point, and finally successfully landed at the Tower of Windrunner, which was not protected by a giant runic magic protective circle.
The elf rangers who were caught off guard tried their best to resist, but they could not stop the main force of the orcs, which was a hundred times their size. So, in the following time, the rangers who lost their homes, together with the heroes such as Alleria and Vereesa, came over and
Fight guerrilla against the orc army in the forest.
The orc army had a large number of people, but they found to their embarrassment that they could not climb trees and could not help the elf rangers who jumped flexibly between the branches. Except for a few shadow warlocks and death knights, they could occasionally catch a few rangers.
Apart from that, the rest of the time is basically just the ranger shooting at moving targets.
At least two or three hundred orcs were killed by cold arrows every day, and sometimes six or seven hundred were killed.
Orgrim was almost tortured crazy by the rangers. This situation immediately improved after receiving the help of the Zul'Aman trolls.
The enemy of your enemy is your natural ally.
Zul'jin, leader of the trolls of Zul'Aman, saw this exactly.
The two green-skinned races almost hit it off.
Then the Elf Ranger's hard days came.
"call out!"
"Take it!"
An arrow, a spear.
Unless the elf ranger can accurately hit the troll's eyes or throat and other vital points, it is mostly the elf who will suffer.
In a single shot, if the elves cannot kill the troll instantly, the elves will mostly suffer.
Of course, thousands of years of fighting have allowed the elves to develop extremely exaggerated archery skills. Often after shooting, the elf rangers can still dodge the trolls' spears with graceful postures.
After all, the troll's throwing spear is a bit rough, and it is very powerful. However, the throwing spear is made of thick branches, which itself adds uncertainty to the air resistance of the throwing spear. Unless it is a throwing spear that has been used many times, it should
The troll fully understands the trajectory of its projection, otherwise the spear will easily fly around if it is thrown more than thirty meters.
Often trolls can only suppress elf rangers through numbers.
This time, the trolls and orcs joined forces to attack. Even with Alleria leading the team back, they were still a little overwhelmed.
Under the cover of the trolls, a large number of orc laborers began to cut trees crazily in the "Land of Ghosts", compressing the ranger's living space.
But Orgrim was more interested in another thing.
"What? This is the north of the Stratholme Territory? Is there a road leading to that place?"
In front of the great formation on the Sodorir River, the warchief looked at the seven-story fortress and had no choice but to retreat. But he was obsessed with Macdonken's territory.
From the mouths of the human captives, he had known for a long time that Stratholme Territory was very rich, there was endless food there, and there was money to buy out all the pigs, cattle and sheep in several nearby territories.
Although this was rumored, Orgrim still wanted to believe that if he captured this wealthy province located in the plateau basin, the orc army's food shortage situation would be much better.
Although this place is not bad now, the forest is full of plump prey, such as the Magic Spring Leopard, which is a very strong cat with a weight of five hundred kilograms. Since arriving here, his subordinates have expressed to him,
This hunting ground is good.
Unlike the "barren" Lordaeron, the forest is mostly filled with small wild boars.
The addition of the trolls allowed Zuluhid and his remaining men to find the value of life again. The Dragonmaw Orcs, who are particularly good at riding flying monsters, have recently become obsessed with riding the [Dragon Eagle].
This kind of large bird looks a bit like a butterfly from a distance, but actually has a head that resembles an eagle and a fiery red wing membrane. It can easily carry an orc on its back.
After Zujin provided 100 dragon eagles to the orcs and trained them for 10 days, Zuluhid proposed to go to high altitude to scout the human fortress in the southern mountain pass.
With the expectations of the great chief and thousands of orcs, the dragon eagle flapped its wings, like a big moth, flying and flying, at least 500 meters above the ground and absolutely far away from the range of ordinary crossbows.
The dragon eagle, which carried the warchief's dream of conquest, was so dazzling that Orgrim couldn't help but feel excited.
Humans have obviously discovered the existence of dragon eagles.
So what?
The speed of the dragon eagle is not inferior to that of the griffin at all. If it really encounters the griffin knight, it will definitely be able to outrun it.
Even if a powerful crossbow is fired, the distance of 500 meters is enough for the rider to maneuver.
Orgrim has figured out that the last time his dragoons were stupid, they were destroyed by a large formation of crossbows.
Then, why don’t I conduct reconnaissance from a distance?
Just as the three orc dragon hawk knights raised their flight altitude and were about to cross the fortress at an altitude of 600 meters to get a glimpse of the reality of humanity, suddenly a cyan metal reflection appeared on the mountainside on both sides of the fortress.
"Crack!" Orgrim was so frightened that his heart almost stopped beating.
He immediately had an ominous premonition.
The next second, he experienced a bad premonition.
"Bang!"
A loud bang!
The three dragon eagles were hit by something gray at once and fell down at the same time.
How outrageous!
This is definitely not a ballista!
Orgrim had seen the human ballista, and the huge arrow shaft could at least be caught with the naked eye.
But what is this? Just like scattering sand, the dragon eagle flying so high is completely finished?
Next to the green cannon on the mountainside, a sand sculpture player shook his cigar.
