The historical Nanhai Town was eventually completely destroyed.
At this point in time, Nanhai Town has developed a kind of abnormal prosperity.
Thanks to the absolute advantage of the Kul Tiras fleet at sea and the high transportation capacity brought by sea transportation, food shipped from Andorhal and Stratholme often passes through the northern coast of Tirisfal Glades.
, transshipped directly to Nanhai Town, and provided to the frontline troops besieging Thoradin's Wall.
By the way, Tirisfal's food reserves are basically transported across Lake Lordamre, transferred to Dalaran, and then transported to the front line.
Multiple lines of supplies in different regions ensure smooth logistics. After all, this time the Alliance came out in full force to suppress Thoradin's Wall with nearly half a million troops.
Of course, not all of the 500,000 soldiers are piled on the front line. Just transporting food can make the logistics officer hang himself.
Lothar adopts a rotating attack style of play, basically changing one legion after each round.
The successful attack on the [Wetland] area across the sea has indeed promoted the progress of the war, but the orcs have no intention of being captured without mercy.
The chiefs of the second- and third-rate clans have online IQs at this time. They know that they are not a farming people, and there is no such thing as food storage. If they cannot hold Thoradin's Wall and retreat to the ruins of Stromgarde, then they will lose everything in the Arathi Highlands.
hunting ground, that is the real suicide.
Even though there are not many wild animals in Arathi, with the alliance's help in reducing the number of orc warriors, the food supply has been so-so for the time being.
If Lothar had the final say at the Throne Conference, he would definitely be more stable.
Unfortunately, most of the Alliance people have a strong desire for revenge, and the Arathi people led by Danath Trollbane have a strong desire to restore their country.
Especially when they knew that the orcs' escape route was cut off and that sooner or later the pill would be taken, this atmosphere of revenge and beating up the drowned dog promoted the fanatical atmosphere among the Allied forces, which was a rhythm that could not be stopped at all.
Even Lothar, the commander-in-chief of the alliance, had to listen to the opinions of the soldiers and attack Thoradin's Wall almost day and night.
Frankly speaking, due to the large amount of mortar support, the siege team and the defenders can probably achieve an exchange ratio of 1:1.5. This is not just a loss, it is a huge profit. The normal ratio should be the other way around, 3:1
The above is correct.
The Alliance also learned how to use it, taking advantage of the mortars to suppress the orcs at the city head. The orcs did not have sharp long-range weapons, so they simply asked the civilians to carry the soil, threw sandbags one by one under Thoradin's Wall, and forcibly built a dozen wide and ten-meter-wide strips.
A slope of about 1 meter leads directly to the city wall.
The orcs are very tenacious. Even though they are about to lose their geographical advantage, they still fight to the death with the Alliance.
No matter how hard they struggle, defeat is only a matter of time.
It is against this background that Lothar seeks some small benefits for his family. Isn’t it too much?
In a bunker by the sea, a group of people were waiting for McDonald.
In order to land in the Western Wilderness this time, Lothar had already mobilized his troops and ordered all the troops composed of the survivors of the Kingdom of Stormwind to take turns. The 50,000-strong army was waiting in the Hillsbrad Hills area.
It would be a lie to say that Lothar is not nervous, after all, this is the entire family fortune of the Kingdom of Stormwind.
If all these people are eliminated and the same number of people are gathered together, even the elderly, women and children will go to the battlefield.
While nervous, all the people in the Storm Kingdom had excitement that could not be concealed in their eyes.
The overall situation is quite favorable for the Stormtroopers.
Since the beginning of this year, the main force of the orcs has been wiped out one after another, with two to three hundred thousand orcs killed each time.
You can brag about battle reports, but those orc heads with long tusks will not lie.
Thanks to a certain hero's policy of exchanging silver coins for heads, the alliance's battle reports are not watery.
It's useless for people below to brag. You won't get a small amount of money by bragging.
Everyone thought that the Duke of Stratholme's small treasury would be exhausted at some point. Now it seems that the Stratholme family's financial resources are really bottomless!
Everyone knows that the arms dealer surnamed Mai makes money, and they have no obligation to tell you how much he makes.
Every day, there are certain nobles who make a lot of money by chopping off the heads of orcs, and there are also certain nobles who don't pay attention to training soldiers. Their men rush to the top of the city and never come back, losing all their wealth.
No one can say anything about this kind of big waves.
But...the equipment of fifty thousand stormtroopers can be actually seen.
At least the heavy infantry's upper body is equipped with iron armor, iron helmet, shoulder pads, gauntlets and iron shield. There is no way to supplement the lower body with leather armor.
Light infantry at least have iron breastplates.
As for the knights, they are all fully equipped.
Of course, it is incomparable to the thorium armor sets per capita of the knights from Stratholme next door. If you ask Lothar and Fordragon whether the Dukeship promised is worth it, the answer is definitely worth it!
I just don’t know when it will be cashed out.
"How are you preparing?" McDonald asked with a smile.
"Everyone has gone through fully armed beach landing training." Chief Superintendent Bovar sat on the stool and answered seriously like a primary school student answering a teacher's question.
Armor and other iron equipment will rust, especially after being soaked in sea water.
Opposite Nanhai Town, let 50,000 soldiers put on armor and practice landing on the beach. The poor nobles really can't afford it.
Without the support of Mai Tuhao, even Bolvar would not dare to practice like this.
"Very good." McDonald nodded.
"Brother McDonald, are we sure to win this time?" Varian is so cute at this age, and he can definitely kill the Earthlings that Mai knows.
"No battle in this world is guaranteed to win. I can only say that the probability of winning is pretty good."
Well, a conservative estimate is that the winning rate is only 99.99%, which is really not high! It’s not even 100%!
At this time, it was Lothar who poured cold water: "I contacted a resistance army in the occupied area of Elwynn Forest. They reported that a large number of black-skinned orcs have entered Elwynn Forest from the Redridge Mountains area recently, and they seem to be rushing there.
Toward the Wild West."
"Oh? Orgrim has finally finished drifting?" McDonald raised his eyebrows, and his witty words immediately relaxed the atmosphere.
"Ha ha ha ha!"
Lothar played with a lifelike orc chess piece representing the Blackstone Orc Legion and placed it on the western wilderness location on the military map.
"It's a pity that the transportation capacity is not enough. Otherwise, it would be much more comfortable to open both the [Wetland] and [Western Wilderness] fronts at the same time."
There's nothing we can do about it. Shipbuilding is really slow.
Any battleship in this era would take at least a year and a half to build, and that's assuming the keel is prepared in advance.
The Kul Tiran fleet only has so much transport capacity, so it must prioritize attacking the wetlands and cutting off the Arathi orcs' retreat. Otherwise, all the orcs will be piled up in the southern continent, guarding the chasm like Dan Orgaz. Who can defeat it?
McDonald smiled: "It doesn't matter, we can fight Stormwind City first."
"Huh?" All the big guys were stunned.
The main force of the orcs has passed, isn't this a fight to the death?
Lothar, who knew how to fight, imagined on the spot that all his familiar faces would become part of a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood.
"It's okay. Let's leave the task of feint attack to the [Trident Legion]."
"Uh..." For some reason, the deceptive faces dominated Lothar's mind.
