On the sea to the west of Mantis Highlands, 50,000 Alliance soldiers are stationed at Niuzao Temple.
Niuzao Temple is located on an island. It was originally part of the Green Dragon's Spine and an important stronghold of the majestic Great Wall. After the Alliance army entered Niuzao Temple, although Anduin himself lacked experience, fortunately there were many capable people in Stormwind City.
The generals who were accustomed to fighting quickly managed Niuzao Temple like an iron barrel.
At the same time, Shado Zen Monastery sent supplies, and the letter for help written to the Mogu also worked. The Mogu supported a lot of armors and weapons, plus hundreds of catapults and dozens of warships.
When the 50,000 orc army arrived, the alliance soldiers had already been prepared, and the stone bridge leading to the Mantis Plateau became a dangerous barrier.
The orcs attacked many times, leaving only corpses on the ground and blood staining the stone bridge. Unfortunately, they were unable to move forward.
The orcs tried to launch an attack from the sea again, but the weakness of the orcs' poor water station was revealed, and the losses were even greater.
After many days of fighting, the orcs suffered heavy losses and their morale was low. What was even more frightening was that their rations were consumed too quickly.
The alliance generals climbed onto the high platform and looked at the tribal camp on the other side, clearly feeling a heavy and oppressive atmosphere.
A general confidently said to Anduin: "It was claimed to be half a million, but it turned out to be less than 50,000. After these few days of failure, the orcs have suffered continuous setbacks and their morale has been low. Instead, our young men have grown up. In a few days, when the orcs wait,
Our rations are completely exhausted, and even when we counterattack, not a single orc will be able to leave Pandaria."
Anduin didn't think so. He was a prince, and his knowledge was different from that of ordinary generals. He knew that the winner of this war would only lie with the strong.
"How much food do we have?" Anduin asked anxiously.
The Quartermaster replied: "Your Highness, Niuzao Temple is an important stronghold of the Pandaren. We have found a granary that will be enough for us to eat for half a year."
Anduin closed his eyes, and countless orcs came towards him with red eyes, irritating his fragile nerves.
Opening his eyes hurriedly, Anduin was sweating profusely and said worriedly: "I'm worried that the orcs may have a back-up plan."
Another general said: "Your Highness, please rest assured, manager, times have changed. The orcs caught us off guard back then. As we understand the orcs, they are no longer so scary. Even the most ordinary soldiers know how to fight."
Defeat an orc."
"Yes, Your Highness, the strongest thing about human beings is their adaptability. Think about the trolls, dwarves, night elves, and even jackals and furbolgs in the past. If we fight alone, they are no better than us. Wait until we adapt to their fighting methods.
, it’s not so scary anymore.”
Anduin shook his head and said nothing, the sadness on his face not relieved at all.
A secret agent from MI7 climbed onto the high platform and shouted uneasily: "Your Highness, something bad has happened. Garrosh, the chief of the tribe, fused the heart of darkness of Y'Shaarj in the Waterspeaker Sanctuary of Black Gill Pond, and transformed
It has become a monster more than ten meters tall and is leading an army to the Mantis Plateau."
"What? Heart of Y'Shaarj?"
Anduin's thin body trembled slightly and almost fell to the ground. Thanks to the timely support of the generals.
"I knew it was over, we were all done."
Anduin covered his forehead, feeling his head roaring, as if the sky was falling, and darkness bursting before his eyes. He ordered incoherently:
"Quick, prepare the ship, we must leave here, the sooner the better."
The generals disagreed, and one of the generals said: "Your Highness, even if Garrosh becomes a monster, how will you know that he is not your opponent if you don't give it a try? You can't just retreat."
Anduin's eyes widened and he shouted arrogantly: "You have no idea how terrifying the Heart of Y'Shaarj is. Pandaria's seven-headed demons. If any one of them comes, we will be defeated. Today's Garrosh is more powerful than the seven-headed demons of Pandaria."
The demons are even more powerful together, the alliance has no hope, and humanity is doomed."
Hearing what Anduin said, all the generals were frightened, panicked, and speechless.
Anduin lamented: "I can only surrender to Garrosh and pray for his mercy."
"You are wrong, Your Highness. Garrosh will only eat us all. Since both the left and right will die, it is better to fight to the death to maintain the last dignity of mankind." The speaker was Lionel Trollbane, because
Because of Malkorok, Anduin did not kill him, but he made trouble for him everywhere and tried to kill him many times.
Anduin snorted coldly: "Okay, Lions, I will leave the remaining soldiers to your command. I want to see how you fight Garrosh to the death."
Ryans accepted the order expressionlessly and went down to make preparations.
The Alliance's troop transport ships are all in the Krasarang Jungle. Although the Mogu tribe provided many warships, they were far from enough for the retreat of 50,000 soldiers.
Anduin had already made up his mind to escape and had to leave troops to cover him. Lions took the initiative to ask for help, which was in line with Anduin's wishes.
Later in the evening, Prince Anduin prepared a large ship and took away all the warships, preparing to leave under the cover of night, accompanied by many important generals.
Lions knew there was nothing he could do to stop him, so he just prayed to Anduin to leave a set of armor, and found a soldier similar in stature to Anduin, hoping to wear the prince's armor and appear in front of the soldiers from time to time to avoid losing morale.
Although it was only a small condition, His Highness the Prince still coldly rejected it.
There were only a few generals left, all of them marginalized people who were not usually welcomed. Looking at the fleet moving away under the cover of night, several generals looked at each other and smiled bitterly.
A general's stupidity may lead to the collapse of an army.
The cowardice of a king is the sorrow of a country.
A feeling of betrayal.
A few days later, cheers rang out from the orc camp on the other side.
Lions led several generals to the high platform and saw a huge army with no visible edges slowly approaching the orc camp. The leader was Garrosh. His tall body of more than ten meters stood out among the army.
Ever since Garrosh merged with the Heart of Darkness of Y'Shaarj, news quickly spread throughout Pandaria. In order to survive, various races have taken refuge in Garrosh, Jinyu, hozen, buffalo, pandaren...
..It’s like snowballing along the way, and the team is getting bigger and bigger.
If the previous orc army of 500,000 was just a bluff, the army now led by Garrosh has exceeded 500,000.
Half a million troops, with camps stretching for dozens of miles. Several generals around him changed their expressions. Instead, Ryans breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile:
"The rabble will scatter like birds and beasts as soon as Garrosh is defeated."
A general asked strangely: "Why did the general say this? Garrosh is very powerful. How can we defeat him?"
Lions whispered: "Don't you understand the orcs? They have never had the habit of sharing with other races. Garrosh conquered the various races of Pandaria, but exposed his true strength. If he is really as powerful as the rumors,
They have long been turned into hard dried meat.”
After hearing this, several generals thought it made sense. One of the generals said:
"If Garrosh refuses to go to war and just sends each tribe to die in turn, consuming our troops, what can we do?"
Lions was silent for a long time and said with a wry smile: "Then we can only fight to the death."