"This is the whole plan. We will definitely win and capture Stratholme in one fell swoop. We will make Prince Arthas and Baron Rivendell pay the price, and Azeroth will be saved."
Facing Stratholme made of fine sand, Thrall waved his fist vigorously and shattered the delicate model with one punch.
Behind her, Jaina felt a pain in her body. In order to build this model, her mages stayed up almost all night.
Thrall can't wait any longer. The orcs are about to finish their hard meat jerky. The logistics troops are harassed by the undead and are always unable to catch up. The paladins of the Silver Hand continue to flee, and their numbers are getting smaller and smaller. The situation of the coalition forces is in
It's getting worse day by day.
As the savior, Thrall felt the need to personally formulate a strategic plan and show his talents to everyone. With the help of Eitrigg, he formulated what he thought was a perfect siege plan.
The three coalition armies lacked siege equipment, and only the Silver Hand brought a small number of ladders. Thrall's plan was to use the power of the dragons to send the orcs up the city wall.
The red dragon princess Yalishandra took a deep breath to open the way and quickly cleared the defenders on the city wall. Then the other six red dragons each flew up to the city wall carrying twenty orcs.
As long as a hundred orc warriors successfully scale the city wall and the dragons provide cover, Stratholme's defenders will not be able to recapture the city wall in a short time.
Later, with the help of a small number of ladders, the follow-up troops climbed up the city wall one after another, and after occupying the city gate area, Jaina's mage group appeared on the stage, using the power of magic to blast open the city gate blocked by huge rocks. The city was destroyed, massacred, and everything was over.
An extremely simple plan, but very effective and irresistible. Sal didn't think he would lose.
Although they scorned the simple and crude plan of the orcs, no one had any objections. When there is a decisive and overwhelming advantage, there is often no need for conspiracy.
Except for the protest of the Red Dragon Princess.
She believed that the noble dragon clan could not carry orcs, and had a fierce quarrel with Thrall.
In the end, Thrall gave in and changed his strategy slightly. He tied twenty orcs together like rice dumplings, and then the dragons grabbed them and threw them onto the city wall, thus maintaining the dignity of the dragons.
"The great King Saurfang and the old dog Grom Hellscream will serve as the first batch of commandos. Uther, your mission is to hold Arthas back. We will definitely win." Thrall.
Full of confidence in the broken city.
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"This is the battle plan of the orcs."
In Stratholm's strategy conference room, there is also a sand table model on the table.
Arthas explained Thrall's plan in detail, almost as if he was attending an orc war meeting.
Thrall's plan is too simple and fits the rough style of the orcs. If it were formulated by Robbie, it would definitely be more complicated.
For example, before the war begins, harass the defenders for several days and nights, so that the defenders cannot rest and fall into a state of exhaustion.
Then they pretended to attack the east gate, and then they pretended to attack the west gate, constantly consuming the patience and morale of the defenders. Finally, in one go, they took Stratholme with the help of the dragon clan.
Although Thrall's plan is simple, it is not easy to deal with. One of the important problems is the dragon clan.
The dragon must be slain.
After detailed verification, there is no problem with "Flor's Dragon Slaying Technique Outline".
"In my hometown, there is a good way to deal with dragons..."
Robbie cadenced and gave a suggestion.
Early the next morning, the Stratholme offensive and defensive battle officially began.
Thrall, who was full of confidence, did not bother to use conspiracy at all. The orcs had breakfast collectively, the dragon flew into the sky, the knights of the Silver Hand lined up in neat teams, and the elves began to gather.
Thrall personally led the attack. He put on the black armor of Orgrimmar and held the Doomhammer in his hand.
As the chief of the tribe and the savior of Azeroth, Thrall is qualified to stand on the broad back of the Red Dragon Princess. Even the proud Red Dragon Princess has to make concessions to the great savior.
"Attack and kill them all."
The huge figure of the red dragon princess flew into the air. Although the dragon's back was stable and safe, Thrall could not help but turn pale, felt nausea in his stomach, felt dizzy, and had the desire to vomit.
The great savior Thrall is actually afraid of heights, which no one would have imagined.
Thrall lay on the dragon's back, holding on to the scales on the dragon's back. He felt the strong wind whistling in his ears, and was too frightened to open his eyes, which was met with bursts of ridicule from the red dragon princess.
The Red Dragon Princess flew to a certain height, looked at the location of the city wall below, and took a deep breath.
The other six giant dragons had already captured the orcs who were tightly tied into rice dumplings. They only waited for the red dragon princess to take a deep breath and Uther entangled Alsace before sending the orcs up the city wall.
At this moment, billowing black smoke suddenly appeared from all over Stratholme.
Black smoke filled the air and soon enveloped the entire city. Stratholme was shrouded in thick black smoke, making it almost difficult to see face to face.
The Red Dragon Princess was stunned for a moment, but a hint of ridicule soon appeared on her lips.
The black smoke can only block the line of sight, but it cannot resist the powerful power of the dragons. Of course, those dragons who have to send the orcs to the city wall must be careful to prevent sneak attacks by human archers in the black smoke.
The red dragon princess descended slightly. In order for the dragon's breath to cover the city wall, she had to get into the black smoke.
However, the Red Dragon Princess suddenly became alert. She sensed a great danger. Dragons' intuition has always been sharp.
The red dragon princess quickly climbed up and blew out dragon breath above the black smoke.
Because it was too high away from the city wall, and the soldiers below were prepared, the effect of the dragon's breath was very limited.
Hidden in the black mist, Robbie secretly cried out that it was a pity that the gods came and allowed him to float in the air, but he was far from being as agile as the flying dragons, so he could only rely on sneak attacks to win. The Red Dragon Princess's intuition allowed her to escape.
The Red Dragon Princess was very proud, so naturally she would not alert other companions, not to mention that it was difficult for her to make correct judgments just because of her naturally sharp intuition.
At the same time, Uther flew to the city wall, and the black smoke could not block the powerful holy light.
"Alsace!"
Uther shouted loudly, with a huge holy sword condensed in his hand.
Although Uther failed last time, this time he was more fully prepared. Not only did he pray for the powerful holy light, he also asked the knights of the Silver Hand to infuse him with the holy light.
This time, Uther was full of confidence. Although he might not be able to win, he was able to hold Alsace back.
Arthas was wearing a golden armor, holding the war hammer Holy Light Justice in his hand, with his blond hair floating in the air. He appeared in front of Uther, his blue eyes staring at Uther.
"Uther, my teacher."
"Arthas, you shouldn't come here. All humans in Lordaeron should be history, and you are just a monarch who is about to decay." Uther waved the holy sword and slashed at his former disciple.
Arthas raised the justice of the Holy Light and started a duel with Uther.
"Something's wrong."
Uther clearly felt that although the power used was similar, Alsace this time was different from last time.
Last time, "Alsace" had a domineering attitude and didn't pay much attention to details. He used his momentum and brute force to overwhelm the opponent. But this time, Alsace has a natural kingly temperament and handles every move extremely skillfully.
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"Could it be?"
Uther had a very bad feeling.
At the same time, the six giant dragons grabbed the orcs bundled into a ball and got into the black smoke covering the city wall. (To be continued)