"The mages of Dalaran are here, and the great magician Antonidas is personally leading the team."
At the pre-war meeting in Stratholme, Baron Rivendell coughed, and the wrinkles on his face became much deeper.
The Mage Kingdom of Dalaran is famous for its powerful magic and is a very powerful magic organization.
It can be said that in the past thousands of years, the smartest and most elite group of humans have been almost concentrated in the Magic Kingdom of Dalaran, which has been the center of magic and arcane research throughout human history.
But in the two orc wars, Dalaran's performance was unsatisfactory.
During the First Orc War, due to the relationship between Guardian Medivh, Dalaran hardly took any action and watched indifferently with a detached heart.
In the Second Orc War, Dalaran finally paid the price for their indifference. First, the Blackrock Orcs drove the dragons to fight against the Dalaran mages. Many mages were killed and the Violet Castle was destroyed.
Later, in order to obtain the arcane artifact, the Eye of Dalaran, the death knight Talon Gorefiend and his men once again destroyed the city that was still being rebuilt, causing the city of Dalaran to collapse for the second time.
Now, they appeared outside the city of Stratholme, bringing the rations that the orcs desperately needed, as well as war equipment, siege weapons, powerful magic puppets, and fully armed airships, becoming the accomplices of the orcs.
"Finally it's here."
Alsace was also murmuring.
His Highness the Prince knows very well what it means to be defeated by the crowd. Lordaeron, which is about to be destroyed, is a piece of delicious fat. Before the orcs can swallow it completely, Dalaran also wants to take a bite.
He holds Robbie's Ax of Violence in his arms. Although he has received guidance from the world of the dead, he has not been able to understand the meaning of the fifth rune of the dead.
Robbie also had a headache.
Mages possess all kinds of strange abilities and are a profession that is good at creating miracles with wisdom. Just like Ronin was able to defeat Deathwing with a simple magic, you never know what abilities they will use.
All hope now lies in Alsace.
At the same time, in the orcs' Chinese army camp, a strategic meeting of the coalition forces was about to be held.
Archmage Antonidas was the first to enter. The old mage touched his beard, glanced sharply at the orc decorations hanging on the wall, shook his head disdainfully, and sat down unceremoniously on the main seat.
Jaina stood behind him, rubbing her elderly mentor's shoulders.
Thrall was stunned for a moment. He knew that the Archmage of Dalaran had always been noble and was used to being aloof.
The savior bit his lips. Although he was very dissatisfied, he knew very well that without Dalaran's mages to participate in the battle, the orc army would have no choice but to withdraw. He had to endure it silently and take second place.
Next is Sylvanas with a serious face, Uther with a tired face and thick dark circles under his eyes. The Paladins of the Silver Hand are constantly fleeing, which makes the Lightbringer worry. Uther's sleep
The situation is getting worse and worse.
Dalaran entered the war at this most critical moment, and Archmage Antonidas had actually been prepared for it.
He looked around at the crowd and said in a measured tone: "We come with a common purpose. Stratholme is the last evil in Lordaeron. In order to save the continent of Azeroth, Stratholme must be destroyed."
"The noble savior, the great orc chief, and the invincible dragon slayer Thrall, before the meeting begins, Dalaran has a few small requests, and I would like to ask the savior to review them."
Jaina took a list from Antonidas's hand, turned around and handed it to Thrall's hand.
Sal read the contents on the list, his expression became more and more solemn, anger brewed in his eyes, and he almost burst into flames.
Archmage Antonidas drank the magic crystal water slowly, not in a hurry, he was waiting for Thrall's decision.
Dalaran made many demands, the three most important of which are:
First: After the orcs established a country in Lordaeron, they must pay a portion of taxes to Dalaran every year as a cost to maintain the operation of Dalaran.
Second: cede part of Lordaeron's territory to Dalaran. The territory Antonidas demands is in Tirisfal Glades, a fairly large area near the sea, and one of the most fertile lands in Lordaeron.
Third: The orc nobles must regularly send some of their children to Dalaran to learn the ways of magic.
Thrall's demands on Antonidas were very troublesome. This old man with a gray beard simply came to take advantage of the situation, especially the third point of the request, which was the most excessive. It was tantamount to ideologically controlling the next generation of elites of the orcs.
“It’s reasonable and no problem at all!”
Thrall showed the wisdom that a leader should have. He acted calmly and said with a fake smile: "I only have one request. Dalaran must bring us victory, a victory without any suspense."
Antonidas nodded with satisfaction, and the old mage showed a fox-like smile:
"Don't worry, victory will definitely belong to us. In fact, Dalaran has already made the necessary preparations for this victory."
A map of Stratholme is spread out on the table, with fifteen red dots marked on the map.
"Long before the war started, our people got into Stratholme as refugees." Antonidas stroked his beard and said proudly:
"They brought twenty-three magic beacons, fifteen of which have been successfully placed at the designated locations."
"What?"
Sylvanas and Uther looked at the map, both showing surprise.
Archmage Antonidas is best at three spells.
Blizzard, summon water element, and group teleportation.
Blizzard is powerful and covers a wide range. Unfortunately, the casting distance is limited and it is within the range of the opponent's bow and arrow. It kills friends and foes regardless of the enemy, so it is of little use in a chaotic battlefield.
The strength of the water element is acceptable, but it is only equivalent to a few strong men on the battlefield and has limited effect.
Antonidas's most proud spell was group teleportation. Even the guardian Medivh had to admit that Antonidas had unique insights in the field of teleportation.
That small mountain of war material was sent from Dalaran by a magic beacon inserted by Jaina and Antonidas and his mages teamed up.
The fifteen magic beacons in Stratholme City can transmit fifteen groups of people at any time, blooming everywhere in Stratholme City, rendering the city walls useless.
Sylvanas and Uther nodded together. The most powerful mage in mankind was on their side. There was no suspense in this war, and they were almost certain to win.
Only Thrall was thinking.
With these fifteen magic beacons, Thrall also knew that the goddess of victory was waving to him.
But he didn't trust Antonidas, he was a human after all.
What if there is a trap on the other side of the magic beacon? Or if this is a conspiracy, what if Antonidas and Baron Rivendell colluded?
"We orcs want to defeat the enemy openly and openly, and we don't bother to play these tricks." Thrall said righteously, and he turned to look at Uther:
"How about the task of teleporting into Stratholme is completed by the Knights of the Silver Hand?"
Uther also understood Thrall's concerns. He had much more trust in Antonidas and nodded in agreement.
Antonidas leaned back and said with a smile:
"Very good. I admire the courage of the orcs very much. You can teleport within the visual range without a magic beacon. My mages and I promise to use magic to send you orcs to the city wall." (To be continued)