The Burning Legion's ability to conquer countless worlds did not rely on the tyrannical strength of the Dark Titan Sargeras.
Every legion soldier is an elite soldier selected from thousands of people. At the same time, the technology and magic of the legion are also ahead of the rest of the world. This is the foundation of their strength.
If the soldiers of the Burning Legion cannot even defeat the orcs, how can they become an invincible army?
In front of the tyrannical legionnaires, the orcs, who are known for their ferocity, appear weak and can only be reduced to hard labor.
Thrall was naturally unwilling to give in. Since the orcs could not defeat the powerful legionnaires, all that was left was conspiracy. Thrall wanted to lead the orcs away. It was best to act separately from the Burning Legion to maintain his position as leader.
Therefore, Thrall suggested to Varimathras: "Although our orcs are low in strength, we are willing to be the vanguard of the legion, expand territory for the legion, and conquer Azeroth."
Varimathras smiled and shook his head: "A group of backward natives in Azeroth. As long as our legion army kills them, everything will be wiped out. The orcs will still do your hard work. This is the fate of the orcs."
Thrall sighed, and now he has become the leader of the peons. His ambitions and dreams have all come to nothing.
Groups of soldiers of the Burning Legion entered Azeroth one after another. Humans were no longer visible in the Kingdom of Dalaran. The shadows of the Legion were everywhere. However, Archimonde knew that although the Legion was powerful, it could not defeat Azshara. Queen.
The High Elves ten thousand years ago dared to face the powerful existence of the Titans. During these ten thousand years, although the Legion destroyed countless worlds and had outstanding military exploits, the Legion's technology and magic did not make much progress.
The Burning Legion has reached a bottleneck in terms of strength.
Archimonde knows very well that it is not difficult for the Burning Legion to change the status quo. All it takes is to be eclectic, make changes, and select outstanding talents. The development of magic and technology requires a small number of elites to promote it. Archimonde and Archimonde Ergardan's talent is limited and he is no longer able to lead the legion further.
But the result of this is that Archimonde and Kil'jaeden will lose power and be replaced by latecomers. The strength of a group and the leader's strength is the upper limit, and Archimonde does not want to lose power.
If Queen Azshara comes back, the Burning Legion will not be enough to watch.
Archimonde shook his head, feeling gloomy. He suddenly saw the orcs, and his eyes suddenly lit up.
Even the strongest orc chief is no match for ordinary legionnaires.
But compared to the fighting power of the various races in Azeroth, the strength of the orcs is already very terrifying.
Archimonde quickly thought of a good idea and sent a message to Varimathras and Marlonos to see him.
Varimathras and Maronos arrived quickly, looking at Archimonde who was bowing his head in thought, not daring to breathe.
"Varimathras, I heard that you know the world of Azeroth very well. What is the strength of the night elves now?" Archimonde asked.
The Dread Lord quickly showed a smart expression and replied: "Great Lord Archimonde, the night elves have long abandoned magic. They worship the moon god Elune and study the way of druidry. It is a kind of transformation." They use the magic of beasts to fight with claws and sharp teeth, and there are also a few sentry troops who use primitive bows and arrows to fight."
"Minions and bows, have the night elves fallen to this?"
Archimonde shook his head in disappointment and sighed: "How powerful the upper elf was back then, but now it is such a waste. Maronos, you know the orcs very well, do you think the orcs can defeat the night elves?"
Abyss Lord Maronos quickly replied: "The orcs are powerful and rely on close combat and a little shamanic magic. If they fight on the plains, the orcs will win. If they fight in the forest, then the night elves will win."
win."
Archimonde grimaced and looked unhappy. The orcs were weaker than he thought, and asked again:
"The main enemy of the Burning Legion is the Scourge. I plan to let the orcs deal with the night elves. It is best to destroy the night elves. Do you have any good suggestions?"
Maronos and Varimathras looked at each other. They could easily destroy the night elves with only a few legionnaires, so why did they have to send orcs?
They didn't understand Archimonde's concerns, but they didn't dare to ask, so they could only use their brains to think of countermeasures.
Varimathras was cunning and insidious. He rolled his eyes and quickly found a way:
"Great Lord Archimonde, the orcs are not strong enough, but there are still many savage and violent races in Azeroth, such as the backward and ignorant trolls all over the land, everywhere, including Kalimdor and the Echo Islands.
There are 300,000 Darkspear trolls living there, and Mulgore has a larger number of tauren and centaurs. We only need to lure these three major races to use them for our legion. If we add the orcs, the night elves will be destroyed."
"A good idea." Archimonde was very satisfied after hearing this. Taking advantage of the civil war among the indigenous people is also one of the magic weapons for the Burning Legion to win: "Varimathras, you are responsible for bewitching these three major races. Marlonos
, now it’s up to you to lead the orcs. If you don’t have enough fighting power, let the orcs drink your blood. Don’t cherish these beasts.”
Varimathras and Marlonos took the order to leave, and Archimonde was secretly proud: Queen Azshara must care about her own people, and if the night elves are in danger of being exterminated, she will definitely show up.
In Archimonde's heart, he was skeptical about Queen Azshara's return, and he needed a clear answer.
Lordaeron.
The Scourge Legions gradually withdrew. Although Robbie used the Ancient God Transformation to temporarily force Archimonde back, the Defiler's powerful strength was like a shadow, shrouding everyone's heart.
Dalaran continued to receive intelligence, and Archimonde used Dalaran mages to build portals. More and more Burning Legion soldiers entered Azeroth, forming a truly huge army.
In terms of numbers, the Scourge has an absolute advantage, but the soldiers of the Scourge cannot compete with the demons of the Legion.
"Antonidas, look what you have done. You have personally brought destruction to Azeroth." Kel'Thuzad was desperate and could only blame his former colleagues.
Arthas frowned and blamed himself: "It's my fault. If I had made up my mind earlier, regardless of the friendship between human kingdoms, and ruthlessly captured Dalaran, Archimonde would not have come."
At this moment, Robbie was confident and confident, and said with a smile: "It's not the moment of despair yet. There is an old saying in my hometown. If you can thoroughly understand the situation of both the enemy and us, you will definitely win the war. Tell me,
What are the advantages of our Scourge Legion?"
Kel'Thuzad quickly replied: "It is easy for the Scourge to replenish its troops. It only needs enough corpses to build a large army."
Alsace added from the side: "The Scourge Legion does not need to consider logistical supplies. This is probably our only advantage. Although the Burning Legion is powerful, they need the power of evil energy. If the war drags on, we may not have no hope of victory.
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Robbie shook his head and said seriously: "You don't realize the biggest advantage of the undead. Rotting flesh and dry bones are not actually life. In a sense, the undead are actually magical creations that rely on the power of death.
To live, to live by the power of death.” (To be continued)