Test Bed No. 5 stood on the top of Lage City, looking at the endless camps outside the city, and fell into thinking.
After possessing the leader of the cavemen, Emperor Lagrange, he never thought that one day he would become the public enemy of all the tribes of Kalimdor.
“What’s going on in this world?”
Test Stand No. 5 shook the caveman's head vigorously. He didn't understand how all this happened.
He held a piece of information in his hand, detailing the situation of the five armies outside the city.
Robbie passed the information to the hands of the Kul Tirans and sent it to the hands of Test Bed No. 5. In a war, information always plays a decisive role.
To the west of Lage City, in a desolate wilderness, is a large camp of 100,000 tauren, a mess.
Speaking of which, Lie En, the leader of the tauren and son of the earth, Bloodhoof, and Experimental Subject No. 5 were once related. The two had a very good relationship. Unexpectedly, they would become strangers on the battlefield and meet each other in battle.
Although Mulgore has been doing well in recent years, due to Queen Doras's high taxes, the tauren have fallen into years of famine. Countless families sold their sons and daughters. It was so miserable that even Cairn Bloodhoof had to give up.
His own son was brought to Sal's table.
The tauren's rations were provided by Doras, which was already insufficient, and Garrosh deducted most of them, leaving the entire camp starved.
Coupled with the serious lack of armor and weapons, although the number of 100,000 tauren is large, it is actually nothing to worry about.
To the south of Rag City is the human legion from Theramore, with a strength of less than 3,000 people, most of whom are old, weak, sick and disabled.
The leader of the army is a noble son. During the second war, the whole family was killed by orcs, leaving him alone. He is extremely afraid of orcs and is closer to Sal than his own father. He is the dove of peace.
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In addition to his special admiration for Thrall, this young nobleman is an idiot in the military. He has no prestige in the military. The human army in Theramore is just a make-up.
Test Subject No. 5 looked to the north of the city, toward the dense forest near the coastline, which was the night elf camp.
The arrows were flawless, the elite sentry troops, and the powerful Druid spells. Although the establishment was only about 10,000, Experimental Subject No. 5 frowned. This was the biggest headache for him among the five armies.
Whether it can be beaten is a question. Even if it is beaten, it should not be beaten too hard.
Experimental Subject No. 5 is not a political idiot. He knows the background of the night elves and cannot offend this race too harshly. He must leave room for peace talks, otherwise Rag City will really be over.
"What's the point of fairness and justice? The history of Azeroth turns out to be like this, which is disappointing."
Testbed No. 5 looked disappointed and walked down the city. He wanted to prepare for the next war.
As the leader of the coalition, Garrosh does not have much real power. The arrogant night elves will not listen to him, the tauren will only obey orders, and the humans of Theramore are really insignificant.
"Although the tauren are numerous in number, they are just cannon fodder and walking rations." Vol'jin gave Garrosh an idea: "The Scarlet Land is barren and there are not many birds and beasts. The night elves' rations cannot last long.
There is a quick battle and a quick resolution."
Garrosh was convinced, nodded, and made a plan to launch an attack at night in order to accommodate the main force of the night elves.
At night, it was the time of night elves, and the sound of thundering war drums sounded almost simultaneously from all sides of Rag City.
To the west, the tauren took the lead in launching the offensive. Son of the Earth Lie En. Bloodhoof was wearing a suit of golden armor, which was so eye-catching under the moonlight. He personally acted as the warlord and led the war team to drive the large group of tauren to attack.
Although Lag City is tall and easy to defend and difficult to attack, the orcs have ten ancient turtles. Once they enter the siege, the cavemen will be defeated. Test Bed No. 5 can only send out armies to attack in all directions and repel the incoming enemies in the field.
There were only less than five thousand cavemen and about two thousand centaurs who resisted the one hundred thousand tauren. When the centaurs roared, Lie En. Bloodhoof's eyes were clearly on fire.
"For Azeroth, for the great savior Thrall, for Mother Earth, for Queen Doras, the brave tauren, charge."
Countless tauren were like a tide, swaying their huge horns and charging towards the caveman camp.
Rows of gunshots rang out, and the tauren fell down one after another. In fact, most of the tauren were not strong enough to rush to the opposite position due to hunger, and fell down due to lack of physical strength in the middle of the charge.
This was a one-sided massacre. The blood of the tauren quickly dyed the ground red. After tens of thousands of tauren fell, the cavemen had to retreat a certain distance. There were too many tauren corpses, which seriously affected the line of sight.
Faced with countless deaths, Lie En. Bloodhoof seemed not to notice and still drove a large number of tauren to their deaths.
Garrosh stood on the airship, under the bright moonlight, observing the battlefield from a high position, witnessing the tragic sacrifice of the tauren, Garrosh showed a mocking look:
"It is said that the son of the earth Lie En. Bloodhoof is a general and the heir to the next war chief. When I saw him tonight, I was greatly disappointed. He is a fool who will only make his people die."
Wo'jin shook his head: "That's not the case. This is the only way Lie En. Bloodhoof can think of. The tauren are in a difficult situation. Is there any other way besides death?"
Garrosh looked confused and asked, "Does this make sense?"
Wojin said cruelly: "The life of a minotaur can be exchanged for dozens of caveman bullets. This deal is very cost-effective. There is nothing you can do about it. Who makes the minotaur so bad?"
Those who fall behind will be beaten. Because of their ignorance and backwardness, the tauren can only use their bodies to consume the opponent's bullets.
Garrosh secretly warned in his heart, hoping that the orcs would never fall into this situation. At the same time, he despised the tauren even more. They were really just cannon fodder and walking rations.
To the south, the war drums of Theramore Legion also made earth-shattering noises. In front of them there was only a group of 500 cavemen. The two sides looked at each other from a considerable distance, falling into a strange stalemate.
The generals who were in charge of the human race were giving orders loudly, but no one of these veterans wanted to pay attention to the angry officers, they just stood there in a daze.
The caveman was probably bored and took a step forward, while the human army consciously took a step back.
After all, cavemen have short legs, so they can't keep up with the speed of humans.
Garrosh frowned after seeing this: "What are the soldiers from Theramore here for? Damn it, are they here to watch a show?"
Wo'jin shrugged and said: "We don't count on humans at all, now we're counting on the night elves."
To the north of Lage City, on the vast land, a total of 20,000 caveman warriors and 5,000 centaurs slowly left the city, forming neat square formations one after another, well-proportioned and orderly.
Cavemen live in the dark underground all year round, and their eyes are better adapted to darkness.
Garrosh looked at the caveman army in surprise, identifying the forward, center, rear, flank cover, centaurs of mobile troops, reserves, etc.
After seeing this, Garrosh's mind felt like it was in a blur. The army was so tightly arranged and the formation was so complex that it was beyond his ability to understand.
Wojin, who was looking aside, also showed the same look of surprise. (To be continued)