Chapter nine hundred and fiftieth: It is difficult to ride a tiger
Vol'jin's plan succeeded, and the Alliance's 50,000-strong army entered the Zul'Drak Empire.
Although the Frost King Malak controls thousands of ice elements, it is a pity that these ice elements cannot leave the ice lake area.
The shadow of war shrouded the Zul'Drak Empire. Gitus came with a desire for revenge and launched an all-out attack with an army of 50,000.
Without the Darkon Fortress, the Zul'Drak Empire has no chance of defending and can only bite the bullet and fight the Alliance.
In the first confrontation between the two armies, Kites personally visited the front line, which greatly boosted the morale of the alliance. The Drakkari trolls were defeated and suffered heavy losses. Tens of thousands of Drakkari trolls died on the battlefield.
Facing the invading Alliance legion, the Loa gods chose to protect themselves wisely and did not go to war for the time being. Warlord Zolmaz united with many priests to put pressure on Frost King Malak.
In Zul'Drak's palace, Warlord Zolmaz said plausibly:
"It's all my fault that the king insisted on going his own way and mistakenly declared war on the Alliance, which resulted in the Alliance's army overwhelming the country and causing loss of life. I have said long ago that surrendering to the Alliance is the only way out for the empire."
The Drakkari trolls in the cold land have long understood that survival is the most important thing. Dignity and glory can be abandoned at any time compared with survival.
After Warlord Zolmaz expressed his opinion, the priests of the Zul'Drak Empire immediately seconded the opinion. They were all red-faced and furious, and they all accused Frost King Malak of being unwise.
It was the high-ranking priest Tua Tua who stood up first again, pointed impolitely at the face of the Frost King, and shouted angrily:
"The Drakkari Frost Trolls survive in troubled times because of our tenacity and tolerance. Temporary surrender can lead to long-term peace. We only need to pay a small price to avoid a tragic war.
I am helpless, my king, that you are so stupid. As a great priest of Loa, I have sworn since I was very young that I will never participate in stupid and wrong wars."
On the side, High Priest Havini raised his fangs and shouted loudly with an expression as if he hated iron.
"What a stupid decision this is. Why should we declare war on the powerful Alliance? Your Majesty, you should prepare a decent funeral for yourself. I hope your death can stop the Alliance's anger. God Loa is above, only
Your death will bring about the eternal survival of the Zul'Drak Empire. Your Majesty, if you insist on your own way, your soul will never be able to rest in peace."
The priest of Quesluen, the wind snake god, took out a sharp knife and cut off the three newly grown fingers of his left hand in front of the brazier. He threw them into the brazier without hesitation and said plausibly:
"Frost King Malak, I curse your soul with these three fingers. Your stupidity will ruin the entire Zul'Drak Empire. As a Loa priest, I will never be as stupid as you. The price will be
It's up to you to bear it alone, don't let God Loa take action."
Frost King Malak had expected this. The Zul'Drak Empire was composed of multiple tribes, and each tribe was protected by a Loa. The Loa was the guarantee for the tribe's survival.
If faced with a defeatable enemy such as a furbolg, the tribes can temporarily put aside their intrigues and at least cooperate on the surface.
But for an enemy like the Alliance that has no hope of winning, conserving strength is the wisest choice.
Even if the Zul'Drak Empire is destroyed, as long as the Loa spirit survives, the tribe can still continue.
Frost King Malak had anticipated this situation. He gently knocked on the armrest of the throne, looked around with sharp eyes, and said coldly:
"We can win without the help of the Loa gods. The king of the alliance is too young and impulsive. He even forgot to unite the furbolgs of the Grizzly Hills. The Drakkari frost trolls have already conquered the snowy mountains and severe cold. Everyone,
Since you have no intention of being an enemy of the Alliance, come with me into the mountains."
Frost King Malak has long known the gap in combat power with the Alliance, but it must suffer a disastrous defeat before the people of the country can accept the fact that they cannot defeat the Alliance.
The Zul'Drak Empire was filled with a sad atmosphere. The Drakkari Frost Troll bid farewell to his hometown and entered the snow-capped mountains with a small amount of food.
The harsh environment of the Snowy Mountains, even with the protection of the Loa gods, still took away the lives of many weak Drakkari trolls, but this was the only way to win.
Gitus successfully entered Zul'Drak's palace, and the alliance's army occupied the entire Zul'Drak Empire. Facing the Drakkari trolls hiding in the snowy mountains, even Gitus, who was leading troops for the first time, knew that he could not
catch up.
But Gitus was unwilling to let the Drakkari troll go, and was suddenly in a dilemma, frowning.
The wise men with the dove of peace made up for the previous losses and became Kites' new staff. One of the staff suggested:
"Your Majesty the King, the Snowy Mountains are a restricted area of life. Although the Dakkari Trolls are more adaptable than us humans, there are limits. Once they run out of food, they will starve to death in the snowy mountains."
Kits frowned and said, "Are we just waiting here?"
The staff member smiled slightly and said:
"Your Majesty the King, the Kingdom of Stormwind has vast territory and powerful national power. It only takes three months to occupy the Zul'Drak Empire, and even the Drakkari Frost Trolls will die in the snowy mountains."
"very good!"
Kits showed a vicious expression: "Frost King Malak dared to deceive me, and I will let his entire family be buried with him."
Dragonblight, Port Mokia.
Garrosh wrapped himself in the walrus leather coat. The sky was cloudy, and another snowstorm was about to come.
But Garrosh was in a good mood. Where the sky and the sea met, a huge fleet of ships slowly came.
This is the orc reinforcements from the Cave of Time. The Cave of Time was originally in Thrall's hands. However, as Doras gradually took control of the tribe's trade rights, Thrall had less and less money and could not support the huge army.
Military spending.
In the end, the Cave of Time fell into the hands of Doras, who was responsible for the distribution of new recruits and logistical supplies for the orcs. Garrosh, who had a close relationship with Doras, could always get the most and the best quality reinforcements.
The 30,000 orc reinforcements greatly boosted Garrosh's confidence. These 30,000 orcs were not new recruits, but veterans who were trained by the Blue Dragons and could go on the battlefield immediately.
Garrosh looked in the direction of Zul'Drak, grabbed forward with his right hand, and said viciously:
"King of the Night Watch, I have captured you. All 50,000 Alliance soldiers will become my rations. The entire army will obey orders. The target is Darklon Fortress."
There are about 10,000 soldiers stationed in the alliance camp near Daklon Fortress.
The news that Garrosh had led 30,000 orcs to arrive at starry night quickly reached the Alliance camp and was delivered as quickly as possible to the hands of Kits in Zul'Drak's palace, requesting a verdict.
Keeters was so frightened that he froze, with a look of panic on his face, and asked his staff: "What should we do? Do we need to return to defense immediately?"
One of the staff shook his head and said: "Your Majesty, no, if we go back to defend, Frost King Malak will definitely lead his army out of the snowy mountains and cover us from behind. At that time, Garrosh will block the way in front, and the Drakkari trolls will pursue us.
It would be dangerous.”
"Then what should we do? Garrosh is clearly cutting off my escape route."
Gitus was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot. If his escape route and food route were cut off, the 50,000 Alliance troops would starve to death in Zul'Drak.
Unfortunately, his resourcefulness and decisiveness were not enough to cope with the situation at hand, so he could only listen to the opinions of his staff.