Kits sat on the throne of Frost King Malak, looking at the silent staff below, he could only sigh helplessly, he really couldn't make up his mind.
At this time, an old-looking general stood up and said loudly:
"Your Majesty, why don't you negotiate peace with Frost King Malak? Garrosh's army is coming, and the Zul'Drak Empire is also threatened. If we can join forces with the Drakkari Trolls, Garrosh will definitely be defeated."
Kits' eyes lit up and he thought this was a good idea.
Unexpectedly, an aide from Dove of Peace stood up and yelled:
"It's ridiculous. Frost King Malak deceived our army and conspired to assassinate His Majesty the King. It is really an unpardonable crime. How could our noble alliance associate with the filthy Drakkari Troll? How could His Majesty the King's noble body be surrendered to
The humble Frost King Malak surrenders, which truly insults the power of the Alliance."
The general was reprimanded for no reason, and he suddenly felt his face was dull and his face was lost, so he retreated dejectedly.
Kits hesitated for a moment, and felt that what his staff said made sense. He asked him to go to Frost King Marak to soften up, but he really couldn't do it, so he had to wave his hand and said:
"This plan is not appropriate. Go down and think of other ways!"
A middle-aged general stood up and said aggressively:
"Your Majesty, you only need to give me 5,000 elite troops to cut off the rear. I will tell the Frost King Malak to stay in the snowy mountains and not dare to act rashly. The army can successfully retreat to the Darklon Fortress, and then start a decisive battle with Garrosh to control the food road.
, our army will be safe."
After hearing this, Kites nodded secretly. This general was full of blood, known for his bravery, and was best at mobile warfare. With him as the rear guard, he could ensure the safety of the rear.
Before Kites could express his stance, another Dove of Peace aide stood up, pointed at the middle-aged general and cursed:
"What a ridiculous suggestion. Our Alliance army has come all the way and spent countless amounts of food and materials to destroy the evil Drakkari trolls and save the world of Azeroth. We are about to achieve our goal and success is in sight. You actually proposed to withdraw our troops.
, Returning without success and losing troops and generals, are you making our King a joke?"
The middle-aged general was stunned, scratched his head, and said innocently: "I didn't mean that!"
After hearing this, Kits felt unhappy.
Such a massive military expedition to Northrend cost countless military supplies and supplies, aiming to make great achievements and leave a name in history.
If he failed to accomplish anything and fled back to the Kingdom of Stormwind in embarrassment, wouldn't he become the laughing stock of Azeroth?
Kits waved his hand and said: "I need a perfect solution, not just compromise."
Many generals looked gloomy.
It is not difficult to solve the current dilemma, but if you want to be perfect, both to destroy the Zul'Drak Empire and to ensure the safe evacuation of the army, this is a bit difficult.
Seeing that the generals could not think of a way, a staff member stood up and said loudly:
"Your Majesty, our army has sufficient supplies, so we don't have to worry about it for the time being. Ten thousand elite soldiers are stationed near Daklon Fortress to hold on to the danger. Garrosh will not be able to cut off our army's retreat in a short period of time. Moreover, the tribe has not declared war on our army. The movement of the army
It’s not clear yet. We need to find out the tribe’s purpose and it won’t be too late to make a decision.”
"this!"
Kits frowned slightly, hesitant, and his heart was agitated.
The Zul'Drak Empire is about to be destroyed. All he needs to do is hold on for a while. When the food is exhausted, the Drakkari Trolls will freeze to death in the snowy mountains. Gitus can't resist this huge temptation.
An old general with a gray beard stood up, his beard fluttering with anger, and he said tremblingly:
"Your Majesty, the Horde cannot be trusted! Garrosh is a beast, and we can all see his purpose. Your Majesty, have you forgotten the loss of 20,000 city defense troops?"
"Be bold!"
"absurd!"
"Do you want to die?"
Many staff members united and reprimanded the old general loudly. The failure of the 20,000 city defense troops was Kites' rebellion and a shame that must not be mentioned.
Kits snorted coldly, his face darkened, he stood up, glared at the old general fiercely, walked around behind the throne and entered the inner room.
The military meeting ended in this way, and Kites finally made the decision to stay put for the time being.
Ever since the tall and majestic Daklon Fortress was controlled by the lich Novos, there has always been a dark cloud shrouding it, and screams that penetrated the fortress kept coming.
Garrosh led 30,000 orc soldiers and successfully arrived at Daklon Fortress.
Looking at the fortress shrouded in clouds, Garrosh was itching with hatred. He had not forgotten the shame of his failure in Darklon Fortress.
Orcs have always been accustomed to bullying the weak and fearing the strong, and Garrosh is no exception. He absolutely does not dare to take action against Daklon Fortress. His target is the temporary wall built by the Alliance near Daklon Fortress.
Because it was built in a hurry, its strength cannot be compared with the Daklon Fortress that has been in operation for many years.
Garrosh ordered the army to camp where they were and repair for a day to recover from the fatigue of the march.
Before the battle began, Garrosh walked around the Alliance stronghold.
Grizzly Hills is rich in timber, and the Alliance defenders purchased a large amount of wood from merchants. The walls of this city are mainly made of logs.
After seeing this, Garrosh laughed loudly and shouted: "The ax of the Horde will chop this fortress into pieces. Tomorrow, I will hold a barbecue feast in the Alliance fortress."
The defender of the alliance city is General Hippoly, a forward-thinking middle-aged general who has a deep hatred for the orcs and was sent to guard the city because he was squeezed out by the Dove of Peace.
It was originally an insignificant sinecure, incomparable to the generals who had the opportunity to make meritorious deeds on the front line. Unexpectedly, when Garrosh's army attacked, it became the most critical strategic location.
General Hippoly looked at the orc camp and confidently said to his subordinates:
"The orcs are brave and invincible in close combat, but it's a pity that they only have bloody courage and no strategy. If Vol'jin were here, I would be afraid of him. Garrosh is just an idiot."
When fighting the orcs, there is absolutely no possibility of surrender. The general is so confident that the soldiers are also confident and ready to fight to the death.
A biting cold wind blew. Hippoly looked at the sky, his face darkened, and he thought of a city floating in the sky, the magical city of Dalaran.
Hippo looked worried and said to his generals:
"I heard that Garrosh and Ronin have a close relationship. The orcs once ate half of Dalaran's mages. If Dalaran joins the war, our army will be defeated. Please prepare to break out."
"Where to break out?" the subordinates asked.
Hippoly said nothing and pointed to the towering Daklon Fortress not far away.
The biting cold wind howled all night.
Early the next morning, Garrosh was in a good mood and ate half of a delicious tauren. The orc soldiers also had a good meal, preparing to attack the Alliance's walled city in one go.
The thunderous war drums sounded again, and Garrosh came to the front line in person to supervise the battle with a terrifying blood roar. He suddenly froze and rubbed his eyes fiercely.
The walled city built of logs was covered with a thick layer of ice overnight, reflecting beautiful brilliance in the sun, just like a castle in a fairy tale.
General Hippoly stood on the highest point of the city wall with his helmet and armor on his head and used the sound transmission array to challenge:
"Garrosh Hellscream, your father is just Thrall's dog. Please withdraw to Orgrimmar quickly and return to the arms of Doras, otherwise this place will be your burial place."