In this era, there were no video recorders. No matter how good the Magic Mirror Spell was, it could only transmit current events, which was to use magic to make a live broadcast. It was also affected by distance, elemental fluctuations, and a series of other factors, making it quite unstable.
If one were to say that recording a certain event was in the realm of the Bronze Dragons, who could control space and time. Among the humans, even the most famous Astral Mage, Medivh, only had a deep understanding of space.
What Duque was doing now was completely beyond Duke Barov's imagination.
Three-dimensional projection.
Before Duque's transmigration, the true meaning of holographic projection technology had not yet been formed. But the wise and farsighted humans had already built a huge triangular cone made up of four triangular pieces of glass, and through the combination of projections in four directions, it became a true three-dimensional projection.
Duque's System Elf also extracted Duque's knowledge in this area, and replayed the memories imprinted in Duque's mind in the most three-dimensional and realistic way.
It was the Battle of Red Ridge Mountain.
Duke Barov only saw, in the projection, a green tide suddenly surging from the other side of the mountain. More than ten thousand Orc Warriors surged from the mountain passes and mountain ridges towards the human camp.
He only saw a huge Orc among the Orcs raise half of his body and roar towards the sky. His braided hair spread out in the wind, and together with that shocking roar, it was awe-inspiring.
The Orcs were split in two amidst the rumbling of the earth. This terrifying green tide drowned the entire mountainside in a few blinks of an eye. The surging tide was sniped by the arrows shot by the human fortresses, but it was meaningless. Instead, it aroused the Orcs' ferocity.
They turned into the most terrifying destructive demons, easily attacking the fortresses, using the most brutal method to break through the thick mud walls, and dragging out the humans hiding in the fortresses and tearing them to pieces.
The scene changed, and showed the Orcs attacking the eastern and northern walls of Stormwind City. They also did not care about their lives, using their flesh and blood to resist the rain of javelins and ballistae. The green tide drowned the walls.
Unknowingly, Duke Barov's entire back was soaked in cold sweat.
"Is this thing real? Can you demonstrate it again? Can I ask my wife to watch it? "
Prince Barov asked three questions in a row.
Duque only had one answer.
"Sure."
In fact, when Duque replayed the scene, Duchess Barov, who had rushed over after hearing the news, was even more shocked. One was an Orc, and the other was a Magician.
However, Lady Janice managed to suppress her curiosity in the field of magic very well.
"Dear, I have to say, this should be true."
Duque calmly said, "In fact, I also prepared an Orc Warrior as a captive. I put him to sleep. However, you can let your guards test the strength of the beastmen. Of course, you have to be mentally prepared for the sacrifice of your subordinates. "
Duke Barov nodded gravely.
Half an hour later, Prince Barov and his wife returned to the negotiating table with ashen faces.
The results were too shocking.
Even though Duque had repeatedly emphasized the strength of the Orcs, Duke Barov had sent five fully armed men to deal with an unarmed Orc, and Duke Barov's side had paid the price of one dead and two seriously injured to kill the Orc.
"But, those damned Orcs can't pass through Sador Bridge!" Duke Barov argued.
Sador Bridge, this huge stone bridge that connected the two continents, was indeed a natural stronghold. Duque was also quite speechless about this huge cable bridge. This should not have appeared in a world that seemed to be set in the Middle Ages on Earth, with magic and swords as its core.
Don't forget, Planet Azeroth was the experimental factory of the Titans of Creation, so a lot of black technology was set aside. At least when the dwarves already had steam-powered tanks, humans were still using swords. Of course, those huge tanks were also unreliable. For example, their endurance was terrible, and they would collapse after one or two kilometers.
This did not stop the people here from having all sorts of strange confidence.
Duque did not directly refute. He just quietly took out a rough map of the Northern Continent of the Eastern Kingdom, pointed lightly, and then drew a line from right to left.
Duke Barov had already admitted defeat in his heart, but he still did not give up. He finally asked, "Are you sure those green beasts can drive the ships?"
Duque nodded silently.
Even though the Horde's ships looked like a huge pile of garbage floating on the sea, and he could not agree with the Orcs' crude and terrible aesthetics, there was no doubt that the Horde's ships could indeed pass through the sea.
Duke Barov and his wife did not look very good.
What Duque had just pointed out was the Hinterlands in the east of the Northern Continent.
The Horde would disembark from the coast at the easternmost part of the Hinterlands, at the bottom of the Seaview Cliff. From east to west across the entire Hinterlands, they would arrive at the Barov Family's territory. The Barov Family was indeed huge, but it was a pity that they were geographically long. From Southshore in the southwest, all the way to Caer Darrow in the northeast. In a sense, if the Horde really invaded along the route Duque had pointed out, the Barov Family would also act as a barrier for the Alterac Royal Family.
Attacking in advance or setting up defenses would also be troublesome.
After all, most of the Hinterlands was covered in dense primeval forests, and that was the territory of the Trolls who had been fighting against the humans for a thousand years. Even after spending a thousand years, the humans still could not completely eradicate the Trolls from the Hinterlands.
The scariest thing was that Duque also said, "I bet that when the Horde can't cross the Sador Bridge, they will look for other routes. The Hinterlands will be their first choice. And the Great Chief of the Horde will definitely do everything possible to pull the Trolls into the Horde's camp. So by next year, the Barov Family will very likely have to face the Horde's allied army. "
This time, Duke Barov and his wife were completely at ease.
The Barov Family was indeed wealthy, but military affairs had never been their strong suit. They had always had a complementary relationship with the Alterac Royal Family. But after seeing how strong the Horde was in the mountains, the Barov Family no longer had any hope that the Alterac Kingdom could withstand the Horde's attack.
After all, before the Alterac Kingdom entered a state of total war, the regular army only had a mere four thousand people. Among them, there were only five hundred cavalrymen. If the video provided by Duque was real, the Alterac Kingdom did not have the slightest chance of withstanding the Horde's attack, even if it was just a Horde army coming from the Hinterlands.
At this time, Duque suddenly added fuel to the fire.
"If the Horde comes from the Hinterlands, who can the Barov Family rely on? The Riptide Fortress that is busy defending the bridge? The Dalajan that is practicing isolationism? The Lordaeron that is thousands of miles away? Or the fifty thousand Stormwind elite soldiers that have experience fighting against the Orcs in Southshore? "
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