Magic was a magical thing. It had an extremely unscientific side, but it also had a fixed pattern that showed its supernatural side.
When Duque combined the three elements of fire, frost, and arcane magic into an energy ball, Lothar looked at Duque as if he was looking at a walking bomb.
After being repeatedly hit by Laing's King's Contempt, Duque gave up on healing.
It was March, a day of spring.
It was also the three-month anniversary of Duque losing his little maid. Uh, it was because Duque had left Vanessa in Southshore after going to Karazhan. Then, Vanessa, who felt that she could not be of much help, went to train in a sacred place for thieves.
Yes, it was the Ravenholdt Manor in the northeast of the Hillsbrad Hills. Although the little maid left a note saying that she was training somewhere in the area, Duque immediately thought of that place.
Logically speaking, recruiting a team of spies was also quite useful. Unfortunately, it was really useless in the following period of time. Since Duque was busy, he did not bother about it for the time being.
In March, the Horde would make a big move. Van Cleve and Stroman, who had spent the entire autumn and winter in the Western Wilderness, sent a letter asking when they would take action.
Duque's instructions were: wait for the main force of the Horde to leave the southern continent first.
The main force of the Horde could not stay in the southern continent for long. If it were a human king, he might be satisfied with occupying such a vast piece of land, but unfortunately, it was the Horde, and the aggressiveness of the Orcs would not let them stay put.
After the midwinter ended, the troops that fought in Southshore last year gathered in Southshore again.
However, Lothar flew into a rage, and rushed to Rotterdam to vent his anger on King Terenas again.
The reason was simple. At such a time, Rotterdam, Dalajan, and Alterac actually refused to enter a state of total war.
"What do you mean by this!? Do you really think that you can destroy millions of Orcs with just these few people? Even if we ignore the laborers who do not have much combat power, and even if the elites of the Horde are decreasing, the total number of troops of the Horde is still close to 500,000! "Lothar slammed the table hard.
Facing Lothar's anger, Menethil II was also helpless.
"I've already sent out my warning. Most of my lords, however, chose to use money to fulfill their obligations. So, if you want money, I can, but if you want soldiers, I can't give you more. Sorry, Commander Lothar. "
This was the weirdness of the feudal knight system. The people were the private property of the lord, and the lord listened to the king. However, the king had no right to directly conscript the lord's people without a proper reason.
The tradition left behind by the Arathor Empire was that, unless it was a formal invasion with the goal of occupying land, or if one's own territory was under attack, each lord had the right to choose to respond to the king's summons with money and resources.
If Terenas used too many soldiers from his territories, it would cause a chain reaction where the ruler was weak and his subordinates were strong.
Lothar was so angry that he turned to Antonidas.
The Dalajan's president also had a bitter expression on his face. "Something has happened to the Dalajan. A bunch of blind, neutral mages who don't understand the general trend of the world are protesting against the Dalajan's excessive involvement in the war. They think that as long as the Dalajan is fine, they can stay out of it. Then, while one of our councilors is in trouble, they directly held a protest and asked for a new election and a series of reforms. "
Lothar was so angry that he almost pulled out his hair. Finally, he looked at King Eden of Alterac.
"Alterac is a small country. Conscripting one more infantry is already the limit. If we continue to conscript, we won't even need the Orcs to attack. Half of our people will starve to death in winter. Yes, that's why a certain deputy commander bought food from our Barov family. "
At this moment, Lothar even wanted to kill Eden. Using the excuse that the country was weak and that the food had been given to the Stormwind citizens, he directly shirked his responsibility.
In the end, these three families saw that Stormgard was at the Sador Bridge on the Eastern Front. The Stormwind refugees were defending Southshore on the Central Front, and Kurtiras' navy was protecting the Western Front. This group of short-sighted nobles and mages thought that if someone were to die, it would be the foreigners who died. It was none of their business.
At this moment, the evil side of human nature was completely exposed.
Lothar was almost out of his mind!
His roar almost echoed throughout the entire Lordaeron palace.
"Tell those damned nobles and idiot mages who think they are very safe. Now, the Horde's military strength is three times that of the Alliance! The Orcs' individual combat ability is also three times that of humans! Once our coastal defense is broken, then every human will pay the price in blood for your refusal to enter a state of total war! Money! Money! Money! What's the use of money! You're talking about money when you've lost your head! "
Eden muttered, "If the defense line is broken, then someone must have not done their best."
King Dellin spat on the ground, "Bah, since Stormwind was besieged last year, the entire shipyard of Kurtiras has been building ships in three shifts 24 hours a day. I've used up every gold in the treasury to build more shipyards and train every fisherman of Kurtiras into sailors. Now, I can't wait for the Orcs to take a hundred goblin airships and descend into your Alterac palace, holding a human barbecue party in your palace courtyard. "
With that, Dellin kicked open the meeting hall's door and left without looking back, leaving Eden roaring in exasperation with a face as red as a pig's liver.
On this day, the kings of Stormwind and the other three countries, who had already entered a state of total war, parted on bad terms with the leaders of the three countries who were only willing to enter a state of partial war.
If not for the incident on the 15th of March, this might have been a precursor to the split of the alliance.
On this day, the Third Fleet of Kurtiras patrolled the waters opposite the Paladin Gulf.
The lookout suddenly saw something unusual. On the horizon, countless blood-red sails suddenly appeared.
The lookout sounded the alarm!
"Dang dang dang!" The shrill alarm alarmed the entire fleet.
"What the hell!? Why are the Bloodsail Pirates here? "The commander of the Third Fleet, Major General Akent, cursed angrily.
However, something else he saw through the telescope made him shudder.
Ships!
More than a dozen huge warships!
They were definitely battleship class ships, but they had a completely different shape from human ships. Apart from the sails, the entire ship had no sense of beauty. It was like a pile of garbage floating on the sea, piled up by countless messy wooden products.
However, the cannons on the warships clearly told the major general that they were all f * cking warships! And they were Orc warships!
"Commander! Please give your orders! "the first mate shouted anxiously.
The other ships also sent flags of inquiry.
"Who has the navy of Kurtiras ever been afraid of on the sea!? Raise the battle flag! Attack! "
A day later, the entire alliance learned of the destruction of the Third Fleet of Kurtiras.
All the countries were shocked!
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