War.
In every war, there would be all sorts of strange things, be it inventions, tactics, or something else.
A country with enough strategic depth could rely on its vast territory to fight and retreat, giving the rear enough time to react and grow, accumulating strength for a future counterattack.
Small countries …
Once their capital was used up, it would be easy for the country to be destroyed in a few days.
Cuel Salas was neither big nor small. In terms of land area, its actual territory was about Eversong Forest and half of the Land of the Ghost in the future. At most, it was a third of the size of Lordaeron. (In the Land of the Ghost, the other half was the Trolls' territory, which was controlled by Zuaman's Amani Troll Clan.)
Their territory clearly did not have any strategic depth, but they still rejected the humans' help and played the tactic of adding fuel to the fire. Duque did not know what to say about this.
Rubbing his brow, Duque whispered, "It's good to let Aurelia give up …"
With that, Duque conveyed his analysis to Aurelia.
Aurelia immediately rushed to Kael 'thas's side as if her butt was on fire.
"Your Highness! Are you planning to let the army fight the Horde on the plains? "Aurelia was someone who knew how to use troops. With so many burly arcane constructs and the even larger Mountain Giants, it was impossible for them to fight in the forest.
"What's the problem, General Windrunner." General Windwalker. "Kael 'thas revealed a gentle and refined smile.
"Your Highness! We can't fight the Horde head on! The high elves lack enough vanguards. The arcane constructs are not bad, and the Mountain Giants are also very powerful. But they are too few in number. Once the vanguard is defeated, all the mages and rangers in the rear will be hunted down by the Horde like ducks. "
Aurelia argued. After hanging out with Duque for so long, she had heard about the tragic battles in the Elven Forest during the Stormwind last year. Aurelia knew very well how terrifying an Orc army could be on flat ground when they went all out.
In fact, in places like Southshore and the South Flow Coast, the humans had also used high-intensity fortifications to weaken the beastmen's mobility and sharpness to the extreme. That was how they managed to achieve such a magnificent exchange rate.
Now, Kael 'thas actually wanted to fight the Horde on the plains?
Aurelia felt that not only Kael 'thas, but the entire upper echelon of the High Elves had gone crazy.
"Please watch your tone, Sir Ranger General. In the face of a great battle, your pessimism is the worst. "
Following the direction of the voice, Aurelia noticed an unusually burly warrior beside the prince. Most of the elves were slender and weak in terms of strength and physique. There were always exceptions to everything. For example, this person in front of him. Just by looking at his figure in the middle of the night, he looked no different from a troll.
Tall, strong, bulging muscles filled with surging power and beauty.
"You are …" He couldn't see any military epaulets, but he could tell from the mark on his breastplate that he was a baron.
"Baron Saguna, a follower of His Highness."
Oh! He was a hardcore fan of Kael 'thas.
Despite staying in the Dalajan for many years, Kael 'thas had still won over a group of diehard followers who weren't of high status.
Aurelia was annoyed with him. "I'm not being pessimistic. I'm just objectively speaking as an elf who has really fought against the Horde. I'm telling His Highness the difference in strength between us and the enemy."
"Understand? May I ask how many beastmen you've killed? "Saguna raised his nose slightly, his eyes full of disdain.
Aurelia narrowed her eyes. "The number of kills verified by the Lordaeron Alliance is 1,388 Orc Warriors."
There were already so many verified ones. Those that weren't …
This was an era where heroes were worshipped.
Killing one person was considered a murderer.
Killing 10 people was considered a butcher.
But killing 100 people was considered a hero.
Not to mention killing the evil beastmen and trolls who had invaded their homeland.
Saguna was finally moved. Only now did he remember that this noble and wild female ranger standing in front of him was a very famous hero since the Troll War!
At this moment, Kael 'thas helped his people out.
He pondered for a moment. "I understand your concerns, General. Let's do it this way. The plan for the decisive battle remains the same, but the location of the decisive battle will be the plains south of the Eastern Temple. I'll have to trouble the Windrunner's ranger to cover it. "
Kael 'thas pointed to the Windrunner's defensive area, which happened to be the Eastern Temple.
It had to be said that after being suppressed by the council for so many years, the most important skill Kael 'thas had learned was compromise. Perhaps this would put him further and further away from the realm of heroes, but it was undoubtedly in line with the national conditions of the upper echelons of Cuel Salas. A qualified and mellow politician would undoubtedly be better off than an upright and outspoken hero.
The location of the decisive battle was under the cover of their own defensive line. Even if there was a so-called "in case", the army could retreat under the cover of the relatively complete magic defense system of the Holy Temple.
Aurelia trembled all over, but in the end, she didn't argue any further. Kael 'thas had already given in, at least avoiding the worst outcome. No one could find fault with the decision to withdraw the ranger team, which had suffered the most losses since the start of the war, to the second line.
Listening to the surrounding lackeys of the prince flatter her with "His Highness is wise", Aurelia felt as disgusted as if she had swallowed a fly. She saluted and left.
The next day.
Standing on a high hill and watching the forest and elven villages that were being set ablaze, Orgrim felt a rare sense of elation that he had not felt since the start of the battle. "The scouts have reported that the long-ears are foolish enough to fight us on the plains?" He asked his aide. "Is that true?
Zuluhed, the chief of the Dragon-roar tribe, nodded. "That's right. They probably believe that before we defeat their vanguard, they can use their damned magic to destroy us."
Orgrim sneered. "Alright, the great Orc warriors shouldn't waste their energy on the enemy's magic. Especially when there's a choice, let Gul 'dan's new toy go first. "
The second Battle of the Dark Portal, a completely different Battle of Cuel Salas officially began on the 2nd of June.
Hoot hoot hoot hoot. The distinctive horn of the High Elves sounded —
The horns of the Horde were usually rough and bold, while the horns of the Alliance were majestic and heroic, while the horns of the Elven Alliance were … f * cking, the horns of the Elven Alliance were completely used as trumpets. There were even buttons on the trumpets that could be played with cadence.
The Elven army, which the royal Sunstrider family had high hopes for, walked out of a lush green forest. The entire enemy's formation was presented in front of these elves who hadn't fought for nearly three thousand years.
The elves sneered. The Horde's formation was too scattered, like a group of beggars gathered together.
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