Whose tears were flying?
Whose applause was ringing out?
For the citizens of Lordaeron who claimed to be the best in the world, yesterday was definitely the most uneasy day.
They used to think that war was so far away.
The nobles sang and danced as usual. There were still hundreds of banquets and dances every month. Those great nobles would hold thousand-person masquerade balls and provide hundreds of desserts at banquets.
The peaceful thoughts of the nobles were greatly amplified.
The citizens naturally enjoyed the peace and prosperity.
Yesterday, everything changed.
The savage Orcs broke through the layers of defense, crossed the mountains, and killed their way into the city. Even though most of the Orcs were killed on the city walls, there were still a few who broke through the defense lines and started killing in the city.
The strongest troops in Lordaeron were all stationed at the city walls. They had no choice but to hand over the task of killing the Orcs to the city guards. These city guards, who had not undergone strict military training, were good enough to deal with gangsters, but they were not enough against the elites of the Blackrock Clan.
The number of Orcs that broke into the city was 68.
These 68 Orcs had caused nearly 5,000 casualties. On average, each Orc had killed two or more city guards, and caused more than three or more civilian casualties.
Almost every family in the eastern district had a funeral.
The citizens of Lordaeron panicked. Even though there were more than 30,000 Alliance troops stationed at the back, many citizens and nobles woke up from nightmares. There was even a guy who shouted "the Orcs are coming" in his nightmare. This caused a chain reaction of panic and caused more than 100 people to trample each other.
It was only until Duque asked Arthas to activate the magical lights throughout the city that the soldiers of Lordaeron sang the Lordaeron military song when they patrolled that the citizens of Lordaeron felt a little more at ease.
Just like that, the people of Lordaeron welcomed Lord Mograine's 8,000 cavalry the next day. Then, two days later, they waited for the exhausted King Terenas to return with his main force.
Even though they were forced to return, Terenas and his infantry were welcomed back like heroes. Almost every citizen gathered at the west gate and welcomed the return of their army with the most passionate and sincere cheers.
This was not a triumphant return worth bragging about. All the people wanted was a sense of security. Terenas was not in the mood to deal with the enthusiastic people. He hurried back to the palace. There, Deputy Commander Duque, General Laing, General Solas, General Kudran, and Major General Haas had been waiting for a long time.
Terenas did not put on any airs as the leader of the alliance. He followed the rules of the alliance and bowed to Duque, Laing, and the other kings.
"Thank you very much, Deputy Commander-in-Chief, the three generals, and our allies for the rescue of Rotterdam City. Without your help, Lordaeron would be forever shamed. "Terenas was serious. If it wasn't for Duque, he would be a stray dog now.
"You're too polite, Alliance Leader. Didn't we establish this alliance to help each other today? If we don't work together, humans, dwarves, and elves will all be killed by the Horde. We may not even be qualified to be slaves. "Duque was also very polite.
The kings exchanged pleasantries as well.
After the necessary formalities, Terenas did not hesitate. "Alright, let me get straight to the point. Although I also think that 300,000 soldiers are needed to ensure that Rotterdam City will not be attacked by the Horde, the truth is that Rotterdam City does not have enough food to sustain 300,000 soldiers and 400,000 civilians for a long period of time. In the past, Rotterdam has always been providing food, weapons, and soldiers to the various countries. Now, it's Rotterdam's turn to need the support of the various countries. "
He spread out his palms, asking for money, rations, soldiers, everything.
The leaders of the various countries felt bitter.
The Wildhammer Dwarves almost never farmed. They lived a half-farming, half-herding life. Usually, they let their Gryphons fly around the mountains to catch food for themselves.
Solas' Arathi Highlands had just been plowed by the Horde's locusts. If it wasn't for the fact that he didn't need cavalry to defend Torrentburg, he wouldn't have even sent out his soldiers.
Alterac's home had just been raided less than a week ago, and there wasn't even a single blade of grass left.
After all the twists and turns, Dalaran, which was relatively stable, was the wealthiest among all the countries. The next richest was the Stormwind Kingdom, which had been a disaster for more than a year. The summer harvest in the Hillsbrad Hills could not be hidden from anyone. Unfortunately, Stormwind had hundreds of thousands of mouths to feed.
As soon as Terenas spoke, there was an awkward silence.
Fortunately, everyone could remain silent except for Duque. The Alliance had been fighting with the Horde for so long, and everyone had unknowingly gotten used to Duque being the real boss.
The coordination was under Duque's control.
The logistics and magical fields were under Duque's control.
Even the command of most of the countries' military, as well as the recruitment of new members, were under Duque's control.
If Lothar wasn't busy dealing with the western battlefield, everyone would have almost forgotten that Lothar was the commander-in-chief. There were also troops from Rotterdam, Gilnis, and the Dalajan.
Facing the gazes of the kings, Duque's expression was calm.
"Who said we're going to fight a long and drawn-out battle? Why can't we be more optimistic? Now is the best time for us to wipe out the main force of the Horde! "
As soon as he said that, all the big shots were stunned.
Their thoughts really could not keep up with Duque's pace. Weren't the Horde invincible now? Didn't they see that no one could stop the Horde's advance?
The flames of war had already spread across the entire northern continent. In the eyes of the kings, there was no safe place in the entire continent. From the southernmost Arathi Highlands to the northernmost Long Song Forest, from the westernmost Southflow Coast to the easternmost Hinterlands, the Horde could be seen everywhere.
Even though the Alliance had the upper hand on the western battlefield, they could not do anything to the remaining 100,000 Horde.
Alterac had just been destroyed, and now Duque actually said that they could wipe out the main force of the Horde?
If it was the Duque from a year ago, he would probably have to face endless doubts and even ridicule at this moment. But now, Duque …
Solas laughed, Laing laughed, and Kudran laughed. Almost all the kings who were fighting at the eastern battlefield looked at Duque with kind eyes. Everyone was in a relaxed mood as they waited for Duque to say the answer that they had been waiting for for a long time.
To be honest, Terenas was very nervous just now. In order to obtain the position of the leader of the alliance, the Rotterdam Kingdom had put in a lot of effort. However, he was not sure if his and his country's efforts would be reciprocated at this critical moment. Now, it seemed that the countries of the alliance were not only reliable under Duque's coordination, but could also give him enough surprises.
Duque smiled and opened a real-time image of a magic message. "Latest news, Gul 'dan sold Orgrim."
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