It hadn't been an easy day!
The situation of the battle had been reported to Lothar. Lothar, who knew the army well, was also clear about how advantageous the current situation was for the alliance.
If Orgrim really led the elites to attack Rotterdam City, it would undoubtedly be a fatal blow to the morale of the alliance. To be honest, hundreds of thousands of people had died in the war, and the actual number of deaths was definitely more than a million.
In particular, the lands of the various countries had fallen one after another. If Rotterdam, the symbol of the spirit of the alliance, were to fall, the morale of the alliance would definitely collapse, and the kings of the various countries would only care about themselves.
However, Duque managed to defend Rotterdam City. Not only did he manage to defend it, but he also created an opportunity to annihilate the Orcs. Even Lothar, a veteran commander who had been immersed in the military for the first half of his life, felt that he was inferior to Lin Li.
At the beginning of the establishment of the alliance, Laing and Andoine had the mentality that they would die on the battlefield even if they had to cling to the ideals of restoring their nation. Now, they really saw hope for the revival of Stormwind.
The tribe was already weak, and they were just short of a blow to make the tribe go from being on the offensive to being on the defensive.
"Well done!" Laing said softly, but he had subconsciously tightened his grip.
Laing's grip was not as strong as Andoine's, but it was not much weaker.
Duque felt a little pain.
Andoine, the bastard, glanced at Aurelia who was waiting quietly not far away, and then solemnly said to Duque, "Duque, it's time for you to train up."
"F * ck!" Duque cursed.
Almost at the same time, Andoine was almost hit by an arrow. An arrow made of wind brushed past Lothar's head. If it weren't for the fact that the commander had reacted quickly and lowered his head, he would probably have turned from a handsome man with long hair to a bald man.
Alleria's noble and elegant demeanor, that smile that would make anyone feel as if they were bathing in the spring breeze … Who would have thought that this Windrunner general, who theoretically belonged to the Stormwind Kingdom, had just "assassinated" the commander of the Alliance?
It was over.
The highest level of the Alliance's military conference officially began.
The topic was very simple. It was how to wipe out the two invading tribes.
Just as Andoine arrived at Rotterdam City, Grom Hellscream's tribal army had already arrived less than 30 kilometers to the west of Rotterdam City. Of course, the Silverpine Forest Southern Army led by Lothar was also thirty kilometers behind this tribal army.
After confirming the battle report again, Andoine raised his head and asked Duque, "Are you sure the tribe in the west doesn't know about Gul 'dan's betrayal?"
Duque shrugged. "I can only say 90%. After all, there is no magic communication in the tribe. Moreover, I've already ordered Kudran's griffins to intercept any messengers from the tribe's dragonriders day and night. "
Kudran's rumbling voice sounded: "My compatriots have tried their best. I sent thirty squads to take turns to sweep the area, but they did not find any dragon riders."
Duque waved his hand to show that it was fine. "According to my calculations, even Orgrim's main force would only find out about Gul'dan's escape tonight. The terrain of the Alterac Mountains is too complicated. Intercepting messengers is not very effective. However, as long as we can intercept the messengers heading to the western front … "
At this time, almost all the big shots' eyes lit up.
There were no fools here. Everyone could imagine how the morale of the main force of Orgrim near the Alterac Mountains would be affected when they found out about Gul'dan's betrayal.
Retreat was almost an inevitable choice.
More importantly, the western army of the Horde still did not know!
Grom's people were still foolishly following the previous orders and heading to Rotterdam City to prepare for the two armies to join forces and attack the city.
To be honest, if Gul'dan's two clans were here. 150,000 elites of the Horde, a large number of Twin-headed Ogres and Mages, as well as a freakishly strong Gul'dan, it would be hard to tell who would win if they fought against the Alliance.
But it was completely different now.
The Alliance could use the time difference to gather their forces and take down the western army of the Horde when the main force of Orgrim wanted to retreat.
That way, the entire Tirisfal Forest would not be destroyed. Be it Rotterdam or the Alliance, they would have more confidence to launch a counterattack.
This was a great opportunity to take revenge on the Horde, and even build a career!
It was an unprecedented glory to annihilate a tribal army in an organized way!
Everyone cast their eager gazes at Andoine.
At this time, Andoine looked at Duque instead. "If I want you to defend Rotterdam City to the death and not let a single tribe come to the west of Rotterdam City for three days, how many troops do you need?"
Without hesitation, Duke raised his palm, and his five fingers appeared in front of his eyes.
"50,000?" Andoine looked at it and felt that it was a little too little. But since Duque said it was possible, it should not be a problem. In the entire Alliance, there was no other commander under his command who could make him feel at ease. Turayan grew quickly, but Turayan was the kind of general who did things step by step. He could do any task assigned to him well, but he could not create surprises, not to mention miracles.
In the next second, Duque made everyone look at his miraculous halo.
"No, I mean, leave me a squadron of Gryphon Knights. Together with Cuel Salas and my Rangers and Mages, 5,000 people will be enough. Any more is just to make up the numbers. If you like it, leave 30,000 new soldiers and 5,000 city guards for me. "
The city guards would not be counted as combat power by the big shots of the Alliance. Everyone knew that infantrymen who had not gone through strict military training would be like sending food to the elites of the Upper Tribes. Of course, it was another matter for some of the experts who had reached the level of champion knights.
Orgrim wouldn't let his entire frontline army be annihilated. Even if they really wanted to break out of the encirclement, a hundred and fifty thousand elite Beastmen breaking out of the encirclement was a completely different concept in terms of deterrence compared to fifty thousand Beastmen.
It was conceivable that even if Orgrim retreated, he would find a way to go through the north of Rotterdam City and meet up with Grom's Western Legion before leaving in a dignified manner. Without a complete defensive line, the Alliance would have no choice but to send the 150,000-strong Horde out of the Northern Continent as if they were sending off a king.
As for when they would launch a counterattack on the Southern Continent, only God knew.
Now, Du Ke actually boasted that five thousand men would be enough?
There was a commotion in the meeting room.
Duque sighed. "Alright, let me show you the new product of my weaponry workshop — [Kill Three Thousand Type A]."
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