Five days later, on the Tarenmere front, the war that was forced to suspend due to the sudden appearance of a little girl was finally completely restored and Marshal Reginald Windsol of the Stormwind Alliance observed that there seemed to be no changes in the opponent's military formation, nor did he worry the most about joining some powerful new fire elemental creatures. He finally completely relieved and commanded the army to gather at the front line again.

Now, Reginald Windersol plans to conduct a tentative general attack of the great army. Since the Stormwind Alliance has joined the new Delaney troops, the military strength has been strengthened again. On the other hand, there seems to be no changes in the Fire Alliance except for one more demigod mage. Even if the Silver Hand Paladins had completely recovered a few days ago, he decided to test it!

Anyway, you will have to fight sooner or later, so it’s okay to try it. It’s best to win! If you lose, at most it’s just a confrontation.

On the long front of the Stormwind City Alliance, they left the barracks and simple defense lines and came to the wilderness under the high ground. A plaque infantry wearing bright white thick steel plate armor, blue top fluff helmets, and blue battle robes, holding a sharp spear, sharp sword and tough steel shield, standing under the golden lion flag of Stormwind City with gold edges and blue bottoms!

In the gap between their narrow steel helmets, they only saw a pair of cold eyes. They have been preparing for this battle today! They are looking forward to the upcoming battle!

Behind the strongest elite heavy armored legion soldiers in Stormwind City were the dwarf archers with muskets in hand, mortar arches, heavy artillery for siege and a small number of roaring steam tanks.

Of course, in addition to the main forces of humans and dwarves, on both sides of the central army formation, there are also a small number of night elf shooters, a large number of Draenei Paladins and Miraculous female Paladins who are significantly taller than those of Stormwind City.

Their formation looked over and it almost filled the wilderness in front of the two sides! The neat military force put strong psychological pressure on the Flame Alliance troops, also on the defense line of Tarenmere Heights.

The two sides have been confronting each other for so long. In the past six months, this is probably the first time that the Stormwind City Alliance has put on the stance of trying to conquer Tarenmill in one go!

"Heron Viron! How are your Draenei troops now?"

Looking at his huge elite legion of nearly 50,000 people, Marshal Reginald Windersol, who was riding on the Golden Armored War Horse, looked around with satisfaction. After not finding any mistakes, he looked at the Kiru, who was emitting golden holy light energy and inspiring his morale in front of the formation, and finally curled his lips and turned his head to ask the prophet Weilun who was standing beside him.

"Marson, please rest assured that our elite troops of the Delaney people are very powerful!"

"But... I'm still a little worried... You have also seen that the space between this high ground is not large, and each time the soldiers are allowed to rush up will be at most three or two thousand, and the opponent is condescending... This may be very unfavorable to our attack!"

In a mountain battlefield like this, where there is only one road upward, the defense has a huge advantage!

As the attacking party, Viron really doesn't want to rush forward like this! Because if there are few people, they will be quickly destroyed by the enemy. If there are too many people, they will be crowded together, not enough to be bombed by other people's artillery, magic or catapults! If possible, Viron even thought of using his spaceship to airlift the troops behind the opponent, and then launch a front and back attack?

However, thinking about the other party's air forces and the powerful fire eagle that could breathe, he regretfully gave up this unrealistic idea and did not dare to send the precious transport boat that they had the last remaining to use to die.

"Of course I know! But we have no other choice! Now, we can only attack Tarenmill as soon as possible while the opponent has not recovered from the previous few days' strike! Otherwise, I am worried that more variables will appear if I delay."

"It's useless to think too much! Now, let's start!"

Looking at the defense lines built by rocks, horses, sandbags and wood on the mountain road in the distance, Reginad Windersol, as the marshal, knew that this army attack test would definitely suffer a heavy loss regardless of whether it was won or not, but now, he had to do that!

In fact, war is so ruthless, there is no right or wrong, only victory or defeat! At this time, either you die or I die! Any mercy or retreat is meaningless. Only victory, and only one of your own side wins, that is the only way out!

Of course, this time, they will not suppress the entire army, but will only send a few waves of attacks. If they really cannot see the results, they will still retreat honestly.

"The forward starts attacking! The guns and shields are in front, swords and shields are behind, dense formations, and overall advancement!"

"The archers began to shoot freely, and all artillery bombarded the enemy's front with all their might! The tank troops were careful, followed the forward and approached the bombardment!"

With Marshal Reginald Windersol's hand wave, soon a professional military commander galloped out, waving flags and giving orders one by one!

Then, the storm armored formation of about ten or hundreds of people slowly stepped forward, lined up in dense formations, and took neat steps toward hundreds of meters away. The flame alliance Lordaeron plate armored infantry on the slope of the highland, which also slapped neat formations, steadily pressed over.

Following them were teams of dwarf musketeers and those neat tanks roaring! Of course, there were also dwarfs or gnome artillery soldiers who were two or three people in groups, carrying mortars and shells, and quickly followed up in small steps. Because the range of mortars was a little short when bombarding from bottom to top, they needed to take the risk to follow closer!

And those rows of steam tanks did not walk on the main roads of the net, but were only planning to drive closer to the shelling place?

Because, during the six-month confrontation, their Stormwind City coalition had learned a lesson: once those unreliable steam tanks were blown up by enemy magic or explosives on the only main road, they would have an extremely serious impact on the attack if they were blocking the road! If someone was sent to clear the obstacles here, it would cause second casualties, which would not be worth the loss...

"Hmph! Finally came, I knew that old fox Reginard Windersol would be unable to help it!"

"Let the high elf ranger of Quel's Thalas prepare. When the locals enter a distance of 300 meters, they will perform a round of shooting. Let's see the effect first!"

First, he looked at the heavy plate armored legion of more than a thousand people on the other side, and then the Grand Marshal Garythers, who was on a high ground command platform, immediately issued the first order.

Although the opponent's distance may be a bit far, the condescending elf ranger troops, with superb skills, can easily shoot to a distance of 300 meters.

Seeing the messenger waving the flag and issuing orders, Garithers turned to look at a stone squarest in the distance, and found that the little girl had indeed arrived from the palace of the City of Fire as promised and was about to attend the station. He finally breathed a sigh of relief.

As long as the other party is there, no matter what popcorn they are eating and drinking drinks at the same time, they can at least not worry about the powerful threat of the golden shining tangram in the distance, right?

"Drink! Drink!"

In the distance, the elite vanguards of Stormwind City's forwards shouted slogans loudly, and finally entered about three hundred meters away from the Flame Alliance defense line. They were still moving forward at a speed of neither slow nor anxious. Perhaps, they would only charge suddenly until the last fifty meters away?

"The Rangers' Force obey orders!"

When the enemy entered the first tentative attack distance set by Grand Marshal Gallithers, the ranger general Lorthema Theron of the High Elf Rangers unit stood next to rows of neatly arranged rangers of about three thousand people, and took the lead in drawing the bow.

"The distance between three hundred meters in front is full of bowstrings, and the angle is forty degrees... let it go!!!"

He directly pulled his Ranger General's longbow to the full string position, then adjusted the angle slightly, and gave the other male and female Rangers enough time to adjust for a few seconds, Lothama shouted suddenly and let go of his right hand pulling the bowstring, allowing an armor-breaking arrow to accelerate from his fingers and shoot out in an instant!

Buzz! Buzz! Buzz! Buzz!

The next moment, a sound of long arrows shaking the air and the bowstrings vibrated. Then, no matter whether it was the Fire Alliance or the Stormwind City Alliance opposite, they only saw a large area of ​​black and fast arrows, shooting down at the gun shield or sword shield plate armor infantry that had already taken a neat pace and reached a distance of 300 meters!

"Risk the shield!!!"

The officers in the formation commanding the vanguards in Stormwind City obviously also discovered the rapid rain of arrows. So, with a loud shout, the soldiers raised their heavy shields in one go to block their heads and continued to move forward, without a trace of chaos at all.

Buzz!!

Du! Bang! Bang!

With less than two seconds as the soldiers of Stormwind raised their shields, the long arrows were nailed down at the soldiers of Stormwind who were raising their shields in unison with sharp screams!

"ah!!"

“Um…”

“…”

Soon, under the baptism of the rain of arrows, although most of the arrows fell into emptied, a small number of people attacked the heads of more than ten hundred-person plate armor arrays that were raising their shields! Most of them were bounced away by thick steel shields and strong plate armor. Of course, a small number were directly nailed to the shields or soldiers' plate armor, causing damage to the bodies inside!

There were also some lucky arrows that were stinging along the necks or hands and feet of the plate armor, causing more than 20 Stormwind City Plate Armor soldiers to either leave the team and fall to the ground and wail, or simply fall silently on the weeds that have been dyed red by many wars, and never move again...

“…”

Obeying the order, after a volley, Rothama, who saw that the effect was not good, did not order the attack again.

He also knew that the Rangers' troops did not have too high damage to these heavily armored targets. It was wise to wait until they got closer and let the superb rangers shoot directly at the gaps in the opponent's helmets or deal with those light armored or non-armored targets.

"Architecture troops, prepare to deal with the enemy's artillery! Cast carts, focus on attacking those dwarf mortar troops!"

"Magic troops are careful and be sure to remove those tanks as soon as possible! The Rangers troops are ready to focus on attacking the enemy's musketeers!"

Finally, after the enemy infantry formation was overwhelmed by a round of arrow rain, the steam tanks, mortar troops and musket shooters behind the enemy pressed up, Garithers issued a new order again.

Now, the ground power of their defensive side, besides a large number of infantry, the Knights of the Silver Hands, and the Rangers and Magisters of the High Elves, only a small number of artillery and a large number of catapults. The defense is barely enough, so there is no need to think about counterattack and attack.

If they hadn't been condescending and the long-range troops had not suffered any loss, I'm afraid that this place would have been unable to be defended long ago.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

At this time, the mortar troops following the plate-armed infantry in Stormwind City finally started the first round of shooting, causing mortar shells to cross far above the infantry legion that had not yet reached a distance of 200 meters, and directly hit one side of the Fire Alliance and exploded a bunch of fire, causing many unexpected defensive troops to be blown away or shaken into the defense lines.

"Hmph! Limited attention is not right, three hundred meters of free shooting, kill the bronze bearded dwarfs and gnomes!"

Seeing that the opponent actually launched the first round of artillery attacks, Lothama waved his hand and countless arrows flew out, instantly nailing the dwarves and dwarfs who had almost no armor to the ground!

However, those enemies who were not hit stubbornly loaded again and let the mortars fly up with obvious black smoke tail flames...

At this time, more neat tanks and dwarf archers rushed over, and countless musket explosions and the noisy steam boiler of neat tanks sounded. Then, various long-range means of both sides, powerful artillery shells, mortars, flying magic fireballs, ice bombs, bows and arrows, huge stones, burning full pots, etc., began to shoot at each other without any money!

A battle between the Fire Alliance against Stormwind City Alliance has finally begun...

The Endless Sea, nearly a hundred nautical miles away from the Great Vortex, in this sea area that is barely affected by the Great Vortex current, countless tribes of warships and troop ships are on standby here.

On these ships, expedition warriors from tribes such as orcs, trolls, taurens, Forgotten, and wild boars, they were all staying on these rough but very strong wooden ships, waiting to head to the Eastern Kingdom.

In fact, in addition to going to the Lordaeron continent to participate in the attack on the Fire Alliance, they must leave several fortress strongholds in the Eastern Kingdom and grab a few pieces of land from the Stormwind Alliance, they also have to ambush Admiral Delin Prodmore here to prevent him from going to the Eastern Kingdom to find trouble for their orcs or others!

"Chief! The shamans have set up the storm area and the ceremony has ended... If the information given to us by that human woman is correct, as long as the Seventh Fleet really wants to pass by this area, by that time, our powerful storm will surely blow all their fleets into that big vortex!"

Here, the largest and most hideous giant ship with a horn-colliding ship with hideous huge beast bones and fangs on the bow, King Sarufar walked to Saru's side in a muffled voice and said to the chief who was standing at the bow of the boat and looking at the sea in the distance.

"Sar..."

"Are you sure, can she really believe that woman named Jaina? That Dalyn Prodmore is her biological father. I don't think she will do that! Don't trust those humans too much, they are very cunning!"

"If it were me, as long as it was my father, even if he did something wrong, I would use my hands and my battle axe to help him! Instead of... betraying him!"

King Sarufar obviously did not trust the woman named Jaina Prodmoore. In fact, he was wary of all human beings and would not trust them unconditionally!

In fact, as an orc, a real orc warrior, Sarufar had only one lifelong pursuit, that is, in a head-on decisive battle with the enemy, he was gloriously killed on the battlefield! Instead of being a humble sneak attacker like now, he had to use the information sold by a despicable woman to deal with her own biological father!

This shameless behavior will make him feel that it will greatly affect the supreme honor of his warrior! He is ashamed to be with that kind of woman, which will make him feel disgusted!

"Sarufal, my brother...you may have misunderstood Jaina, he is not as bad as you think..."

"But you are right, that Jaina... I choose to trust her! I believe that the reason she did this was just for the overall situation of the Horde and the Stormwind Alliance, for this Azeroth World... You should know that once the Illidan plot of the Fire Alliance succeeded, the endless Burning Legion could flood into this world and destroy our new home, destroy Orgrimmar, and destroy all of us..."

"So, she was very determined to do this... We must learn to understand her and trust her... instead of unreasonable speculation and abuse!"

After stepping forward and patting Sarufar, the brother he respects most and trusts most, he turned his head and looked at the sea in the distance.

Now they have been here early and stayed there for almost ten days. The ceremony of the Great Storm has been completed. Just wait for the arrival of the Seventh Fleet of Dalin Prodmore. Then, they can launch the storm and watch each other struggle in the storm area and slowly be blown into the vortex...

After that, after dealing with the enemy Dalin, who had always been hostile to the tribe, they could continue sailing east with confidence and land directly on the northwest coast of the Tirisfalinland land, step ahead of the Stormwind Alliance, directly capture the empty defense of Lordaeron and completely occupy that place!

“…”

Now, everything is ready, just waiting for the Seventh Fleet to fall into the trap.

Hopefully, Dalin doesn't let them wait too long, right? Now, if we calculate the time, it should be in the next two days, and the other party will come to this area. If the route map Jaina gave them is not wrong...

"Great Chief! Not good!!!"
To be continued...