Anduin knew that as long as the tribe was strong enough to penetrate the front of the alliance and the front of the central formation, the alliance would be in a miserable state.

That’s right, the ones behind the central formation are all private soldiers from all over Lordaeron. To put it nicely, they are private soldiers, but to put it badly, they are armed to the teeth... Farmer!

Not to mention other strong troops, even if Duke's 30,000 private soldiers were replaced, one charge could kill the 100,000 people running all over the mountain.

At this time, Anduin hoped to hold the 100,000 elite soldiers of the Storm Kingdom in his hand. Unfortunately, the Storm Kingdom could not be careless in restoring the country. Although Duke clearly pointed out that even if only his 30,000 private soldiers could be restored successfully, most of the Storm Kingdom soldiers were sent to Alvin, including the Griffon Legion.

It's not Duke, Ryan or Anduin who wants it, but Terenas is too ‘passionate’.

"We originally agreed to support your restoration of the country. Now we feel uncomfortable if we don't send troops to help. I'm sorry for our allies. We can't even bring your own troops, right?"

It makes sense!

Anduin would not know that the Storm Kingdom, which had only less than five thousand soldiers left in the original history, certainly needed the support of the alliance to restore the country. It was not necessary in this life at all!

Because of Duke's appearance, not only did the elite soldiers who should have been abandoned survive, but also the cultivation of farmland in Hillsbrad Hills has almost fought more and more soldiers in the Storm Kingdom.

If it weren't for the damage to the war and the lack of military force, it wouldn't be a big deal to pull 300,000 soldiers out. Anyway, keeping 100,000 troops directly under the kingdom and 30,000 Duke's private troops is a very ideal force.

Anyway, Terenas' kindness this time is as if your mother thought you were cold and insisted on wearing down in autumn. It is hard to refuse.

In this way, the Storm's large troops were pulled back to Alvin. Cooperating with the Western Wilderness People's Army that was previously formed, it was definitely more than enough on the Western Front.

However, Losa did not have a legion with enough troops, and only a small army of 5,000 people was left. In a sense, Terenas perfectly undermined Losa's power.

Looking into the distance, Anduin sighed deeply: "Fortunately, we still have the Red Dragon Legion ace in hand."

That's right, according to Duke, the Red Dragon Legion can indeed be dispatched, but this comes at a price.

"There's no way. Those damn dragons are all guys who are tempted by money. They do hate the tribe, but it's okay to kill their main force. If they want them to fly far away, they will definitely have to pay for the trip. Not much. They will send 2 million gold coins at a time to ensure that at least one ancient dragon of ten thousand years is under the pressure of the formation, and at least five young dragons of thousand years are present to work."

The alliance originally did not believe what Duke said.

Why?

The Red Dragon Legion has always taken protecting the world as its mission. After fighting the demons for tens of thousands of years, it has confiscated money once. In that era, the previous guardian, Egwen, was on call. As a result, a mage Dalaran, who did not believe in evil, contacted the Red Dragon Queen and was immediately sent back by Alextasa.

"This is a battle between the mortal world, and the Red Dragon Legion should not have been involved. At least we have some personal grudges with the tribe and are willing to attack. Don't ask me for details. If you want to ask Duke, I'll leave it to him."

Even the queen said so. The alliance bosses who could not defeat the bunker group outside the Tielu Castle before could only pinch their noses and admit their accounts and pay.

Well, Duke took the money openly, and then secretly followed the dragon two and ones that came out to move. You half and I half, and you are divided into the spoils!

Duke even kept this matter away from Ryan and Anduin.

But no matter what, with the Red Dragon Legion as the ace, any commander will be full of confidence!

This is the theory, but Anduin still thinks... it's a bit inappropriate.

Because it's too abnormal.

Why did the tribe dare to make an appointment even though he knew that there was Red Dragon help from the alliance?

This is not a one-on-one fight between the generals, it is a decisive battle of hundreds of thousands of people!

Perhaps it can all be attributed to the orc's violent character and fearless courage.

But Anduin still felt uneasy.

Now, nothing is useless to say.

The arrow has to be fired on the string.

The food and grass of nearly 300,000 people made Anduin sad every day. After all, the place of the decisive battle was not any alliance territory, but a scorching canyon where almost no grass grows.

Even in the wetlands, when Danmoro and Lockmodan, the southern continents, launched the Liberation War, Duke had already saved 300,000 troops in the Ironforge through sea transportation for three months of food, and Anduin still felt a headache.

Transporting food is too troublesome.

Either take a detour through Lockmodan and circle a 300-kilometer circle; or be forced to set off from Ironforge, pass through the snow-capped mountain path of Danmoro, and pass through the huge mountain tunnel through the huge mountain tunnel.

The first road is that it is very costly, and there are wild beasts everywhere on the road. The soldiers escorted the food team's long swords were almost stained with blood every day.

The second road is slow, and because the mountain road is narrow, the transportation volume is too small.

In a sense, alliances are less likely to be delayed than tribes.

"Can you only fight?" Anduin's muttering to himself made Uther, who was not far away, frown.

"Wuwuwu--" The horn sounds with their own characteristics echoed in the military formations of both the alliance and the tribe.

The scene before my eyes seemed to be a coincidence 2800 years ago.

Above the Arachi Highlands, the flags from various human clans shine in the sun. The knights have no helmets, and the only exquisite equipment is the spear in their hands and the sword at their waists. They don't even have armor. Because they are facing trolls who stand taller than they are on horseback.

Under the power of trolls, any human armor is quite pale.

But unlike that time, there was a great man in front of them and shouted to them: "Are you afraid of warriors from all clans, the strongest knights of mankind?"

The knights at that time made the only answer with their guns, their swords, and their lives.

What about now?

Anduin's line of sight began to extend from the front to the distance.

What did he see?

I saw the crooked Central Army of Lordaeron.

I saw the Lordaeron soldiers chatting.

I saw the Lordaeron noble knight who was wearing more gorgeous and fancy than a masquerade.

Anduin's eyes were twitching, and he had to pray secretly: "Moglani, if you have such a group of nobles who are good at meritoriousness, your Blood Crusade must work hard!"

As if hearing Anduin's prayer, Moglani looked at several positions in his team with a little disgust. (To be continued.)
Chapter completed!