Volume 8: The Road to the Ancient Dragon Chapter 452 I Have a Friend
"Trash, all of them are trash."
Standing on the command platform, Badao Wuqing shook his head as he watched the orc army take turns attacking the elves' defense line, but were constantly beaten back by the elves' rain of arrows.
Adventurers can only be cannon fodder. Although they are not afraid of death and have strong small-scale combat capabilities, they often do not obey orders in large-scale wars. They will go forward when they see good equipment and retreat when they encounter danger.
Of course, the adventurers on the elves' side are similar.
At least now the adventurers of the tribe can fight back and forth with the adventurers of the opposing side. This is good news, Badao Wuqing comforted himself.
Dranosh Saurfang: "Great Warchief, let me attack. With only 10,000 wolf riders, I will crush the enemy's line and bring you the head of the elf woman."
Ba Dao Wuqing waved his hand. This little Saurfang just wanted to fight every day and couldn't keep his composure at all. He was really impressed.
He glanced at Xiaohou next to him. In comparison, Xiaohou was much more stable, and was looking at the battlefield with a thoughtful look on his face.
"Xiaohou, aren't you going to challenge me for a fight?"
Garrosh shook his head. "The elite of the Horde has not been deployed to the battlefield. They have only sent some small clans and adventurers to attack. The Warchief must have some purpose."
Ba Dao Wu Qing (Horde Chieftain): "Haha, yes, I do have a purpose. Good job, Garrosh, your vision is much better than your father's."
A cold snort came from behind, and Badao Wuqing brought back the topic without leaving a trace.
"My plan was to show weakness to the enemy and let the Elf King think that the tribe's army was not strong. Then they might pull their main force out of the city to fight a decisive battle with us. In this way, we can defeat those elven wizards in the wilderness, and the attack on Silvermoon City will be much easier. But I didn't expect that the Sun King was so cowardly and refused to be fooled."
This is indeed a depressing matter. Originally, Badao Wuqing was quite confident in his plan.
We have shown such weakness, but you elves are all so arrogant that you don't even come out to fight?
Over the past few days, there have been only a few ranger troops harassing us, and we haven't even seen a large-scale mage force. It is obvious that the other side has not sent out its main force to deal with the High Elves, who are famous for their magic.
Ba Dao Wu Qing (chief of the tribe): "But it doesn't matter. In the face of absolute power, even if they hold on, they will only survive. We will not play with them. We will send out the main force tomorrow morning to let these elf rangers realize what true power is."
After saying this, Badao Wuqing hesitated for a moment, his eyes passed across the chaotic battlefield, and looked at the ranger general who was commanding the soldiers to fight.
Although it was far away, the shaman accompanying the army gave him a farsightedness spell, so he could see it very clearly.
I have to say that the elf girls are really good-looking. Those ranger girls are all pretty and very pleasing to the eyes. In comparison, those tiger ladies on the tribe side are simply unbearable to look at.
The allied races I recruited are more ugly than the other, goblins, trolls, ogres , raven men, mushroom people... The males are quite majestic and domineering, but the females are just unbearable to look at.
Leading such a large army, one can say that he has a pure heart and few desires.
Grog Evil Eye (Death Knight): "What is the warchief thinking?"
Ba Dao Wu Qing (Horde Chieftain): "I'm wondering if we should try to capture Sylvanas alive."
Grogo Evil Eye had a strange expression on his face. "Boss, you are not a fan of Queen Xi, are you?"
Ba Dao Wu Qing's face suddenly turned red, "What the hell are you thinking, I just admire her a little bit, after all, our tribe respects warriors the most, and besides, Sylvanas was one of the leaders of the tribe in history, and the blood elves are also a race of the tribe. We have also captured a lot of elf captives these days. I was thinking whether we can capture Sylvanas alive and let her lead the elves to join the tribe, so that we can have another optional race.
Now that the elves have left the Alliance, if they could join the Horde, we would have a lot more adventurers."
Currently, the race with the most adventurers in the game is the elves. This is why Sylvanas's fan club can attract so many adventurers with just a wave of their hands. Even if it is not for Queen Sylvanas, they have to come back to join the battle for their hometown.
Just imagine that the number of adventurers of one race can compete with an entire tribe, and you will realize how exaggerated the number of elf players is.
There's no way around it. Elves are very good-looking, especially nowadays when aesthetics are becoming more feminine. The elves are made up of handsome men and beautiful women. In reality, a person with a five-point appearance can be up to seven or eight points if they choose the elves with a little adjustment. If you know how to pinch the face, it's not difficult to get a nine or ten-point appearance.
In comparison, if you choose goblins or orcs, even if you make them look fancy, it will only upgrade from being unbearable to being extremely ugly.
Therefore, the number of adventurers is the largest among all races. In fact, even in the World of Warcraft back then, blood elves were the most populous player group among all races.
If the tribe could recruit elves to join again, its strength would definitely increase greatly and its potential would be unlimited.
Grog Evil Eye shook his head. "I'm afraid it's not possible. Historically, the blood elves were despised by the Alliance, and Garithos, the great grudge, strongly rejected them. In addition, Sylvanas led the Forsaken to join the Horde at that time, which gave the blood elves an opportunity to join the Horde. Otherwise, given the feud between the elves and the orcs, how could they join?
Although the elves and the Alliance have separated in this version, their relationship is not that bad. At least there is still some friendship. We are at war with them now. How could they betray us? Sylvanas certainly can't do that, but Dar'Khan might be able to do that."
Ba Dao Wu Qing sighed, "Don't think about it. I have already sent someone to contact him. Dalkan has been killed long ago."
They knew how to look up information, and the elf players were not fools. A few years ago, several elven princes and princesses led a group of adventurers to get rid of the traitor Dalkan.
The Barov family of Alterac suffered the same fate. They were destroyed early on by the vicious princes of Alterac, and their castle and territory were divided up.
Grog Evil Eye was stunned for a moment. "Is that so? That's right... Hey, I have an idea. Why does Sylvanas have to live? We can just kill her. In history, wasn't Sylvanas killed by Arthas and then resurrected? Isn't that necromancy? I also know it. Then I can resurrect her as a Death Knight - no, it should be a Fel Knight - no, it should be a Fel Ranger."
Ba Dao Wu Qing discovered a problem, "Isn't your Death Knight made of orc souls and human bodies? Can he be resurrected directly?"
Although both are called Death Knights and are created using necromancy, the Death Knights in the Horde version and the Scourge version are strictly speaking very different.
The Scourge version of the Death Knight is directly resurrected using the power of the Death Artifact, retaining his original body and soul, but due to the influence of the artifact, he will be controlled by the holders of the Crown of Domination and Frostmourne, and the Death Knight uses the power of death.
The tribal version is more like resurrection, a technology first developed by Gul'dan. It uses necromancy to merge the soul of a dead orc warlock with the body of a human knight. Since the orc warlock himself possesses fel power, after resurrection he can not only use fel power but also the combat skills of a human knight, so he is also called a fel knight.
If Sylvanas were killed, her soul would probably not be left behind, and she would only be able to get a body. If the soul of an orc was stuffed into it, the scene would be too disgusting to even think about.
Moreover, the name of the resurrected Fel Knight is based on the name of his soul, so the name will definitely not be Sylvanas, but the name of the orc warlock.
Grogo Evil Eye said: "Don't worry about that. We can just create a female orc warlock hero and put the soul of the female orc warlock into it. I think the receptionist of our company is quite suitable. As for the name problem - hey, I got it. We can give it a similar name, such as Sylvanas, Sylvanas, Shivanas and so on.
The name of the Fel Ranger created in this way will no longer be noticeable as fake.
Then we can use Sylvanas' identity to trick those lickers into joining the Horde and serving the Horde. Isn't that wonderful?"
Ba Dao Wu Qing was stunned when he heard this, "You are really a talented person."
After thinking about it, I felt that doing this was a bit too shameless.
"I still think it's better to be alive. If you kill her and have to fight again, it would be a pity for Sylvanas's appearance."
As Badao Wuqing was speaking, he suddenly realized that the surrounding commanders were looking at him with strange eyes, and he immediately realized that he was suspected of being a bootlicker by saying this.
It is of course impossible to say that he is a bootlicker, but Badao Wuqing does like Queen Xi very much. After all, she is his childhood goddess.
When he was a child, he watched his father play World of Warcraft, so it can be considered a family inheritance.
But after thinking about it, I still have to put the overall situation first.
Ba Dao Wu Qing (Horde Chieftain): "How about this? Pass on my order. Capture Sylvanas tomorrow. It's best if she's alive, but dead is fine too."
Grog Evil Eye (Death Knight): "Hehehehe, that's right. As expected of the Great Chieftain, you can take it or leave it."
But I was secretly delighted in my heart, hahahaha, when I get Sylvanas's body, I can do whatever I want, and then I will inject my fel power into her body, and she will be my life-size figurine, hehehehehe...
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The fighting continued until evening.
The orc army finally retreated, leaving behind a pile of broken corpses, and fled in panic through the gaps between the woods in the direction they came from.
The Ranger Corps took advantage of the situation and chased for a while, pushing the front line five kilometers in the opposite direction.
They didn't stop until they arrived near the camp of the tribal army.
The Ranger Corps has no heavy weapons and lacks the fire support of the mage troops. They can only rely on bows and arrows to harass in the forest, but they have no ability to attack the camp.
However, this battle still boosted the morale of the rangers.
At night, huge bonfires were lit in the elf camp. Except for the sentinels monitoring the front line, the retreating soldiers and adventurers all gathered around the bonfires and cheered.
"Haha, those stupid orcs let us beat them like sons."
"It's so cool. It's really more exciting to fight on the battlefield."
"I killed several orc adventurers today and got a blue weapon. How about that? Awesome, right?"
"That's nothing. Our guild captured an orc warlord and got a purple weapon."
Listening to the adventurers' boasting, the God of Magic smiled and turned to walk into the general's tent.
The top leaders of the Elf Legion have all gathered here at this time.
Kael'thas, Sylvanas, the Wanderer, Kaya Windrunner, Vereesa Windrunner, Aqiang...
Although she had gone through a tough battle during the day and was left with several scars, Sylvanas looked high-spirited and in high spirits.
She was sitting by the fire, leaning against the Magic Spring Leopard. The white wolf was lying beside her legs, licking the wound on her thigh. The giant eagle next to her was looking at the white wolf and the Magic Spring Leopard with envy.
[Lick the Wounds (Pet Skill)
Use: Removes a bleeding effect from the target and restores a small amount of health. 】
Seeing the God of Law coming in at midnight, he immediately waved at him.
Sylvanas (Ranger General): "Ah, Midnight, you are finally here. I heard Kael'thas mention you. You are the descendant of the Mage family, the son of Midnight, right? I once fought alongside your father. It is an honor to be on the battlefield with you again. Your father was an excellent mage. Although his personality was not very friendly, he was a powerful ally on the battlefield. It is a pity that he died in the confrontation with the Firelord. If he saw your performance today, he would definitely be proud of you."
After hearing this, the Midnight God of Law looked a little strange and laughed dryly: "Haha, I am deeply honored by this."
Seeing that several generals around him were looking at him with admiration, Kael'thas also helped to introduce him.
"Midnight's grandfather, Darknight, participated in the First War of the Orcs. He fought alongside Prince Varian at the Dark Portal and helped to kill the orc chieftain, the Destroyer Blackhand. I think that with such an outstanding successor participating in this war, we will definitely have a better chance of winning. Maybe you can even repeat your grandfather's glory and kill another chieftain of the tribe with your own hands.
This will surely become a legend and be sung by the world.”
Hearing people talking about the great achievements of his 'grandfather', the Midnight God of Law inexplicably felt a little sad, even a little excited. He originally thought that everything would be gone if he died.
Unexpectedly, although the person is dead, his name has been passed down.
He also became a great hero in the eyes of others. Midnight God of Law suddenly felt a little emotional at this moment. This was probably what they called leaving their name in history.
Isn’t this the most attractive part of the hero template of this game and its significance?
Thinking of this, the God of Law in the middle of the night changed his usual decadence and finally cheered up.
He had shut down two accounts before, which made him want to throw the jar into chaos. Fortunately, the fans in the live broadcast room never gave up - to be more precise, those fans all wanted to know when and how he would shut down his account.
They even made bets in the live broadcast room.
Thinking about it now, I suddenly felt relieved.
Midnight Mage (Elementalist): "Becoming a legend is not my purpose for joining the war. I came here to help Silvermoon City win this battle. Although we have held on today, this war is still very difficult.
We can't stop the orc army with our current strength. I'm afraid we must find allies. I suggest you retreat to a safe place immediately. We have completed the task of delaying the enemy's advance. Silvermoon City is now well-defended. We should leave the front battlefield to them and we can launch an attack from the flank. "
In the middle of the night, the God of Law tried his best to analyze the situation on the battlefield.
"No need to go through so much trouble." Sylvanas said confidently, "I have prepared a strategy to defeat the orcs in one fell swoop. In tomorrow's battle, the Horde will be completely wiped out."
What? So powerful? Banye Mage was a little unconvinced. You are Ranger General Sylvanas, not the future Banshee Queen Sylvanas.
"Oh, what good plans does General Sylvanas have? I see we have a tough fight today."
“Haha, this is exactly what I want the enemy to see. In fact, I have been hiding the strength of my troops.
On the first day, I defeated an army of 5,000 orcs with 500 rangers. On the second day, I defeated an army of 50,000 orcs with 3,000 rangers.
Although new troops continued to join in afterwards, they always won with fewer troops.
From this I observed that the orcs' fighting power was not as fierce as the legend said, so I intentionally kept some troops from the battlefield.
Now I have gathered 30,000 troops, all of which are rangers from all over the place, but today I only sent 10,000 people to fight. Only 10,000 people repelled the attack of 100,000 orcs. If I send out all 30,000 troops tomorrow, how will the orcs respond? By then, I will definitely be able to defeat the orcs in one fell swoop. This is my plan."
The God of Magic listened for a long time in the middle of the night. He looked around and saw Kaya Windwalker and the Romantic Wanderer also had helpless expressions on their faces.
These NPCs don't know what's going on, but these players must know that the 100,000 adventurers are the main force.
As for those ranger troops, there is really not much difference between 10,000 and 30,000 people.
"General Sylvanas, why don't you consider it..."
Sylvanas pushed the dog's head off her thigh and stood up. "No need for that. I have thoroughly understood the orcs' strength in the past few days. It's time to launch the final attack. Vereesa, you will lead the left wing tomorrow, Kaya, you will lead the right wing, and Lieutenant Lor'themar, you will lead the reserve troops. I will personally lead the central army and we will attack from three sides and defeat the tribe in one fell swoop.
Prince Kael'thas, Prince of the Wandering Man, if you are ready to join the battle, then act with me. A head-on confrontation will require your magical support. It's a pity that His Majesty did not send reinforcements, otherwise the enemy would have no chance in this battle."
The latter sentence has a somewhat accusatory tone.
Sylvanas's meaning was obvious. If the enemy was so weak, why did they hide in the city and not come out? If she was equipped with several thousand mage troops, she would be able to defeat the orcs on the opposite side.
Kael'thas was so excited that his face turned red. "General Sylvanas, I will personally participate in the battle. See you on the battlefield tomorrow."
The romantic wanderer was naturally not willing to be outdone, "Shiva, I will protect you."
When the meeting was over, the three players found a place to hold a small meeting.
The romantic wanderer lamented, "No, absolutely not, it will definitely be over tomorrow."
The Night God of Law also looked solemn, "Indeed, the tribe's strength is definitely more than this. I'm afraid it will be dangerous tomorrow. I think we must find a way."
Kaya Windrunner: "How about finding someone to help? What about your friends who participated in the first Battle of Black Gate? Can you contact them?"
It has been two years since the first Battle of Black Gate. The heroic players who were able to fight against the orcs side by side with Varian were all the top players in the game at that time. After that battle, they all upgraded and advanced in unison. Then, after another two years of accumulation, only a few unlucky ones like Night Elf and Dawnblade, who died and had to start over, have remained.
Anyone who has survived to this day is definitely a top-level expert.
Midnight God of Law shook his head, "It's difficult. Those people gathered together because of the opening of the Dark Portal. We are not very familiar with each other. Although we added each other as friends after the war, we don't contact each other often. Even if I look for them, they may not come.
Moreover, these guys play very wildly and go everywhere.
Some sail out to sea and never return.
Some hid in the library of Dalaran and studied magic diligently.
Some roam the wilderness and live with wild animals.
There was even one who studied astral magic and teleported himself to an unknown planet.
Anyway, I'll try my best, but I can't guarantee that I can attract many people."
The romantic wanderer nodded and said, "Don't be afraid, I can find someone."
Kaya Windrunner asked curiously, "Oh, why don't I know any experts you know?"
This group of elf heroes knew each other and had some understanding of each other.
"That's not the case, but I have money. I can hire a studio to join the battle. I don't ask for defeating the orcs, but at least to protect Shiva's safety."
"Tsk tsk tsk, you're calling me shiva shiva. Let me tell you, my second sister is very proud and arrogant. A young man like you is not her type. If you want to win my heart, you must show some heroic spirit, like single-handedly defeating a tribal chieftain or something."
"Hey, speaking of heroes, I just remembered that I have a friend who is very powerful. Maybe I can ask him for help."
