"Don't need tactics to attack directly?" Varian looked puzzled, in his eyes, the High Elf High Lord in front of him was known for his scheming and military affairs.

"There's no need." Patrick raised his eyebrows: "This time we have the advantage, but we, for the Twilight Sect, we don't need to talk so much about morality, just destroy them directly." ”

"However, it is a taboo for soldiers to underestimate the enemy's rash advance and not know the command." Muradin made his point. "If we go straight over like this, we will undoubtedly give the Twilight Sect a chance."

"Giving the enemy a breather and looking forward is also a taboo for soldiers." Patrick didn't care, but told the truth: "Do you think there is one of you here who can deploy troops from other camps?" ”

"There is no need to formulate an overall strategic layout, the large forces of our three parties can directly surround the Longmian Temple from the east, west, and south, trap them in the Longmian Temple, and then eradicate them all, which is the right way. Each camp only needs to be under the command of the troops in its own camp, which also maximizes the advantages of multiple group armies in combat, and at the same time avoids the drawbacks of cross-camp command, unclear orders, and unclear commands. ”

"What about the north?" Varian thought Patrick's suggestion was a good one, but Patrick seemed to have forgotten to place troops to the north in terms of distribution.

"The new Lich King, Sylvanas, will lead the Scourge to the north and help us annihilate these Twilight cultists in one fell swoop."

I see, everyone has a look of sudden realization. Sylvanas was originally from the High Elves, and everyone present, Patrick Cabolon was not only the High Elf Grand Lord, but also Sylvanas's brother-in-law.

Everyone here should only have Patrick's words, and Sylvanas can listen to them.

And recently, Patrick held a resurrection ceremony in the city of Quellins, which is not a secret in the eyes of the leaders of various forces, and only Patrick is qualified to command Sylvanas, as for the others, don't even think about it.

It's just that for the tribe, one less member, the tribe's influence on the eastern kingdom will be greatly reduced, but this news is good news for the alliance.

This kind of thing to resurrect the Avengers, the tribe can't find a reason to stop it, because once it is stopped, it will become a public enemy of the mainland, and only when the Avengers are all reborn, Lordaeron also has a reason to take back the Dark City in the hands of the undead.

"The tactic of encircling on all sides is indeed feasible." Garrosh nodded.

None of you here were fools, and the leaders who came to the Ancient Coast to discuss this time were either powerful nobles, kings, princes, and chiefs. They all understand that even if a joint commander is elected, in the presence of the leaders of the real power, without the nod of these leaders, the order cannot be carried out thoroughly.

It would indeed be a feasible idea to lead each team to contain the Twilight Sect in the Temple of Dragon's Sleep and annihilate it in one fell swoop, and at the same time avoid the problem of unclear ownership within the combined army.

"But what about Deathwing." This cold sentence pushed this meeting to the first place.

Even if the continent-wide coalition defeats the Twilight Cult, Netsario will still not be able to win the final victory if the problem is not solved.

Deathwing has proven this to everyone in Azeroth, and even with him alone, he can destroy all of Azeroth on his own.

But facing Deathwing alone is something that no one wants to take on alone.

The Twilight Cult, the Void Dragon, and the Faceless are all easy to say, but Deathwing is a mountain that weighs on everyone's heads.

"Are there anyone here who has been hostile to Deathwing head-on?" Varian asked, intentionally or unintentionally.

"A few dragon kings have naturally dealt with him, so how about letting a few dragon kings deal with Nesario?" Woking's expression changed slightly, and he looked at Varian seriously, as if he sensed something.

"I'm afraid it won't work." Crassus gave Patrick a deep look, "If Deathwing manages to control the Demon Souls, the Dragonlords will not be able to compete with him. ”

"But the Demon Soul seems to have been lost, and it has been cast with magic that the black dragon can't use." Medivan was also aware of something.

"We can't gamble with luck." Crassus was righteous: "If Deathwing takes out the Demon Soul and controls the other four dragon kings during the Great War, then the Great War will be very unfavorable to us, and even the battle will collapse completely. ”

"So ......"

"I'm proposing that we have to let the rest of the people who have faced Deathwing hold it up, and wait until we eliminate his minions and then work together to solve that big problem."

"And who are you proposing?"

"I suggest ......" Crassus looked at Patrick, the intention was actually obvious.

"Just let me do it." Crassus didn't finish his sentence, and Patrick spoke slowly.

Crassus has been talking for so long, and it's not just for Patrick to withstand Deathwing's attack and then borrow a knife to kill.

As long as the water is released during the battle and Patrick has a longer time to face Deathwing, then even if Patrick dies at the hands of Deathwing, the other forces can't blame them.

But that's all it takes, and Patrick is a fool if he doesn't understand it.

"I've seen Deathwing before, in Quellins City." Patrick smiled slightly, and the arcane rays that burst out of his eyes shot directly at Crassus: "And I also just want to see the strength of the dragon kings, so that I can evaluate the dragon clan." ”

This is the malice of the red fruit, the power of the ray is not great, and the shot on Crassus's arcane shield instantly dissipates, making Crassus's brows shrink.

Patrick agreed, but Crassus was not at all happy.

Evaluate the Dragons? What does this mean, or is Patrick ready to attack the dragons for a long time?

"This time, almost all the air forces of all forces are present, and we don't seem to have to worry about the problem of air combat." Kael'thas on the side took over the conversation and eased the atmosphere.

The prince was still very confident in this war, and seeing Patrick nodding at him, indicating that Patrick himself was willing to take on this errand, Kael'thas didn't think much about it: "Now that we have arrived at the Ancient Beach, let's go straight to war." ”

The leaders nodded, the Alliance forces were in the east, the Horde was in charge of the west, and the Pact was in charge of the south, and the Scourge Legion would assault in the north, and after the agreed time, the leaders left.

The Great War is on the verge of breaking out.