The problems in the rear are basically left alone, so the only thing to do now is to lead the troops towards the Crystal Song Forest and join the Ash Inquisition led by Tirio Fortin.

This time, led by Patrick himself, the army passed through the crystal rift, directly entered the Forest of Despair, and then on the outskirts of Echo Valley, followed the footsteps of the Ash Inquisitor, and to this day, the entire Alliance and the Horde and the Inquisitor are still worried about attacking the breach and entering the Scourge City.

Duke Berval, Delañosh Sarufar, Tirio Fortin, Maxwell, Demetia, Bridget Abydis, Tyran Fordin, etc., whether they are allies or tribesmen, as long as they are the leaders of the troops on this march, basically all of them have arrived.

Several attempts in the past few days basically ended in failure, because the breakthrough on the opposite side was occupied by a large number of spiders, and the spiders were backed by the natural disaster city, coupled with the terrain advantage, directly rejected the coalition forces and thousands of miles away, and many soldiers were taken away by the spiders in cocoons, and it is estimated that they have been more than lucky.

In the face of that breakthrough, everyone sighed.

"Guys, don't come unharmed." Patrick said a simple hello, the Knights of the Silver Hand, or the entire Lordaeron, had a good relationship with Patrick, and Tirio would definitely not refuse the Arcane Convention to come to help.

"Welcome." Tirio's face was beaming. Now their Northern Expeditionary Army has encountered the first wave of resistance, and they are still in full swing to find a way, otherwise the first attack of the entire army will stop breathing, and the impact on morale will still be great. Just after suffering a loss, the Arcane Covenant led by the High Elves came with a large army, which was undoubtedly the best relief in the snow.

Of course, Quel'Thalas gave Lordaeron charcoal in the snow, did he send less? When it was in the Eastern Plaguelands, the city of New Faaron intended to establish a stable passage with the city of Quellins as a supply line, and instead of the official passage built by Lordaeron, the road was dilapidated and often roamed by the undead, so it was a wise choice to build a new path.

It stands to reason that this supply line should be the responsibility of Quel'Salas and Lordaeron alone, and then repair it all the way until they meet. As the supreme commander of Quellins City, Hawksbier said that he would not be willing to say anything, that he could sell things to you, and that he would help with the removal of natural disasters or something, but that he could not build roads.

Later, Maxwell figured out that the High Elves did not like to expand, and they had only guarded the land of Quel'Salas for thousands of years, and the High Elves had a slow increase in population, so building roads was a big project, and population casualties were inevitable, and it was normal for the High Elves not to agree. In the end, Tyran and the others slapped their chests, and Lordaeron took care of the road repair, and Hawksbill reluctantly agreed to send some polymath to help.

Tirio Fordin, Tyran Fordin, Maxwell Tysoros, and other former Silver Dawn high-ups all have a sense of identification with Quel'Thalas, at least they all agree that Lordaeron's hardcore allies have always been the Kingdom of Quel'Thalas, the High Elves. The life of the High Elves and the humans of Lordaeron has always been very good, safe and sound, and mutually beneficial.

"Looks like you're in trouble again?" Patrick looked at the small tents all over the floor, and the wails of the wounded were coming from inside, indicating that Lordaeron was in trouble.

"As you can see." Tirio Furding was not sloppy either, and directly admitted: "The breakthrough in front is not easy to attack, and those spiders used spider silk and terrain to perfectly control the pass on the periphery of the Suffering Heights and the Cold Wind Heights. ”

Everyone walked to the big tent in the army, the big battle was imminent, and no one would care about etiquette for some small things. Seeing the map on the table, the highlands on both sides have been marked, the peaks here are relatively steep, and they can't be climbed by manpower at all, but those insects that remind the huge can, and this is the North Pole, the cold wind unique to the Northrend continent will have a great impact on the climbers, thinking of this, Patrick couldn't help frowning: "Have you considered an air force attack?" ”

"I've thought about it, but ordinary griffins and wyverns can't fly behind the breakthrough pass at all, and the flying beasts have an instinctive fear of those spiders." Paltris said a little.

"Those spiders can throw cobwebs, and the air force has a hard time dealing with those spiders, and once they get stuck in the cobwebs and fall to the ground, the knights and griffons will immediately be eaten by the spiders." Bolval shook his head in the same way. "I'm afraid I can't force a breakthrough, and behind the pass is the Scourge City built by spiders."

Having said that, it is already obvious that this is the first battle of the official attack on the Scourge Territory, and it is impossible for the soldiers to fill it with their lives, and in the face of those vast spiders, because of the terrain, it may not be useful to fill in their lives.

"With my Arcanon Mass?" Patrick thought about it, there is nothing better than the effect of Ao Neng quality point in dealing with this sea of cannon fodder.

"I'm afraid you can't use that skill." This time it was Illidan who denied: "There are cliffs all around here, there is only a small breakthrough, if you use the Ao Neng Mass Point to wipe out those natural disaster troops, this breakthrough will also disappear, and then there will be a high mountain in front of everyone, and this road will be completely cut off, then we can really only storm the Gate of Damnation, Angasa." ”

What Illidan said does make sense, there are pros and cons to this kind of magic that forcibly changes the terrain on a large scale, but the dirt that floats into the air will not disappear out of thin air, and will eventually fall to the ground, even if Patrick controls the ball of earth to smash it elsewhere, then this narrow breach will become a huge crater, oh no, a crater.

At that time, what will appear in front of everyone is an insurmountable moat, and those who can burrow into the underground spiders will be very happy to have such a hunting ground.

Everyone got along with each other in various ways, but they were rejected one by one, and finally the atmosphere froze, but the leaders of all clans did not want to take the road of strong attack, and they were still anxious. If there is a strong attack, the leaders of the various clans are not willing to take the lead, and there will definitely be many casualties among the first troops, which is beyond doubt, and obviously they don't want to be the big boss.

After hours to no avail, the atmosphere was at an impasse. In fact, it is not completely impossible, it can only be said that there is no best way that everyone can accept.

This is, a slight voice came from behind Patrick: "Maybe I have a proposal, I don't know what Master Cabolon thinks." ”

It was a black-haired, black-eyed High Elf who spoke, and of course, she had another identity, the Black Dragon Princess Onexia.