To the west of the northern continent, the South Coast and the North Coast form a long arc, so long that the end is almost invisible. To the south are the mountains where the core of the Kingdom of Gilneas is located, and to the north it stretches endlessly.
From west to east, it feels like the whole world is divided by several undulating vertical lines, like the undulating sea horizon hanging on the horizon, a long artificial green outline outlining the boundary between the sea and the land, and the last line is the silvery white sea of people.
The waves of the sea surged towards the shore, like a plane eager to expand towards the land, and the bright green was its vanguard.
Whenever the waves retreated back into the sea, they brought with them a terrifying crimson color.
Shadowfang Keep, located close to the sea, is like an isolated island in the vast ocean. In fact, it is not small, but only this huge reference object can highlight how vast and broad this battlefield is.
What was reflected in the eyes of the human commanders on the fortress tower was the two armies fighting for their lives. The high walls of the fortress blocked most of the shouting and killing sounds. If someone stuck his head out of the fortress's firing port or iron window, the deafening sound waves that swept in like a tide might instantly knock him unconscious.
The green tide filled the entire coastline, and there were countless orcs. Because the Alliance fleet sent half of its transport ships to the bottom of the sea to feed the fish, theoretically, there were only more than 200,000 orcs on the South Flow Coast.
However, this more than 200,000 is just an illusory approximation.
No one knows how many of these so-called 200,000 orcs are elites from the top ten clans, and whether there are really only 200,000 orcs, or whether most of them are orc laborers.
Not to mention that humans don't know, even the Horde commander himself doesn't know.
They had only one order for the orcs who successfully reached the shore: "Go to the direction where the sun rises."
Yes, charge eastward, a simple and violent order.
When the number of an army is so large that it cannot be expressed in any human language, the simplest command is the most effective command.
In theory, the alliance's defense becomes weaker the further north you go.
But all the warships of Kul Tiras gathered on the sea, from the Palatine Bay to the southwestern corner of the northern continent, all of them were Bloodsail warships and Stormwind warships. Being able to successfully dock was already a victory.
In addition to the huge main ship, the Horde also built a number of medium-sized warships for charging. These ships, which were designed for melee combat, also caused considerable trouble for the Alliance fleet.
In the end, Admiral Daelin managed to get it all done and started hunting down the Horde transport ships.
There were so many orcs piled up on the South Stream coast that there was no room for all the Horde warriors to stand on land at the same time. Tens of thousands of orcs were crowded together in chest-deep to ankle-deep water. They filled all the space and even climbed on their own heads.
Any shell could plow a bloody trail symbolizing death in the shallow water.
They were like an endless army of demons emerging from the abyss, ready to devour everything in their path.
Near the sea, several patches of forest separated by pre-set firebreaks had been set on fire, and the flames blocked the Horde's advance.
However, the number of Horde orcs was so large that almost every moment an orc was pushed into the forest filled with death flames by the orcs who forced their way up from behind and was burned to death alive.
The orcs had no choice.
They have seen what humans can do.
When the human fleet no longer focuses on sinking transport ships, the small grapeshot cannon that can scatter a large number of small iron lumps with one shot will reap the lives of those orcs who dare to stay on the coast.
If they want to survive, they must move forward and defeat everything that stands in their way.
You can only set a fire in the forest once.
A burnt tree cannot be burned a second time before it grows back again.
But Lothar had no choice.
In places where there was no way to set fire, a few remaining Lordaeron flags struggled to hold on in the green tide. Looking at the scattered lines of soldiers, Lothar knew that it was only a matter of time before they were completely submerged by the green tide.
On the battle line near the beach, the famous infantry regiments of the alliance lined up in a row. They resisted the fierce attack of the Horde on the defense line composed of antlers, deep trenches, and multiple huge fences that had been prepared long ago.
Those are the 1st to 5th Legions of Lordaeron.
The legions of Lordaeron are the largest, with a legion rarely having less than 20,000 men. Of course, their weapons and equipment are also the best. It is no exaggeration to say that on a flat battlefield, one legion of Lordaeron can defeat two legions of other countries.
Behind the Lordaeronians, you can see:
Dalaran 1st to 20th Infantry Regiments.
Gilneas 1st to 24th Infantry Regiments.
The First and Second Legions of Alterac.
But everyone knows that if the strongest people of Lordaeron can't hold on, the infantry of other countries that come up behind will only be consumed faster.
In the headquarters in Shadowfang Keep.
"Crazy! Crazy! The orcs are fucking crazy!" King Genn of Gilneas cursed loudly.
"Calm down, Genn! If we lose here, you can still hide in the mountains. If we lose here, I won't be able to defend half of Lordaeron!" King Terenas, who also arrived at the front line early in the morning, angrily knocked the edge of the heavy command table with his scepter, making loud "bang bang" noises.
Beyond the coastline's defense line, the entire Silver Pine Forest is undefended.
The Horde can attack the heartland of the Kingdom of Gilneas, which is located on the southwestern cape of the entire northern continent, about 300 meters above sea level, to the south. Going east directly, they can reach Dalaran, which is located on the southern shore of Lake Lordamere. If they go north, they can attack the slightly higher Tirisfal Glades, the center of which is Lordaeron.
Gilneas occupies less than one-third of Silverpine Forest, and the rest is Lordaeron's territory. This is one of the important grain-producing areas. It can be said that as long as the defense line of the South Coast is broken, it will definitely be a heavy blow to the Alliance.
"Antonidas..." Lothar had to turn his eyes to the military chief of Dalaran who had the greatest ability to change the situation on the battlefield.
In order to deal with the all-out attack by the Horde, Antonidas also came out, bringing with him five mage regiments and 40,000 infantrymen. This was the limit of what he could bring.
"Just now, at the most critical moment, the mages had already used a large amount of Fire Wall to help the alliance stabilize the battle line. Now they have released too much magic, and what they need most is rest. Otherwise, forcibly continuing to fight will only burn out their magic circuits. By tomorrow, you won't be able to use a single mage."
The wizard is awesome, but he is willing to sacrifice his life to do it. What can you do?
King Terenas was obviously also going crazy.
"Who else has a solution? I'll marry Calia to him!"