LIGHTNOVELONLINE Chapter 785 Tit For Tat
Although there were occasional disturbances and dissent within the resistance, these minor disturbances failed to shake the steady progress of the entire war situation.
After several days of fierce military meetings, the generals finally reached a final consensus, setting the tone for the next war strategy.
Compared to the Pandaren Empire, which has a vast territory and many people, and the Dark Night Empire, which has a long history, the Tauren still maintain their ancient tribal system. The size of their army is indeed much smaller than that of the former two.
However, the physique of the tauren warrior is breathtaking. When they stand, they are nearly three meters tall, with burly physiques and bulging muscles, like moving hills.
On the battlefield, they even dared to confront the Demon Guards head-on, wrestling with amazing strength and courage. What's even more amazing is that while maintaining strong strength, they also show greater flexibility and agility than the Fel Guard, an advantage that neither night elves nor pandaren warriors can match.
In short, compared to night elves and pandaren, the tauren race has a higher biological level.
The advantage of a high biological level is that this race has possessed extraordinary power since its birth, and can emerge and become a strong person without too much tempering and training.
However, just as the moon waxes and wanes, and flowers bloom and fade, everything in this world always has pros and cons.
The enviable high biological level of the tauren, although it gives them innate power, is also like an invisible shackles, limiting their future potential and development space.
Only a blank piece of paper is suitable for painting, and a picture scroll that has been sketched with several strokes has laid a good framework and facilitates subsequent painting, but it also limits the subsequent creative direction, making it difficult for the painter to follow his or her whim. The ground spreads the pole.
On the other hand, biological level will increase the difficulty of learning professional skills.
This is like playing a game. Imagine a fledgling human warrior and a tauren warrior who has just started training, both harboring the dream of becoming a legendary warrior. However, the challenges they face are completely different.
Human warriors need to start from level zero, gradually accumulate combat experience, and improve themselves to accumulate experience until they become legends at level 20. Although the tauren warrior starts from level 4, which is a higher starting point, he still needs to reach level 24 to become a legend. Warrior, the obstacles that need to be overcome to use this talent are also more difficult.
Obviously, to become a legendary warrior, the tauren need far more experience than humans, which undoubtedly increases the hardships and challenges on their way forward.
What's even more troublesome is that the minotaur has been given unique attribute adjustments since birth: +8 strength, +4 constitution, -4 intelligence, -2 charm. These innate traits, coupled with their natural aptitude for melee combat and the use of heavy weapons, make tauren a natural in the physics career path. However, this also limits their choices - it is difficult for them to be qualified for other professions. Even if their attributes are up to standard, if they don't devote themselves to the physics profession with such good talents, these talents seem to be a waste.
In contrast, humans appear to be more flexible and changeable. Their talents have no obvious bias. Therefore, humans can wield swords and become brave warriors, or they can become intelligent wizards.
This diversity and plasticity give humans unlimited possibilities in career choices.
The worst thing is that the abilities conferred by racial talents, when averaged to each level, are often difficult to compete with the first-level professional level.
For example, a level 6 tauren may have an advantage in strength, but in a comprehensive battle, he is likely to lose to ten human warriors of the same level.
Although reality is different from games, the principles are the same.
This also explains why, despite the seemingly mediocre talents of humans, they stand out among countless planes and become one of the most prosperous races. This seemingly ordinary talent and relatively low biological level provide humans with more advanced options and room for development. They can freely choose a career path that suits them based on their interests and goals, thereby shining unique brilliance in different fields.
In fact, if we carefully examine the various races in the coalition, it is not difficult to find a similar pattern.
Compared with tauren, furbolgs, quilboars, which are relatively barbaric races... and are even regarded as wild monsters in the game, night elves and pandaren are not outstanding in talent. It can even be said that they are, on the contrary, They are two races with relatively low talents. Without receiving professional training, an adult night elf or pandaren will never be an opponent of an adult furbolg or quilboar.
But it was these two races that created the most glorious civilization on Azeroth at this time. Only they can become the main force in the war.
After in-depth discussions with the military leaders of the night elves and pandaren over the past few days, Jarod finally made an important decision. He decided to deploy the tauren and other small races as an elite assault force, allowing them to penetrate into the heart of the enemy like a sharp sword at critical moments on the battlefield to provide timely support.
The night elf resistance and the pandaren formed separate formations, forming a tense situation, ready to support each other at any time. They will form a posture to march towards Zin Aessaleen at the same time, attracting the main force of the devil.
The demigod legion with the strongest combat effectiveness was deployed between the two armies, serving as the arrowhead of the charge, standing at the forefront, preparing for the upcoming battle.
However, the formation put up by Jarod was not really intended to break through the iron wall of the Burning Legion. He also knew very well that the Burning Legion's high-end combat power was not weak. On such a large-scale battlefield, it was not wise to simply rely on the wilderness demigods to charge into battle.
What he really counts on is Levin.
After Levin proposed a plan to use the Dragon Soul to destroy the portal, he also solemnly reminded Jarod of the possible catastrophic consequences once the portal and even the Well of Eternity were destroyed.
After learning about this possible catastrophe, Jarod naturally would not let his army rush into Zin Aessaleen blindly, which would be tantamount to sending a sheep into the tiger's mouth. Therefore, he must act cautiously to protect his own army. Therefore, as long as Levin's plan goes well, they only need to delay the enemy to usher in the final victory.
In order to avoid long nights and long dreams, the coalition forces did not have time to conduct lengthy joint drills after the military meeting. They acted immediately and every second counted.
After just one day of rest, the night elf warriors took action. Their figures were light and like ghosts in the night, and they had quietly entered the battle state. The Pandaren warriors were tall and heavy-armored, their face armor blocking their resolute faces. They carried heavy weapons, formed a military formation, and were ready.
Other races, whether they are tauren, furbolgs, quilboars or other races, have also found their own positions on the battlefield. They quickly and orderly arranged their military formations to prepare for the coming battle. Great war.
This large-scale mobilization of the resistance naturally did not escape the eyes of the Burning Legion.
Those cunning and cruel demons seemed to smell the impending decisive battle. Since the pandaren reinforcements rushed to the front line, they have not launched another active attack.
In the past few days, the Burning Legion's frontline layout has also quietly changed. Archimonde, who had just returned to the Well of Eternity, felt the pressure from the coalition forces. He no longer contented himself with controlling the situation behind the scenes, and decided to go to the front line in person to face the storm of the war.
At this moment, Archimonde's figure is particularly prominent among the Burning Legion.
In order to prepare for the possible war, the eredar leader transformed into a fighting form. His body was enlarged hundreds of times. The nearly 20-meter-tall blue body was like a hill, which made it stand out even among the huge demons. conspicuous. Every step he takes can cause the ground to tremble.
All the demons were in awe under his majesty. Mannoroth, the lord of the abyss who was usually arrogant and domineering, also lowered his head at this moment to show respect for Archimonde. The demons of the entire Burning Legion are waiting for their leader's orders and are ready to go into battle at any time.
As the commander of the vanguard army appointed by Archimonde, Mannoroth stood in front of the huge blue demon at this moment, with a hint of fear in his voice: ".||Lord Archimonde, deal with these coalition forces that are like ants, In fact, you don’t need to take action yourself. Please give us a little more time, and I guarantee that we can turn the tide of the war..."
Archimonde raised his huge palm, waved it slightly, and said in a cold and majestic voice: "Okay, Mannoroth."
His voice was like ice, making the surrounding temperature seem to drop a bit. "I came to the front line not to express my disapproval of your combat capabilities. The opponent's military strength has obviously exceeded the limit of what you can handle."
His eyes are like two sharp blades, able to penetrate all appearances and get straight to the essence.
In the suburbs of Zin Aissalin, the war has been burning for half a year. Although Mannoroth and other high-ranking demonic officers tried their best to maintain the front line, they were forced back step by step under the fierce attack of the demigod army, until they were now at the last line of defense only one step away from the capital.
Mannoroth once firmly believed that as long as they could back the portal of the Well of Eternity, they would be able to obtain a steady stream of reinforcements and fight a war of attrition with the enemy—the devil’s troops were not exhausted anyway—if they continued like this [Manoroth Los Angeles is confident that they will eventually face the time of attack.
However, the addition of Pandaren and Tauren was like a bombshell, instantly breaking the balance of the battlefield.
Both warring parties are clearly aware that the final decisive battle is imminent. The air was filled with a strong smell of gunpowder, as if a spark could trigger a full-blown explosion.
Archimonde waved his arm lightly, and in an instant, a giant throne commensurate with his majestic identity was summoned out of thin air. He sat down slowly, with his legs casually placed, and one hand supporting his chin covered with tentacles. , his glowing eyes looked directly at the enemy in the distance on the battlefield, and his whole person exuded a formidable aura.
"Go." He finally said, "Go, Mannoroth, I will temporarily raid the formation for you here. I hope your promise is not empty talk, and I really don't need to do it myself.
With his unique rough and hoarse voice, he responded loudly: "Yes, Lord Archimonde!"
Then, he suddenly turned around and faced the overwhelming and menacing demon army. His eyes flashed with wild and murderous light, and he shouted loudly: "Have you all heard Lord Archimonde's order? Burn. Legion, it's time to show your power! Charge and crush all those mortal ants and the worms of the planet!"
"Roar!" Following Mannoroth's order, the entire demon army roared like a blazing fire. They surged out like a torrent, rushing towards the enemy with endless killing and destruction.