"Attack directly without any tactics?" Varian looked puzzled. In his eyes, the high elf Highlord before him excelled at strategy and military affairs.
"There's no need." Patrick raised an eyebrow. "We're the ones with the advantage this time. There's no need to stand on ceremony with Twilight's Hammer. We just need to wipe them out."
"But underestimating the enemy, advancing rashly, and leaving the chain of command unclear are cardinal military errors," Muradin offered his opinion. "Attacking directly like this would undoubtedly give Twilight's Hammer an opening."
"Giving the enemy breathing room and hesitating over every decision are also cardinal military errors." Patrick paid it no mind and instead stated a fact. "Do you think anyone here can deploy another faction's troops?"
"There's absolutely no need to draw up an overarching strategic plan. Our three main armies only need to surround Wyrmrest Temple from the east, west, and south. Trapping them in Wyrmrest Temple and then eliminating them all is the right approach. Each faction only needs to command its own troops. This will also maximize the advantages of fighting with multiple army groups while avoiding the drawbacks of cross-faction command, unclear orders, and an unclear chain of command."
"What about the north?" Varian thought Patrick's suggestion was quite good, but judging by the deployment, Patrick seemed to have forgotten to station troops in the north.
"The New Lich King, Sylvanas, will lead the Scourge in from the north and help us annihilate these Twilight Cultists in one stroke."
So that was it. Understanding dawned on everyone's faces. Sylvanas had originally been a high elf, and among everyone present, Patrick Cabrolon was not only the high elf Highlord but also Sylvanas's brother-in-law.
Of everyone seated there, Patrick was probably the only one whose words Sylvanas would listen to.
Moreover, Patrick's