Selma Forest,

Three years ago, during the Orc War, the Empire's Seventh Combined Legion, led by Count Omar, made a detour from the flank of the town of Bivest to Fort Montella. It was here that one of the banner regiments of the Orcs of Fort Montella was ambushed, and quickly completed the interspersed mission to occupy the Kemir Line.

It was that perfect interspersed tactic that almost bankrupted the orc's invasion plan for the Crane Territory.

Therefore, at the beginning of the Battle of Klan Territory this time, Shikan-Silveraxe did not rush to capture Fort Montella, but established a huge camp with a complete defense system at the eastern entrance to the Selma Forest, and transferred its own Chinese army headquarters to the front line of the Kemir River to prevent the Alliance army from replicating the tactics of three years ago.

Prince Fang, one of the three overseers of the former Orc Northern Clan and one of the most powerful generals of Shikan-Silveraxe, was entrusted with the important task of garrisoning the Western Battalion, responsible for both attacking the right line of defense of the Klan Territory and defending against the surprise attack of Alliance forces from the Selma Forest.

After the outbreak of the War in the grasslands north of Beardtown, the Fangs were sensitive to the idea that the Alliance forces might use the natural cover of the Selma Forest to raid the Western Camp.

As a result, half of his scouts were sent to the Selma Forest to scout for possible enemies.

Although the scouts' reports did not send back this information at the beginning, Fangs did not let their guard down because of this, but instead sent five times more scouts to explore the entire eastern part of the forest in an almost carpet search method.

And it turned out that this decision of his was the right one.

At six o'clock in the morning of the 22nd,

A group of orc scouts found the Coalition troops secretly stationed in a dark dead wood on the edge of the northern forest.

Without much thought, Fangs sent a wing of elite warriors, led by ten berserkers, to raid this secret army stationed inside the forest.

The two sides engaged in a two-hour battle in the dark forest, ending with the defeat of the elite orc wing.

Although Fang guessed that the Alliance army might garrison secret troops inside the forest, he did not expect that his enemy would directly place an entire legion inside the forest.

An entire army was stationed inside the forest, undetected by the intelligence forces,

This is unimaginable for the fangs, which led to this carelessness,

For this, he paid two thousand warriors and three orc berserkers.

When Fangs gathered his army and prepared to attack the enemy inside the forest again, his enemy unexpectedly rushed out of the forest and attacked the camp on the outskirts of the forest.

Faced with the threat of the flanks, Fangs abandoned their original plan to support the steppe war.

He had to figure out the plan of the Alliance army's attack before he could move on to the next step. Moreover, the war in the steppe camp did not end in bitter fighting, or if it had not been for the erratic attacks of the Twak light cavalry, the war in the steppe camp would have occasionally had the upper hand.

April 25,

When the fanged scouts told him that there was only one legion on his flank, he immediately planned a counter-attack.

However, this plan failed due to the obstruction of the Selma Forest.

Subsequently, the two sides engaged in one tug-of-war after another inside the forest... Assassinations, magic traps, skirmish wars, and more. All the means of jungle warfare, both sides will do whatever it takes.

Finally, the Orc High Command passed through the 'Incineration Plan' that the Empire had used during a war similar to that of Banson Town three years ago.

But their plan did not go well, because after the tug-of-war between the Alliance forces in the jungle began, the Alliance's High Command supported a thousand Elven Ranger troops in order to better contain the orc West Battalion.

With the presence of this force, the orcs' flame traps have little room to wield.

Time enters May in the back and forth of the Orcs and the Crane City Alliance Army,

The two sides lost more than 5,000 people in the nearly ten days of attrition in the grassland north of the town of Beard, and the tentative war slowly turned into a bloody battle.

Both sides fought a real fire because of the death of the robe!

On May 4,

Due to the continuous spring rains, the area around the town of Byvest and the ground of the northern steppe began to become muddy, and the Dwak cavalry had been out of battle since the previous three days.

But at dawn today, there was a clear sky on the horizon.

The commander-in-chief of the steppe orc camp garrison, who had just arrived three days ago as the overseer of Kanjit (the overseer here only refers to military rank, not tribal status), looked at the blue sky and the whole gradually drying road, and decisively gave the order for a counterattack.

It was the right decision,

At least in the hands of the orcs, this decision was the right one.

Because the alliance forces at this moment, because of the road, lost the mobility of the Dwak cavalry, and at the same time carried out ten days of high-intensity offensive operations.

Before the sunny day comes, before the road becomes normal again, when the enemy is clearly weaker than you, preemptively attack... Whatever you say, it's all the right thing.

But Kanjit, who had just been promoted to Overseer, didn't know that it was not 30,000 Alliance troops waiting for him, but a full 100,000!

What he doesn't know is that

Just as he decided to give the order to attack, war broke out in the Brill Heights camp!

The attack was a setback, of course, but fortunately, Kanjit had a lot of experience in command, and chose to retreat at the most critical time to keep most of the main force.

But when they retreated to the camp, they found that they had already been surrounded by the Korn City Alliance army!

An hour later,

The Fanged Overseers in the Western Battalion, despite the dissuasion of their chief of staff, De Munch, sent a banner regiment to rush to the aid of the Prairie Battlefield, but were met with resistance from the Alliance forces on the northern edge of the Prairie.

After a brief battle, the two sides retreated.

Three hours later,

News from the front reached the main Orc camp on the south bank of the Kemir River, and Shikan-Silveraxe immediately summoned the Overseer of Khalihan and the Goblin Commander Ratlier.

After looking at Shikan-Silver Axe, he was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously said: "Didn't you say that the war in Biwest Town will end soon?"

"It is clear that Overseer Kanjit has been careless, and he has betrayed the trust we have placed in him. Shikan-Silveraxe's voice was cold, but he didn't seem to be in a hurry.

"No, we can't blame the Kangit Overseers, and we didn't expect the Klan City Alliance to organize such a massive attack at such a time. Latrell frowned and stepped on the mobile platform specially prepared for him, his hands constantly marking on the map, "Our previous wrong order has put our Western Battalion into a passive position. ”

"Now it's not just the West Camp, but the Brill Heights are also at war. "Khalihan, who had commanded the assault and defense of the Brill Heights three years ago and was very familiar with the war there, said with a worried expression on his face: "Once the Alliance forces are allowed to capture the northern grasslands of Border Town, the western side of the Brill Heights will be completely exposed to the forces of the Alliance forces..."

"Three years ago, the defeat at Brill Heights was the result of a force infiltrating from the Western Front and unknowingly entering the flank of the Brill Heights camp. The look of worry on Khalikhan's face grew, "Fangs must be ordered to send reinforcements to support the steppe battlefield immediately." ”

"He's already sent reinforcements... But he was beaten back again. "Shikan-Silver Axe is still very calm," but according to the news from the front, our enemy has invested at least 100,000 troops on the grassland battlefield, and even the total number of soldiers in the Western Battalion is less than 60,000... At the same time, Fangs have to defend against raids from the Selman Forest..."

"The camp in Brill Heights is also in danger!" said Harry Khan, frowning.

"Our setup was flawed from the start. Latreel gently stroked his cheek, "The arrangement between our camps is for offense, not defense... Now the sudden counteroffensive of the alliance has put us in a passive situation in a matter of moments. ”

"The question is, what to do now?" said Khalihan with a little eagerness, but more solemnity, on his face, "If the soldiers of the main battalion are sent to support... Where should we support? West Camp, Prairie Battlefield, or Brill Heights?"

"Of course it's the Grassland Battlefield!" Goblin Commander Ratrier said in a decisive tone, "The Grassland Battlefield, together with the left and right, is the key point of the three battlefields, as long as we solve the crisis of the Grassland Battlefield, everything will be much easier." ”

"In other words, there is going to be a decisive battle?" "Halikhan pointed to the steppes north of Bivest and looked at Shikan-Silveraxe with an inquiring gaze, "what do you think?"

"Haven't you always advocated a great battle with the Faces here?" Shikan-Silveraxe and Khalihan looked at each other, "and now, I see hesitation and hesitation in your eyes. ”

"We are unprepared, King Khan. Harry Khan frowned, his words marked with obvious unwillingness, "And our opponent is clearly prepared... The warrior consciously told me that we can't start a decisive battle blindly now... And we have a way out. ”

"Retreat?" Shikan-Silver Axe clasped his hands around, his fingers rhythmically tapping the muscles of his arm... He may be thinking about the pros and cons of retreating, and perhaps he is thinking about the possibility of a counteroffensive.

"We have not failed, King Khan," Khali Khan stared at Shikan-Silveraxe, "and we still occupy a large area north of the Kemir River... Didn't you say it before, as long as we have enough time, ten years... Or twenty years later, the Kamok Territory is destined to belong to the Orcs. ”

"Are you willing to wait ten years, twenty years?" Shi Kan-Silver Axe stared at the unwilling old orc, and then looked at Latlel next to him, "What is your opinion?"

Ratreel shook his head as if to indicate that he had no opinion, but then asked, "With the current situation, how long can the steppe battlefield hold out?"

Khalikhan immediately said: "The defense of the steppe camp is not strong, and there are no supplies... Two days later, even if our fighters are not defeated on the battlefield, they will be forced to launch a breakthrough due to lack of supplies... At present, there are less than 20,000 soldiers in the steppe camp, and there is almost no hope against the 100,000 Alliance troops with this strength. ”

From the expression on his face at this moment, it could be seen that he had given up on these warriors in his heart!

"Two days," Ratler repeated these words in a low voice, and after a few seconds of contemplation under the gaze of Shikan-Silver Axe and Khalikhan, "there is no sign of the main force of the enemy army being divided in the Brell Heights and the Western Battalion, right?"

"No, the main forces of the alliance army are concentrated on the steppe battlefield. Harry Khan frowned, a little unsure of what Ratlel was going to say next, he looked at the stone ridge-silver axe beside him, and said with a hint of warning: "Perhaps our enemies are waiting for a decisive battle with us to completely resolve the threat. ”

"Haha, if I were the commander of the Alliance army, I would do the same. Ratriel shrugged, then changed his tone and said, "In that case... Maybe we still have a chance—" he picked up the whip from the wooden tower and pointed at the Brill Heights on the map, "Our main force will be able to reach the jungle flanking Brill Heights in one day and prepare for an ambush. ”

"If—" the goblin commander looked at Stone-Silveraxe, "if the Kanjit Overseers can lead the Alliance forces to Brill Heights, we can have an ambush here." ”

"Huh?" Khalihan shook his head repeatedly, "Don't even think about it... Now not even a single fly can fly into the grassland camp, and as for magic teleportation... It would be almost impossible to successfully complete the teleportation under the nose of the elves. ”

"So... We can only gamble on it. Ratriel shrugged.

Halikhan's eyes widened, with a slight chill in his eyes, "Bet on it, you seem to be very easy, but it is our people who are sacrificed!"

You continue. "Shikan-Silveraxe is very interested in this plan.

Latriel ignored Halihan's expression as if he could eat people, and bowed slightly and said, "The main purpose of the Klan City Alliance to launch this counterattack is nothing more than two... First, they clearly see our predicament and want to force us to have a decisive battle, and second, to repel our forward army in charge of the attack and crush our plan to attack the Klan territory. ”

"So far, their plan has been successful. The goblin's gaze swept over Khali Khan and Shikan-Silveraxe, respectively, "Think about the topic we just discussed, isn't it just a decisive battle... Or retreat?"

Khalikhan interjected dissatisfiedly, "We want to hear your plans, not your sarcasm." ”

"Haha, it's just a joke," Latlier said, "since our enemies want to see us retreat, let's show them our retreat... At some point in two days, when our reinforcements arrive at the appointed location, we can order the troops of the Brill Heights and the Western Battalion to retreat in the direction of the main camp..."

"However, this retreat node must be grasped correctly, otherwise it may lead to the failure of the plan. ”

"Nice plan, but at the same time the stakes are quite high!" Harry Khan commented with a frown, "You should continue to finish your words. ”

"Send our scouts to keep an eye on the movement of the steppe battlefield... Moreover, a stable means of communication must be established within two days, and my request is that the communication time between the Brill Heights and the main camp should not exceed half an hour. Ratrill grimaced.

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