"This is simply not possible, unless we push the headquarters a hundred miles towards Brill Heights. Khalikhan immediately denied, "But in this way, it is not tantamount to telling my enemies... Within two hours, the enemy scouts would tell their commander about it. ”

"And—" Halihan's gaze suddenly fell on Ratril, "I'm sure there must be countless pairs of eyes staring at us around our main camp at this time, and it is impossible for us to quietly send our army to the Brell Heights, let alone ambush us." ”

"Don't think of Elven Ranger as magical... This is the Cormier River, no matter how powerful the Elven Ranger Scouts are, it is impossible for them to have a headquarters that crosses the layers of blockade lines to monitor us!" the whip in Latlelle's hand swiped on the map, "Send at least two banner regiments to reinforce the Western Battalion as soon as possible, and make it look like you want to reinforce the grassland battlefield, and attack the blockade line on the northern edge of the steppe with all your might." ”

"Aren't you going to feign retreat?" said Harry Khan, frowning.

"Yes, but the current situation is that we did not lose the war, and if we just give up, isn't it too obvious ... The movement of the large army of our two flag regiments will certainly be able to attract the enemy's intelligence system and divert the enemy's attention. "Also, the reinforcements to the Brill Heights could go to the western camp first, and then find a way to cross the hills between the two places..."

"We have less than two days, and we have to complete the deployment in one day, and the remaining day to set up the ambush mission... It's a bit difficult to do that. Khalihan's heart was already a little moved, but he still hesitated, and in the end he could only look at Shikan-Silveraxe.

"You don't seem to have anything to say. "Shikan-Silver Axe is not in a hurry to make a decision.

"Yes," said Ratriel, nodding and staring at the stone and silver axe for a few seconds, "remember the conversation we had not long ago? I've looked up a few historical documents we captured from the dwarves a long time ago, and they contain similar stories to your legends..."

"I don't believe in legends, and I don't pay attention to historical materials that have no reference value, what I believe in is the fact that what I see, what is happening around us indicates that ancient legends will be repeated... I'm fact-oriented!"

"Yes, I also saw the facts, my intelligence officer told me, told me a fact... The power of evil is growing, and the ghouls, which could have been easily eliminated, are slowly becoming more difficult. "I'm sure the elves with endless life know more about these things than we do... Moreover, they have warned us before, according to the ancient covenant. ”

"Negative energy is the root cause of evil forces, and war is capable of generating more evil forces. The goblin commander stared at Shikan-Silveraxe with wide eyes, "I now believe more and more that a large part of the reason why the elves stopped paying attention to the affairs of the continent after ending the war on the Suk Plains is because they have discovered that some irrepressible power is gradually recovering..."

"It's basically the same as me. "There are not many surprises in Shikan-Silveraxe," I had this thought a few months ago when the reports of the old priests were on my desk... And, as time went on, I felt more and more that I was right. ”

"Wait!" Harry Khan looked at the two of them solemnly, he was clever enough to hear the meaning of their conversation, "You are saying that the elves have known about the impending disaster for a long time...", the old orc showed a look of sudden realization, "They really should know, they already knew!" His tone changed from uncertainty to affirmation.

"Yes, I've always thought so. Shikan-Silver Axe nodded, "So I chose to hold off the attack, I thought the elves would have the same idea as me, and would tacitly stop this war." ”

"That's what you thought at the time?" asked Khalihan, stunned for a moment, subconsciously asking.

"It seems that I am thinking too much about things. Shikan-Silver Axe ignored Khalikhan's question and stared at the approaching coalition forces on the map, "This matter... It's more complicated than I thought. ”

"Don't you think... It felt as if the elves were fulfilling the unknown power and reviving them as soon as possible. Ratreel's shrill voice rang out, interrupting the two orcs' musings.

Halikhan nodded subconsciously after a moment's pause, but then shook his head again, and Shikan-Silveraxe's eyes flashed and Ratril looked at him, who continued: "Just like me... It's not hard to guess, if I were the first general of the Elven Kingdom, when the Kingdom was ready for the impending catastrophe, there would be no better than facing an unpredictable enemy than an enemy that could be seen!"

Hari Khan's face suddenly became gloomy and terrifying, "Damn elves, if I have the chance, I will definitely burn the entire Naryn Forest to the ground!"

"It's rare that I can think the same way as you. Ratriel shrugged, teased in a joking tone, and then added, "Of course, these are just our guesses, just guesses... But despite the speculation, in the face of the pressure of the coalition forces on all fronts, what are you deciding?"

"Hey!" the stone ridge silver axe let out a rare sigh.

"This is not your style, my king. "Halikhan couldn't help but look at the stone can-silver axe.

Shikan-Silveraxe glanced at Khali Khan, "I have a hunch that we will be in an unprecedented crisis... Before, the reason why I slowed down the pace of attack was to hoard strength to prepare for the crisis that might occur, but I didn't expect the elves to do more than I thought. ”

Harry Khan frowned, looked at Ratril and said, "Maybe it's just that we're thinking too much about ourselves..."

Latlel rolled his eyes, stared at the stone can-silver axe, and said, "No, you actually think more than the elf, and a little more..." ”

"I remember that when the guard was changed, General Poisonfang wrote a special report, suggesting that you strengthen the defense of the grassland camp. Ratlel spread his hands, a deliberately helpless expression on his face, "His Highness Ribalo of Brill Heights has also warned you about the importance of the Prairie Camp, but you are indifferent. ”

Latlelle, with a pair of large eyes that were obviously out of harmony with his face, stared at Shikan-Silver Axe motionlessly, "I don't believe you didn't care at all about the advice sent by the two princes at the same time... But the truth is that you still don't care about the deployment of the grassland camp. ”

"It was very puzzling to me at the time, but now—" Latrell smiled strangely, "now I understand. ”

The exposed half of Halikhan's face showed a look of extreme shock, and a pair of shining eyes looked at Ratril and Shikan-Silveraxe, and when Ratriel's words landed, his gaze fell on Shikan-Silveraxe, which stood beside him like a small mountain, and asked, "My king, this... Is it true?"

Stone-Silveraxe looked at Latlier, "You know, I don't read those so-called reports unless I have to—" he seemed to deny, but then added, "But even if that's my plan, what can I do?"

"All I can say is that it's a perfect plan. For the first time, Ratrell bent his body ninety degrees and said with sincerity: "Your wisdom is unsurpassed. ”

Shikan-Silveraxe smiled, "The Kanjit Overseer is coming with my secret order, and he will launch a breakthrough in the direction of Brill Heights in two days...", he pointed at Latlier with a pair of huge fingers, which was an indirect acknowledgment of the topic just now, "You have perfected my plan, so let's follow your plan just now." ”

"No wonder," said Ratril, "no wonder the Kanjit Overseers were able to save their camp after being ambushed in the counteroffensive, he had a plan in the early morning..."

"Alright. "Since the elves don't plan to be in peace, let's have a drastic Armageddon...", he looked at Latlelle, "You only have one hour to write your battle plan..."

"Understood, I can do it in half an hour. ”

Shikan-Silver Axe ignored the goblin's bragging, he looked at Hali Khan, "Gather my army, not two flag regiments...", his cold gaze skimmed over Ratler and Khalikhan's bodies, "Five flag regiments, I need five flag regiments to reach the Western Camp as quickly as possible, smash the blockade on the northern edge of the steppe with thunder power, and force the Alliance Army to send the main force to have a warm-up battle in the southern area of the Western Battalion!"

"I can't wait to go to the battlefield!" said Khalihan's eyes were filled with excitement.

When the two were about to leave, Shikan-Silveraxe looked at Ratriel and said, "You will finish your tactics with me, and I don't want me to spend any more time revising them." ”

When only the stone-silver axe and the ratreel were left in the barracks, the young orc asked, "Do you know what I left you for?"

"Is it about the Duchy of Tkawa?"

...

Sharptown, an important town on the western border of the Duchy of Twak, was increasingly valued after the outbreak of the Orc War three years ago.

During the reign of the rebel Shize Devin of the Principality of Twak, he worked on the defense of the town.

Over the past three years, the town's walls have been raised every day, and the perimeter defenses have changed almost daily.

Later, the situation in the Crane Territory changed dramatically, and the town of Sharp returned to the hands of the Barrett family.

In order to ensure the security of the eastern territory of the Duchy and the anticipation of the war in the Crane Territory, Duke Andy spared no effort to rebuild the town.

Therefore, the current Sharp Town has long since become a huge military fortress.

It is surrounded by a series of small fortresses and arrow towers, which rise like a row of walls at the western entrance to the highland steppe!

Since the sudden withdrawal of the orcs from Klan last year, Duke Andy Barrett has moved his court to Sharptown, and most of the nobility of the Duchy has naturally moved to Sharptown.

This has indirectly promoted the rapid economic development of Sharp Town.

On May 5,

Just when the war in Klan was at its highest, Andy Barrett's negotiations with the goblins were in the final stages.

Today, under personal pressure from King Pedy Reagan of the Kingdom of Cruria, and at the recommendation of his kingdom's emissary, Daisily Pombo, the emissary of the Goblin Merchant Regiment, representing the Orcs, finally met Andy Barrett himself.

There is no mystery about where the tripartite talks will be held.

In other words, the talks were completely semi-public.

In the hall of the theater next to the town hall of Sharptown, the representatives of the three parties, in the presence of all the nobles of the Twak Domain, negotiated one trade regulation after another.

It was a pleasant meeting,

At the very least, the three parties to the talks, including the nobles who witnessed it, looked happy throughout the meeting.

In the evening, Andy Barrett personally held a grand banquet in the huge main hall of the theater to celebrate the smooth running of the talks.

Twelve o'clock in the evening,

Two hours after the lively banquet, Andy was alone in his private office next to the town's frontline command post.

He carefully read the trade agreement signed today,

The above clauses, large and small, add up to at least 100 articles, which have been negotiated in the past few months, and the important thing in today's trilateral talks is not the process of talks, but the final signing ceremony.

The content of the terms is very tempting, and Andy has reason to believe that relying on the preferential terms and the easy trade routes of the wild mountains, the Duchy of Twak will be transformed in the next five years.

But these tempting conditions, there is a precondition,

That is, he must fully support the war of the orcs in the territory of Klan, and if necessary, he must also send troops to assist the orcs in attacking the flanks of Klan City, or instigate internal unrest!

Of course, there is no such thing in the terms.

Andy Barrett was now a little undecided, and after reading the contract back and forth twice, he summoned his chief adviser, Sir Claire.

When the two met, it was already two o'clock in the evening.

Claire was visibly woken up from his sleep, with deep weariness, but Andy Barrett turned a blind eye to the apparent exhaustion, and as soon as he saw Claire, he dug through the drawer three opened letters, and said, "In just two hours, my cousin sent three urgent letters, and the tone was more severe than the other. ”

Hearing this from his master, the tiredness on Claire's face seemed to be swept away in an instant, and he took out the letter at the top and said, "It seems that the war situation in the Crane Territory is more serious than we imagined. ”

"Yes!" Andy Barrett said with some eagerness, "it's time to place your bets, but the question is where to place your bets?"