"High Lord, I strongly disapprove of some of your actions in battle. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info" Locke said with a serious face.

Just now in the army of the scourge undead, Locke has a deep understanding. The overwhelming number of undead soldiers who flocked to him made too deep an impression on Locke, and the white bone palm that only stretched out to his own was a very bad feeling of being encircled.

As a commander, it is not wrong to take the lead in this point, which can really boost the morale of the soldiers. But you can't leave the army behind and charge ahead yourself, so what can you do with the army?

"Oh?" High Lord Mograini turned around, he looked at Locke's serious face, and then the originally relaxed expression on his face became solemn.

"Say it." The High Lord adjusted his emotions and motioned for Locke to continue.

"As the supreme commander, you can't put yourself in a dangerous situation." Locke looked at the Great Lord solemnly and continued, "Although I admit that this is a great boost to the morale of the soldiers, have you ever thought about what kind of blow the soldiers will suffer if something happens to you, the Great Lord? ”

The Grand Lord Mograini did not refute, he looked at the soldiers cleaning the battlefield in the distance, as if in reflection.

"You know, you are now the banner of our crusaders, your words and deeds determine the rise and fall of the crusaders, soldiers can do without me, but not without you!"

"Think about it, just now, you could have commanded the battle behind the soldiers, instead of rushing to the front. It's not your duty, it's your duty to command the battle in the rear, and it's just a matter of high danger like a charge!" ”

Locke said the matter in one breath, the Great Lord This is typical heroism, he ignores the strength of the soldiers, maybe not ignorance, he may believe in his great abilities, but this kind of behavior also encourages the breeding of arrogance and arrogance, and one day he will pay the price of blood for this behavior.

"Okay, kid, I apologize to you." High Lord Mograini looked at Locke apologetically.

"You're absolutely right, it's my old problem. That's it from the beginning of the Orc Wars. High Lord Mograini said with a wry smile.

At the beginning, when the big lord was still a paladin, these old paladins were used to fighting to charge the orcs, and now they have become commanders, this behavior is still unavoidable, whenever the horn of war sounds, these old knights are as enthusiastic as if they have ignited their lives.

"I'll fix it next time." The High Lord assured Locke.

I hope so.

Lord of the Lords, know that a large part of the reason for your death in history was that you believed in your own power too much, and when you heard that Renault was besieged outside Stratholme by the Scourge of the Undead, you impulsively left everyone behind and rushed there with only your advisor, High Prosecutor Falbanks. If you had waited and brought more people over, there might not have been so much to do, the Crusaders might not have split, and Lordaeron might have re-established themselves in the ruins.

Locke thought to himself, hoping that his arrival would make some changes in all this.

"Great Lord, there's a scout who wants to see you, and he's brought a gnoll captive." One of the guards shouted to the two from afar.

"Gnoll captives? What the scouts bring? High Lord Mograini muttered to himself.

"Let's go, kid, let's go see what's so special about this captive."

At the edge of town, Scarface, with Gnoll Grayskin and Millers, is waiting here.

Here they met the High Lord's guards, who went to inform them of their request.

Two men and a gnoll were waiting here boredly.

Millers spun around anxiously, and he muttered to himself, "Will the Great Lord see us?" Does he think we're stupid? Want to bring a gnoll to meet him? ”

"You! To be honest, if you can see the Great Lord for a while, don't make any dangerous moves! Otherwise I'll blow your head out and feed your body to the undead! ”

Millers spoke of the Gnoll, and he suddenly remembered the dangerous creature in his eyes, and he terrorized the Gnoll.

"No, no, no, I'm not going to do anything dangerous, you see." The gnoll held up his bound hands, "I just want to do something dangerous, but I can't do it." ”

"That's the best!"

Millers snorted, and he began to spin again.

Unlike Millers's nervous mood, Scarface still had a cold face, and the lord he was loyal to, Locke, was coming soon, and he wanted to see the latter's reaction more than the big lord.

"Quiet, Millers, don't go around in front of me, the Great Lord won't mind that. I have met the Great Lord, who is very patient and very noble. Unable to stand Millers shaking in front of his eyes, Scarface stopped him.

"Oh?"

Millers answered, and he sat down on a rock across from the gnoll and stared at it.

"But then again, how could you think of wearing a woman's clothes?" Millers asked the gnoll on the other side, Grayskin.

"Gray Skin doesn't want to, but Gray Skin's body is too big for human beings to wear tight clothes, and Gray Skin will always break them, and the skirts worn by women can barely be put on, and Gray Skin can't hold it up." The gnolls said aggrievedly.

"Wouldn't it be nice if you didn't wear it?" Millers teased the gnoll.

"No, no, no, Grayskin is a civilized person now, how can he not wear clothes?! Grayskin is not the same as the jackals who bare-bottomed every day, although they are the same species as grayskin, but grayskin is not in the same group as them now! The gnoll anxiously argued.

"Hey, hey, hey." Looking at the impatient gnoll, Millers couldn't help but laugh.

This gnoll is also quite interesting, if you don't look at the race, he is a timid human.

"Hurry up! The Great Lord is here! ”

The Grand Lord and Major Locke emerged from the corner of the abandoned house, Scarface hurriedly arranging his clothes, and he didn't remember to remind Millers.

Millers, a recruit who was making fun of the gnolls, jumped up from the rocks, hung his shield on his back, and then straddled his belt with a one-handed hammer, arranging his armor while not forgetting to kick the gnolls.

"Hurry up! Idiot! Our High Lord is here! Whether you live or die depends on how the Great Lord decides! ”

The gnoll froze for a moment, as if he couldn't grasp the meaning of the word lord, and seeing his expression like this, Millus kicked him in the stomach again.

"What a beast! The Great Lord is our biggest official here! Millers shook his head and explained, "It looks like you won't live long." ”

The gnoll Grayskin got up from the ground with a grunt and stood honestly.

It didn't take long for the High Lord and Locke to come together.

Locke was startled at first when he saw Scarface and was covered in blood, but then he was relieved to find that he had no wounds all over his body.

"High Lord, Major Locke, I'm Scout Anderson Mario, he's...."Scarface was stuck, and he didn't know which detachment Millers was from.

"Big... High Lord, my name is Cole Millers, and I... I am a recruit from Company A, Squadron C, Squad B. Oh, and Major Locke, sorry .... I... Somewhat excited. Millers stammered a little, and then he saluted the Grand Lord and Locke excitedly.

"Take it easy, soldier." The Grand Lord smiled and patted Millus on the shoulder, not caring for the blood on his body, and then helped him straighten the crooked shield hanging from his back.

"Thanks... Thank you," Millers' mouth tilted, and his face quickly flushed with excitement.

"That's right, my lord, when we were clearing the ruins of the town, we discovered this lurking gnollore. He didn't attack us, in fact I don't think he could attack us either. Scarface reported to the High Lord.

He saw Locke behind the Great Lord, the lord he was loyal to, his lord smiling at him.

Locke nodded at him and motioned for him to continue.

"We found this gnoll to be very timid, and he was far more intelligent than any other gnoll. The main thing is that he is a druid who believes in the god of nature! ”

"Druid!?" The High Lord Mograini looked at the trembling gnolls in surprise.

Locke was also a little surprised, he had never seen a gnoll druid in his previous life, there were many werewolf druids, but the werewolf was still a human before, and the two races could not be compared.

However, there are quite a few gnolls who can use druid spells.

Scarface continued, "Yes, High Lord, we're sure he's a druid, so we're bringing him here. ”

"The Great Lord, he has cast a spell in front of us. What's it called? Millus pondered, then he turned and kicked Grayskin, asking viciously, "What kind of spell is that?" ”

"Hmm... Yes... It's called rejuvenation, rejuvenation. The Gnoll said as he dodged Millers' legs and feet, quickly hiding behind Scarface.

"Huh? You also speak the lingua franca!? Locke came up to study the gnoll, it's rare for a gnoll to speak so fluently in the lingua franca, even the gnoll leader in the Elvin Forest, Hogg is not so sharp, right?

"Yes, yes, warriors! Not right, Chief!? No, no! What is it? The little soybean-like eyes of the jackal man would roll, thinking about calling the human official in front of him like this.

What did these two humans call their chieftain just now?

"It's the lord, you idiot, we don't call the patriarch!" Millers tried to kick him again, but this time the gnolls easily dodged him.

"Yes! Be! Be! It's the lord! Your Lord! The gnoll said with his hands tied to his chest, and his standing posture reminded Locke of the huskies he had played in his previous life...

In all fairness, most of the jackals look the same, and if you had to find out the difference between the one in front of you and the others, the one in front of him was a little shorter, only about 6.5 feet, and he knew how to wear clothes, even if they didn't fit.

His legs were standing with a reverse knuckle like a delaney.

"Do you speak the lingua franca?" The Grand Lord Mograini looked at the gnolls in front of him and asked curiously.

The Grand Lord Mograini had been serving in the army since he was young, and even later joined the Silver Hand, and participated in the encirclement and suppression of the surrounding gnolls and bandits, but it was the first time he had seen a gnolls who could speak such a fluent lingua franca.

Some gnolls can also speak individual lingua franca words, and apparently this one is more intelligent.