Dineen brushed aside the branches that blocked his vision and looked intently ahead. He watched silently for a few seconds, then let go and let the branch back into place. After a few more seconds, he slowly stepped back and jumped down from the tree.

"Twelve. With spears and bows and arrows. He said to Albert and Sal, who were waiting under the tree, "and two cavalrymen." ”

Albert sighed in anguish, regretting that he had forgotten to bring the two sets of leather armor they had used in the arena. Although it didn't work as well as they needed, it was much stronger than the ordinary fabric they had now.

Thrall frowned, but quickly let go, his expression resolute and determined. The desire to return to his people gave him the courage to make the young orc determined to crush everything.

"It's not good for us to go head-to-head," Albert looked at Dineen, "is there really no other way?" ”

Dineen shrugged.

While the river runs through the entire Hillsbrad area from north to south, it's damn only one bridge. He didn't know how the natives on both sides of the river crossed the river, but he didn't have time to explore it. Dunhold's pursuers came unusually fast, and were now writhing like flies in the forest behind them, and the fugitives had to cross the river as quickly as possible, or they would become rats trapped in cages.

Another option is to swim across the river. But soon Dineen was told that neither of his two companions could swim. Albert had no time to play because of his strict upbringing, and Sal was unable to study because of his limited freedom, and he was not worried about letting the two landlubbers venture into the water during the summer when the river level was soaring and the current was very fast.

- so they could only rush across the bridge.

Albert proposed, "Maybe we can disguise it?" ”

He looked at Dinein: "The two of us can approach disguised as ordinary travelers, and then surprise them by surprise." ”

"We can't contain them all at once, and the rest can still use bows and arrows against Thrall." Dineen vetoed, "And two against fourteen—"

There is no doubt that they will lose, they all understand.

There was silence for a few moments, and then Sal spoke, "If it's just the two of you, you should be able to get through." ”

Both humans looked up at him at the same time. Albert asked, "What do you mean?" ”

The orc was a little cramped, but he still made up his mind: "I mean, since the conditions allow, then you better go first, and I ...... You can find another way. ”

"No way!"

He received a unanimous rejection from both men.

The reason why Dineen also had one was because he knew that Albert would not be able to agree to the offer. Believe it or not—

He swept to the side, and sure enough, the paladin's face had turned very bad.

"Thrall." Albert frowned, "I think you remember, I swore to Teresa in the name of the Light. I will not break my oath no matter what, this is the code that paladins are expected to abide by. I thank you for your selflessness, but I value my glory more than the consequences of being caught. Hope you understand. ”

Dineen pouted unexpectedly. Look, the reaction of a paladin is simply too easy to guess.

Despite Albert's tactful words, Sal blushed: "I'm sorry. He said embarrassedly.

"There's nothing to apologize for." "But escaping with three people is the outcome we want most, isn't it?" Don't give up so early, there will be a chance. ”

“… Good. Sal whispered.

Dineh, who had watched the whole process, couldn't help but want to be impressed with his partner. He really didn't expect Albert to be so mature when he was teaching others. However, this is also a common problem of paladins. They have always been good at theoretical education.

"Alright." He interjected, "Now that you're done, do you want to hear what I have to say?" ”

"What?"

"I just remembered that the soldiers stationed on the bridge were all uniformed. They were all Tunhold's army. Dineen gestured, "They, or rather Blackmore's primary target is Thrall." The two of us won't matter that much. Well, maybe we can disguise it. ”

"How to disguise?"

Dinen leisurely set his eyes on the forest behind them.

"Let's see if there are two lone fools......" he chuckled softly.

***

"Do you think this plan will be successful?" Albert asked in a low voice.

"All I know is that if you keep talking, we're definitely not going to succeed." Dinen replied expressionlessly.

Sal, who was walking in front of them, chuckled, and was poked in the back by Dineh's sword, and then quickly shut down, continuing to pretend to be dejected.

This was Dining's plan, with him and Albert changing into looted uniforms and disguised as searching soldiers, while Thrall was taken as a prisoner to get by. As long as you cross the bridge, everything is fine.

But whether it can succeed or not, Dineh doesn't dare to pack tickets.

As they got closer, the team stationed on the bridge noticed them. But they didn't rush over, but continued to wait where they were. It wasn't until Dineen and the others were close enough that a small group of men stopped them.

"Stop!" The leading cavalry shouted, "Who are you? ”

Dinen winked at Albert and stepped forward.

"Raymond and Carson of Detachment 7, sir." He replied, "We were ordered to escort the prisoners to the nearest concentration camp. ”

"Prisoner?" The cavalry turned his gaze to the orc with his hands tied, and he looked at the other party suspiciously, "Who is this guy?" ”

"He's Sal. Sir. "Dineen said calmly," said Dinein, "that he had escaped from Dunhold Castle last night, and Lieutenant General Blackmore had ordered us to pursue him and bring him back alive. ”

The cavalryman's eyes lit up: "He's Sal?" That gladiatorial champion? No wonder we were ordered to keep an eye out for any of the orcs wandering outside...... Wait, did you just catch him? ”

"Of course not, sir. The entire detachment of the seventh detachment was dispatched to complete the task. As for the others, they were taking care of the team members he had knocked down. Then they would rush over and bring the orc back to the castle. Until then, he needs to be properly supervised. So we're going to send him to a concentration camp. ”

Dineh didn't mention the bridge at all, but answered the other party's questions one by one. He straightened his back, his face was serious, his eyes were calm, his manners were regular, and the disciplined temperament that only experienced military life could cultivate, made him look even more like a qualified soldier than the casual soldiers opposite.

The cavalry believed this, and raised his hand to signal the infantry behind him to get out of the way. But just as they had taken a few steps, he suddenly shouted again, "Wait! ”

Albert and Sal were almost all panicked. Only Dinen turned around expressionlessly: "Is there anything else, sir?" ”

"You said you were going to take him to the camp......," said the cavalryman, "but I think you could keep him here as well." ”

He originally planned to stop here, but looking at Dining's cold eyes, he couldn't help but explain two more sentences: "Look, there are fourteen of us here, and counting you are sixteen, we can completely look at this orc." You won't have to travel far when your party arrives, and we can take him back to the castle together. ”

No. Albert said in his heart. Once the search party behind them catches up, this crude lie will be exposed, and by then, they will have no hope left.

Di Ning looked at him indifferently for a while, and the corners of his mouth hooked up a sneer: "By the way, I will get a piece of this credit, right?" ”

The cavalryman's face sank: "What do you mean by this?" ”

Dineh didn't seem to see the soldiers gathered around him: "I want to share the fruits of my comrades without any effort, I only have my own interests in my eyes and I don't know glory, and I am opportunistic but not doing practical things." ”

"What did you say!"

In a way, Dineen is also an idealist. He cared less about whether he was paid or rewarded enough, and was more interested in defending the interests of the league as a whole.

But that's not the case for everyone. Half of Stormwind's nobles, officials and some officers, and now this cavalryman, happen to be the kind of person that Dinein hates the most. It was hard for him to hold back his temper with the hypocrisy of the other party and the snake.

But it wasn't impulsive, but he was so disrespectful. In fact, Dinen had realized that they couldn't get through here peacefully. The other party would not allow them to take Sal away. Naturally, he couldn't have handed over Thrall to these soldiers, but the odds of winning head-to-head battles were too low, so ......

Before anyone could react, Dinen unsheathed his sword and aimed it at Thrall's throat.

There was an uproar.

"Di-what are you doing!" Albert was shocked, but fortunately he stopped his voice in time and did not call Dinein's name.

And Sal, after a moment of consternation, stood firmly in place, not dodging or dodging. His blue eyes briefly met Dineen's, and there was nothing but trust and composure in his gaze.

Dinen immediately looked away and coldly ordered the cavalry, "Stand back." ”

"What do you want to do?" The cavalry said angrily, "Put the sword down, are you crazy!" ”

"Blackmore wants a living Sal." Dinen said with a blank face, "If you bring back a corpse, then he will definitely let all of you die like this." ”

The cavalry seemed to think of something, and a trace of fear suddenly flashed in his eyes.

"So, get out of the way. Or I'll kill him. ”

Dineen didn't say anything like he would do what he said, but no one doubted it. Everyone knows that he will definitely do it.

"You madman...... the cavalry hesitated for a moment, then finally chose to back down, "take him away quickly, wherever you want to take him!" ! ”

But Dinen didn't act immediately.

"Give me your horses." He made another request.

"It can't be!" The cavalry shouted, but he collapsed when he saw Dinen exert force on the blade, "Alright, alright! But I'll definitely report it to the lieutenant general, you bastard! I promise I will! ”

Dinen ignored him. He looked at Albert: "Get on the horse, restrain him, let's go." ”

Albert understood. He had fully understood that it was not Thrall who was being threatened by the sword, but those who did not dare to bear Blackmore's wrath. He jumped on his horse, put his sword against the orc's back, and pushed him forward.

Dineen also got on his horse. Without horses, these people are bound to be slow to deliver messages. Until then, it was enough for them to shake off their pursuers once again.

They kept moving at a constant pace to the south, but when they were out of sight, Dinen slashed the rope from Thrall's hand with a sword, and the three of them immediately ran without looking back.

***

They ran five miles before they stopped. Sal fell directly to the ground and coughed, even if the other two deliberately controlled the speed, he had to run at full speed to barely keep up with the galloping horse, running for so long directly drained his strength.

Albert jumped off his horse to give him a good ride, and Dineen took the two horses, fiddled with their harnesses, and released their reins. He drove for a while, making sure that both horses had run south, and then returned to his companions.

"What did you do?" Albert asked curiously.

"Removed the army logo from the harness." "These two are supposed to be newly trained horses, so they haven't made their mark on the horses yet, and they look like ordinary horses." To the south are the farms, and those farmers will only raise them as a windfall. Wait until those guys follow the horseshoe prints to the farm, and they will have something to find. ”

Albert and Sal both gloated.

"Speaking of which, it was really dangerous just now." After a while, Albert sighed, "I thought there was going to be a fight." ”

"The situation is urgent, and I can only take a chance." Dinen shrugged, "Otherwise, we'll have to 'Lok'tarogar'." ”

- Just casually using an analogy, Dineh once again received the puzzled expressions of the two people.

“Lok’trogor…… What does that mean? Sal stumbled and repeated, curiously asked.

Dineen turned his head in surprise. Albert didn't understand that he wasn't surprised, but neither did Sal...... "You don't know orc language? ”

"Is that orc?" Thrall's eyes widened, and then he became depressed, "—no, no one taught me. Blackmore decided what I could learn, so I would only speak the lingua franca. ”

Well, he's made the mistake of preconceived notions again.

"The meaning of this phrase is 'Victory or death.'" Dinen explained to them, "Orcs often chant this slogan in battle, or simply shout 'Lok'tar', victory. ”

"Victory, death," Sal repeated thoughtfully...... "I love that." ”

"I like it too." Albert agreed, "Pretty bold, isn't it? ”

Dineen pursed his lips. Generally speaking, the orcs who shouted so in front of him could only get the second half of the sentence. But looking at the shining eyes of the two people, he still didn't say it.

"Love it on the road, guys, now we've got to go."