"Here comes the fisherman. Uther's words are actually from the kingdom of Kul Tiras.

This insatiable human kingdom, after killing Drakka and trying to seize Durotan's steel giant ship failed, unexpectedly united the kingdom of Lordaeron as soon as possible.

They wanted to take the Tribe's Whispering Dock while the Horde's main force was concentrated in the interior of the Tirisfa Forest, and then fight with the Lordaeron Legion on both sides to wipe out the main force of the Horde.

It was only then that Izzy finally understood why Uther and Arthas had the confidence to start this war.

I have to say, the plan is good, it's just ...... They are still too naïve.

Both Izzy and Durotan knew that the gaps in the defenses of the Tribal stronghold lay in the small lake east of Karston.

There was no way to defend it, and there were woods to hide the axe handles, and if the enemy could find a way to cross the lake quickly, the magic artillery would be useless at close range.

However, on the flip side, this also means that the Whispering Dock is definitely not a hole in the Horde's defenses.

There were twelve double-barreled magic guns on the two steel giants alone, and thirteen new magic guns on the sea cliffs of the watchtower sentry, which was a full twenty-five guns! And this was not counting the geographical advantage of the hollow of the whispering coast.

Under such favorable conditions, even if the strongest fleet of the Kingdom of Kurtilas was brought in, Izzy was sure that they would be completely annihilated by the kinetic artillery bombardment.

And Izzy believes that Durotan, as the commander of this battle, must know what to do.

In fact, during the previous battle, Izzy wondered why he hadn't seen Durotan on the frontal battlefield, he was not the kind of orc who liked to hide on the city wall and command in peace, and now he thought that he should go to the Whispering Dock to blow up the ship.

By this time, the battle for Carlstone's stronghold had come to an end, and Lordaeron's legions had begun to rout, and they were waiting for reinforcements that would never arrive, tasting the bitter fruits that had long been predestined.

At this time, Izzy was very happily studying the "turtle in the urn" in front of him. ”

Uther, the Lightbringer, used a holy light spell called Holy Intervention.

Izzy remembers that the effect of this spell in the game was that the paladin sacrificed himself to save the blessed person from any harm and forcibly withdrew from the battle, while the protected person was unable to perform any action for a few minutes.

In this world, the effect of the spell of divine intervention is obviously very different, although Uther seems to have run out of oil, he absolutely sacrifices himself, and this spell has not lasted only a few minutes until now.

And Izzy can be sure that the protective effect of this spell is definitely not really indestructible, at least he feels that he can destroy it with a single shot of magic artillery.

Of course, Izzy wouldn't do that, he just had to wait slowly for the spell to fail, and at that point, Izzy didn't mind letting this holy light warrior with orc blood on his hands die in glory.

Since Izzy was not in a hurry, he pondered that a man is about to die, and his words are good.

So he decided to try to talk to the Lightbringer and see if he could come up with some useful information.

Uther was now in a sturdy light mask, his face darkened, as the tribal warriors cleaned up the battlefield, and the warriors of Izzy ripped the equipment of the fallen Lordaeron soldiers from them and piled them up in a pile.

"Sooner or later, you filthy orcs will pay for it!!"

Uther choked the words between his teeth, and Izzy scoffed at them.

"Think about what you should do first, I don't think this turtle shell will disappear in a few minutes, and then how are you going to escape from our encirclement?"

Uther just looked at Izzy coldly, silent, and looked fearless, while Izzy seemed to suddenly remember something, and said:

"You're not going to abandon the bones of your soldiers and use some kind of teleportation to go back, are you?"

As soon as Izzy said this, Uther's face suddenly turned white, and the white blood was gone, like white paper.

Izzy looked at the old paladin's expression, and his heart was slightly moved, but he didn't say anything, and then he had an idea in his heart, and said:

"If you can talk to me and exchange some information, I can make these fallen Lordaeron soldiers leave their bodies in full force. ”

When the old paladin heard this, he glared at Izzy and closed his mouth as if to say, "You can get a word out of my mouth, I am your turtle grandson!"

Izzy grinned: "It's not important information, it's up to you to say it or not." ”

The old paladin was indifferent, and Izzy said to himself, "Where's that old bastard from Lothar?"

The old paladin remained silent, but Izzy looked at the old paladin's performance and thought to himself:

"Can't say it, or won't say it? It means that Lothar is dealing with something that can't be said in this kingdom, and I think it's only things related to King Terenus that can't be said. ”

Thinking of this, Izzy stared carefully at Uther's face and said tentatively, "Lothar has gone to find Terenus." ”

When the old paladin heard this, his brow trembled slightly, and Izzy felt a little moved.

Ginger was still old and spicy, and the old sage's slight expression looked like it was pretending to be real and real, and Izzy couldn't be sure how accurate his guess was, but it also made Izzy very irritable, so he decided to scare the old stubborn.

"You can remain silent until the bodies of these fallen soldiers are torn apart by our wolves, and when they are reduced to excrement, I will return them to you. ”

"@#¥%!!" As soon as the old paladin heard Izzy's words, he immediately cursed bitterly, and tried his best to spew out all the filthy words he could think of, eager to scold Izzy to death with foul words.

But Izzy felt a little novel, and said in his heart: "It turns out that paladins can also curse." ”

He waited silently for the old paladin to scold enough, then beckoned to his herald, and spoke:

"Gather these 'wolf rations', and when the wolves are full, keep the dung with the bones, and throw them into the royal city of Lordaeron in a catapult for me one day to come!"

The herald glanced at Izzy in amazement, their orc tradition of glory did not allow them to desecrate the corpses of fallen warriors, even if they were killed enemies. (Except for the feud of the orcs, stupid ogres.) ）

However, the herald was quite clever, and when he looked at it, he saw that Izzy was making eye contact with him, and immediately understood, and replied, "Yes, Grand Chief." ”

"What the hell do you want to know?!"

Seeing that the bones of his soldiers were about to be desecrated in the most cruel way, Uther's defenses finally collapsed, and he shouted hysterically.

Izzy glanced at Uther indifferently, and said: "I'm still the same sentence, I ask you to answer, if you think it's an important secret, you can choose not to answer, I think it's okay, you can take these dead soldiers back." ”

Uther looked at Izzy with hatred in his eyes and nodded viciously.