Starting from Lu Xi, the coalition soldiers didn't pay attention to the growing orc army at all. In fact, they do have such reasons for arrogance. In any era, the combat effectiveness of an army is by no means determined by numbers. If the other party's composition is really only the Centaur Blood Banner and the El Alamein Troll Hunters, which is a fairly professional Order-style weapon, the coalition generals may be more careful.

However, when the other party slowed down the pace of the march, let more than 100,000 kobolds and goblins follow to gather the crowd and courage, and waited for the remnants of the army and the small clans to reconcile, it already reflected the spirit of the other party at this moment.

Since the enemy is still at least three days away from here, it is natural to take this opportunity to take a good rest. And so, a grand feast began. Thousands of Rosa and wildebeest were slaughtered at the same time, put on the grill, or stewed into broth. Orcs seldom dispose of livestock in such a bold way, because a living animal may be the only means of production for a family. However, as a coalition side, of course, it will not consider this waste problem, and it is not PLA, so will it be necessary to consider the failure of rations on the side of the loser?

Of course, in this world, it is not uncommon to get carried away and be ridden in the face. Don't talk about those Yuan bosses in their hometowns, even in this world, it is common to have an absolute advantage but are raided by people and lose all the games. If Lu Xi is really completely mentally retarded, or if this world is also a downright inferior stream, probably this will really happen, right?

However, I am also a person who wants to be a famous general! Of course, Romance doesn't count, just talk about history, have you heard of the famous generals of that era, and they were actually attacked by people at night? Oh, Zhao Min's brother can't be counted as a parallel import......

All in all, after a lively bonfire, the Coalition soldiers had their most comfortable dinner since they set out from the Great Lakes. Of course, the taste of Rosamon's barbecue is far from superior, and the broth made by the lack of all kinds of expensive seasonings is far more fishy than the meaty aroma, however, for these ordinary soldiers, the setting of eating as much meat as they want is a heavenly enjoyment. What's more, every soldier was given a glass of wine—although it was a crude soju brewed by the orcs, and it had no taste other than the smell of alcohol—that is, it was the Dawn Festival on weekdays, and I am afraid that there would be no food standards today.

The morale of the soldiers was very high, and of course it was very normal for them to get drunk one by one. It stands to reason that a glass of wine should not have such a great effect, but it is about that the wine is not drunk and everyone is drunk, right? Everyone was very happy, and after the banquet, they all slept deeply.

In this case, if no one is doing things, it really does not conform to the objective law. So, on this foggy night without moonlight, nearly a thousand orcs and troll hunters, riding flying beasts under the cover of the fog, approached the Temple of Falling Blades. Instead of attacking the barracks outside the city, they swooped straight at the temple. Their goal is also probably quite clear - decapitation! Do everything you can to destroy the enemy's command. It's a tactic that doesn't really have much originality, but it's not creative because it's so easy to use. In addition, it is basically common sense that the enemy commander will definitely live in the most luxurious building in the city. From this point of view, the judgment of the air cavalry is certainly not wrong.

However, when they had just emerged from the clouds and rushed towards the temple, some of the powerful people with super eyesight could even see the sky rose flag at the top of the temple, and the gunshots like fried beans suddenly rang out, continuous and resounding.

The orcs were hit head-on at the first time. Just after the first round of gunfire rang out, more than a third of the orcs or troll hunters took the gun. It was the first time they had suffered such an injury, and as if they had been struck by lightning, they completely lost the ability to maintain their balance in the saddle, and they fell from the back of the flying beast. Even those who were not shot were stunned, completely unaware of what kind of blow they had suffered.

Some of the flying beasts were frightened and scurried in place. However, some of the flying beasts subconsciously continued to move forward, and then suffered a second salvo bombardment from a dense guide gun. The beasts were torn apart by bullets and fell to the ground with a wail. A small number of particularly brave flying beasts carried their equally brave masters to the city wall, but at this time, they were already covered in bruises and panting, and they were cut down in an instant by the elite soldiers who had already prepared around them.

A rather large bipedal wyvern rushed to the side of the tower, ready to spit out its own thunderbolts, but was instantly set on fire by hundreds of guide guns. The armor-piercing demon-piercing bullet pierced through its scales, which were at least orders of magnitude weaker than the real dragon, and completely exploded in its body, seemingly detonating the source of mana in its body, and directly began to explode. The two-legged wyvern didn't have time to let out a scream, and the out-of-control magic power had already ignited his body, and he directly turned into a big fireball, and smashed straight into the ground.

"In the future, this battle can be called the Belka Hills Turkey Shooting Competition, right?" Lu Xi, who was standing on the tower, smiled at Valerius beside him.

"Our strengths in all respects are decisive. This kind of night attack is nothing more than the enemy's last death throes! After that, although the battle has not yet begun, I can already be sure that victory is unshakable! ”

"You're really here for a date, Mr. Valerius! But in fact, how dare I play like this without two thousand elven hunter masters with rifled guide guns? In the darkness of night, who can guarantee the accuracy of the shot, except for the elves, and even the enemy can't see it, right? And in this world, apart from them, who can play this classical rifled rifle with the effect of an anti-aircraft cannon? Lu Xi sighed: "If it weren't for them, of course I would have to dismantle the groups of dragon rages on Lao Pa's body and set them up in a few high places with a good view of the temple." Although this is not impossible, I feel sorry for Lao Pa when I dismantle it, and I feel very troublesome when I think about it! ”

Valerius didn't understand the meaning of the second half of the sentence, but he still said very seriously: "Formulating reasonable tactics according to the staffing of his command is the characteristic of a good commander. ”

"Maybe, but the more important reason may be that I haven't met an opponent of the same level yet." Lu Xi thought of the scene when he fought against the South China Sea female military god in the "Minerva Chessboard", even if he had a generation-level weapon, he still won a little risky. From this point of view, Lu Xi, a "famous general", is actually a little wet...... Well, you can't think much of that. Anyway, as long as he can continue to win like this, he is still the undoubted "God of War", whether it is the official history or the legend, he will say so. At most, thousands of years later, there is a group of conscientious young historians who say something behind their backs that can only fool the two diseases of the brain.

By this time, the gunfire had begun to slowly thin out. This is not a problem with the physical strength or ammunition supply of the elven hunters, but Lu Xi's initial arrangement. After the enemy has been hit head-on, deliberately slow down the pace and give the opponent a little hope. This is also Lu Xi's bet that these fanatical believers will have enough blood courage, or enough shaft, no matter how big the loss is, as long as there is a little hope, they can't give up the hope of taking their own heads.

Fortunately, Lu Xi should have won the bet. This group of orcs, whose brains are completely unreasonable, really seem to think that the enemy has reached the end of their crossbows, and they have not fled, but have pounced one by one. For a time, more than 100 orcs and troll hunters entered the temple.

"Then, I'll go down and prepare." Valerius clasped his helmet and nodded slightly to Lu Xi.

"You have two tasks. Take off, cut off the retreat of all the attackers tonight, and not let any of them go. Second, after killing them, go and harass the enemy's main forces in the north. Attention, it's okay to harass, don't fight! ”

"Please rest assured!" The old knight nodded and stepped back.

Of course, Lu Xi was very relieved. Although the cooperation has not been long, he is already well aware of the abilities of his chief retainer, and such a small thing can certainly be done very well.

This night attack from a high altitude is about the only reliable "tactic" that the enemy can think of. Once they are completely wiped out, it means that they have lost their mastery of the high altitude, and of course they can only lead the whole army to fight a tough battle, which can give Lu Xi the greatest room for maneuver. The current army that has rushed over is about all the mobile forces that the orcs can use at the Orgrimmar headquarters. If you can completely defeat it, all the strategic initiative will be in your own hands.

"Well, everything will be in three days, waiting to be seen." Lu Xi said to himself. Then he found a chaise longue on the tower, covered it with a thick blanket, and slept in his clothes amid the continuous sound of gunfire, shouts of killing, and the screams of the orcs one after another. He suddenly felt that sleeping in such a situation actually felt quite interesting.

The attack of the orc flying riders did not last for twenty minutes, and was soon defeated by the combined strangulation of the elven hunters and the air knights who had already taken off. Then, before the sun rose in the early morning, before Lu Xi got up, the air cavalry set off with all their troops under the leadership of Valerius.

They returned the evening of the next day. Although the soldiers were a little tired, there was almost no attrition in battle, and everyone had joy and excitement on their faces. Obviously, Lu Xi's chief retainer completely held the whole audience and achieved a lot of results.

"We attacked their grain fields. Of course, there are some troubles, the main military rations of the orcs are dried meat and dairy products, plus ......" Old Knight Dao.

"Plus the goblins and kobolds who are cannon fodder around you?" Lu Xi added with a smile.

The old knight raised his eyebrows subtly, and then nodded: "That's true." I've been a horse all my life, but I may not be able to accept the habits of orcs in my life. Thankfully, we had the potions provided by the alchemists, so we could just drop them from the air. Although it will not let the enemy run out of food like this, it will be enough to make them chaotic for a while. ”

"Good work!" Lu Xi nodded slightly, and then sighed again: "...... Sad. Burning grain and grass or something, isn't it okay to catch a few sparrows and bring some saltpeter? It still takes my loyal knights to work so hard. ”

“…… Well, I'm sorry, my lord, but you just ...... Eh, is it a joke? ”

"No, it's just a deep grudge against certain settings." Lu Xi pursed his lips: "In short, we just need to recharge our energy now and wait for tomorrow's war to strike." You also need to rest well, after this battle, the hardest thing is still you cavalry. ”

"That's as it should be! In fact, it's a pleasure to work under you. It's not hard work. Valerius slapped a sycophant who was at least fifty percent sincere, thought for a moment, and said, "I think it's likely that the main force of the orcs won't be able to catch up tomorrow." According to our observations in the past few days, this orc army is constantly absorbing the remnants of the Storm Clan, as well as some small clans in the vicinity who have rushed over to support, and deliberately slowed down the march. Plus our yesterday's"

"It couldn't be better." Lu Xi felt that this was the best laugh he had heard today, far better than the air cavalry polluting the enemy's supplies with potions.

Sure enough, just like the old knight's judgment. By the fourth day, the main force of the enemy army had not arrived, but a small number of wolf scouts appeared on the horizon, and they were quickly driven out by the Oakland and Wood Elf riders. By the time Miss Amosalla returned with her expedition that evening, the enemy had not yet arrived.

Of course, the dwarves were all beaming. Obviously, in the remains of an ancient mine that has been abandoned for 10,000 years, they have gained a lot.

"The benefits are even greater than I imagined." The little dwarf princess said beautifully, "If I tell you the proven reserves, maybe you will regret it." Poor orcs, sad barbarians, if they had half the mining power of ours, no, even half of their old masters, the Gelzas, they would not be short of iron, would they? ”

"Oh, then don't tell me. Remember to provide the North Industry Chamber of Commerce and the Future Science and Technology Chamber of Commerce with a little discounted refined iron and Qiyao crystals in the future. Lu Xi said casually.

The whole army had another rather comfortable night. It wasn't until the evening of the fourth day that countless bonfires finally appeared on the distant horizon, like countless fireflies suddenly emerging from behind the night.

"Don't care. The enemy army, though outnumbered, was already a rabble, exhausted and exhausted, and it was possible to prepare for battle until tomorrow morning at the latest. ”

"We can actually launch a counter-charge, take advantage of their unstable foothold, and take them by surprise!" Someone suggested to.

"There is no need for this at all. Night battles, both for friends and foes, have a pressure, and I don't like the feeling that I can't find the generals, the generals can't find the centurion, and the centurion can't find the soldiers. If the cyan lancers had more than 5,000 soldiers who could crush the enemy in one blow, I might have chosen to do so, but there was no need for it now. Lu Xi ordered: "Everyone can sleep beautifully, as long as the sentinels are completely attentive." ”

Yes, although the number of people pressed by the enemy has exceeded that of the coalition forces, at this time, even the rookies of the Fourth Legion, who only fought one battle with the most inexperienced actual combat experience, still have no fluctuation in their hearts, and even want to laugh a little.

They have absolutely no chance of failing! As long as that person is still standing in their midst.

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