Chapter Twenty-Eight: Night Attack, Night Attack!
Settlement apologizes to everyone, the state of the past two days is really bad, from today onwards it will be normal and normal, today five watches, tomorrow will be more changes, no less than three watches.
The night was hazy, and the misty night shrouded the Arathi Heights, with grass and night entwining among the branches.
The Hammer Town in the dark night is extremely silent, deserted, and there is not much activity at night in the world of Azeroth, even if it is a civilized race like humans, after the night comes, most people will choose to rest, and races like the Gnolls are even more so, the sun sets and the sun rises, which applies to the vast number of barbarian races.
The round wooden fences around Hammer Town, acting as the walls of Hammer Town, exude a smell of blood, and the dried blood is densely covered with the fence, and the smell lingers for a long time.
The flames in the brazier snapped and burned, accompanied by gusts of cool breeze, and the flames swayed from side to side, illuminating the gates of Falling Hammer Town.
A small group of sturdy gnolls, armed with weapons, walked back and forth on patrol, one group walked by, another team came again, back and forth, and repeatedly.
The Wolf Tooth Clan is not a small clan among the gnolls, they have the spirit of a wolf, that is, they are suspicious, guarding against possible dangers.
In the vast night, in the grass in the distance, a group of people were carefully watching the defense of the gate of Falling Hammer Town, silent, and for a long time it was Baron Eliberg who broke the cold silence and spoke; "This is the third shift change, the Wolf Tooth Clan is very vigilant, and the people guarding the door are the strongest brute soldiers,"
"There was not a moment of relaxation. I want to take advantage of their negligence to solve it. It's impossible. Baron Elibergh gave the final verdict.
"Let's go," Rex nodded, and then took the lead in retreating, and the gnolls in Hammer Town in the night, not noticing a group of people, were watching him, not knowing that a wild beast had opened its fangs.
After walking for about a quarter of an hour, Rex's group arrived at the place where they had left their mounts. Riding on the mount, there was nothing to say all the way, only the sound of the mount galloping, which spread in the dark night,
Soon they had returned to a camp in the mountains of the Arathi Highlands, which were not very numerous, but on the northern edges, all of them were mountains, cutting off the connection with Hinterland. Surrounded by mountains, there are countless peaks that jug into the clouds.
Rex is here for the Gnolls. Naturally, I didn't dare to make a big fanfare to let all the gnolls know, I came, but there were traces hidden, the traces of five thousand people were very difficult to hide, and it stands to reason that there was no way to hide the gnolls, but if someone helped, it would not be necessarily, the benefits of Prince Galen were reflected, Arathi Heights was Prince Galen's hole card, even if it could not be fully controlled now, but as a land snake, there were still some methods, plus Wolgan's cooperation, five thousand people did not cause much reaction, which was also a consideration when sending troops.
If there are too many troops, it is impossible to hide it, and 5,000 people is already the limit.
The camp was set up in the mountains, taking advantage of the terrain here, hiding their tracks, and after returning to the camp, Rex and Baron Elibergh walked directly into the brightly lit tent.
This big tent is extremely luxurious, the whole body is sewn together with the above good ember silk cloth, looking at the appearance of the traces of stitching can not be seen at all, as if it is natural, it is obviously the master's handwriting, such a good thing, naturally not Rex's own special production zuò, Rex has not been so defeated, this thing died in the palace of Lordaeron and seized, it belongs to Darkan, the high elves will enjoy, never treat themselves badly, originally according to Rex's meaning, it is to separate this tent, Ember silk cloth is a good thing, but it was discouraged, because the level of making this tent is very high, it can be said that it is difficult to find in the world, and it has the value of inheritance.
Sitting on the bearskin-paved main seat, Rex glanced at the others and sat down before speaking; "Is Douglas sure he will assassinate them?"
Stalker Douglas, a very unsound name, his name is incomparably similar to another name, and the last word in the name, with the word Si, compared with several people in his family, Douglas is too bad, not to mention that it is compared with Sargeras, even Alsace and Kael'thas, it is far from comparable, when he heard the other party's name, Rex's first thought in his heart was that Douglas was blind with such a loud name.
Rex said to the person sitting under his left hand, this person is about forty years old and is at his peak, his strength is in the middle of the ninth order, but he has a public face, and he belongs to the kind that is still in the crowd and can never be found, the stalker, this is the strongest stalker in Gilnes, his storage zài, Rex didn't know about it, but during the battle of Gilnes, one of the two ninth-order powerhouses appeared.
A warlock, a stalker.
For these two, how could Rex let them go and let them continue to live a reclusive life, so after the victory of the war, Rex did not hesitate to recruit the two, and this stalker Douglas agreed to Rex after thinking about it.
For the two of them, life in Gilneth is not very good, not only in Gilneth, but even in the entire Eastern Kingdom, the situation that the two have to face is almost the same, and the most fundamental reason for this is only one point, that is, both of them are inclined to dark professions, not sunshine professions, the world of Azeroth is no longer a game world, they are all players, choose warlocks and stalkers, you will find them cool and attractive.
In the real world, everyone yearns for the light, the two professions of stalker and warlock, are not as high as the evaluation of the warriors of the mainland, for Douglas, if his physical condition was qualified, he would definitely be a warrior, instead of choosing a stalker, but unfortunately Douglas is relatively thin, as a warrior is not qualified at all, and there is no awakening mage talent, and in the end he has no choice but to take the stalker route.
In the face of the chips offered by Rex, he has no power to refuse, official position and money, this is the temptation and confusion offered by Rex, both of them have families and save zài, and their lives are not very satisfactory, Rex can make their family life better, and there is no choice.
"It's not difficult for His Highness to kill them, but it's hard not to alarm others," Douglas said respectfully, shaking his head slightly.
Looking at the unruly Douglas who saw him at the beginning, now he is obedient like a kitten, Rex still has a sense of accomplishment, no matter who is unruly, as long as he starts to want to mix the system, he will become docile, and if he wants to climb up, he has to let go of that self-esteem.
Rex began to think about it, the gnolls on patrol were all brutes, all of them were not weak, and they were not much different from the Wolf Roar Clan, the Wolf Tooth Clan did not have a ninth-order chieftain, but the eighth order was a little more, there were seven of them, and their internal struggle was not as fierce as the Wolf Roar Clan because of the orcs, and there were five eighth-order strengths who were still alive.
Among them, there is one who is personally responsible for the defense of the gate of Falling Hammer Town, which has to say that the Wolf Tooth Clan is very careful, one of the five high-level leaders is personally responsible, and if it is replaced by other clans and tribes, who will do this, even if it is a human being, it can be called the only one with no other branches.
"Are the troops in Wolgan ready?" Rex thought about it for a moment, then asked Aureth, who was sitting at the end.
"It's all ready, but it's going to be hard to sneak up on Hammer Town, the Wolffang Clan is very vigilant, and we can't hide our whereabouts," Oris replied.
If you want to kill the Wolf Tooth Clan, you have to reduce the sacrifice and fight head-on, then it will definitely not work, sneak attack, this is inevitable, I thought that I could easily solve the Wolf Tooth Clan, but after watching the defense of the Wolf Tooth Clan in person this time, Rex knew that it was difficult to sneak attack the Wolf Tooth Clan, this clan was usually so vigilant, if other warning signs were heard, the defense was not more tight, and it was impossible to give the enemy a chance.
Watching countless times in the movie, there are night attacks, which are all based on the fact that the two sides are in a state of war, and the camps they have established are not far away, and they can touch it after dark, and now Rex's camp is far away from Hammer Town, and it can't be caught overnight, and the real main force of the battle is not Rex and them, but Wolgan.
After thinking about it for a long time, Rex didn't find any good way, he knew this, so he didn't change his plan, but brought the archmage, if there was an archmage's portal, this sneak attack would be completed, it would be a very light thing.
As long as the archmage builds the portal, Wolgan only needs to lead the army to start rushing, and it can be completed.
But then he shook his head, now to call the archmage, obviously late, the delay is too long, and the current main city of Lordaeron can't be without heroes and powerhouses, after this idea surfaced in Rex's mind, he was directly expelled by Rex.
"I'll personally deal with that eighth-order gnoll, are you sure that the other gnolls won't alarm the other gnolls?" Rex asked Douglas.
"No," Douglas replied cheerfully, shaking his head slightly.
"Well, what if we add a small team?" Rex continued,
"Yes," Douglas replied.
"If you use him, will you use me to help you get rid of a small patrol team?"
"No,"
In the darkness of the night, a weapon depicting the head of a roaring wolf in the sky kept flashing with light. (To be continued......)