Is the tribe really coming to North County?

Did the main force of the tribe really go north?

Is the Stormwind Royal Legion really fighting?

What do those idiots think!

After hearing this series of news, Lothar, who was on the front line, could not contain the anger on his face.

As the Generalissimo, Lothar can actually sit in her office in Stormwind and enjoy the wine and beauty, flirting and strategizing. In fact, as a commander in charge of the whole situation, going to the front line in person was a mistake in itself.

But Lothar had no choice.

He doesn't even have a decent general under him!

The Iron Horse Brotherhood is more than ferocious, but not wise. They can charge into battle, but let them command the battle, and this group of brothers who have trained their muscles to the brain say that they are not that material at all.

The aristocratic generals were useless, and for the aristocratic camp that had almost gone to the opposite side of Lothar, it was impossible to put their few outstanding talents in the hands of their sworn enemies. And civilian generals......

It's better not to talk about this sad story.

Therefore, Lothar was extremely embarrassed to find that he could only do everything himself.

And when Lothar came to the front line to fight, the power trade in the rear unfolded silently again.

I don't know what price was paid, and the military power quietly returned to the hands of the nobles again. I don't know if it was because the war had blocked faith, or if King Lane did it on purpose, Lothar didn't even know what was going on.

Why did the royal legion that he had told him that he must not leave Stormwind City would appear in the North County! It's hard to separate from the orcs!

Lothar, who has seen the combat effectiveness of orcs, knows very well that humans and orcs can only be pressed to the ground and rubbed when they play field warfare. The only possibility of victory for your side is to clear the wilderness with a strong wall, and a drag is carried out throughout. This is one of the reasons why he chose to build a defensive line on the edge of the Elwyn Forest.

He wanted to use his presence to give the rear more time and transfer more things. When the tribe arrived, there wasn't even a single needle left for them on the ground!

But now, all plans have been disrupted.

In order to ensure that the elite of the Royal Legion is not wasted in unnecessary battles by that group of idiots, Lothar must return to the rescue.

Whether assisting in the retreat or flanking from both sides, he had to leave the somewhat sturdy fortifications.

Walk through the forest

Facing a myriad of possible ambushes......

Pig teammates!

Lothar really wanted to walk away and go straight back to Stormwind and ask them why by the neck of the idiots, but he couldn't.

Without the Royal Legion, Stormwind's ability to withstand the orc onslaught is still a question.

Even if it can resist the orcs, after the first battle, what will Stormwind City be weakened into?

You know, the most terrifying threat always comes from behind your back. The deadliest attack is always the moment you think you can rest.

Gritting his teeth, looking at Ren Fan, who had a faint smell of blood, and Khadgar, who was gray-haired and slightly tired, next to him, Lothar said:

"Everyone, help me, retreat!"

The gate of the wall opened, and the most elite and rare heavy cavalry opened the way, and after confirming the safety of the surroundings, a whistle was made, and the originally solid wall was suddenly pushed away from the inside, and the dust was flying. Behind the wall, the soldiers who had already lined up poured out as fast as they could. The whole action was noisy, but with a hint of order.

But Lothar knew that this order would not last long.

The mage is hidden in the center of the team, dressed in the clothing of a normal soldier, surrounded by special soldiers who are responsible for protection. This is done in order to minimize the difficulty of preventing an effective counterattack in the event of an attack. It's just the effect...... It's better to know than nothing.

Led by Ren Fan's dazzling light, the soldiers quickly found their way. Holding their weapons a little nervously in their hands, they knew that once they left the fortress, they would face the terrifying beasts face to face. Some of them had already been in contact with orcs, and no matter how brave they were to fight them, such orcs could fight ten, and at this moment, they were all nervous in a cold sweat.

And in the jungle in the distance, startled birds also told them that a great war was coming.

Squinting slightly, Lothar stood at the top of the entire camp with an indifferent expression, an expression of everything under control. At the same time, the retreat was also being carried out in an orderly manner. The thousand-man phalanx is constantly taking shape, and then inevitably twisting rapidly as it moves, forming another shape. Around them, the remaining thousand-man squad that was gathering was preoccupied, ready for any enemy that might arise.

And the riots in the jungle are getting closer.

The rugged mountain road could not stop the orcs from running wildly, and the orcs in the wild ran out of the shade of a tree like a mad rhinoceros, brandishing their tattered weapons and rushing straight into the dense array of guns. Then, before he could slow down, the orc was impaled through the body by several spears. The huge inertia shook the gun in the orc's body aside, and a small gap appeared in the gun array that was originally as dense as a porcupine with vertical thorns. And then, behind the dead orc, another green-skinned and red-eyed monster pounced and tore a breakthrough with its own body.

The spear array, which was originally used to deal with the onslaught of the cavalry, was turned upside down by a hundred and ten orcs with their own deaths almost instantly.

The soldiers who followed behind Ren Fan quickly dispersed and disappeared into the woods in an organized manner. On the other side, the mage, who was hiding among the soldiers, also opened fire. The sudden spell effectively stifled the orc onslaught, giving the human soldiers a chance to breathe. But this group of mages is just a group of mediocre people, far less lethal than Khadgar's perverted lethality. The assistance they can provide to the soldiers is practically minimal.

After getting used to the mage's scattered and loose spells, or more orcs on top, the mage's advantage gradually faded.

But at least they stabilized the human formation.

The soldiers rushing out of the camp continued to strengthen the thickness of the defensive line, and the impact of the orcs became more and more difficult to achieve. Even if the casualties were more shameful than the human being could cry, Lothar believed that as long as he persevered, the victory would be his own.

Because the number of orcs will not be too many.

Their main forces are still some distance from here.

And his trump card is still in his own hands.

The commander of the orcs was a very thoughtful and intelligent man, and he could not have arranged for only these people to be sent to death. Behind this group of orcs, there must be a reserve. It is believed that the commander is also waiting for his side to be unable to withstand the pressure at this time, and to throw in the reserve team for support.

In such a battle, whoever throws himself into the reserve first will face the defeat of death first.

So, Lothar has been waiting.

Wait for the other person's move.

And now it seems that it is not themselves who need to be the first to be put into the reserves, but the orcs.

A wolf howl rang out from the deep jungle, and Lothar's eyes lit up. As the first wolf appeared in front of Lothar's eyes with the knight on his back, the generalissimo finally breathed a sigh of relief. With a heavy punch, Lothar's excited breathing became a little heavier.

The enemy has already started to lift his hole cards, and his odds have increased by a few points.

However, Lothar was not blindly optimistic, and he had heard of the strength of this group of knights riding giant wolves. However, he was not very worried, and with a wave of his hand, he suddenly went on a blind date with Ren Fan's previous joke, and Lothar shouted loudly to Khadgar, who was not far away, with his eyes closed:

"Come out, humanoid self-propelled cannon - Cade minus X!"