Thrall slowed down for a long time before he spoke: "Gary Vickers, your goblin troops, I have disappointed me too much, let's take charge of logistics in the rear in the future, war, it's really not for you." Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info"

After Sal finished speaking, he closed his eyes and began to think about the tribe's next plan, losing the goblin fleet, the tribe's strength at sea was only more than 40,000 warships of Gnardo, and in the face of a hundred thousand alliance fleets, Thrall's pressure was very great.

Just then, a Darkspear Troll messenger walked in and handed over a letter, saying, "Grand Chief of Sal, the Echo Islands of our Darkspear clan are under attack by the Alliance fleet, and I need support. ”

Thrall opened the letter and saw that it was Woking's note and said: "Sal, the hope of the Darkspear tribe on the Echo Islands, inhabited by female trolls and troll children of the Darkspear tribe, I'm sorry, in order to prevent the alliance from concentrating forces to attack the Echo Islands, I had to transfer the troops back to defend, rest assured, I have already organized the people to move to Durontar, when the Darkspear people in the Echo Islands are safe, I will take the troops to support you, Wojin." ”

Thrall let out a low roar and paced back and forth a few times before turning to the messenger, "Go tell Woking to hurry up, I hope he can return to his position before the Alliance army arrives." ”

The messenger took the order, and Thrall said to Itrig beside him, "Immediately order Sarufar, with his troops, to prepare to meet the army of the Alliance. ”

Itrig received the order, and Thrall said to Gary Vix: "Don't be idle, take your people immediately, and step up the construction of weapons and materials, the great war is coming." ”

Gary Vickers hurriedly said: "Then the loss I suffered this time, don't you plan to compensate for it?" ”

Thrall sneered: "Compensation, I didn't punish you and I was already very merciful, losing your goblin fleet, do you know what the tribe will face?" The waters of Azhara have been occupied by the fleet of the Night Elves, and Durotar is barely able to gain a foothold under the defense of the Horde fleet, and the destruction of the Barren Lands, the only group of tribal fleets, the goblin fleet, means that the alliance can gather more than 100,000 warships to storm the southern region of Durotar, and look at the losses suffered by the Echo Islands, all because of your defeat, your incompetence has seriously affected the entire battle situation of the Horde, Gary Vix, you better disappear from my sight immediately. ”

Garry Vix lowered his head and left cautiously, Sal was venting in the hall for a while, several coffee tables were broken wood, wine jugs were broken, things were crooked, at this time, a guard walked in and said to Sal: "Great Chief Sal, good news, Golek led the Warsong Clan to kill more than 100,000 enemies in the Eshara area, the Blackthroat Bears lost 80,000 soldiers, the Night Elves lost 50,000 soldiers, and Azhara won a great victory." ”

Sal's eyes lit up, he snatched the letter and looked at it, laughed and said, "Golek, it's really good, you, at once, copy thousands of copies of this letter and distribute it to all the troops." ”

Although this letter highlights that Golek led the Warsong Clan to wipe out hundreds of thousands of Blackthroat Bears and Night Elf troops, it did not drive the Night Elves out of Azhara and did not wipe out all the Blackthroat Orcs.

Thrall thought for a while, and said to the orcs on the side: "Go, pass the order, transfer all the troops of the Barrens back to Durotar, tell Kane, and let him quickly return to defend Mogore." ”

The orcs took the order and left.

Thrall's concerns are not unreasonable, the fall of Ratchet City, the influx of the Alliance army into the Barrens, whether it is the Horde or the Minotaur in the Barren Lands is not enough to fight against the Alliance army, instead of scattering the forces and letting the Alliance break each one, it is better to gather the troops and focus on defense, whether the Alliance army is going to attack Mogoray or Durotar, he can calmly deal with it.

The Barren Lands, Walker and his troops hurried towards the crossroads, as the center of the road in the Barrens, the location here is very important, the tribe has stationed heavy troops here, and the entire 50,000 elite troops of the tribe are stationed here.

In the big tent, the local orc commander had just boosted his morale and wanted to fight to the death with the alliance, when he received an order from Thrall, and had to give an order to withdraw the whole army to Durontal, and when Walker arrived, it was when they left, when he received the news that the tribal army took the initiative to retreat, Walker made several calculations in his heart, and finally turned into a helpless sigh.

Don't look at the tribal army is only 50,000, but they are all elite troops, backed by Durontal, they can be supported at any time, if they can't be eliminated in a short time, it will attract the tribe's army, Walker looked at the troops he brought again, and regretted it in his heart, whether it is from the perspective of combat power or discipline, where is this the regular army of the Alaso Empire, and they are still a little short of the second-line troops? Relying on these troops to be able to dominate the wetlands, it is really lucky.

Yvette saw Walker's dissatisfaction with his troops, and said to Walker: "What are you sighing at the troops, as if to say, our Thirteenth Legion is not good." ”

Walker looked at Yvette's appearance, opened his mouth, closed it decisively, kicked off the horse's belly, and walked forward.

Yvette and Reese had a good time in the wetlands, and they didn't bother to talk to them in the open air, and when they got to the battlefield, or let them see the real Legion, they would understand how inferior their so-called Thirteenth Legion was.

Ress stepped forward to Yvette and said, "What's wrong?" What did you say to your brother? ”

Yvette said, "My gut tells me that Walker has a little bit of a disdain for our legion. ”

Rose said, "Isn't that normal?" ”

Yvette frowned and said, "You see it that way, too?" ”

Rhys nodded and said, "See for yourself, it's really hard for people to look at them like this." ”

Rose looked at the thirteenth legion pointedly, the most chaotic formation, a large part of the thirteenth legion is newly recruited, has no combat experience, and its own strength is not strong, not long after joining the army, they are still in the adaptation stage, such a force, can it be compared with the regular army? ”

Yvette said, "That's just part of the soldiers, aren't my Lothar troops just as elite?" (To be continued.) )