"It's self-defeating...... What a self-defeating decision! Orgrim looked at the castle of Riptide with some chagrin and said to himself. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Orgrim, can you explain what happened?" Zujin stared at the paths marked by Orgrim on the hill for a long time, but he still had no clue, so he could only ask Orgrim himself.

"To put it simply, we don't have an isolated city in front of us; There is an army of at least 30,000 men to the west, about three hours to the west, who already know what Riptide is up to, and are rushing here. Orgrim said succinctly—out of stupidity for Zukin and Kilrog, he tried to pick what they could understand.

"This ...... How is this possible? That's not what we're getting, isn't that? Kilrog began to scream, then suddenly realized that he was a little too excited, and quickly explained, "Doomhammer, I'm not questioning you, it's just ...... How do you know? ”

Regarding the distribution of troops on the Alahi Heights, the orc side naturally has information from within the human kingdom, and it is impossible for such a team to threaten the tribal army on the Alahi Heights; What's more, even if it did, how did Orgrim deduce so much information from a group of griffons that flew out and came back?

"The distance is easy to calculate, all you need to know is the speed of the griffin messenger and the speed of the human march; As for the quantity...... If this human army is not enough, the griffon messengers will return only one or two at most, or even none, and all of them will go to Southsea Town or Lordaeron for help according to the plan. Orgrim explained.

"So...... Is it possible...... Are these griffon messengers deceiving us? Kilrog came up with a hypothesis.

"Deception?" Orgrim didn't understand what Kilrog meant.

"That's right, it's deception." Kilrog's one-eyed glowed red, and he boldly guessed, "Those messengers pretended to call for help, but they didn't, and returned halfway through, inducing us to make the wrong judgment. Is it possible? ”

When hunting wild wolves in the Nagrand steppes, Kilrog had a similar experience - when the she-wolf or male-wolf guarded the wolf's den, it was not easy for the lone orcs to break through; At this time, the experienced hunter will pretend to leave, and when the male or female wolf makes a wrong judgment and leaves the wolf den to feed, the hunter will burst in and capture all the wolf cubs.

"It's not impossible...... Ogrim touched his chin, a little surprised - he didn't expect Kilrog to think about it, it was a bonus-to-night bonus, but ......

"It's unlikely, though." Ogrim explained to Kilrog, "There's no point in deceiving like this at a time like this, what good is it for humanity to just get us to attack early?" Do they expect this to scare away our armies? Humans don't waste precious time doing such things, not to mention this kind of deception, we only need to send scouts to easily debunk. ”

"So we're going to attack as soon as possible?" Kilrog understood what Orgrim meant, and asked.

"That's right, gather all the chiefs, and we'll attack the city right away and take it before those human reinforcements arrive!" The hammer in Ogrimti's hand glowed in the night—a weapon passed down from generation to generation by the Hammer of Doom, enjoying the blessings of the Ancestral Souls—and though the Ancestral Spirits had refused to answer the orc's calls, the blessings had not gone away.

"Yes, Hammer of Doom!" Kilrog was thrilled - finally, the human race could be slaughtered once again, and the orc armies would sweep them all!

"Hey, hey, hey, you can finally kill it!" Zukin's grim laughter came from under his visor, and he removed the short-handled battle axe from his waist, spinning it in his hand - three thousand years later, it was time to repay the blood debt of the great war from the humans!

At the head of Fort Riptide, Prince Garin, heavily armed and armed with a two-handed broadsword, stood side by side with his father, King Solas, who was also clad in armor and holding a long-handled warhammer.

Seeing that the orc camp under the city was suddenly boiling, Prince Garin couldn't help but say, "Father, these orcs are about to attack!" ”

"Yes, His Royal Highness Prince Garin. The orcs should have seen those messengers who returned with you. If I were the commander of the orcs, I think I would have been able to judge the location of King Terenus's army, and I wonder if the leaders of these orcs have the eyesight. Kurbanke, standing behind Prince Garin and King Solas, interjected.

"I think so, I've heard the Prince of Arthas of Lordaeron mention that the leader of these orcs is a cunning fellow who loves to use intrigues." Prince Garin replied.

"If they can tell where Tyrenus is, then they must be trying to capture Riptide before Tyrenus arrives. I don't think these guys would have guessed that Terenus' army was all cavalry, so they should have a much worse judgment on the timing of Terenus' arrival. De Jong, the rest of the command will be handed over to you, although we don't have any advantages, but I will fight side by side with you! King Solas commanded the captain of his guard.

"Yes, Your Majesty!" De Jong was not at King Solas's side, but at a battlement not far away, carrying a stone throwing stone with a court guard; Hearing King Soras's order, he subconsciously responded, and then laboriously placed the throwing stone on the battlement for later use.

"You say, you saw the prince of Lordaeron? Will Terenus take his son with him on the march? That little guy must be less than ten years old, right? "King Solas seems to be more interested in what Prince Garin calls Alsace than the fierce battle of the castle that is about to take place.

"Yes, just ten years old, but the Prince of Alsace is very thin, and looks like he is six or seven years old." Prince Garin replied truthfully.

Seeing that his father pouted because he heard that Arthas was thin, Prince Garin hurriedly said: "But father, Prince Arthas was not taken by His Majesty King Tyrenus, he acted independently, and it is said that his teacher Uther and King Daelin of Kurtilas sent him to investigate why the Red Dragon joined the Orc Legion and became our enemy. ”

At Dunhold Castle, although Garin and Arthas began to have some misunderstandings, he still admired this clever little fellow, and when he saw his father despising him because he was small, he couldn't help but defend Arthas. (To be continued.) )