Orcs are brutal, and even on the battlefield, they will kill each other with their companions; Orcs are strong, an orc warrior that can resist three or four well-trained human soldiers at the same time...... These militiamen in Riptide Fort had never seen orcs before, nor had they fought orc warriors head-on, and their entire impression of orcs came from rumors and rumors.

Orcs also bleed, and in the face of death, they are just as cowardly - this is the first impression of Orcs by the militia of Fort Riptide. Every orc who climbed to the top of the city was pierced into his body at that moment by four or five sharp one-handed swords at the same time; The green-skinned monsters howled in severe pain, and before they could revolt before they could mount a dying revolt, several well-trained Riptide militiamen slammed down the walls with their shields.

Soon, silence fell back on the city. For those orcs who were knocked down from the city, they must have died no more; However, some orcs have their ropes cut and fall to the ground...... Therefore, he was not thrown to his death. The miserable howls of these orcs rang out from time to time under the city walls, adding a bit of sadness to the lonely battlefield.

Of course, in such a race war, the warring parties will not show any mercy to each other. Danas's order was soon given: "All archers stay on the walls, Ricks, from now on you are the commander of the walls." If those orcs don't give up in a moment, they will definitely launch a large-scale attack and greet these green-skinned cubs with your bows and arrows! ”,…,

After Ricks accepted the order, Danas gathered a thousand-man squad and moved the warriors off the walls. When the entire thousand-man team was lined up in front of the city gate, Danas also set off and walked down the city. Arthas had only then rushed to Danas's side, and walked side by side with the prince marshal of Rapidsburg under the city walls, asking, "Prince Danas." Although attacking from the city gate is the best strategy for the orcs, if we let go of the iron gates of the fortress of Dammod, those orcs will have to climb the high city even if they don't give up the siege, wouldn't that be more effective for defense? ”

Arthas didn't understand, since just now, this Prince Danas has been using the head-to-head battle with the orcs, and there can be a simpler way to defend the city, why didn't he use it? Arthas didn't think he could think of a problem that an experienced soldier like Prince Danas would ever think of, nor did he think that Prince Danas was a commander who didn't care about the casualties of his men.

Danas had already reached the gates of the city, and he paused and said to Arthas, "Prince Arthas, do you know how many orcs have come to our world? Arthas was stunned and shook his head—the exact number of the orc invasion army. The upper echelons of the alliance have not yet figured it out. ,…,

Danas nodded and said, "I don't know how many of these green-skinned monsters there are, but I do know that their number must not be as many as our human soldiers, and they may not even be comparable to the number of troops in our country of Stormgard." So, even the life of one, two, or even three warriors in exchange for the death of an orc warrior is worth it. ”

When Arthas heard this, his face immediately lowered - it turned out that this Prince Danas really did not care about the lives of his subordinates. The little prince was about to open his mouth to refute Danas's opinion, but the bald uncle's next words made him fall into deep thought: "Prince Arthas, do you know how long the farms on the Arathi Heights have not been cultivated by peasants? ”

Arthas is silent - King Solas of the kingdom of Stormgard has conscripted most of his men into the army; The elderly, women, and children also gathered together to make bows and arrows and armor. The abandonment of farming is almost inevitable. …,

"However, Lordaeron will continue to provide supplies...... "Arthas said halfway through his sentence, not going on. Not to mention the always barren Arathi Highlands, even the always fertile Hillsbrad Hills have been affected by the war, and this year's harvest is not yet known. ,…,

Danas knew what Arthas was thinking, and instead of dwelling on the subject, he turned his gaze to the infantry who were waiting for him, and said, "Prince Arthas, before the Orc invasion, the children of the peasant family reached your age, and it was time to help the family with their work; The children of aristocratic families, both men and women, dressed themselves up beautifully and went to all kinds of banquets and tea parties, of course, I have reservations about such behavior. But now, I don't know what is going on in the kingdom of Lordaeron...... But in Riptide Castle, both the sons of farmers and nobles were trained in military affairs, and bows and armour were made in workshops, and when they were a little older, they were sent into the army and began their military life. ”

Hearing Danas's words, Arthas nodded—although the situation in Lordaeron was not tense to the point of a national war of resistance such as that of the kingdom of Stormgard, there had been no banquet in his father's palace, which had always been extravagant, for several months. A wry smile appeared on the corner of Danas's mouth, and he continued: "How long will this war last?" Maybe on the day when humanity triumphs, I'll be gone, and you may not be there, Prince Arthas. Even after hundreds of years, there is no way for us to expel these orcs from our homeland. ”,…,

Alsace thought for a moment. What Danas said was right or wrong - no, the war would soon be over, and the orcs would be defeated and imprisoned by humans; On the right side, the orcs managed to gain a foothold in Azeroth, and eventually, even a dozen years later, when Arthas committed suicide in the Icecrown Fortress, humanity failed to achieve its current goal of banishing the green-skinned monsters from Azeroth.

Danas felt that the time was almost up, and the leader of the orcs on the opposite side should have already made a decision. He nodded at Arthas, who looked confused, and said, "Prince Arthas, whether you approve of it or not, I have only one thought, and that is to end this war as much as possible. I don't want it to be decades from now. Hundreds of years later, my descendants, all of us, are still shrouded in the clouds of war. If death can put an end to this war, I, and my boys, will never be at risk; If the sacrifice of our soldiers can buy those children a future where they don't have to fear war anymore, even if it is only a minute before that day comes......"

Before he could finish his sentence, Danas patted Arthas on the shoulder and turned and walked towards the City Gate Alley. The infantry phalanx, which had already been lined up, made way for his marshal a passage large enough to accommodate his burly body. Danas slapped the shoulders of the soldiers around him who showed fortitude and excitement on their faces, and squeezed to the front of the phalanx. ,…,

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