Cheng Xiaotian's face immediately became fierce, and he asked sharply: "It seems that you don't understand anything, you don't have any useful information, how can you fight this battle?" It is necessary to know that there are clouds in the art of war, and only by knowing oneself and knowing the other can one not be defeated in a hundred battles, Zi said: The Tao is the way, not the clear way! The son once said: There are friends from afar, and they are very happy......"

Cheng Xiaotian was talking endlessly there, and the orcs were dumbfounded, and at the same time secretly praised in his heart, he was really a cultural person! What is this all about? But in the end, they still understood that Cheng Xiaotian meant that he was going to send scouts who knew how to do business to spy on the military situation. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

But who understands the profession? Everyone looked for it with their eyes, and finally shook their heads dejectedly, orcs who understand military affairs, there is no way to have them here.

Cheng Xiaotian shook his head and lamented, "It seems that I can only go out in person." ”

Even spying on the military situation had to be done by the new chief in person, and everyone was ashamed of this and lowered their heads one after another. Cheng Xiaotian glanced around, secretly breathed a sigh of relief, put Xiao Minghua behind him, turned around and wanted to leave.

At this moment, a shout came from behind him.

"Great Chief!"

Cheng Xiaotian turned his head in a daze, and met the solemn gaze of Upper Garrush.

Garrosh didn't say anything in the end, just looked at it like this, and Cheng Xiaotian could understand that look at a glance. He's asking, "Are you going to be gone forever?"

"Wait for me!" Somehow, Cheng Xiaotian's eyes flickered a little, and he subconsciously said this sentence.

Hearing this, Garrosh breathed a sigh of relief, Cheng Xiaotian touched the ground with both feet, dodged and swept up the high wall and went out, never looking back.

As soon as his feet hit the ground, his figure immediately spread out at full speed, and in the incredulous gaze of the orcs on the city, he saw a streamer of light passing by, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

The orcs in the city cheered loudly, they had never even heard of such a speed, this new high chief was really powerful!

Listening to the mountain of cheers behind him, Cheng Xiaotian's brows furrowed more and more, and his heart was panicked. Xiao Minghua raised his hand and rubbed it on his eyebrows, looking at it curiously.

Cheng Xiaotian sneered: "It's fine, the Azeroth orcs are also in the coalition army, and the Sons of Lothar Legion won't slaughter here, right?" ”

Minghua shook his head blankly, "What did my father say?" The child doesn't understand. ”

"It's good if you don't understand." Cheng Xiaotian muttered, stopped, and stood in front of a big tree with a broken tendon tied to the tree.

Standing here, the cheers of the orcs could no longer be heard behind him, and the hoofs in front of him were like a tide, and the legion of the Children of Lothar was approaching.

After a little hesitation, Cheng Xiaotian gritted his teeth and waved his backhand, and the huge battle axe roared and rolled and slammed into the big tree, making a "sonorous" scream.

After throwing the tomahawk, Cheng Xiaotian didn't stop any longer, took the big tree as the mark, and galloped to the southeast.

Not long after they left, there was a mountain barrier in front of them, and the army drove out with murderous spirit. This vanguard was all wearing heavy armor, the armor was covered with knife and axe wounds, and the soldiers were all cold-eyed, obviously a hundred battle divisions.

At the front of the line, the leader was not a warrior or a knight, but a middle-aged man in a cyan magic robe.

After running out of the narrow mountain road, the advance of the army began to accelerate, and the banner was displayed. In the rear, a herald with a small flag on his back rushed to the head of the team and reported to the mage.

"Your Excellency Master Khadgar, Commander Tulayan told you to slow down, and by the way, I also asked you what you were eating for lunch today, so that people could prepare in advance." The herald's tone was lighthearted, and Archmage Khadgar laughed "haha".

"It's still early for lunch, wait until the matter is done before we discuss, maybe, we will repair in this Warsong clan's stockade at noon today." Khadgar laughed.

"Order!" The herald saluted, then turned back and ran to the rear.

Khadgar shook his head, where is this to transmit military information, it's just chatting, using the war machine to gossip, it's really corrupt......

However, there is no military information to pass on here, this time the sons of Lothar in Fort Glory are exhausted, plus the 10,000 troops deployed by Stormwind City, a full 20,000 elites, how dare the small Warsong clan resist?!

In a few moments, the advance of the army was forced out of the city, and Khadgar had reined in and stopped the team a stone's throw away.

Looking at the orc defenders waiting at the head of the city, the smile on his face faded a little.

"Interesting, looking at this posture, is the Battle Song Clan actually planning to resist?" Khadgar turned back and said, the soldiers behind him laughing.

These soldiers have been fighting in Draenor for decades, and all of them are elite veterans, all of whom are murderous, and compared to them, the legions of Stormwind are simply new recruits. In their opinion, even if the whole of the Warsong Clan went into battle, it would be very simple to step on Talan Peak.

As the soldiers gathered like flowing water, a cavalry phalanx was formed layer by layer, without any chaos, and the military power became more and more powerful. At that moment, a tall orc stood at the head of the city, and Khadgar looked at it as the local chieftain, Garrosh-Hell's Roar.

"We are the Sons of Lothar of Fort Glory, and we have come to collect provisions, and we ask the cooperation of Chief Garrosh to do not resist, and do not bring ruin to your people." Khadgar shouted, he said this extremely arrogantly, but the orcs at the head of the city did not respond to the scolding, they knew very well the strength of this legion, Khadgar was not talking big.

Garrosh shouted without humility or arrogance: "I'm sorry, Your Excellency Archmage, we don't have much food, and if we give it to you, some of us will starve to death." And our new Great Chief said, this clan, never pay tribute! ”

His words immediately aroused the blood of the orcs, who brandished their battle axes and shouted over and over again: "No tribute!" Never be a slave! ”

"Hey!" Khadgar shook his head, a look of hatred for iron, and sighed, "Are these orcs crazy? He chose to perish. ”

Hearing this, a fierce look appeared on the face of a general beside him, and he saluted: "Your Excellency, the headquarters is very willing to carry out your order, please give the order, I promise that it will only take an hour to take down this wall, and I will never delay you and the commander to have lunch." ”

"Hmm." Khadgar nodded silently and continued to think.

The general's face was happy, and he immediately shouted and began to reorganize the army.

On the wall, Garrosh's face changed, looking at the posture, the army of the sons of Lothar was really going to attack! Now the question is, where is Cheng Xiaotian? Could he really ......

He didn't dare to think about this question anymore, if Dazhai was broken and his clansmen were slaughtered, then he really died 10,000 times and it was not enough to apologize!

"Warriors of Warsong, prepare for battle!" Garrosh stood on a high place and yelled, his voice hoarse.

Just when the two sides were tense, Khadgar finally raised his head and stretched out his hand to the subordinates who were gathering, "Slow! ”

He then gave a barrage of orders, and the attack was stopped.

"The fighting state was lifted, all the soldiers continued to return to the marching array, the rear team was notified that the location of the decisive battle had changed, and the regiment turned to the northeast and camped 50 kilometers away."

The general was unwilling to ask: "The supplies we brought are insufficient, and now let go of this piece of meat, how will the next battle be fought?" ”

Khadgar smiled mysteriously, lowered his voice and said, "There are bones in this piece of meat, so let's let him be eaten by our enemies first." (To be continued.) )