As the old marshal led his generals away, the scene fell into dead silence again.

Jorald, who had never dared to open his eyes and face the old marshal, bent down slightly, picked up the war hammer under his feet, and did not greet Garin and the others, and turned away with a dejected face. Prince Garin watched him leave quietly with guilt in his eyes, hesitated for a long time, but could not say any words of comfort. Even the two adventurer-turned-warlords, Nicaea and Rommel, bowed their heads in confusion, as if examining what they had done

The old marshal's last sentence touched everyone very much!

In fact, when he asked Jorald, he had already determined in his heart that it was Riptide Castle who was behind the trick this time, and asked him just to confirm his own judgment, and he didn't want to make a blind decision, or still have the last glimmer of hope for Riptide Castle

But Jorald's actions revealed the truth of the matter very clearly! If it wasn't for Riptide Castle, he wouldn't need to hesitate at all, even if he didn't know who was behind it, he would immediately defend and testify for Riptide Castle.

In the end, after much hesitation, Jorad chose to lie, chose to cover up for Riptide Castle, and did not say what both sides knew, and did not hesitate to take the honor of the silver hand and his own beliefs

It was precisely this move that changed the old marshal's plan, so that he did not turn his face on the spot, and did not even pick up the topic. He could read Chorald's inner struggle, and it would not be for him to blaspheme the honor of the Silver Hand by allowing a paladin of noble faith to blaspheme the honor of the Silver Hand! What is involved behind it is likely to be the change in the situation of the entire continent, and the only thing that can make a paladin so interested is the natural disaster in the plague lands. And Jorad's willingness to bear the condemnation in his heart, knowing that he was worthy of the Ninth Legion, was still pleading with the old marshal and not wanting him to turn his face, which proved his suspicion even more

In this regard, the old marshal finally made a helpless response~~ admit it!

Faced with the common choice of the entire continent, Jorad did not hesitate to make a bet in the name of the Silver Hand, but it was the Ninth Legion that he needed to pay

If the old marshal turned his face and scolded on the spot, it might make Jorad, Garin and others feel a little less guilty. But in the end, he chose to take the overall situation into account, which in disguise brought out the despicability of what he did

"Captain! Riptide Castle Rush! While Garin was trapped in guilt, a herald hurried over and whispered in his ear, calling back his thoughts.

"~~ Say it!" Garin was stunned for a moment, then organized his thoughts and said to the soldiers.

The herald received the order and whispered: "Captain! After a night of fierce fighting, ogres and trolls stormed out of the Northeast, with ogres attacking the Syndicate Thieves under the leadership of their leader Furbury, and trolls attacking the city we control. ”

"Today at noon, the plan was launched, most of the leaders of the internal rebellion of the Syndicate, Fakurest and Otto were killed at the hands of ogres, a small number of the Syndicate members fled after the internal fire, and the rest have surrendered. The Deadwood Trolls have been wiped out by the ogres led by Furbury and our Fort Riptide Guards! ”

"Riptide Castle is now all under our control!"

It can be seen that the herald is also extremely excited and excited that Fort Riptide is back in the control of the Alasso coalition forces.

Although Garin was looking forward to this day day and night, he had just gone through friction with the old marshal, and now he could not be happy to hear the news. Quite a little interested, she nodded and said nothing.

Although the herald was puzzled by the prince's reaction, he did not dare to ask, and seeing that he had no orders, he bowed and walked out.

At this time, Rommel suddenly frowned, stopped him and asked, "How many people did the syndicate run?" Who is in charge? ”

The herald hurriedly replied: "About two hundred people ran away!" Led by the syndicate leader of the former Northford Farm, the syndicates call her the singer, a female thief! ”

Rommel nodded a little irritably and waved him away.

Although the implementation of the plan in the past two days has been relatively smooth, there are always some things that go wrong in the middle. First of all, a red dragon suddenly came out to make trouble, and released the sneak attack troops of the tribe that should have been wiped out, and by the way, the elite troops he arranged caused heavy losses and could not be suppressed, so that Marshal Alfred saw the flaw and almost turned his face.

Now another otherwise foolproof plan has gone wrong! The syndicates of the Facurrest family, which should have been wiped out, not only escaped with more than 200 people, but also had a high-level leader with them! If this is for her to poke out the plan of Riptide Castle~~ Maybe the Titan God was unhappy with this sinister fox, and when he was upset, another herald ran over and went straight to Nicaea and whispered in his ear. Immediately, Nicaea's already embarrassed face became even worse.

After letting the herald leave, he stepped forward and said to Rommel and Garin with a helpless face:

"It's messy again! The orcs and forsaken of Hammer Town set a fire and stopped the trolls and ogres from pursuing~~ ran away!! ”

When Rommel heard this, he fell into a state of stupor, and was speechless for a while.

There are 3,000 of the tribes that are planned to be wiped out! Combined with the hundreds of people who ran away last night, Falling Hammer Town was able to gather nearly four thousand tribal soldiers! With these people, the next plan will be constrained everywhere, and they will not be able to play their full strength at all! If they were all wiped out, the tribe would have no choice but to endure the general situation and not be able to increase its troops to the highlands again in a short period of time. But now that there are so many people in Falling Hammer Town, Riptide Castle must not be able to wipe them out. When the battle is over, even if they are weak, they will not be able to start, otherwise they will take the initiative to provoke the battle, and the tribe will definitely seize this excuse to increase their troops and take revenge on Riptide Castle!

As soon as he thought of these consequences, Rommel's head was big! With the presence of tribal forces in the highlands, it is a huge obstacle to the re-emergence of Riptide Fort, and it is not the same as monopolizing the highlands!

Behind him, the weakened Night Elf Druid Dyzaire, who had just been dug out of the collapsed house and barely managed to maintain his injuries, sighed, "This is the battlefield! Even if the plan is done carefully, the overall situation judgment is accurate, and it cannot be eliminated from happening! ”

Then he stroked his wound and laughed at himself: "The arrow shot by the Blood Elf Ranger made me completely lose control of the battle situation, otherwise it is also a question whether those tribes can escape!" ”

Garin, who had not spoken, also sighed and comforted Rommel: "You have done a good job!" Problems with these details are inevitable, so let's discuss them later! At least there are no major problems with the main line of the plan. Now it's imperative to find a way to deal with the army of the Forsaken gathered in Tarenmere! ”

Rommel smiled helplessly: "There is no way!" While there is still some time, adjust your strategy first"

Garin thought for a moment and suddenly asked, "In your plan, what will be the end of the Ninth Legion?" ”

As soon as these words came out, the scene fell silent again.

Rommel hesitated for a long time, but still replied in a low voice~ "Crippled, even annihilated!" ”

Garin was silent for a moment when he heard this, and finally sighed: "Change the plan, I don't want the Ninth Legion to be removed!" ”

"I understand!" Rommel replied in a low voice: "I will try to leave them with some new strength, so that they have a chance to rise again!" ”

Garin nodded a little lonely, turned around and walked towards the headquarters in the valley, and behind him, a group of generals also had a calm face, and followed silently without saying a word.

On the other side, the old marshal departed with his men and returned to the temporary headquarters, and a group of people were silent in the face of the report handed by Amalen, looking at the shocking casualty figures on it.

At this moment, there was a sudden chaotic sound of horses' hooves outside.

Not long after, a young mage came to the door, said a few words to the guards, and walked in directly, and asked Marshal Alfred with a surprised face, "My lord! What's going on? Why are the soldiers like this? ”

The old marshal did not answer, but frowned and asked rhetorically: "Warren! Why are you only coming back now? What happened to Hillsbrad? ”

It was none other than Warren Hughes, a staff member sent by the old marshal to oversee the battle in the Hills Hills!

Seeing the marshal's question, Warren was stunned for a moment: "I have already sent several messengers a few days ago, and you have not received their reports?" ”

The old marshal frowned, thought for a moment and sighed. Needless to ask, there must be something at work at Riptide Castle, and he didn't bother to dwell on it now, and then asked, "How is it there?" ”

Warren was also puzzled by the Courier's question, but he didn't know the inside story, and thought it was intercepted by the Horde. Seeing the old marshal's question, he hurriedly told him in detail what happened and the current situation in Hillsbrad~~ After Warren's explanation, the generals present also understood where the tribe that attacked the Valley of Refuge came from, and at the same time, they were even more angry at the troublemakers behind Fort Riptide. And in the end, when they heard that Talenmir had actually gathered an army of tens of thousands of undead, and it was still increasing, everyone, including the old marshal, could no longer sit still.

Now that the Ninth Legion has just been defeated, suffering heavy casualties, and clashes with Fort Riptide, how can the Centrifugal Detachment withstand the mighty army of the Forsaken?

And the most important problem is indeed food, grass and logistical materials! Although the weak Riptide Fort is strong in combat, its logistical capabilities are indeed extremely poor. The living needs of the Alasso coalition army and the people of Fort Riptide were also transported from Nanhai Town, and they simply could not afford the logistics of the nearly 10,000 rout of the Ninth Army outside. As long as the tribe knew the news, with the advantage that the undead did not need logistics, they could drag Fort Riptide and the Ninth Legion down within a week

(To be continued)