Chapter 325: Siege and Reinforcement

"What are those things?" Kilrog? Dead Eye asked curiously. The chief of the Blood Cave Clan was referring to the group of dark shadows that flew into the sky from Riptide Castle, and if it weren't for Orgrim's confident look, Kilrog would have even planned to see it with his own eyes.

As the chief of the Bloodhole Clan, Kilrog is undoubtedly blind, as his last name goes, "Dead Eye". When he was young, according to the custom of the clan, he was about to become the heir to the chieftain and came to the sacred place of the clan, dedicating one of his eyeballs to the mysterious power hiding there.

The price was worth it, and Kilrog saw his future as a result, and even foresaw how he would die; At the same time, his eye was not really dead, although it was often covered with an eyepatch, but that eyeball of Kilrog contained a powerful power, and with the help of Gul'dan, Kilrog used demonic spells to control this power, so that his eyeballs could come in handy in battle-farsightedness and projection-In South Sea Town, it was he who showed the human defense line on the docks in front of the orc chiefs.

"It's the griffon messenger, the thing humans use to communicate. Half to the west and half to the south, it was supposed to be to inform the enemy at the northern end of the Lordaeron and the Sador Bridge, respectively, to come to the rescue. Ogrim smiled and answered Kilrog's question.

"What? Messenger? So how do you knock them down? Kilrog didn't know exactly what the Griffin was, but it seemed that it could fly and send messages...... Damn, we must not let this group of things pass through here. Find a way to knock them down!

"The Thunder King Clan should have a way, they are good at using bows and arrows...... "Kilrog suddenly thought of the Thunder King Clan, this clan has always produced brave warriors. Unlike other orc warriors, the warriors of the Thunder King clan excel at using ranged weapons such as bows and arrows and slings, which allow them to hunt larger prey.

"No, no, there's no need to shoot them." Orgrim tilted his chin slightly, looking at the group of griffon messengers speeding through the air—the griffon messengers were indeed well-trained. They were far more than bows and spells could reach, but that was fine, Ogrim hadn't even thought of organizing these griffon messengers to send information about the siege of Riptide.

"Why? Honorable hammer of destruction. Didn't you say before that if the humans got the news of our landing, then even if we were able to win the next war, we would be consumed to death on this continent because we didn't have enough supplies? Kilrog asked, puzzled.

"Not bad. If we go straight south and flank the human line at the northern end of the Sadol Bridge. Then this is indeed the result, and next, their reinforcements only need to hold the castle in front of them, and they can trap us alive in the Arathi Heights. But if we take this fort, then the human line of defense will retreat to the edge of the hills of Hillsbrad; Although there was a barrier to the wall of Soradin, the wall was too long and old for the humans to defend every section of the wall. It was easy for us to break through that wall. Orgrim explained, looking to the edge of the hill. There, a large group of orcs walked side by side, torches in their hands, without the slightest intention of concealing their whereabouts.

"So, you decided to go with the second option?" Kilrog asked, if he remembered correctly, taking the fortress was the second option Orgrim had mentioned.

"No, no, I said, I'll go with the third option. Kidrog, imagine if you were the commander of the human defense line at the northern end of the Sador Bridge, with the Orc attack in front and the order from the king to immediately return to the royal capital in the rear, then what would you do? Orgrim's face had a completely different expression from that of most orcs—and of course, treacherous and cunning were not good expressions.

"I'll ......" Kilrog subconsciously touched the blindfold of his left eye, which was his habitual action when thinking - it would definitely not work to retreat directly, he would be chased by the orcs behind him; Even if you resist in place, you will definitely not be able to, and even if you ignore the king's orders, you will sooner or later face the risk of being flanked from both sides, so there is only - "I will divide my forces, some of them will stay there to resist the attack of Grom and Zuhd, and the other part will return to support here." ”

"Yes, it's a division of troops. Although the humans don't know exactly how many of us there are, we have been walking at night with great fanfare and torches since we were discovered by that outpost, and Zujin tried to get rid of the human scouts, but I also stopped them, and I think that the human king in that castle will definitely give a larger number when he describes our number in the intelligence. Then, the commander of the defensive line at the northern end of the Sador Bridge, who had received the information, would have to bring back more human troops - if the number of reinforcements was small, he would not be able to lift the siege here, so that Zuhd and Grom would have much less resistance, and they would be able to break through the line and join us as best they could. Behind Orgrim, the orc army rolled forward like a torrent of steel, each of them an orc warrior with a thirst for slaughter on their faces, pairs of crimson pupils dancing in the moonlight and torches—they would bring bloodshed and destruction to their enemies.

"So that's the case, in this case, even if we don't go south anymore, we can still play the role of going south?" It dawned on Kilrog that Orgrim's strategy was so clever that he didn't know why he didn't hide the trail of his army and didn't allow Zujin's troll hunters to kill the human scouts.

"Then our next task is to capture the fortress in front of us before the reinforcements arrive?" Kilrog thinks he has understood the third plan in Orgrim's mouth, which is to involve part of the human defense line at the northern end of the Sador Bridge, which will play the role of going south, and the goal of the first plan can be said to be accomplished; Next, it is not difficult to understand the plan of implementing the second plan, capturing the fortress in front of him and using it as a new base for the orcs-Orgrim's plan, but without some allocation, I can't imagine that the two plans are so cleverly combined.

"No, it's not that simple." Orgrim shook his head, and in Kilrog's puzzled gaze, the orc chief seemed to be unable to hold back a smug smile tonight, "Think about it, Kilrog, when those human soldiers were exhausted and exhausted from fatigue and exhaustion after several hours of rapid marching in the dark of night, reaching this completely open area except for a few small hills, what would they do to defeat us orc warriors who were waiting for their work?" (To be continued......)