"Great Chief, Razor Ridge Emergency Military Intelligence!"

When the sound of the orc wind rider scout exploded in the courtyard, a bad feeling suddenly flashed in the heart of the old Tang on the side.

Razor Ridge?

Urgent military situation?

At this time, apart from the Kultilas naval attack, what else is considered an emergency military situation?

Razor Ridge is the King of Sarufar.

With the courage, strength, and responsibility of this battlefield veteran, if it was a situation of wild boar people attacking, harassing harassment, centaur raiding, etc., it would not be urgent in the short term, and it would be impossible to send wind rider scouts to return to Sal overnight, or even ask for support!

Could it be that your "prediction" was wrong?

What happened to the original nine out of ten?

The ghost sent the gods, and Old Tang's heart chuckled for a moment, and the above bad thoughts suddenly appeared in his mind.

Old Tang's guesses have always been good and bad, and such a crow's mouth-like intuition has always made Old Tang scratch his head.

Sure enough, when Old Tang's heart felt bad, Sal on the side had already frowned and accepted the letter from King Sarufar handed over by the scout, looked at it carefully, and then after closing his eyes and thinking for a long time, he handed the letterhead to Old Tang who was waiting for the following with a solemn expression, and said in a deep tone with a stern tone:

"Things have changed, Goode, we're in trouble!"

"I knew it was so! When was the original design well planned and not a little messy and troublesome? I couldn't help but complain in my heart, and Old Tang was busy with the result of the letter. I read it at a glance and ten lines.

King Sarufar's handwriting is a little sloppy or "dragon flying phoenix dance", and it can be seen that he was not in a very calm mood when he wrote at that time. But fortunately, it doesn't affect other people's reading, thanks to the blessing of the game before the time, the orc language, the minotaur language, and the continental lingua franca are directly bundled and poured into the old Tang's mind, so there is no need to treat the words in the letter as a book of heaven at that time. But the more he saw it, the tighter Old Tang's brows wrinkled.

This incident is really big!

Old Don really didn't expect that under the command of the admiral. The Kul Tiras Navy actually gave up the easier targets of the Echo Islands, Senjin Village, and Trials Valley, and went straight to Durontal and Razor Ridge. Trying to force a passage through a key position in the orc defense, closing in on Orgrimmar.

Let's not talk about whether such a fanfare and forceful attack was an order given by the admiral because of his arrogance and self-confidence. It is still the appearance that this battlefield veteran secretly Chen Cang has another hand and can make.

It's a different thing for Don to be a little entangled now - things seem to be out of his control!

In other words...... "history" has changed beyond recognition and completely different under its own interference and the flapping of butterfly wings. own "memory" ...... It doesn't seem to be of much help anymore!

In terms of the "history" of the original book, although the Kurtilas Navy is menacing, in addition to having a fight with the Dark Spear Trolls in the Echo Islands, although it has also conquered several watchtower camps in Durontal, and even established several fortresses and strongholds. But before a large-scale battle broke out with the orcs, Admiral Dalin, who had just found Gianna not long ago, was betrayed by his daughter, and contacted Lexa and others to capture them in one fell swoop, and the whole battle ended up in a hurry. It's over hastily, and it's over.

But now, the admiral did not even have time to build the two logistics transit camps of the Northern Citadel and the Tiragad Citadel, as well as the military rear, and even laid out the carriages and horses. Pull off the formation and go straight to Razor Ridge......

"Looking at it like this, it seems that if you don't fight hard, the admiral will not give up!"

With a wry smile on his face, Old Tang had already gritted his teeth and cursed in a low voice.

The effect of the flapping of the butterfly's wings is not small this time. However, the most important thing is that the effect after fanning not only deviates from the preset track of Lao Tang, but also does not do much benefit to Lao Tang's side. Instead, it's a lot of trouble.

History is produced by countless accidental events, and finally becomes an inevitable result, but if one of the accidental events is deviated, the inevitable event will also change.

For a while, Lao Tang really couldn't think of where his "Tianzi No. 1-stirring stick" was playing......

"The navy of Kurtilas has landed in Durotar, and Warok said in his letter that the vanguard of the human navy, with more than 50,000 men, has leapt less than forty kilometers into Razor Ridge. Counting the day it took for the messenger to travel, he must have already arrived in the city. However, with Varok's ability, it should be enough to deal with it, and we don't need to worry too much. ”

Looking at Old Tang's solemn face inadvertently revealed because he was thinking about the butterfly effect, Sal mistakenly thought that Old Tang was worried about the battle that Razor Ridge had taken, and said with some disapproving relief.

"How many troops are stationed at Razor Ridge?"

did not echo Sal's relief, but Old Tang still asked with a solemn expression.

"What are you worried about, Goode? Razor Ridge is not only home to Warok, but also has 20,000 warriors from the Thunder King clan. In defensive operations, as long as you defend against danger, it shouldn't be difficult to resist the 50,000 vanguard troops of the human navy, right? ”

The solemnity in Old Tang's words puzzled Sal. Judging from the past results, this Minotaur friend has always been a bold lord, and it is not once or twice that an opponent with a greater disparity in strength or stronger combat effectiveness has encountered this opponent.

But why is this time so jealous of the Kurtilas Navy, which is only more than 50,000 people?

Compared with Salr, who looked relaxed, Old Tang couldn't be relaxed.

"It's because of defending the city instead of fighting in the field that I'm not at ease!"

With the familiarity between Old Tang and Thrall, how could he not see that this orc chief despised the enemy at this moment? Anyway, there are no outsiders at the moment, Lao Tan decided not to care about Sal's face, and directly highlighted the key to the threat:

"Razor Ridge is a dangerous terrain, easy to defend and difficult to attack. But don't forget that the resources of Azhara have only just been mined, and the previously established Razor Ridge is limited to a lack of resources. First, the equipment and materials for defending the city are not sufficient! ”

"If I'm not mistaken, there have been only thirty bed crossbows and catapults in Razor Ridge for months, right? But what about the opponent? ”

Shaking his huge bull head, Old Tang looked directly at the thoughtful orc chief in front of him, and after a pause, he continued to speak, pointing to the crux of the problem: "Although the battleship of the Kurtiras Navy cannot go ashore, the guns on the battleship are absolutely fine if they are disassembled!" ”

"How many guns can a thousand warships make? As long as we disassemble a tenth, it's enough for us to drink a pot! ”

"If it's an encounter in the wilderness, it's fine. Naval guns that were bulky and had long firing intervals did little to help. But if the enemy uses artillery as siege equipment and throws it into siege warfare......"

"Don't look at the vanguard of the Kurtilas Navy, there are only more than 50,000 people, but I bet on the number of artillery guns carried by the other side. There will definitely be no less than three hundred! ”

"What is the concept of three hundred guns?"

Looking at Sal with a shocked face, the gloomy old Tang raised two fingers and threatened with words:

"As long as there is enough ammunition and it is open to fight, it will only take two days. You can turn all the defenses and walls of Razor Ridge into ruins and raze them to the ground! In this way, the advantage of defensive operations that you just mentioned is gone! ”

"At that time, it is very likely that our less than 20,000 wounded soldiers who have been covered by artillery fire will have to fight to the death against 50,000 fully manned and well-equipped enemy troops under the condition that their numbers, bodies, and even morale are not superior!"

"When the time comes...... The losses of the final battle are definitely not something we can afford! ”

Strategically despise the enemy, tactically value the enemy.

When you really start a war with your opponent, even if your opponent is really a boar man's brain, you must think as smart as possible to win the enemy. At least that will not cause any loss in the war......

Old Don doesn't think of the navy that spends its days dealing with guns at sea. I would not think of making good use of these "big killers", but leaving that one of the guns on the battleship as decorations.

The boar man's inferior IQ also knows how to use thorns and dried mud to make a rudimentary "rattan armor" for himself, not to mention the human who is the best at using all kinds of tools?

Although the ordinary artillery in this world is simply not comparable to those in Old Tang's previous life, whether it is the range, rate of fire or even the power of the explosion, it is far from it. It's a world of difference. Don't even so, Old Tang still doesn't dare to underestimate these iron lumps......

Bombarded by hundreds, if not nearly a thousand, of artillery pieces overhead...... Thinking about such a scene, Old Tang's back tingled and shuddered!

Even if you are a hero-level master, you can't help tossing like this, right?

Cannonballs don't have long eyes, in case the good ones are targeted by which cannonballs, with Lao Tang's perverted body, he will never dare to say that there is good fruit to eat.

Scarred. Grizzled and dirty, that's light. It's not impossible to break your hands and feet, or even fall like this!

Old Don didn't want to die more than Ogrim's hammer, and he was killed by a cheap cannonball......

……

Even if Sal has experienced a lot of battle formations, but compared to those veteran generals, he is still very immature at this time, at least far from experience.

Just like this time, Saar, who only focused on the comparison of forces between the two sides, did not think about the superiority of the Kurtilas navy at all. Now that he has listened to Lao Tang's analysis, Elisar's city and composure can't help but change color.

Walking back and forth in the courtyard twice, Sal's eyes flashed with a hint of determination, and he said with a firm expression:

"I will now give the order to send the defenders from Orgrimmar to reinforce Varok and Razor Ridge, seeking an opportunity to eat the enemy's vanguard in the field. In this way, even if the main force of the human race arrives, the well-armed Varok will be able to calmly deal with it whether it is offensive or defensive. ”

Saar's wisdom and wisdom are more reflected in his political skills, diplomatic skills, and insight and control of the overall situation. When it comes to military command ability and experience, he is not as talented and unparalleled as his predecessor, the Great Chief Orgrim's Hammer.

At this moment, hearing the decision made by Sal, Old Tang covered his face with his hands almost with black lines, and completely lost any hope for Sal's talent and talent in strategy and tactics and military command......

Saar's political skills and ability to control the overall situation are enough to make the old Tang sigh and pat him out of reach; But militarily...... It's not nice to say. Thrall can bully and bully a piece of waste like Blackmore......

Now he is still immature, if he didn't have the help of the older generation of orcs and commanders around him....... I am afraid that after a few wars, the orc's family would have been completely ruined.

Thankfully, however, Thrall has a merit that many leaders don't have.

Unlike many idiots who don't have much ability but feel good about themselves, arrogant and domineering, Thrall is one of the few people in Azeroth who can make good use of others and humbly accept advice. A wise leader who listens to the right opinions of others and is able to correct his own shortcomings.

Like now......

"No, Orgrimmar's garrison must not be moved lightly!"

Old Tang didn't care about any encroachment or not, and undoubtedly repudiated Sal's decision:

"The movement of the main forces of the Kultiras Navy is unknown. It's hard to guarantee that this time it wasn't the Admiral who set up a suspicious array to attract our attention, luring us to send reinforcements to exhaust Orgrimmar's garrison, and then take this opportunity to directly attack Orgrimmar, who was empty of defense. ”

"The main force of the Navy of Kul Tiras did not show up for a day. Orgrimmar's garrison could not be transferred elsewhere for a day. ”

How to say that Dalein Prodmore is also a battlefield veteran who has experienced two orc wars, even if Old Tang does not pay attention to the vast majority of the commanders in this world, it does not mean that Old Tang will be empty-eyed and underestimate these famous old guys.

A simple trick to divert the tiger from the mountain, oh, or from the admiral's point of view, "diverting the shark from the sea", is something like this, and the human generals and staff officers can't think of it as a strange thing.

"Since you can't draw Orgrimmar's troops, what do you say you should do?"

Old Don's rebuttal and analysis. Thrall frowned again. After thinking hard for a long time and failing to come up with a proper means, the tribal chief simply turned around and became the shopkeeper, handing over the reinforcements and battle plans to the "professional" of Old Tang to deal with.

After receiving Sal's entrustment and trust, Don was not hypocritical, and began to design and give orders:

"In the final analysis, the war is fought with overall strength!"

"In the face of real strength. A single qiē intrigue is not worth mentioning. On this continent, we far surpass them in terms of the total number of forces we can call on and the forces we can muster, and that's where our advantage lies! ”

With a calm and confident glint flashing in his eyes, Lao Tang showed a look of being in his chest, and gave one order after another without delay:

"Spread out all the scouts and spy and explore every corner of Durontar as much as possible. Do your best to find out the movement and position of the enemy's main force! ”

"Draw half of the Wind Rider troops to search the seas and islands near Durontar, if Daylin Prodmore really has the intention of sneaking up on Orgrimmar, the sea route is the only path he can choose, and hiding in the vast sea is also the best trick of the navy!"

"Send someone to contact Woking, and lead the warriors of the Darkspear Tribe to launch a surprise attack from behind the navy's buttocks, and fight back and forth with Varok's Razor Ridge troops!"

"Drag the enemy's vanguard there, and don't annihilate them all for the time being. This time...... We'll go back to the point and send reinforcements! ”

"I don't believe it, the admiral really watched us swallow nearly a fifth of his troops, and he could still be indifferent!"

"Don't worry about him not showing his head when the time comes! And as long as his main forces are present...... The initiative in this war is back in our hands! ”

"When the time comes, it will be war or peace...... It's up to him to call the shots! ”

As he spoke, Old Tang pondered for a moment, and took out a bone token from the magic backpack on his waist that was made of Thunder Lizard horns. On one side of the token is carved a blood-dripping dragon's head with a sword on its head, and on the other hand, the three words of the Grand Overseer are engraved in the Minotaur language—this is the seal of the commander of the dragon wrestling army from the old Tang.

Casually threw this bone token, which was personally refined and blessed by his aunt Magasa* Terror Totem with the power of the elements, flashing with dazzling purple thunder, to the Wind Rider Scout who was waiting for the order, Old Tang looked at the orc warrior who was waiting for the order, and ordered with a stern expression:

"Warrior, take this token to the fortress of the Mogaure Legion at once, and find a general named Jayvane* Terror Totem to convey my orders."

"Mobilize the Kodo Beast Cavalry Troops, and let him personally lead the team to immediately set off for the Razor Ridge battlefield. Support King Sarufar! ”

At the same time, 3,000 Hippogriffs were dispatched to bring sufficient ammunition and stationed at Razor Ridge within two days, and they were all under the command of King Sarufar. After the Wind Rider forces gain air supremacy, it is necessary to blow up and paralyze all the artillery of the Alliance side as much as possible. ”

The orc scout was speechless, nodded and wrote down the order, bowed to Sal and Old Tang, and then quickly ran to the two-legged wyvern who had rested for a while. After saddling his saddle, he rose to the sky and headed straight for the Legion fortress in the southwest.

The Wind Rider Scout, who had been ordered by Don to give orders, had already gone away, and Thrall had turned around and summoned two Kukaron guards to arrange all of Don's previous orders. And the dry-mouthed old Tang poured a sip of hot tea, lit the cigar that had been hot and took a long puff.

Then it was as if something had come to mind. Figured out the magic teleportation device and poured anger into it, contacting his violent cow brother.

A moment later, a blue projection of magic appeared above the teleportation device. The figures of Violent Bull and Lexa and others appeared in front of Old Tang. Look at the background. A few of them seemed to be still trudging through the muddy roads of the Dust Swamp.

"This is the benefit of having a 'magic master' around you~~~" gloating looking at a few mud-covered and gray-faced "sneaker teammates", Old Tang's heart was unscrupulous, but he pretended to be stern and asked:

"Well, Anak, nothing has happened to you, has it? All the people are together? ”

"Don't worry, brother, there is no one missing. Where are you and that human chick now? I didn't see the schadenfreude of Lao Tang's unscrupulous brother, and the violent cow asked with a worried face, but the words were as unaware of the occasion and proportions as ever. A human chick suddenly made Gianna look ashamed and angry. Eyebrows upside down......

"Uh...... Don't worry about us, we're already in Orgrimmar. The female mage who glanced at it turned into a pretty face, and in order not to let his unconscious brother attract jealousy, Old Tang quickly changed the topic and got down to business:

"Uh, you tell Lexa, Lao Chen, and Luo Khan. Plans have changed, so they divert to Ratchet City to find Gazruvi and wait for us to meet them. When you are separated, hand over the communicator to Lexa, and I will take the initiative to contact them and meet them as much as possible. ”

"Hmm...... So be it. ”

Glancing at the female mage who didn't turn her head, Old Tang made a long story short and ripped off the anger that supported the communication in the depressed eyes of the violent cow. Then he looked at Gianna who was staring at him coldly with a sneer, and cheekily explained:

"Hmm...... It's my brother. I'm a little stunned, don't mind if you don't have a mouth. ”

Give Old Don a big roll of the eyes. At this moment, Gianna didn't want to dwell on such a trivial matter, but turned around and asked with a stern face:

"Now that things have changed, what we agreed on ...... plan"

"One qiē as usual!"

The words interrupted the female mage's question, and an incomprehensible smile appeared on Old Tang's face, and he explained vaguely:

"Anyway, there is no delay between the two...... A two-pronged approach, and maybe there will be unexpected surprises~~"

"Life is only interesting when it is full of changes like this." At this moment, an incomprehensible fighting spirit sprouted in Lao Tang's chest, and he silently said to himself: "Otherwise, I will simply clean you up, how boring it is." ”

"Did you say Admiral Dalin?"

Old Tang silently sent out a challenge signal in his heart that only he knew.

But as everyone knows, in the eyes of Gianna on the side, Old Tang's expression at the moment is indescribably weird......

Wicked, expectant, and excited, but unscrupulous...... Like a goblin profiteer who finished a prank on Halloween and made a fortune.

But if such an expression appeared on a minotaur warrior who had always been steady and tough, how inconsistent it was.

"So what do we do now?" was a little dissatisfied with Old Tang's flickering words, but Gianna finally pressed the doubts in her heart and asked again.

"Do nothing!"

Old Tang spread his hands out, looked at the worried female mage and replied in an indifferent tone: "One word, wait!" ”

"Wait for your father to show his feet...... Wait for your father to reveal his bearings! ”

And then ...... Catch it in one fell swoop! ”

"By the way, make a good profit!" (To be continued) Q