Brad said while enjoying his food slowly: "If you send people to monitor, these people can naturally think of it, and it is strange that the person in charge of surveillance can find clues." ”

The baroness said anxiously, "Where did the old marshal see it?" ”

Brad looked up at the battlefield below and said, "Of course, it's a frontal battlefield. ”

"Frontal battle?" Baron Rivendell was puzzled.

"Yes, it's a frontal battlefield." Brad put down his chopsticks, stood up and wiped his fingers with a handkerchief, then took out his cane and pointed downwards and said, "Although it seems that these undead attacks are becoming more and more aggressive, in fact, they have given up on taking the city wall head-on. ”

"How is this possible?" The baroness looked at the tragic battlefield below in disbelief, because the undead had been desperately charging towards the city walls, and the battering rams attacking the city walls were also broken and replaced with the next, and there was no intention of stopping at all. Although the soldiers of Zumashal are extremely brave and maintain their bodies in rotation positions, the body and energy consumed by wandering between life and death for a long time are not at all recoverable in a short time, and the bodies of Zumashar soldiers are constantly being consumed, and the number of deaths continues to increase as time passes.

What's more, now that the undead have actually begun to attack the camp of the coalition army, the fighting there is also fierce, and the whole world is immersed in the earth-shattering screams and the roar of artillery fire, in her opinion, this is the undead who will not give up until they take Zumashal. And it doesn't have to be linked to leaks.

Rivendell knew very well that Brad would never say anything, he pondered for a moment and suddenly came to his senses, and said, "That's right. The leaders of the undead hadn't been in battle for hours. ”

Seeing that the baroness still looked puzzled, Brad had to patiently explain: "Although the form of war in Azeroth has changed a little over the years. But the only thing that hasn't changed is the era of the strong. In the end, it is not the ordinary soldiers who decide the victory, but the duel between the generals. Believe this and you should understand. And a few hours ago. The undead were obviously a little impatient, and General Rivendell had repelled several undead powerhouses. And with the defeat of these strong men, the leaders of the undead have begun to move, because the walls have not been down for a long time, and they have run out of patience. What's more, I've been here, how did they get to this point I believe everyone understands that both the leadership of the Undead Scourge and the leader of the undead here want to take this place quickly. ”

After Brad's reminder, he had already figured it out completely. Then Brad's words said: "Yes, in order to achieve this purpose, their legendary powerhouses and epic powerhouses here are approaching the city wall, but these breaths don't know when they are gone, and they obviously have no intention of making a move now." Why did the undead change their strategy temporarily, although those people were very peaceful, but the change in the undead army has already indicated that the news has been delivered. It seems that this man who is hiding among us is very cunning. ”

A trace of murderous intent flashed in the baroness's eyes, and she said lightly: "It is very cunning, but no matter how cunning the prey is, it can't escape the hunter's palm." ”

"Did I get everything you prepared ready?" Brad asked.

The baroness replied, "Don't worry, old marshal." Once everything is ready, the big net has been laid, it depends on when you close the net. ”

Brad looked up at the moonlight, which was not obscured by clouds, before he said, "It's not time yet, just wait." ”

Get answers. The baroness was not in a hurry. Now what can be prepared has been prepared, as she said, it depends on how to close the net. Just eradicate the traitor who is hiding among them. They can evacuate quickly.

As news of the evacuation spread, an atmosphere of unease spread throughout the city. If it weren't for the maintenance of the security forces and the threat of undead creatures outside, I'm afraid the whole city would have been in chaos.

In this panic and confusion, the residents of Zumashal began to pack up and prepare for evacuation. The lord of the castle has requisitioned all the livestock and mechanical carts of all the families, and no one can be exempt.

Although the people who had their own cars were very dissatisfied with this, as the guards hung the heads of several disobedient and disrupted the evacuation of the little nobles in the square, everyone did not dare to resist this order.

There is no car for hesitation, and there is a limit to what everyone can take with them. In addition to precious gems and money, other things can not be taken away, and some big nobles cannot even take their own property.

The food was also agreed to be requisitioned, which meant that all the food needed to be distributed on the way to escape. No one resisted this order, and even ordinary people took the initiative to move the grain they added to the large mechanical cart that transported the grain. They all know that this is their ration for the future.

Their hearts are full of confusion and helplessness, once they were full of hope and longing to move to this city, now more than ten years have passed, they have watched the city slowly prosper, they have regarded this place as their hometown, as their roots. They know that if nothing else, they will live in this bustling city for the rest of their lives, and their children and grandchildren will thrive in this city.

However, the truth is cruel, the Scourge has shattered their lives, and they have been homeless again. If it weren't for Brad, the humans of the Alliance would have had full confidence in him, and even if Rivendell had tried their best, the whole city would have been in chaos long ago.

Outside the city, war is still raging, and people who have suffered for a day are having a new night. In the midst of everyone's agitation and restlessness, somewhere in the city, a convoy had entered the tunnels of the cave without anyone noticing.

At the front of the convoy was a large vehicle, and the bald middle-aged mayor's eyes flashed and said: "The city lord is really wise, we will transfer the important property before the migration, so that we can avoid losses and not make the old marshal unhappy, it is really a one-size-fits-all." ”

The Baroness sighed and said, "This is also a way to do it, we all know that Zumashal can no longer hold on, and we want to come back again I don't know how many years later." At that time, we will inevitably send people under the fence, and if we don't have sufficient funds, we may not even have a chance to make a comeback. ”

The blonde young mayor said worriedly: "It's understandable to hide from the old marshal, after all, the old marshal ordered to collect the vehicles, everyone knows that the old marshal means to use these vehicles to transport old and weak women and children, but is it ...... to hide from the lord."

The clerk sighed and said, "It's not that we are disloyal to the lord, it's that the lord is too upright, if he knows about it, then he will definitely not be able to hide it from the old marshal's eyes." Everyone should be aware of the methods of the old marshal, and I even suspect that we will not be able to hide it from the old marshal now. ”

Speaking of Brad, the faces of everyone present changed slightly, Brad's prestige was too heavy, and every time they thought of this person, they felt breathless.

The bald middle-aged man coughed dryly before saying, "We all understand the old marshal's thoughts, but don't forget that he is not omnipotent, otherwise we wouldn't have to evacuate Zumashal." What's more, we are responsible for collecting vehicles, and we say that the amount collected is how much, and you say that this is not the case. ”

Seeing that everyone's faces were still not good-looking, the baroness knew that she couldn't go too far, and said slowly: "Actually, you don't have to worry, I have already estimated that the vehicles carrying women and children are enough, and the old marshal will not be suspicious." ”

"That's good, that's good."

Everyone immediately breathed a sigh of relief, if Brad alone had prestige, they would not be afraid, but Brad's strength was extremely strong, if they were punished, they would not have the slightest room to resist, not to mention, now that Zumashal is about to give up, what are they. Maybe he will take root in the jasper collar in the future, and no one wants to really offend him.

The baroness looked at the only adventurer and said, "Little sister, why don't you speak." ”

The only adventurer mayor came back to his senses, shook his head and said, "No, I support the third sister's opinion. ”

A hint of doubt flashed in the Baroness's eyes, and she shook her head and said no more.

In the silence of the crowd, the convoy drove quickly through the tunnel.

The Baroness suddenly said, "Stop." ”

Receiving orders from the baroness, the entire convoy stopped in place.

The clerk asked suspiciously, "Lord Castle, why do you want to stop?" ”

The Baroness took a deep breath and said, "We have taken a fork in the road, and this is not the path we originally opened. ”

The faces of the people changed, and they went to a fork in the road, which means that they were discovered, and they were led into a trap.

The capable young mayor asked solemnly, "Are you sure the city lord?" ”

"I'm pretty sure." The Baroness affirmed.

"Then we'll have to retreat." The clerk said, "Hopefully, it's still too late." ”

The clerk had already taken out his weapon as he spoke, and began to be on full alert.

"Can't be returned."

The bald middle-aged man's face was anxious, and when he saw that everyone wanted to retreat, he hurriedly shouted loudly. But because his voice was so loud and anxious that everyone looked at him.

The baroness's eyes flashed with murderous intent, and she asked faintly: "There is a trap ahead, why can't you retreat?" ”

The bald middle-aged man realized his gaffe, and hurriedly said: "The scout in front of him did not have an alarm, which means that Yiqiē is safe, now it is probably inappropriate to let us retreat just based on the feeling of the city lord, and if we push it out now, our affairs will definitely not be hidden from the old marshal and the lord, and we will definitely not be able to explain at that time, the old marshal is extremely strict in governing the army, if we are discovered, none of us will have good fruit to eat." ”

The baroness sighed before saying, "What if it was the old marshal who gave the order to retreat?" ”

…… (To be continued......)