"What's going on, don't mess up, stabilize the formation!"

Seeing that the rear army was about to disperse, Susan shouted loudly and drove the wolf to the rear, she calmed the soldiers along the way, ordering them to maintain their formation and stabilize their positions, and the shield soldiers formed a shield wall to resist the spears thrown from the rear, covering the archers to return fire at the enemy. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

When she came to the rear formation, she found a scattered but large army approaching her, and a large number of hideous monsters with red hair and blue skin charged fiercely with spears, shields, and maces.

"Trolls?" Susan looked at these blue-faced and fanged monsters in surprise, they were taller than half-orcs, slightly slender compared to orcs, all with naked muscular chests, almost no armor on their bodies, only covering their lower bodies with animal skins, carrying a large number of javelins behind their backs, and the mace in their hands kept hitting the giant shield, making a loud "bang" sound.

"Why did the trolls suddenly appear here, could it be that Grlot brought them in as his own reinforcements?" Susan looked at the trolls approaching like a blue tide with disbelief, the number of trolls was no less than her army, and if she were to fight the trolls here, it would be a fierce battle.

At this time, Karn, the old patriarch of the Kabu tribe, also came to Susan's side, looked over the shield wall formed by the orc soldiers, looked at the army of trolls in front with a stern expression, and heard Susan ask uneasily: "Old patriarch, why did the trolls suddenly come here, could it be that they were also bought by Grote?"

"No," Karn said with a meaningful shake of his head, "the Troll Grand Chief Amus has been at odds with Grote for a long time, and he won't ally with Grote, and I guess they're not here to help Grote, but to take advantage of the fire." ”

"Robbing while the fire is on?" Susan looked at the old patriarch's thoughtful face in surprise, saw him caressing the white beard on his chin and said: "That's right, the Timac orc forward base is not far from the territory of the trolls, and the Timac tribe and the trolls have a lot of discord, and the trolls should have received the news of our attack on Grote, and specially came here to take advantage of the fisherman." ”

"If that's the case, can we explain the situation to them and join forces with them to attack the Timac forward base?" asked Karn as she glanced at the approaching troll army in front of heralds, waving her hand to summon the herald to her side.

Before Karn could reply, the troll army suddenly blew the horn of attack, rumbling war drums echoed through the night sky of the wasteland, and the troll warriors roared and brandished their maces at the orcs, their bodies protected by a square shield painted with colored totems in their left hand, and their fanged javelins thrown into the orc formation with their right hand.

The orc warriors did not get the order to attack, so they could only hide behind the shield wall to avoid the attack of the trolls, and the trolls rushed to the shield wall of the orc camp like a blue tide, and suddenly heard a horn, the shield wall in the orc formation opened, and the wolf cavalry roared out, throwing a lasso in their hands to drag the trolls in the front row to the ground.

The orc infantry who followed rushed towards the troll with a war hammer and a battle axe, and the troll, who was dragged to the ground by the wolf cavalry, got up and grabbed the rope and dragged the wolf cavalry off the wolf's body, and pierced his heart with a shot, and the orc infantry rushed to the front and smashed the troll's head with a roar.

"Susan, I must tell you that your decision is not the best policy, and that the battle with the trolls could have unimaginable consequences. In the midst of the orc coalition, Karn looked out at the battlefield and said to Susan beside him.

"We have no choice, old patriarch, I have asked Shakula to send her scorpion legion and four of our legions to attack the Timac forward base to ensure our offensive plan, and before it is completed, we must hold off the trolls, and if we retreat from the trolls, we must abandon Mr. Rogge and them in the level. ”

"Maybe you're right, Susan, then pray to the gods, may he bless us. Karn made a prayerful gesture in a heavy tone.

Orcs and trolls fought fiercely in the nightly wasteland, one after another majestic bodies turned into blood-stained corpses under the swords and axes, and the corpses of wolves lay on the blood-stained sand, the casualties on both sides were accumulating, but neither had the intention of retreating.

Suddenly, there was a majestic horn sound from the orc array, the earth shook violently, and more than ten huge ogres more than three meters tall rushed into the battlefield with huge stone sticks in their hands, waving the huge stone sticks in their hands and hitting the trolls.

The trolls raised their square shields to resist the ogre's attack, but they were beaten to pieces by heavy stone sticks and shields, and the trolls saw that they could not compete with the ogre, so they used their more agile skills to avoid the ogre's attack, pulled out their javelins from behind and threw them at the ogre.

Sharp javelins flew towards the ogre from all directions, piercing through the ogre's thick rough skin and piercing its body, the spear hanging from its body, piercing it like a giant hedgehog.

However, the thick-skinned ogre roared furiously and swung his club at the trolls until the javelin pierced its head and there was no place to shoot it, and then it crashed to the ground like a crumbling hill.

In the orc camp, Susan and Karn silently looked at the direction of the battlefield, no one was in the mood to talk, Susan anxiously waited for the news of the Timac orc front base, looking forward to Rogge and the others and Shakulari joining forces to defeat the Timac tribe and win the fierce battle tonight.

However, as time passed, there was no news from the direction of the forward base, and the trolls showed no sign of retreating, and these bloodthirsty berserkers refused to retreat until the moment they were completely dead, and the orcs had to fight them to the end, and they paid a great price.

"Send the mammoths up and defeat them completely!" Listening to the constant reports of casualties from the troops, Susan, who was on pins and needles, was completely unable to hold her breath and gave the final order to the herald in a loud voice.

The mammoth's hiss soon echoed across the battlefield, and the raging mammoths rampaged under the command of the orc tamer, their sharp, slender fangs piercing through the bodies of one troll after another, and the huge paws of their feet trampled them directly into flesh.

Under the onslaught of the mammoth and ogre, the trolls fell one by one, and the orc infantry and wolf cavalry took the opportunity to launch a counter-charge against the enemy, and the trolls had to fight and retreat, and the balance of victory began to tip in the direction of the orc alliance.

At this moment, a soldier suddenly came to Susan's side and reported loudly: "Patriarch, the attack of the scorpion queen Shakula has failed, and the scorpion army has suffered heavy losses!"

"What?" Susan looked back in surprise at the half-orc soldier who was kneeling beside her wolf, only to hear Karn behind her, "That's what I'm worried about, we have to divide our forces to fight the trolls, and we are still the main force, so the offensive forces on the forward base must not be enough to put pressure on the Timark tribe according to the plan." ”

"What now?" Susan looked back at Karn in confusion, and the old patriarch bowed his head in deep thought with a sad face, and suddenly heard the sound of a horn coming from the direction of the forward base, and 20,000 Timark orcs poured out of the front base to kill Susan and Karn's troops.

Susan, who received the report, looked at Karn in confusion, and the old patriarch made a difficult decision after a short thought: "We must retreat, Susan, I know that this may put Mr. Rogge and them in a difficult or even existential crisis, but if we are caught by the Timac clan and the trolls, we will be annihilated!"

"For the sake of now, we can only trust them," Karn said in a heavy tone as he pressed his wrinkled hand on Susan's shoulder, "believing that they will survive the predicament, because they are all miracle workers." ”

Susan groaned for a moment of contradiction, and had to give the order to withdraw, and the orc troops on the front line gave up the pursuit of the trolls, covering the withdrawal of the large army in the direction of the base camp, and the trolls took the opportunity to chase and kill for a while, and also withdrew from the battlefield after seeing the army of Timac orcs.

On the way back to the camp, Susan had been worried, not knowing what kind of threat Rog and others would encounter if they went deep into the enemy camp, and when the army returned to the base camp, she immediately sent wolf cavalry scouts to the Timac forward base to inquire about the news.

It wasn't long before the wolf cavalry who had sent out the scouting returned, and to Susan's delight, they were joined by Rogge and the others, who met them at the camp gates with Karn and Shakula, and Susan's heart became heavier when she learned that they had suffered many casualties.

"I will never do such a thing again, lone wolf," said the high priest Goethe to Rogge in displeasure before parting, "I will never risk my life to fight for the orcs again, but let them escape at a critical moment, next time there is such a thing, you go and risk your own life!"

Looking at Goethe's back as he brushed his sleeves away, Susan felt very uncomfortable, and she felt deep self-blame and apology for her command and decision-making throughout the process.

At this time, Rogge gently patted her on the shoulder, and Susan looked back at him uneasily, only to hear him laugh and say, "Don't be sad for the words of the high priest, he has always been so mean." ”

"No, he's right, tonight's failure was all my fault, and it was my miscommand that prevented our plan from coming to fruition. Susan said with a remorseful sigh.

"The charm of war is that it is ever-changing, and no one's plan can be perfectly realized," Rogge lit a cigar and put it on the corner of his mouth, smiling and encouraging, "You may also need to learn how to improvise and make the right choices when you need to." ”

But don't be upset or sad about it, because we're not getting nothing either. He let out a long puff of smoke, watched it float into the sky, and said to Susan beside him, "Don't forget that the gods left the key to open the door behind us when they closed the door to the Timac forward base. ”