Not only Dana and Augustine, but even Ian was staring at Sillin who was sitting upright.

The meaning is obvious, even if the discussion comes and goes, it is just a sentence from your Lord Xilin, and the three of them know in their hearts, I am afraid that Xilin has already made up his mind at this time, so it is better to say it directly.

In fact, Cillin is not an autocratic governor.

Seeing that several of his subordinates below were looking at him, Xilin smiled slightly: "No one has a good way to do this, in my opinion, it is a good idea for the head of Dana." ”

Speaking of this, Xilin looked at Dyna, only to see that Diner was also grinning, thinking, or Lord Xilin had vision, he hurriedly said: "My lord, just leave this matter to me, I must figure out what those beasts want to do!"

With that, Dana stood up and saluted!

Cillin still looked at him with a smile, but shook his head, then looked at Ian again, and said as he stood up: "Ian, where are your subordinates now, point it out!"

On one side of the big tent, there was a simple map, which was brought out in Dostol before entering the mountain, and it was only used as a presuppy at the time, but it really came in handy.

"My lord, most of the main forces of the Second Battalion are here, and there are sentry sentries in the rest of the locations!" Ian said, pointing to a place circled with an ink pen, and finally to a few ink spots.

On the map, the location of the 1st and 2nd Battalions of the Glory Banner is very obvious, they are all irregular areas surrounded by ink pens, and between the two is the valley where the orcs come and go the most, the valley is from southeast to northwest, zigzag through the entire Kus Mountains, and it has almost become the territory of the goblins and dwarves.

At this time, the second battalion was in the southwest direction of the valley, and the first battalion was in the northeast.

Considering the disparity in strength between the two sides, Cillin's eyes rolled, and a new idea came to his mind, "Ian, you go and inform Jeffrey to let his first battalion be stationed at the southernmost valley mouth of the valley, and your second battalion will be led by you, and give me a touch of those orcs' farts and thighs, and the timing is my own, it's best to leave me a few carts of things, no matter how bad it is, you have to find out what is in it for me." ”

"Your Excellency......" Dina just wanted to interject.

Xilin continued: "You guys run after the fight, go to Allen to lead the horses, and let the first battalion solve the rest of the matter, and the third battalion is the headquarters of the soldiers and horses, and the Augustin Staff Officer, the Captain of the Dana Regiment, will bother you to follow the soldiers and horses of the headquarters." ”

Seeing Dana's anxious look, Cillin bent his eyebrows, "Don't worry, Captain Dana, you will fight the battle, we will go back now, or many Stoll have already counterattacked." ”

"Counterattack?" Diner glared, then pouted, who would believe that.

The preliminary plan has been determined, Ian has been ordered to go to the front line of the second battalion, and Xilin's big tent has also been moved to the third battalion, "Yarlin, you take the third brigade to the valley side, just follow Ian ten miles away, and randomly plan the first and second battalions." ”

There are not many people in the third battalion, and there are only fifty or sixty people in the third brigade, and the establishment of the brigade is only such a small number of people, but it is really shivering.

"My lord, what about your safety?" As the captain of Xilin's personal guard, Yaerlin is of course most concerned about Xilin's safety.

If the third team is transferred, there will only be about a hundred or so people left around Xilin, and it will still be very dangerous if he encounters those goblins again.

"Don't worry, Gna is also by my side, besides, there are more than a hundred imperial elites, as long as you are in front of you, I will not be in danger here!

It was clear that Cillin had the best preparations to leave, but before leaving, he had to do something to do, to say goodbye to the dwarves, although Cillin did not like to say goodbye.

In the course of a day, the orc convoy walked from the southern mountain pass to the north of the ambush site of the second battalion, while Sirin and Augustine were once again on the way to the dwarves.

"Damn, it's not too far away from us, otherwise we'd have to run a little longer!" Ian was looking at the black spots in the valley from a distance in the grass, and some trees were shaking, and because they were so far away, they could only vaguely see each other's general location.

"Yes, my lord, those guys are really nimble on their legs and feet. The battalion deputy on the side responded.

"Hmph...... No matter how fast you run, can you have a war horse, the dignified elite cavalry of the empire is fighting cavalry here, it's really fucking uncomfortable!" Ian glanced at the situation down the hill again, and said with a curse.

They were observing from the mountains, and the orcs in the valley were not idle, probably because they had to escort things, they were also carefully observing the surrounding situation, especially sending a large number of werewolf sentries, but they seemed to only care about the safety of the front, but did not find the countless pairs of eyes behind them.

A gust of wind blew, and the wolf fur on Gutaaf's body also rolled a few times.

Gutaf, the leader of the sentry in this orc army, has a very sensitive sense of smell for wolves, and as a werewolf warrior, he also has a cultivation equivalent to the third level of a human warrior, which makes his sense of smell more than many times that of other beasts.

When this gust of wind blew, the entire orc army did not feel anything, but Gutaev's nose wrinkled slightly, and then his huge wolf head turned sharply behind him, and sniffed lightly a few times, and Gutaev's brow also wrinkled.

His sharp eyes kept scanning the strange rocks and trees above the valley, but he didn't notice anything unusual.

"What? Gutaft, is there something wrong with your nose again?"

The person who came was called Liel, and he was the leader of this orc army, as a leader of thousands of people, Liel did not have the demeanor of a leader, and he looked like a child all day long, which made people think of the aristocratic sons and brothers in the human world.

Looking at Liele, Gutaft didn't pay attention to the sarcasm in the other party's mouth, and thought to himself: "Hmph...... If it weren't for your uncle, I would have found someone to kill you!"

"What kind of eyes are you, don't you know how to salute when you see your boss?"

Liele's tone was rather unkind.

He also knew that people's respect for him was usually based on his uncle's face, but it was the same thing for him behind his back.

"Your Excellency, have you noticed anything out of the ordinary?" Gutaaf said, bowing.

"Abnormal? What is abnormal?" "Lie's cultivation is not as good as Gutaf's, and he doesn't have much experience in marching, so of course he doesn't feel anything, "I said Gutaf, don't you be suspicious all day long, okay?"

Hearing Liel's words, Gutaft held back his anger, as a werewolf with a keen sense of smell, he was suspected by a guy who was not as good as himself, although the other party was a noble lion, but this did not affect Gutaaf's dislike of him, although the lion man was nobler, but the low-level lion man was not worthy of his respect.

"Lord Liel, I mean, I just asked about the breath of a human!" Gutaft looked at Riel, then turned his head back to the valley and glanced a few times, and finally his gaze rested on the same place where Ian and the others were hiding.