At the foot of the hill, the army experienced a defeat and lost its commander, and it looked a little chaotic.

Smollet even had to take command himself, which made things better.

Smollet instructed the witch doctor to treat the wounded, and then reassigned the team, and then there was some free.

Immediately, he saw Ramsden Bone Fire sneaking down the mountain.

Suddenly, he felt a pang of annoyance.

This guy doesn't help at all, but every time he divides up the spoils, he becomes very aggressive.

He also likes to carry a pile of bones dangling in front of him, much to Smolet's dissatisfaction.

Especially just now, when Smollet learned from the hero's mouth that he had lost two thousand three hundred soldiers in this battle, and five or six hundred were seriously wounded.

His anger had been suppressed to the extreme.

"Ramsden! You damn thing, where was your troop just now, and that's how you fought together, hiding in the back all the time, like a shady mouse? ”

"I really want to cut open your brain and see what's inside!"

Smollet grabbed him by the collar and shook it vigorously, his eyes almost bursting with fire.

Ramsden Bone Fire was a young undead, thin even among the undead, who wore a pair of brass glasses, like a scholar.

But at this point, he was lifted up by Smollett like a poor hemp stick.

Ramsden struggled weakly, but the disparity in strength between the two sides made Ramsden seem so powerless.

Ramsden's undead heroes tried to stop him, but were stopped by the more numerous orc generals.

And those orc lords watched the joke from the side, and it was obviously a good pleasure to see this undead boy suffering.

"Wait, wait........" Ramsden grudgingly grabbed the other man's arm, but was powerless to stop him.

Ramsden had a flash of inspiration in his head, and finally shouted.

"Wait, Your Excellency, Commander!"

Smollet grinned, revealing her white sharp teeth, "Little chick, what do you want to say, if it's begging for mercy, then wait until I beat you up!" ”

Smollet had already lifted his left hand.

"No, it's not this—" Ramsden hurriedly shouted.

"That's not what I'm talking about!"

"Huh?!" Smollet let out a long breath with a long nose, "Then do you want to use the Bone Fire Family to press me, hum, hairy boy, on the battlefield, big fists are the last word!" ”

Smollet said and wanted to go straight to the action regardless of it.

Seeing that his fist was about to fall, Ramsden quickly shouted: "Your Excellency, Commander, if you want to continue to send troops to attack the top of the mountain, I am afraid that you will be completely defeated, and even lose all your heroes!" ”

"You're cursing me? Ridiculous! Smollet was even more furious.

Ramsden calmed down at this point, "No, I'm just telling a fact. ”

"Although the opponent does not have enough troops, it can pose enough threat to us when it occupies a favorable position."

"Even, after this battle, the other side has not lost many troops."

Ramsden calmed down, but he was able to analyze the situation clearly.

"No, you're talking complete nonsense, damn it, I'm going to hang you!" Smollet was even more annoyed, but he knew in his heart that what the other party was saying was the truth.

But this fact is a secret that he doesn't want others to mention.

Ramsden revealed this secret at this time, still in front of these lower lords, which could completely shake Smollet's position.

Smollet did have a murderous intent at this time.

"Your Excellency, if you continue to storm the hill as you did in your previous plan, you will fail again."

"And I have a chance that we can wipe out those humans without a single soldier."

Ramsden spoke this very quickly, because he had already seen the other man holding the tomahawk at his waist in his hand.

Obviously, the axe was not intended for felling.

Ramsden grasped the axe, the monstrous meridians on the back of his hand, and his eyes roamed between Ramsden's head and neck, as if looking for a suitable spot.

Ramsden wanted to kill the undead in front of him, and he was able to do so.

Even if the other party is a member of the Bone Fire Family, he is not a key person.

Label the other party as a traitor or a deserter, and he will have a way to minimize his troubles.

What made him hesitate was not the identity of the other party, but a thought in his heart that told him.

This fact, as Ramsden said, is quite possible.

Although this is ridiculous.

A thousand against an army of ten thousand, it's crazy.

However, in the first battle, the opponent ate 2,300 men on their side, including two of his right-hand men, a team of two-legged Wyvern Knights.

"What are your plans?" Half-ranging, Smollet squeezed out the words.

Obviously, he had already decided to listen to the other party's plan, and it was not too late to kill the other party.

"Flames." Ramsden said.

The other orc lords set their eyes on the emaciated undead.

"My plan was to set fire to the bottom of the mountain, and by the time they drove them down, it was already too late, and they would be surrounded by fire and end up being burned alive." Ramsden's eyes flashed with a frenzy.

Nothing excites him more than seeing countless lives end before him.

He'd seen the humans down the hill with fire against the orcs.

And now, apparently, everything is reversed.

With Ramsden's words, the killing intent in Smallett's eyes gradually faded and turned into excitement.

Was Ramsden's plan simple?

It's simple, it's very superficial, but they're more accustomed to fighting in battle, either you die or I live.

Few are so proficient in strategy that no one has even come up with such a simple plan.

The surrounding orc lords just thought that the entire mountain was burning with flames, and those humans rushed into the fire with a wail on it, or jumped off the cliff directly.

Just the thought of that scene excites them.

Smollet glanced at the still excited crowd and snorted coldly.

"What are you still doing in a daze, hurry up and let those guys find wood and prepare to set fire!"

"Yes!"

Watching a group of people run down and get busy, Smollet's mood improved.

But at this moment, suddenly there was a rapid sound of a horn in my ears.

"The enemy has broken through!"

Smollett's face changed dramatically.