The wolf cavalry leader of the Shattered Fist Clan, Gorhash the "Blood Drinker", arrived at the city of Black Man at around 2 p.m. on June 21 with 1,000 wolf cavalry and 500 centaur cavalry. This is only a third of the troops under his command, and the rest are divided into several parts, led by their own generals, and continue to clean up the remnants of the fortresses of the federal branch cities that he has left behind.

His task was very simple and straightforward - to set out first, to uproot all the federal branch fortresses on both sides of the Blackwater River Valley, to make the Federation troops in the city completely blind and deaf, and at the same time to open up a solid path for the army to march; Pull out the small town of Hewang Town in the lower reaches of the Heishui River, and completely cut off the possibility of the federal army in the city getting supplies through the Guò Heishui River.

The first mission was completed perfectly, and if the map provided to him by the scouts of the Burning Blade Clan was really accurate, Gorhash was sure that he had uprooted all the Federation castles, and that it was only a matter of time before he was besieged by the regiments. Of course, even if one or two fish slip through the net, it shouldn't cause too much trouble to the army's march route and the subsequent supply routes. As for the second task, it is relatively more difficult, and after all, it is expensive to do it quickly.

You must know that Hewang Town belongs to the Duchy of Wicker and is about ten days away from Heiman City to the south, and even if the wolf cavalry and centaurs advance day and night, it will take at least three days. Although the scale of that riverside town is not large, and the inhabitants are certainly not large, at this critical juncture, the Vickers will definitely send heavy troops in it. Of course, it will take time to redeploy troops. There is only a time difference to resist the sinking of Riverside before the Federation and the Wickers have time to react. It is possible to take the city in one fell swoop. Otherwise, it is possible that it will turn into a protracted war and a hard war.

This is a very reasonable battle plan. But Gorhash himself was very unhappy about this. According to his own words: "When did the descendants of the heavenly spirits and the earth, the loyal people of the god of war, fear a hard battle? ”

What's more, it was Moug, the commander of the Burning Blade Clan, who proposed this battle plan. You know, the Shattered Fist Clan, which follows a glorious tradition, has never looked down on the deviant Burning Blade Clan who has no sense of honor, and these guys who have deviated from the way of their ancestors have just won a victory, so why should they point fingers in front of an orc general like himself.

"Hewang Town is naturally going to take it down, but in my own way." So Gorhash made his decision.

Of course. No matter how you take it, you always have to be under the nose of the Black Man, but Gorhash didn't think that the frightened Federation army would dare to go out of the city to pursue such a large group of wolf cavalry - he didn't see that when he attacked those castles before, he also slaughtered the Federation immigrants in front of the defenders, but he didn't see them say anything. When he finally attacked these castles with no food and grass and no reinforcements, the trembling human soldiers, their hands holding their weapons, were trembling, and they were even better than the wolves they had encountered when they were hunting.

It's hard to imagine. Such an army, such a country, can still maintain such great prestige. What is the "land of the sky where the glory will endure"? It's really laughing out of my teeth!

Gorhash's idea was to take his wolf cavalry team to wander around the city for a few minutes. Only then did the attack continue in the direction of the downstream. Of course, this seemingly reckless approach was not just to boast of strength and insult the enemy, but to make the enemy see clearly his intention to lead the army to Hewang Town, so that he could do so. As long as the Federation and the Duchy of Wickr do not have their heads, they will definitely send reinforcements as much as they can.

As for Gorhash himself. As long as he led his subordinates to ambush near Hewang Town, he could wait for work. As long as several waves of reinforcements are killed in front of the defenders, their morale will definitely collapse completely. Not only can you easily complete the task yourself. You can also brush a lot of money to earn a lot of military merits.

"What a military genius I'm a military genius! What is Asog? The reason why I am so famous is only because I haven't waited for the moment when I send Shenwei. Gohrash thought.

Then, on the march, his vanguard saw another group of refugees. The general who led the team didn't even give him any instructions, and led his army to chase after him. Gorhash didn't care about this, in fact, the vast majority of the orc army lacked the necessary sense of discipline, and the orc khans and generals didn't see anything wrong with it.

"Why should we learn to act like weak human beings? Orc warriors, as long as they dare to fight, dare to kill, dare to bite and be fearless, it is enough! ”

Of course, the premise of laissez-faire is that you must achieve sufficient results on your own......

"Then, do you want to sue me that you and your more than 500 soldiers were easily repelled by one person?" Sitting on the back of a gray wolf half the size of the average wolf, Gorhash looked condescendingly at the captain of the wolf cavalry who bowed his head in front of him and begged for forgiveness. The yellow-brown vertical pupils emitted a gloomy, bloodthirsty red light, like a large reptile that chooses to devour people without emotion. Even a seasoned orc warrior shuddered when he came into contact with such a gaze.

Gorhash is not a pure-blooded orc. In fact, even his mother didn't know who his biological father really was, which was not too uncommon in a world where the social structure was close to the half-primitive, half-slave Orgrimmar Clan Alliance. Before orc men and women formed a fixed family structure, most of the young orc women had completed their first night in the coming-of-age ceremony organized by the shamans. Or in some animal hut, or in the meadow, or even directly by the ritual fire. The orcs of the fighting nation are naturally typical patriarchal and patriarchal societies, but they rarely have a human and elven concept of chastity, and even if they encounter a situation where they like to be fathers, they will be happy to raise their "children" who are not related to them. Because for the orc family, an adult labor force and combat power are the most important wealth of the family.

But. What really scared his people and even his own mother was that Gorhash's eyes were not the characteristic bronze bell-shaped eyes of orcs. Rather, it is a reptile-like vertical pupil that resembles a snake or lizard.

"This guy must be an ominous monster." Such rumors accompanied Gohlash during his childhood and adolescence, and even his mother rarely expressed the affection she deserved for her own children.

But. When Gorhash grew up and became a man with far more power and ferocity than his peers, similar rumors were dispelled. The clan khans admired this powerful but bloodthirsty natural warrior, and even when Gorhash brutally murdered his adoptive father and mother, as well as all his brothers, they did not punish him, and placed him in the important position of the commander of the wolf cavalry.

"Lord Gorhash is supposed to be a dragonborn, right?" When this ferocious orc warrior eventually became one of the most influential "bigwigs" of the Shatterfist Clan, the rumor became the above version.

Gorhash was noncommittal, or rather. Both he and the clan khans are letting such rumors flow.

With the Khan's appreciation and love for him, as well as his own violence, Gorhash maintained the control of his cavalry units in this way. He was certainly not the best wolf cavalry commander in the history of the Shattered Fist Clan, but he must be the most feared wolf cavalry leader.

The captain of the wolf cavalry, who had just suffered defeat, opened his mouth with difficulty, trying to defend himself as best he could. He wasn't the kind of officer who would hide at the back of the line and only give orders for his men to charge, in fact, the two spells unleashed by the Archmage of the Federation. I'm all within the range of direct attacks.,If it weren't for the wild instinct and superior skills.,I'm afraid I'd have died several times.。 But even so, his body was still covered with burns, scalds, and scorched black marks from the impact of lightning. This pitiful appearance can no longer be described as a wolf. It can be said that he can barely ride on the back of a wolf, and he is already a table with extremely strong willpower.

But. The captain of the wolf cavalry knew that his miserable and painful appearance could never be exchanged for the slightest sympathy from Gorhash.

"This. But...... My lord, that's a great magician who can continuously unleash spells against military grades! I ......"

The wolf cavalry captain could no longer speak, and Gol Hash's wrist, which was much thicker than the average orc, was already pinched around his neck. He was pulled out of his mount with a hard stroke. He couldn't breathe anymore, rolling his eyes in pain, bloodshot from his eyes, and shaking his limbs like a frog that had just been skinned alive.

The surrounding wolf cavalry and centaur officers showed unbearable expressions, but none of them dared to speak out against it.

"Click!" Everyone heard the sound of the neck being pinched off. Gorhash threw the corpse in his hand on the ground as if he had discarded a broken rag doll.

"Enjoy your extra meal!" He let out a loud shout. Several large, ownerless gray-haired wolves immediately pounced, opening their mouths to bite the flesh from the freshly baked corpse.

"Under my command, you can do whatever you want! But the premise is, don't disgrace me! Gorhash glanced at his subordinates and said in a cold and stiff tone. Every centaur and wolf cavalry that came into contact with his color involuntarily lowered their heads.

"Now, let's talk about it, there's a federal juggler who disgraces me! How will I reciprocate? ”

For Gorhashi, the lives of his subordinates may be far less important than his own face, right?

A centaur commander involuntarily took a step forward and looked at the Black City in the distance. He groaned for a moment, then slammed the long riding spear in his hand to the ground, and a rock spirit about the size of a goblin suddenly emerged from the ground. The Earth Elemental Spirit from the Outer Plane said a few words to the Centaur Commander in an unknown language, and then disappeared into the ground once more.

"That's kind of interesting." The centaur cracked open his mouth and revealed a strange grin, and the ugly yellow fangs in his mouth.

"What do you mean by that?" Gorhash asked coldly, but he was not strangely angry at the other party's somewhat impolite gesture.

The centaur's name was Senzel, and he was not only a valiant centaur chieftain with javelins and spears, but also a powerful shaman, serving under Gorhash as the first lieutenant general and commander of the centaur rangers.

"I used the earth element summoned by the totem to tell me that the magician who repelled Jaeger did not return to the city, and not only that, but also lined up outside the city with more than a thousand people." Senzel said: "Looks like you want to give us a head-on blow, right?" ”

Gorhash froze, and after a few seconds, his astonishment turned into a wild laugh.

"I'm about to retract the preamble. Those tricksters aren't all rats who don't have seeds. (To be continued......)