At the triangular intersection where the three places of Twilight Forest, Red Ridge Mountain and Elvin Forest meet, Thrall, the chief of the Orc Tribe, was leading a tribal army of more than 20,000 or nearly 30,000, fighting here with the 12th Legion under the Storm Kingdom.

In addition to the thousands of elite troops of the 12th Legion of the Storm Kingdom, there were actually some local garrison troops who were pieced together. More than 10,000 people were rooted at the Triangle intersection, and they could not shake them even if the tribe's army attacked multiple times over ten days!

Before, when the tribe's army swept across the entire Twilight Forest, it took less than a week to go! Although this is partly because the Twilight Forest has almost no effective resistance to Stormwind City, it is undeniable that the orc tribe's army's marching is unquestionable.

However, to all the tribal generals' surprise: at this triangle intersection, although the number of their tribal troops was more than twice that of their enemies, the battle lasted for nearly ten days, but they still couldn't make progress...

Moreover, after roughly counting, they found that the war loss ratio between the two sides actually reached an astonishing two to one, or even three to one?!

“Um…”

In his big animal skin tent, Thar was thinking hard at the terrain around the Twilight Forest.

In the south of Stranglethorn Valley, although that place is very rich, they cannot expand their territory for the time being... Because, the goblins and local trolls in Stranglethorn Valley are now very nervous about the military operations of the tribe. Once Thrall goes to capture the territory again, maybe the unconquered trolls and goblins will gather together to deal with their tribe!

Therefore, at this time, in the Eastern Kingdom, there are too many enemies, which is a bit of a loss for tribes with relatively weak foundations... Therefore, we cannot act rashly in Stranglethorn Valley for the time being.

To the east of the Mose Forest is a rarely visited path towards the wind...

That place is said to be not only rugged mountain roads, but also strange environments, but even worse, no minerals are produced there, and no plants can grow on that cursed land... Even insects are not willing to regard it as their nest... There are only various demons and monsters vaguely appearing, and a large number of ogres and undeads are raging... It is a land of death, which is not suitable for the survival of orcs, so before thinking about going to the Sorrow Swamp, Thar will not consider that place for the time being.

To the west of the Twilight Forest is the western wilderness of the original Storm Kingdom's granary.

The climate there is very similar to Durotal, but the land is flatter and more fertile. No land is more suitable for orcs to live in than the western wilderness! Originally, Sal had also thought of moving westward, but after considering that in the southern continent of the Eastern Kingdom, Stormwind City was dominant, he finally gave up his plan to move westward to attack the western wilderness with some regrets, and instead took the idea of ​​Elvin Forest and Red Ridge Mountain in the north!

Thrall believed that the Difia Republic must have been the same as he thought! Otherwise, the other party would not have tacitly sent a small number of soldiers to face their tribe's sentry through the smooth ferry crossing of the river, and no one had ever attacked anyone.

After not considering the east, south, and west, there are not many choices left for Thrall. If he doesn't go north, he can only use the Swamp of Sorrow and Curse to go to the Swamp of Sorrow and Curse to fight with the elites of the Storm City Alliance for the Dark Gate... But Thrall felt that it would definitely not be a good idea. Maybe it would cause the alliance troops in the foreign domain to return in advance and have a big fight with him?

But now, the hard bones of the 12th Legion at the Triangle intersection are really hard to crack. The army of their tribe has fought with the other side for more than ten days and has not made any progress... If you want to detour, the Alvin River is too fast. It is no problem for a small number of elite vanguard scouts to sneak over the river with a raft. There is no need to bring any supplies anyway... But if it is a large army, it will definitely not work!

So, what is now in front of Thrall is: whether they want to go to the Elvin Forest or to attack the Red Ridge Mountain, their tribe cannot avoid the hurdle of the Triangle Intersection! They must do their best to take over the key northward road of the Triangle Intersection, otherwise any subsequent plan will be directly stranded!

"Chief, there is no way to fight this battle again!"

An orc with a braid on his head and a red plate armor rushed into the tent in a whistle.

"We will continue to fight like this. In my opinion, we will not be able to break through the human defense until next month!"

"You have also seen that the discipline of those newly incorporated trolls of Stranglethorn Valley, their bastards is even worse than that of the wild boars! Those damn miscellaneous pieces are not only unrestrained, they do not participate in training on weekdays, they ignore military discipline, they are casual, they go to eat people regardless of the ban, and even rob and fight directly in the camp. As for those who are standing guard and sleeping, let alone... The chief, just by those guys, let alone our number is only twice as many as that of the enemy, even ten times, I think it is difficult for me to break through the defense line of those humans!"

Nazgolin, the outstanding legion soldier in this tribal army, the trusted guards of the Great Chief Thrall, and now temporarily acting as the supervisor of the Stranglethorn Troll Camp, was complaining indignantly to the Great Chief Thrall who was standing next to the map.

"Great Chief, you should let go of your hands and let me train them hard like I train our orc recruits, rather than letting them go! Those guys are completely ineligible to call them a tribal warrior! They are just a group of mobs. I would rather command those wild boar warriors than look at their trolls more!"

Nazgolin didn't understand. They were also trolls, why were the indigenous trolls in Stranglethorn Valley so stupid? Anyway, if he had to evaluate them, they were like a group of ignorant and ignorant primitive races! Not to mention comparing them with those dark spear trolls, they couldn't even compare them to the stupidest wild boar people in the tribe!

Moreover, just now, the Balar Troll Camp located behind the tribal camp was actually attacked by a B Company of the enemy's 12th Legion?!

Those damn and ignorant Balar trolls not only suffered more than a thousand casualties, but also burned a camp and some military supplies in the rear, and even forced the offensive they originally planned to launch today to stop rectify military affairs. This is really outrageous!

Nazgolin didn't understand. Are the brains of those indigenous trolls of the Stranglethorn Valley really stupider than the wild boars? On the battlefield, where did they come from the confidence that they dare to relax their guard because they are in the rear of the camp? Those damn guys not only did not send patrols, but also didn't even have sentries on duty. They didn't find any enemy after the opponent started to attack and attacked the camp and burned and robbed them?

"Nazgolin, for those guys who have just surrendered and joined our tribe, your requirements are still a little too strict..."

"You should also know that now, there are too few tribal warriors we brought from Kalimdor. We have to patiently respect and guide the customs and habits of those local trolls... If you are too hasty, then bad things may happen. We must come slowly, and it will not be solved in a short time. This is just like the dark spear trolls back then. Didn't it take a lot of time to make them get rid of their bad habit of being cannibalized?"

Compared to Nazgorin's impatientness, Thrall obviously had to be more calm. He believed that everything would get better slowly.

"And we can actually see that the enemy's twelve legions, that General Toddman, is not easy to deal with! We have learned from the captives that the other party is an old officer who survived the Third World War. From the time our ancestors crossed the gate of darkness, he was fighting with our orc warriors... And now, after these days of fighting, he has proved with his own actions what kind of hero he is..."

"So, Nazgolin, put away the irritability and dissatisfaction in your heart. We cannot be too demanding of those trolls... After fighting for so long, until today, they have not been disbanded or fled by the enemy, that would be great!"

After shook his head, he stepped forward and patted the other person's shoulder friendly, Thrall walked to the map again.

Although he also knew that the current situation was not very beneficial to their tribe, and it is very likely that they would have no hope of breaking through the triangle intersection in a short period of time... However, they had to do this. Even if they used the war of attrition, their tribe would have to use up all the vitality of the twelve legions!

She knew that compared to the continuous support from the trolls from the Stranglethorn Valley, the humans on the opposite side were one less dead. Now Stormwind City has no extra troops to send support. Therefore, it is only a matter of time to break through this triangle intersection...even if they will always break through the past in less than half a month.

Since we have to continue to fight, appropriately appease the trolls who surrendered to the Stranglethorn Valley has become the choice they have to make now. After all, if they lose the help of these trolls, their tribe will definitely not be able to conquer cities and occupy the Twilight Forest in the hinterland of the Storm Kingdom. Therefore, turning a blind eye and slowly guiding the indigenous trolls has become an important thing that Thal will do now and in the future.

"Although our tribe now has a large territory that is not inferior to Durotal in the Eastern Kingdom, our foundation here is still too weak. Except for those trolls, the tribe cannot send too many people to support it in a short period of time."

Although their tribe now occupies all the Twilight Forest and a large area in the northern part of the Stranglethorn Valley, the Twilight Forest is obviously not suitable for the survival of the living! Therefore, after a while, Sal intends to migrate the Forgotten Undeads on Kalimdor and transfer them here. Whether it is the Twilight Forest or the Fighting Trail, it is obviously suitable for the survival and activities of the undeads. In that case, he will not have to worry that the other party will pollute the land in Durothal.

It is impossible to directly give this natural undead land with the dark shadows of death in the sky to those forgotten as the main place for survival, and to collect the wild undead wandering in the twilight forest and the headwind paths, and to be able to intimidate Stormwind City at close range at the same time!

"Nazgorin, our primary task now is to break through the defense line of the 12th Legion as soon as possible and directly take down this triangle intersection. This is the most important thing for us now! As for the others, let's put it aside first."

If their tribe wants to gain more benefits, they can only take advantage of the extreme weakness of the Storm Kingdom and tamper with each other's land!

For example: Invade the Red Ridge Mountain or the Elvin Forest? After all, the Difia Republic is fighting the Storm Kingdom in the west. If their tribe does not rob, perhaps the Difia humans who are said to have joined the Flame Alliance will be robbed for nothing!

"Since you have made arrangements for the Chief, I won't ask more about the trolls."

"But, the chief! The B Company of the 12th Legion wandering around our camp has caused us too much trouble! I think we must and must find a way to eliminate them first!"

Since the chief said that the indigenous troll who had just surrendered to the Stranglethorn Valley for the time being, Nazgorin had nothing to say!

But if he went to the 12th Legion of Stormwind City to fight the abominable B Company, and to deal with those enemies, and first killed the small enemy unit like a wolf pack, would that be OK?

"You want to deal with that B company? That's OK..."

"But, Nazgorin, what are you going to do? You know, they are familiar with the nearby terrain and have advantages on the home court, so it may be difficult for us to catch them..."

Thrall has actually been tired of the enemy's small wolf pack tactics!

Every time, if he sent a large force to chase and suppress the enemy, the enemies would turn around and run away without stopping! But if... if... there were fewer people he sent, it would not be enough for those intellect human soldiers to fight... Those cunning humans would turn around and pounce on them and bite them hard... Although the result was nothing to do with the overall situation, it made him feel very painful and helpless!

"Don't worry, Chief! I've thought about it. As long as you assign hundreds of elite orc warriors to me, I will definitely be able to kill them! I dare to assure you with my honor!"

Seeing that the great chief Thar was finally moved, Nazgolin quickly patted his chest and promised.

If you lead the indigenous trolls under your command who have no honor and no discipline, you will definitely not be able to deal with that kind of powerful enemy! However, if you are the most elite orc warriors under the chief, Nazgorin will have 100% confidence to annihilate the other side!

Of course, this may take some time, after all, he also has to slowly look for the right opportunity and find the traces of the enemy.

"Well...you let me think about it first..."

Thrall hesitated a little, and he didn't want to smite the enthusiasm of this young man he was optimistic about.

He felt that if he trained this Nazgolin, he would definitely become a general who could stand alone! This is the talent that the tribe needs at present, which can be seen from the other party's methods of controlling the trolls of the Stranglethorn Valley during this period. Although it is still a little awkward and too impatient, it also allows Thrall to see the potential to grow into an orc general.

only……

Now the top priority of their tribe is to strive to break through the main enemy forces at the triangle intersection one day, and then attack the Elvin Forest or Red Ridge Mountain. This is the first thing they have to do! If they waste their energy to deal with the B Company wandering outside and deal with that small group of enemies, maybe it will be as good as the enemy's wish!

Thrall could see that the old human general, Toddman of the 12th Legion, the other party's purpose was to drag their tribal army and drag them tightly at this triangle intersection. Once the reinforcements from the Stormwind Alliance arrived, the other party would definitely win!

Therefore, compared to Nazgolin who wanted to destroy the B Company at all costs, what Thrall wanted to do was to break through the enemy's defense one day earlier and directly defeat or eliminate the main force of the opponent's 12th Legion!

"Oh, Nazgolin, you..."

When Thrall was about to politely refuse the request of the party and to explain some problems, suddenly, a secret spear troll's spear suddenly lifted the animal skin tent and walked in directly towards the middle of the chief's tent.

"Great Chief! This is the latest information about the West!"

In the surprised eyes of Sar and Nazgolin, the elite spear troll who was obviously a stalker, half-kneeled in front of Sar and respectfully handed over a roll of parchment information. It was their scout leader who asked him to take it back and hand it over to the chief.

“Oops…”

After scanning the contents of the information in one glance, Thrall's face suddenly became a little unnatural. He sighed and handed the battle report to Nazgolin, who was a little eager to try but didn't dare to open his mouth to ask for it, he began to concentrate and ponder again...

Originally, Thrall thought that the offensive here in the east of their tribe was just a battle against and defensive battle with the humans in Stormwind City on the plain at the triangle intersection. It should be that they broke through the east side. After all, they were much easier to fight than the West Spring Fortress in the west!

But how could they have thought that when they were still fighting against the 12th Legion of Stormwind City, the other party had already captured the Xiquan Fortress, flattened the Shinjin Town, and was already on the way to march to Stormwind City? Did the newly-rise Republic of Difia really leave like that? However, the information feedback from the spies of the spies a long time ago showed that those Difia troops should be weaker than their tribe.

"Great Chief! Or, our tribe will also organize a general attack to see if it can crush the 12th Legion opposite in one fell swoop, and then we will also go to Stormwind City to join in the fun?"

In Stormwind, it must be very rich, so when Nazgolin thinks that one of his tribe would lose the great benefits and supreme honor of capturing Stormwind, he felt uncomfortable! Before, no matter whether it was to capture the troll tribes in the north of Stranglethorn Valley or to invade the entire Twilight Forest, there were not many benefits, and the spoils were pitifully few!

And now, in the Republic of Difia, the other party dared that even the Kexiquan Fortress and the Shinjin Town were heading to Stormwind City, so how could that be?

How could their tribe be compared by a newly born country that has been in less than three months? So, now he wants to attack at all costs and directly defeat the 12th Legion at all costs, and then go to Stormwind City to see if there is any chance?

“…”

"No! We can't waste our time here anymore, Nazgorin, you go and pass my orders right away..."

After thinking for a while, analyzing the information about the enemy and us, Thrall, who felt that the situation had changed, decided to not stay here at this triangle intersection. If he was spending time with the 12th Legion, it would be just a waste of others to get benefits for nothing!

For the benefit of the tribe, he must now make some correct decisions!

"Just take a look, Chief!"

"For glory and for the tribe, I will take the lead in charge this time, and I will definitely defeat the twelve legions directly before evening!"

Hearing that the great chief Thrall seemed to have made a decision, Nazgolin ran to the other party excitedly, and with the troll scout just now, half-kneeled on one knee, waiting for the official order to be issued.

“…”

Thrall suddenly felt a little confused. When did he say he would defeat the 12th Legion? Now that the war has changed, he not only can't defeat the other party, but he can't even attack the Elvin Forest or Red Ridge Mountain anymore.

"Nazgorin...you go and order: prepare the entire army, we must evacuate this camp directly before dusk and return to the Mistermanto manor in the Twilight Forest to repair!"

Looking at Nazgorin in an excited state, Saar shook his head with a wry smile, but he still clearly stated his final decision.

“Yes…wait!”

"Chief, are you wrong just now? Are we going to spread rumors while the enemy kings are about to be surrounded and the morale of the army is unstable, and then seize the time to suppress the whole army?"

Nazgolin actually thought about how to fight later, that is: first send some Azeroth-like guys, then go to the other party's formation to publicize the information he just saw, and then, when the enemy becomes chaotic or the morale of the army begins to float, the whole army will be suppressed, and the outcome will be determined by one battle!

But now, Thrall, the chief of their tribe, actually said he wanted to withdraw his troops. What a joke?
To be continued...