"It's nothing to reach Black Rock Mountain, but at the foot of his mountain, I seemed to feel a dark force similar to the Dark Gate, but the energy is too small to form a portal at all. And..."

Luo Ning said this a little slow, but before he finished speaking, I realized something, so he snapped his fingers excitedly, "Yes, this is the place where they call sacrifices to demons, so they will definitely gather there to participate in the dark ritual. We took the opportunity to catch them all in one go."

"But if they go there, there will definitely be scouts around us, and our large-scale operations will be revealed." Uther's deputy asked me, and I had already thought of a reply sentence.

"This requires our surprise." As I said this, I turned to my own people again. "Roning, you will teleport Wenleza and a few experienced rangers to a place that can block their necessary path and hide it. Whenever there is a scout who sends messages there, you must shoot them with magic or bows and arrows, and then destroy the corpses. At the same time, in order to cover up our actions, I decided to send sporadic knights to the Black Rock Mountain to pretend to be a peace talk."

"Let me redeem my sins, Your Highness." After I said this, Garithers volunteered to stand up. Yes, he was a responsible warrior in any case. With the mistakes he made yesterday, he was driven by his conscience and recommended himself.

"Yes, Lord Garythers, but I don't want my warriors to be in danger. I will let you bring two elves rangers. Their eyesight and experience can help you prevent you from entering the enemy's trap. I hope you can follow their reasonable opinions this time." Actually, when I said this, I was still hesitating whether to let him go to death, but in the end I didn't do this. After all, he can still be regarded as a Lordaeron's elite rather than an idiot. Maybe he can also transform him into a mature general, such as let him cooperate with the elves this time. "You just need to make their scouts mistakenly think that you want to go up the mountain to negotiate but he is hesitant and dare not go up."

"I understand." Although Garrith did not like being with the Rangers, he still accepted the proposal firmly. Yes, he knew the role of the Rangers and the meaning of their observation to his life.

After arranging him, he turned to his master again.

"The camp still has the original number of flags, and General Uther, you must stay in the camp to inspect, because only you don't go out, the orcs will not believe it, we will march."

"I know, Alsace! But I hope that as you said, their main players really went to the so-called black ceremony."

"Of course, I also promise you can accept a large number of orc captives." I assured him, and another peaceful voice of doubt also aimed at me.

"Since the army has already entered, what does it matter whether Lord Uther or not?" asked the dwarf general.

After hearing this question, I sighed, instead of responding to what I knew about normal history, I made up an excuse.

"I'm just in case, if there is a service to inform the enemy coach of our dispatch, I think he will hesitate about our number.

“How to say it?”

"They know the master's tactics, and they charge forward when the battle starts, so the absence of him will make them wonder if our wave is the main force." I replied in a complaining tone. And then everyone stopped talking about anything.

So under my arrangement, everyone arranged their own arrangements. I assembled more than a thousand infantrymen, more than two hundred knights, rangers, mages, dwarfs and other main forces and then went toward the direction marked by Muluenin.

And along the way, Sylvanas continued to ask me a few questions.

"Arsace, how do you be sure that the orcs will gather there?"

"Sacrifice is a very solemn thing. Most of their orcs will participate. Do you Quelthalas have no such activity?"

"No..." She shook her head. Yes, I understand the reason. They will not commemorate the fallen Azshara or other night elves who exiled them. But I will not tell my loved ones these things for the time being. After all, it is not the time to discuss the history of ancient elves.

(Offtopic: Now is not the time to discuss the history of ancient elves---to a certain reader).

In fact, many people, like her, doubted whether the main force of the orcs gathered there, but I knew that it would be impossible to be wrong. The main purpose of my deliberate staying Uther in the camp was not what I told the dwarf general, but a mirror image of the Black Hand brother would come to visit our camp and meet the master. When he saw Uther and the flags I deliberately left, he would definitely not doubt the movements of our army.

I thought confidently, but everyone was still half-doubted about what I said about the orcs gathering in that basin. It was not until I approached the destination that Sylvanas showed me a firm smile and gave me a positive answer...

"Yes, Alsace's guess is right, there are indeed a considerable number of orcs gathered there. Wenleza and Ronin have also eliminated all their service, and they have no idea of ​​our existence."
Chapter completed!