After all, the news of Gresu's defeat could not be concealed, so the workers in the logging team by the cliff lake also roughly knew what was going on.
So the two groups of escaped Jackals who were escorted immediately told all the information they knew. Based on the information provided by the Jackals, combined with the information brought by Gonzalo, Prell simply drew a map on the ground.
A map.
At this time, Prell was leading the army and temporarily camped in a wood processing plant. This small processing plant was close to the Black Wolf River. After the venture capital company's logging team cut down the trees from the upper reaches, they would use the water power of the river to transport some of the trees to
Transported here for simple processing.
But Gresu had withdrawn all the workers in the periphery, and the processing plant was strategically abandoned.
The south and east directions of Cliff Lake are the main directions where logging teams cut down trees before. All the trees within a radius of more than 20 miles have been cut down. If you look down from the sky, the originally dense primeval forest of the Wind Valley seems to be too many.
There were scars, large and small, left by the logging teams.
It still took about a day to travel from the processing plant to Cliff Lake. Gonzalo had already sent out all the scouts as required, so Prell ordered the entire army to rest. He looked at the simply drawn map and fell into deep thought.
The lakeside of Cliff Lake is the base camp of the logging team. The lake here flows from the dense forest of Ash Valley. The terrain of Ash Valley is higher than that of Gale Valley, so the forest streams that converge are to the north of Cliff Lake.
The huge drop in the terrain forms a cliff waterfall.
The logging team has built a waterwheel powered by water along the northern shore of Cliff Lake, and uses it to cut logs and process them into various types of wood according to order requirements.
In other words, if Prell captures the south bank of Cliff Lake, Gresu can still hide in the huge lake and then defend on the steep hillside where the waterwheel is located.
The only good thing now is that Gresu has transferred all the peripheral employees back, and Prell's military operation at least only needs to consider the possible support from the Stonetalon Trail.
"Then, we will still use night attack tactics!" Prell patted the ground and said to Lexa.
From the cliff lake to the south, at least more than 20 miles of trees have been cut down, which is indeed not conducive to hiding and concealment. However, the goblins will not bother to clean up the tree stumps left by the logging team, but leave them in place.
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With the body shape of the kobold, these tree stumps can be used to avoid cover, and due to the existence of tree stumps, neither side can spread out a too wide military line. A scattered formation may be more beneficial to Prell's side.
Rexxar stared at the map for a long time. He admired Prell's ability to draw maps. After thinking about various tactics, he felt that perhaps a night attack was the best way to deal with it.
By the cliff lake, Gresu, who had retrieved it a few days ago, was in shock, so he summoned all the hired workers back. Gresu himself did not have much military talent, so the hired workers, humans and jackals had an affair.
Serious conflicts and fights made Gresu realize that the only people he could rely on now were these human veterans with rich war experience.
So he handed over a certain amount of military command to Gernar Fadlan, a former second lieutenant of the Kingdom of Stormwind City who was now retired as the captain of the Cliff Lake Guard.
Gernar Fadlan first began to build walls and various defense facilities outside the camp, and with humans as the main force, he defined areas for the mixed goblins and jackals, and then began intense training.
In fact, venture capital companies played a huge role in colonizing the continent of Kalimdor and the Kingdom of Stormwind. These veterans played a huge role. They appeared in almost all external battles, and they were very active.
After making a statistics on the supplies, Gerner Fadlan breathed a sigh of relief. At least there was no shortage of supplies in Cliff Lake. They could persist for at least half a year. Of course, that was considering the worst case scenario. The only shortcoming was,
The camp lacks spellcasters, and there are only a few human mages hired as goblin bodyguards.
Moreover, the level of these mages varies greatly. After all, in the continent of Kalimdor, the enemies encountered by the venture capital company, that is, the indigenous races, have even worse spellcasting levels.
To turn a group of lumberjacks who usually swing axes and pull saws into warriors who can go to the battlefield, Gerner Fadlan needed time, so he rejected Gresu's request to quickly send troops. He could not lead a group of
The new recruit Danzi is going to die.
Gernar Fadlan's caution also bought Prell some time. At least he could wait until the support personnel of the Tauren and Rolling Rock Canyon were in place before sending troops to attack Cliff Lake.
There was a small black dot hovering in the sky. Gerner Fadlan raised his head and took a look. Since the trees around the cliff lake were cut down, the birds in the sky have become increasingly rare. He raised his whip.
, yelled at the lumberjacks training in the open space in front of the camp: "Keep training!"
At nightfall on the second day after arriving at the wood processing yard by the Black Wolf River, a group of short figures were moving among the tree stumps on the ground. Prell did not bring out all the soldiers, so Rexxar stayed behind, and he only
They brought 300 people, including some of Belga's medical team and a small number of mages.
From mid-afternoon, he led his soldiers out of the uncut woods, hiding himself with the help of tree stumps, and moved toward the cliff lake little by little. When it got dark, he accelerated his march.
After simply eating some dry food and finding some straggler soldiers, Prell ordered the troops to rest while he took Berga and Gonzalo and quietly explored the outskirts of the camp.
After several years of development and construction, the logging team's base camp by the cliff lake has turned into a small town, a simple intersection, with the management's office area as the center, and the living area divided into two large areas, the wood accumulation and processing area
It's a piece of its own.
Since the lake is used to transport wood to the direction of the Stone Claw Trail, the south side of the camp is directly opposite the human living area. There are rows of wooden houses, and Prell even saw a bar with a wind lantern hanging, and some human males entered from time to time.
In and out.
At the outermost edge of the camp, Prell saw a group of human soldiers and a group of goblins and jackals patrolling past. It wasn't until most of the lights in the camp went out and the world was silent that he quietly returned to the same route.
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These two days were rare days when Gresu could sleep peacefully. He had been worried the past few days, but since Gerner Fadlan took over, everything had been arranged in an orderly manner, and he finally felt a little more at ease.
Gresu wrote a letter, and he was going to ask for help from Capelan, who stayed in Ashenvale and was responsible for the so-called "pioneering business". He was actually looking after the road from Windstorm Valley to the Barrens.
He has a personal relationship with Capelan. Although Capelan was dismissed because Gazruin's incident angered the company's top shareholders, Capelan actually lived a much more comfortable life than he did.
Although Capelan's "pioneering" in Ashenvale has made no progress due to the obstruction of the night elves, he still has more than 200 people under his command, so he can be regarded as a reliable force.
Gresu put down the letter, blew out the candles, and lay down in his large and luxurious bedroom. In the Valley of the Wind, he was the supreme leader, so naturally he could enjoy many extraordinary benefits.
However, he was destined to never get a good night's sleep. Gresu, who had just fallen asleep, was suddenly awakened by a violent knock on the door. He was so angry that he yelled: "Who is it? What happened in the middle of the night?"
A goblin answered nervously and eagerly outside the door: "Sir, we have been attacked!" Gresu, who was still sitting on the bed, broke out in cold sweat. He hurriedly touched the bedside, where a musket hung.
With the musket in hand, he felt a little more at ease, then fumbled to light a candle, opened the door in his pajamas, and asked loudly: "Who attacked us?"
The goblin who knocked on the door stammered: "No... I don't know! But Mr. Gernar Fadlan has woken up the soldiers and is on guard outside the camp."
So Gresu hurriedly put on his clothes, loaded his musket, and hurried out the door with the help of the knocking goblin.
When he arrived near the wall where Gerner Fadlan was, Gresu noticed the silence outside. Seeing Gresu coming, Gerner Fadlan made a habitual military salute: "Sir, there was someone just now.
There were noises to the west of the camp and musketry to the south, but it stopped again! I have sent a small team to check!"
Gresu nodded and cautiously stuck his head out, but could not see anything. After a long time, continuous screams and exclamations came from the tree stumps in the south, and then there was no movement.
Gernar Fadlan's face became ugly. He knew that the team he sent might have been poisoned. Who dared to sneak attack the logging team's base camp? He thought of the kobolds first, so he looked towards
Gresu.
Then he noticed that Gresu's body seemed to be trembling, so he ordered: "Light the bonfire!" That was the firewood pile that Gerner Fadlan had arranged outside the wall in advance, because he was worried that he would not be able to see the situation when the night battle broke out.
Prepared.
Several groups of human archers lit rockets and fired outwards. Soon, more than a dozen bonfires rose outside the wall. Gerner Fadlan pulled out his telescope and observed carefully.
Then he heard continuous musket fire. The first pile of bonfire was shot and the wood was scattered. The fire gradually became smaller, followed by the second pile and the third pile.
"It's a kobold!" Gresu roared, trying to vent the fear in his heart. Gerner Fadlan did not participate in the battle a few days ago. He had stayed in the base camp, so he
He glanced at his adjutant, another human veteran who participated in the battle and escaped, and found that the other person nodded, so he understood.
The firewood piled up in the bonfire was scattered all over the ground by volley fire, the fire dimmed, but there was no movement on the other side.
Gerner Fadlan quietly looked at the gradually extinguishing firewood. He knew that this time he had encountered a difficult opponent.