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Chapter 311 Preer's Night Attack

The setting sun shone on the barren red soil west of Razor Ridge, making it hard to tell whether it was morning or afternoon.

Arnold Fang is leading a group of quilboar warriors, patrolling to the east of the quilboar temporary camp. A few days ago, the kobold warchief persuaded Georod Zabatch, so the quilboar of Razor Hill surrendered to the tribe.

will.

Although Thrall did not ask Georod to send troops, the chief of the Razor Ridge Steelmane Wildboars and the current tribal warlord still led an army to support and was assigned to Prell's men.

As Georod's confidant and captain of his bodyguard, Arnold Fang was left behind to protect his own people. The quilboar race, like most indigenous races in the world of Azeroth, has a surname that indicates its origin.

noble.

The Tusker family that Arnold Tusker belongs to and the Zablan family that rules the Razor Hill quilboars are political allies. In other words, the Tuscan family exists dependent on the Zablan family.

Arnold's task, in addition to protecting the tribe, is also responsible for communicating with a group of wolf cavalry sent by Thrall, because the tribe provided a batch of supplies and food to the wild boars a few days ago, and this group of wolf cavalry is stationed at

The outskirts of the quilboar's temporary camp.

From the heart, Arnold does not like orcs, but in the current situation, choosing to join the tribe is one of the few options for the wild boar people, or one of the best choices. Therefore, even if most of the wild boar people do not like the orcs, but

Since the chief made his choice, they had no choice but to abide by it.

Arnold Fang looked boredly to the east, where the Horde army was fighting the invading Kingdom of Kul Tiras army. He very much hoped that the Horde would win. After all, when it came to hatred, it was obvious that the quilboars were even more hostile to the invading army.

Tiragarde Castle Human.

"Boom~~", a dull loud noise suddenly came from the direction of Razor Ridge. Arnold felt the ground under his feet shaking, and then saw a huge smoke rising in the mid-air in the distance.

"What happened?" Arnold was shocked. This explosion was very familiar. When he followed Georod and the Thresh Kingdom to resist the Burning Legion on Mount Hyjal, the kobolds and goblins teamed up to create a huge explosion.

Then Arnold quickly understood, and he guessed that perhaps the Holy Light Kobold Chief had used his best skill, gunpowder blasting.

So the wild boar spit out a mouthful of thick phlegm: "Damn humans, well done!" He even felt less intrusive to the orc wolf cavalry stationed and patrolling not far away.

This big explosion was naturally Prell's handiwork, and it was also part of the battle plan he proposed and adopted. After three half-truths and half-false blocking battles, Daelin Proudmoore was finally lured into the back of Razor Hill.

valley, and then he and his army were greeted by a violent explosion.

The admiral had already jumped off his horse. The horse under his crotch was frightened by the violent explosion, so he had to abandon his mount and stood there blankly.

Now Daelin Proudmoore is covered in cold sweat, because a few minutes ago, he was planning to lead the army to attack the city of Orgrimmar, and then camp there to enjoy a victory dinner.

However, his subordinates and staff made cautious suggestions. They believed that from Razor Ridge to Orgrimmar, one needs to pass through a long canyon or detour to Thunder Mountain in the west. In short, the terrain along this road is complex and is very suitable for the tribe to set up an ambush. If

The tribe continues to use the terrain to make sneak attacks, and I'm afraid they will still have to retreat to Razor Ridge.

Daelin Proudmoore accepted the advice of his staff and decided to withdraw his troops. He would first firmly occupy Razor Hill and rest for a while before making any plans.

His decision truly saved his life, because Daelin Proudmoore had already planned to lead the Chinese army forward, and it would soon be time for them to enter the valley that had been buried by the explosion.

Those who pursued and broke into the valley were hundreds of cavalry and nearly two thousand shield bearers, spearmen and crossbowmen. Watching the smoke gradually dissipate, the gravel and soil stirred up by the explosion blocked half of the valley. Dai Lin

Proudmoore knew that at least two thousand soldiers of his former army were probably completely killed!

"Quick, hurry up and save them!" It took a long time for Daelin Proudmoore to regain his composure. The staff and personal guards around him also suddenly understood and started running in a mess.

However, in the valley after the explosion, after the smoke dissipated, the tribal soldiers who were ambushing around the top of the valley emerged, looking down in disgrace, and started a fierce counterattack downwards.

This time, all the tribe's long-range shooters were dispatched and kept shooting downwards. The most active ones were the goblin engineers, kobolds, and jackal grenadiers. They kept firing goblin grenades and kobold grenades into the valley below and fell into chaos.

Throw it into the human army and continue to create explosions, causing even greater panic.

"General, the orcs and tauren from the east hills are coming again!" A messenger rushed over while crawling and running. He had lost his helmet and had a tauren-style arrow stuck in his shoulder.

"Report! Those trolls, jackals, kobolds and wild boar people in the west are approaching us!" Another messenger ran over. At least he was fully armored and had no injuries on his body. The key is, he

The horse was not frightened and ran away.

"Retreat! Blow the trumpet, retreat!" Daelin Proudmoore gave the order to retreat in pain. Because of the big explosion just now, his front army had lost its organizational strength, and the Horde army was still attacking condescendingly.

In the chaotic scene, the officers could not find their soldiers, and the soldiers could not find their commanders.

At this time, they didn't even have time to organize a counterattack, and the heavy losses caused by the big explosion made many officers and staff around Daelin Proudmoore look miserable. They had no choice but to retreat first, regroup and fight again.

So Daelin Proudmoore and the officers around him began to evacuate in a hurry. This time, he deployed less than 500 cavalry in the rear, and only 300 were left. The rest of the cavalry became infantry because of the big explosion.

Many war horses were frightened and fled, and many riders were even thrown off their mounts and suffered minor injuries.

After all, the Kingdom of Kul Tiras is famous for its navy. The total number of cavalry organized by Daelin Proudmoore is less than a thousand, but when fighting against the indigenous racial forces, these cavalry are basically enough, but this time he obviously ate one

Big loss.

When the setting sun completely disappeared in the west of the Barrens, condensing its last brilliance, and night fell on the earth, the battle of Razor Ridge was over.

Less than two hours after the humans occupied Razor Hill, they were recaptured by the Horde again, and Daelin Proudmoore led the remaining human army to retreat back, near the place where the first battle with the Horde occurred during the day.

Because of the darkness of night and the lack of moon tonight, both sides tacitly agreed to a truce. After the tribe recaptured Razor Ridge, they pursued south for several miles and then hurriedly withdrew.

The Saurfang brothers were sent out by Thrall and led the soldiers to clean up the valley battlefield after the explosion. There were still many injured and undead human soldiers and war horses. The wails and the screams of the war horses could be clearly heard at night.

As for Grom Hellscream, Thrall was a little dissatisfied with him because of his performance during the day, but he still sent him to Prell.

The remaining soldiers who stayed behind began to clean up the surroundings of Razor Hill, and then buried pots to make rice. Thrall, Cairn, Bloodhoof and Vol'jin led the soldiers separately.

Prell's Thresh Kingdom soldiers did not have any task of clearing the battlefield. They were stationed on the spot and began to rest. After the big explosion, Thrall decided to support any combat plan of Prell.

And the third step of Prell's battle plan to lure the enemy deep into the valley and blast it was to attack at night.

Night attack is the only key tactic that Prell has been using to train his soldiers since he established the Kingdom of Thresh. He knew that with the individual combat power of the kobolds, even the harpies might not be able to defeat them, so he made this strategy from the very beginning.

Decide.

By building the Thresh Kingdom's garrison into an army that is good at night fighting, even if the kobolds have many shortcomings, they will at least be able to protect themselves.

Now Prell, Rexxar and Georod Zaban are sitting around a campfire, enjoying dinner. The soldiers he selected to participate in the night attack are also taking the time to eat, wipe their weapons, and wait for the night

of battle.

Grom Hellscream inspected the circle and came over. He was a little embarrassed to face Prell. Because of the task of luring the enemy during the day, his head was hot for a while and he only focused on fighting with the human cavalry. If Thrall hadn't specially sent him

When someone went to notify him, he didn't even notice the retreat horn.

It's not that the orcs reject any strategy in war. For example, they use it very skillfully when attacking in the east or west. But Grom doesn't like Prell's method of laying gunpowder mines. He thinks it is really an immoral war.

But no matter what, at least Prell's strategy worked, causing huge damage to Daelin Proudmoore's army, which achieved Prell's intended purpose.

Several people were chatting. Georod admired Prell immensely. In his opinion, the big explosion in the valley killed so many human soldiers because he had been bullied several times by Tiragard Castle.

The quilboar took his revenge.

In the middle of the night, Gonzalo flew back tiredly. He had been following the fleeing human army. Daelin Proudmoore did not retreat to Tiragarde Castle, but stopped at the rear of the daytime battlefield, gathered up and fled.

The soldiers re-stationed the camp.

Gonzalo roughly drew the layout of Daelin Proudmoore's camp on the ground. Prell stared at it for a while, and after some discussion with Rexal, they formulated a simple night attack plan.

The night attack he advocated was not intended to wipe out the remaining human armies in one fell swoop. That was impossible. After all, there were not many tribal soldiers suitable for night fighting, and the main ones were mainly the garrison of Thresh Kingdom.

Prell's purpose is to give Daelin Proudmoore a warning. Today's tribes are not so easy to bully. Since they have chosen to go to war, they must give the admiral an unforgettable lesson.

Grom came over and listened carefully. He decided that this time he must act according to Prell's arrangements. He was not a brainless orc, but many times, Grom was too impulsive. Whenever there was a battle, he would be easily

He is so passionate that he doesn't care.

Prell summoned the officers, made arrangements, conveyed the battle plan to Sal and other leaders, and then said: "Inform the soldiers to pack everything, we are ready to go!"


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