Anomaly Of Warcraft

The lion fights the rabbit and does its best, not to mention that the opponent is a skilled jungle hunter, the troll withered wood clan.

In the tactical meeting, Carlos did not insist on the leader, because Heni Mareb's words persuaded him.

"My lord, your bravery is crowned the hillbrad hills. But it is an insult to the soldiers that the commander is three times as powerful as the enemy. It is an insult to the soldiers. Your duty is to observe and predict the strength of the opponent's trolls. In the future, the formulation of combat plans will provide valuable first-hand information."

Although Heni Mareb's words are very reasonable, Carlos still feels a pity to give up such an opportunity to gain prestige with martial arts skills.

"Well, I will leave twenty knights as the reserve team, and the rest will be under your command. We are here to avenge the late Prince Jerio. Just keep your head and don't live your mouth." Carlos patted. On the shoulder of Herni Mareb, he motioned to the commander of the Alterac Knights to distribute the manpower, and they found a place to sit and rest with Biglas and his son.

"It seems that the gambling agreement is about to be voided." Carlos expressed regret.

"I don't have any opinion. The cavalry under my hand is still fooling around in Dunhold Castle. I am just a high-level infantry now." Biglas slapped his eager son and said nothing.

Danas is definitely an outstanding existence among his peers, but he is also interested in horse-riding, hunting, village girl and so on. Carlos has lived in fear of the future since he was a child, and his strong sense of urgency and clear purpose have allowed him to develop a physique and fighting skills that far exceed those of his peers. Biglas understands that he can use his rich experience to defeat Carlos after 30 moves, but his stupid son will be defeated by Carlos within two moves. Out of the glory of the knight and the love of his father, Biglas, who often discussed with Carlos, would not explain Carlos's strength in detail to his son.

"Although the lives of the boys are very important, I still want to see how powerful the trolls are in the situation where the beasts are still fighting." Carlos's opinion made the surrounding knights and Biglas nod secretly.

"Father, don't you teach me never to despise the enemy? We can easily destroy the troll's fighting will, why do we force the opponent to fight back?" the curious baby Danas asked.

"Because of the change of status." Carlos directly answered Danas' question, "As a fighter, it is the best honor to kill the opponent cleanly. As a commander, you can only fully understand your enemy. Destroy your enemies thoroughly. Our understanding of trolls comes from Mr. Tooth’s expositions and fairy tales. Yes, we don’t understand the race of trolls, nor the current opponent, the Witherwood clan. So we need one A small but fierce battle is used to observe and infer the combat effectiveness of the Witherbark troll. This is very important for future battles."

"Brother Carlos said it makes sense." Danas had a learned expression.

"Idiot, although I didn't say it clearly, didn't I usually teach you?" Biglasti was just a kick, and he felt that his majesty as a father was damaged.

"But you didn't explain to Boy Heney. Can he understand your intentions?" Biglas was not sure.

"Heni Mareb has a commanding talent, right." Carlos said in a certain tone, not asking, but expressing.

"I can only say that I am optimistic, who has not really survived the war, who dares to call himself a veteran." Biglas sighed, as if some pictures of long-term memories were recalled.

"There are more than 20 soldiers on the sentry post, and Hennie has 5 full squads in his hand. A squad went with the Night Man.) The soldiers, there are 30 tin cans to support, three fight one, how to lose." Carlos’ words caused dissatisfaction with the members of the knights next to them, others said that our tin cans even Now, Sir Carlos, you are now the knight commander of the Knights. How can you confuse yourself?

Because knights are different from cavalry, they generally use elite templates to calculate attributes. Carlos has been unable to estimate the strength of the knights from the data. But all the way down, I couldn't beat half of the 300 tin cans that followed me to the Hinterland. Not to mention the unique array charge as a cavalry, which is a skill that Carlos does not possess.

A knight must first be a qualified cavalry. It is not that they can be called cavalry by riding a horse. If the number is not enough, the cavalry will be restrained by the infantry. That's right, restrained by infantry, so don't be superstitious about cavalry invincibility in some novels. A qualified cavalryman first needs to be able to use the cavalry to charge proficiently, and secondly needs to have the ability to dismount as an infantryman. When a cavalry loses its impact, the best option is to dismount and fight. How can a two-legged man be more flexible than a four-legged horse. For a single cavalry charge, you only need to avoid it, while for an array of cavalry charge, you only have to resist head-on, or run away from your back. These two options are equally desperate. It takes at least three years of training to keep on display with your comrades in the charge, which is far more difficult than it looks.

When the sky began to darken, Brother Bald came to report again. The troll squad discovered the presence of the guard post, hunted two bighorn deer and a wild boar, and has started cooking food, and is expected to start operations after nightfall.

"Uncle, I'm a little worried, what should I do if the trolls are counseled, the ambush is turned into a chase, and let's get rid of it." Carlos suddenly remembered this question.

"If the troll built a sentry in Tarren Mill, what would you do?" Biglas asked rhetorically.

"Take it down." Carlos replied, "I'm afraid that they can divide their forces and wipe out the best, and run away one. It will be difficult to build a base like this."

"Why do you think so much, do you still want to fix the outpost under the eyelids of others?" Biglas looked at the insatiable man with contempt.

In the Hinterland at the end of June, the climate is not bad, especially in the second half of the night, it is cool and quiet, and it is a good time to sleep.

"I always feel that there will be casualties if there is no reminder of the soldiers at the sentry." Carlos chewed on the fibrous roots of a vine plant, feeling the faint sweetness in his mouth.

"The deep front line, even the sentry can't do night defense well, it deserves to die." Biglas looked very open, and the reinforcements were hidden in the field of vision. This time can't support it. It's really better to die. .

As a result, an irritating scene appeared. When the troll's figure appeared at the bonfire of the sentry post, no human soldier actually reacted.

"Carlos, I'm afraid something has happened." Biglas slowly stood up.

"What else can I do? I was touched by the whistle, and after death, what can the dead do!" When Carlos joined the army in his previous life, he hated the people who stood at the watch and dozed off at night. According to the regulations, the whistle does not leave your lips. Even if you can't beat the intruder, you can always send an alarm to wake up your companions. Because you dozed off alone, and dozens of hundreds of companions were killed in your sleep, how can you not be angry, how can you not hate.

At a distance of more than four hundred yards, the troll was only the size of a fingernail in Carlos's eyes. Although he didn't know what it was jumping in front of the campfire, it wouldn't be a good thing anyway. Hennie Mareb, what are you doing? Carlos couldn't help but wonder.

"A group of four, choose your own way, and stand by to a hundred yards. I will take the lead in the charge." Carlos stared at the troll in front of the campfire and gave the order.

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