The saying that there must be supplies before the war has been widely circulated since ancient times.

Although the alliance has only been established for only three years, the veteran scoundrels drawn from various kingdoms still spread the idea of ​​metaphysics to recruits. After the recruits have seen the metaphysics, they think they can’t do it. A person suffers a loss and is deceived, ah, it is a benefit, so the tradition must be continued.

Therefore, the word "passed by fire" perfectly interprets what is called this fire, I will not pass on it!

Don’t get me wrong, the so-called firewood is not a healthy after-dinner activity that allows heroes to chop wood, burn the corpse and squeeze humanity, but is a selection ceremony for the vanguard.

The vanguard, or pacesetter, is the most important person in the infantry phalanx. As the front line of the group, it needs to take on the first wave of the opposing infantry cavalry ghost. It needs to lead the stupid boys behind to move forward, retreat or even turn. Deformed.

In the evil old society or the grass-to-head army organized by La Zhuangding, the vanguard is equal to death, so if everyone can't beat the criminal officer, the only way to determine the vanguard is by drawing lots.

However, for a super-large military organization such as the national regular army or the alliance, the vanguard is not a life-saving soldier. It is the best channel for the promotion of civilians. Glory that does not come.

Therefore, later there was the custom of spreading fire, using a small wooden stick to dip it in some oil, and then quickly pass it. Whoever is lucky enough to have the fire extinguished, be steady, you will be the vanguard.

But this very irregular method has caused a variety of cheating methods, including not limited to fast and slow hands, ranking relationships, blowing air, etc. Only you can't think of no means that can't be dirty.

So soon, the method was innovated.

All the people who wanted to be the vanguard stood in a row, and one person took a small flammable wooden stick to light it, and whoever counseled it was thrown away by the hot hand, and it was calculated out, and the remaining number was enough for the vanguard to finish the calculation.

That is to say, I will not spread the so-called fire.

A recruit can be promoted to an officer as long as he is the leader of the three battles, even if one does not have a head. One can imagine how difficult it is to be a leader in an army with high morale.

Before the war, there must be good wine and good meat. Carlos gave two consecutive days of order for extra meals. All the soldiers knew that he was going to go to war, so in the past two days, the secret spreading of fire has been repeatedly forbidden.

The officers shouted, what if they burned their hands, but they couldn't hold back the high spirits of the soldiers in private.

Not only was the death battle of Sir Lothar inspiring everyone’s morale, but the more realistic point was that as the absolute main force of the alliance, most of the human soldiers were veterans who survived Hillbrad Hills, step by step from despair. The battle sticks that came out witnessed the entire development process of the alliance.

You can't lose this battle!

There is no need for officers to brainwash, the soldiers really think so.

It is no longer just a simple hatred of the country and the family, the soldiers have begun to make calculations for their meritorious service after the war.

Seeing that the tribe is getting worse from day to day, there will be no chance if you don't make meritorious service!

So even though Carlos's military order has not been issued, the people underneath are still inexplicably cheered.

Especially the survivors who followed Sir Lothar to participate in the earth-shattering battle with the tribal warchief. In their mouths, the battle was simply the wailing of the color-changing dragon, and the roar of the alliance soldiers and the orcs even sent the sky. The dragon was so frightened that they forgot to flap their wings and fell from the sky (fog).

Although all kinds of rumors are raging, but the generals including Carlos all chose to ignore them.

The warriors dared to die and forced a woolen thread when they were officials.

But you can't let the warriors die in vain.

There is no undead in war, and Carlos is not the protagonist Richard in a certain adventure novel. He can fight all the way from the tribe to the city-state with zero casualties. But the role of the commander-in-chief is to lead everyone with the least casualties in exchange for the greatest victory.

The expressions in the early stage have been done enough, and all the signs indicate that Orgrim has been fooled.

Under the mage's detection magic, the orc sword saint is not undetectable, but Carlos, in order to be safe, even counterintuitive is useless, but chooses the most persuasive approach, and then dispatches the army later.

The rear army of more than 30,000 people was stuck on the front line of Heishi Mountain, 30,000 cavalry went around 200 li, the alliance blocked at the door of the tribe was 40,000, and the reinforcements detected by the Juggernaut were only 20,000.

The total information gathered together gave Orgrim great courage.

Under the tremendous pressure of the Alliance, the tribe united Isshin again. The Burning Plains Orcs had 70,000 combatable soldiers. Calculated based on the ratio of one Orc to three humans, the Alliance was simply giving away food.

Orgrim was puzzled by what gave Carlos the courage to smash his face with inferior forces.

Finally, Orgrim suddenly realized that it was love!

Killing Anduin Lothar himself, the Alliance is here to take revenge.

Although Orgrim is very disdainful of human beings' anger and thriving, he still welcomes more actions like the Alliance.

More than half a month is not enough to recover Orgrim's injuries, and the warchief is no longer capable of fighting on the battlefield. But as a commander, Orgrim is still competent.

If you really want the Alliance to shoot the base at the door of the orcs, you won't have to fight this battle. Ner'zhul's reply was not very satisfactory. Draenor's situation continued to deteriorate. Although Orgrim's request was not rejected, it was impossible in a short time. Not only that, in Draenor, the war between the orcs against the Goria Empire and the arakkoa has reached the most critical moment. Therefore, not only cannot all the materials in the Elwynn Forest be mobilized to the Burning Steppes, but a large part of the blood transfusion Draenor must be transported. So Kilrogg's war against the trolls is also very troublesome.

All of this made Orgrim determined to fight a battle of annihilation.

Only by crippling the current alliance army can the tribe have time to regain its strength.

Then, the defensive counterattack is very unrealistic.

A big battle must be fought in the wild.

But during the few days when he was in a coma, the gang of scum under his team was actually busy fighting for the position of the warchief, which made the Alliance stunned.

Seeing the Alliance tapped the base faster and faster, Orgrim's head grew bigger.

So the "Dark Arrow Wounder" Orgrim came up with a show operation.

"What? The orcs sent messengers!"

Carlos' eyes widened when he heard the news.

Too lazy to play tricks such as the killer stick, Carlos received the bruised orc messenger. After the lingua franca with the smell of fleshy bones and scum, Carlos finally understood————Orgrim asked the alliance Retreat ten kilometers and give up the area where the tribes gather, so that the two sides can fight a glorious battle.

Well, that means don't ask for the fortress that the Alliance is building now.

Orgrim intends to surrender the Alliance with just one word!

Carlos hasn't spoken yet, and the surrounding generals have begun to roll up their sleeves and prepare to add some flowers to the face of the orc messenger.

"Enough!"

Carlos thought about it.

After shouting at the crowd, Carlos got up from his seat.

"Tell Orgrim, I agree!"

As soon as the words came out, everyone was shocked, including the messenger of the orcs.

The warchief is really a clever calculation, such an unreliable requirement that the Alliance can agree!

"Listen, I can only take revenge for Sir Lothar, and the warchief of the hand-blade tribe can only be me!"

Carlos said with a face like Laozi's No. 1 in the world.

Then Turalyon was already awake when the others were still blank!

"You are not the Grand Marshal! The glory of revenge for Sir Lothar cannot belong to you alone!"

When Uther hadn’t figured out what was going on, the bad boy Danas also woke up, squeezing his throat and shouted: "The one who killed Orgrim is the new Grand Marshal of the Alliance!"

This voice stirred the soul of a group of actors.

For a while, where there are gentlemen in the big tent, all this makes the orc messenger suspect that these human generals are not disguised by orcs!

In the end, Carlos saw that it was too late, so he drew his sword and kicked Danas over.

After sending away the orc messenger, Carlos asked rhetorically, ignoring the meowing Danas.

"Do you say that orcs will be fooled?"

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