Anomaly Of Warcraft

Strategy and tactics have never been omnipotent. The ogre tactics that have delayed the orcs for more than half a month are already at their limit.

When more and more intelligence showed that the orcs had basically completed their plan to drive out the ogres, the casualties of the special forces squad increased.

Carlos gathered the troops again, restored the organizational system, and prepared for large corps operations.

At this time, the visit of an unexpected guest caused Carlos to be highly vigilant.

"Cromie?"

"Well, it's me. Is there anything to eat? I'm starving to death."

"Can't you hunt by yourself?"

"Elegant, hunting doesn't match my identity."

"..."

"..."

"Don't you want to say something?"

"Don't you want to ask something?"

"In no mood……"

"Well, when do you think about it, I will answer you and help me get something to eat."

Carlos could see the fatigue of Chromie, it was a kind of exhaustion of energy loss.

God knows what this weird bronze dragon has done in Draenor in these days when the Alliance is in control of the Dark Portal.

However, it was obvious that Carlos didn't want to have too much relationship with Chromie, especially the kind of relationship that had to remember their favor after being used by the bronze dragon.

I can't forget the compassionate look in the giant dragon's black and white color in the outskirts of Guy Erdalon.

The happy little dwarf in front of him, Carlos instinctively refused her to be a dragon.

The style is wrong.

He sent his subordinates to take Chromie to the cafeteria for food, and Carlos returned to his place to sort out information.

The situation in the Dark Portal was deteriorating. About five days ago, the visible purple magic Uzumaki began to appear on both sides of the Dark Portal.

Although the wizards told the soldiers that this was a normal phenomenon, Khadgar revealed to Carlos privately - this is a manifestation of energy imbalance. The stability of the Dark Portal is declining, slow, but irreversible.

At least Khadgar now has no good way to stabilize the Dark Portal.

The new crisis temporarily calmed Lordaeron's disputes. Almost all the generals of the country submitted private reports to their kings. The bigwigs who had just calmed down from the threat of the orcs became nervous again and advocated for a unified resistance. Overwhelmingly, the Alliance’s war machine demonstrated super-high efficiency. Follow-up supplies are constantly being transferred, and reinforcements are also being recruited.

But in the short term, Carlos still has only so many cards in his hand.Enough to see, but there is no such qualification.

On the orc side, the blood cave clan of Kilrogg is still maintaining friction with Carlos. Their one-eyed characteristics are very easy to identify. Other clans seem to have no plans to directly conflict with the Alliance. Ner'zhul's intelligence is zero.

Apart from driving the ogres, the mysterious leader of the tribe didn't seem to have any plans to head-on with the Alliance.

With insufficient intelligence, Carlos could not judge the overall movement of the tribe.

According to the rescued draenei slaves, when the orcs invaded Azeroth, at least more than 50,000 draenei were driven out to work as hard labor. After the Alliance defeated the Horde, fewer than a hundred draenei were rescued, and all the other draenei died in heavy labor.

Rather than risk finding Vinylon, it is better to wait for Vinylon to find himself. This is why Carlos cast these draenei survivors.

Although it was cruel to say that it was broken, the lives of the Union soldiers were more valuable than those of the draenei slaves. It was stupid to send people to contact the draenei without the Master’s initiative in the battlefield.

It's a pity that almost two months have passed, and there is no news.

However, Carlos didn't care. Whether those draenei people could find their compatriots was their fate, -kun did not see a certain draenei jeweler rooted in Alterant to earn money by craftsmanship, his wife and children were already hot on the bed.

The orcs did not have the idea of ​​rallying the main force to fight Carlos, and Carlos would not be eager to fight Gromsh Hellscream for a peak battle.

There are too many secrets in Draenor, and they can't be unearthed in a short while. Carlos's ultimate goal is still Naaru.

The medium is Vinylon.

So after stabilizing the situation in the Tanarian Jungle, whether you are going west to Talador or exploring Shadowmoon Valley by sea and land, it is an excellent choice.

There is no need for the Alliance to fight a battle of victory and defeat with the Horde in an unfamiliar land without adequate preparation.

So Carlos was reading the intricate information while thinking about how to preserve his strength to the utmost in the upcoming battle.

Yes, Carlos never regarded ogres as a terrible threat.

Especially the ogres driven by orcs.

If it were the highmaul ogres of the Goria Empire, Carlos would be even more nervous. The deadly centurions and thousands of commanders are all ruthless characters who singled out the orc swordsman, and the magic of the ogres and wizards is full of tricks. It is impossible to guard against.

However, as far as the information returned from the front lines, the ogre army that was driven south by the orcs was scattered and only a few possessed armors and shields.

An ogre can easily crush an Alliance soldier, ten ogres can defeat ten Alliance knights, and a hundred ogres can only beat a hundred paladins if there is no wizard among them. One thousand. Ogres... they will fight by themselves.

Orcs drive away ogres easily, but if they want ogres to attack the Dark Portal, there is a huge flaw in it.

That is the Overseer problem.

Still a cliché, the choice of the battlefield.

Ogres are generally three meters high and four meters away, and there are only a few places where the ogres can gather.

Setting up obstacles and arranging traps in advance can also delay the ogre army for several days, deploying layers of defenses, shrinking defenses, and delaying for many days.

During the period, the assassination squad was ruled out to specialize in the orc supervising team, sniping and killing the ogre leader, but also to buy time.

Had it not been for the Tanalian jungle water network, a big river rushing into the sea, Carlos would even be ready to use the bad trick of filling the well.

The calculations of the orcs are not malicious.

But the morale of husbands, one blast, then decline, and exhaustion.

The seemingly unstoppable army of ogres, as long as they deal with it properly, is no more difficult than killing pigs.

To describe it with a metaphor that travels through time and space, it’s like someone else’s 14-minute super-spirited violent battle with the dragon’s heart, the fifth-position double-headed ogre magician, and your family’s soul ring sandals and mango chain mail. The six gods of the ointment TP install the blue fat man.

Carlos can proudly say that he has made full use of the asymmetry of information, despised the tribe in strategy, and valued the ogres in tactics, without embarrassing many of the seniors.

While thinking about these complicated military affairs, while also calculating the political considerations on Lordaeron's side, Carlos did not notice the passage of time, and it was dark before he knew it.

When I turned around and felt hungry, I found out that Chromie didn’t know when he actually had a pocket-sized rocking chair sitting aside and reading a book. There was a small blanket on his lap. The pattern was a black and white bear...

"..."

Thousands of words do not know where to start, Carlos's words are poor.

"Give you a suggestion, go out for a stroll, sitting for a long time will definitely hemorrhoids."

Chromie suggested with the kind smile of an old grandmother.

"Huh?"

Carlos suspected that he had auditory hallucinations.

"I'll give you another useful news, bureaucracy kills people."

Chromie activates the magic stick mode.

"Please speak human words."

Carlos felt a little dizzy, and the gods were the most annoying.

"Then you have to ask me why I am looking for you."

Chromie made the offer.

Carlos stood up and walked out of his office.

"goodbye."

The sunset scenery of Tanalian Jungle is magnificent and beautiful. Standing on a high slope, there is a sea of ​​trees in the distance. At the end of the sea of ​​trees is the magnificence of the sea.

Below him is the extended camp of the Alliance army, and behind the dark gate is the weird depth. Carlos was intoxicated, and there was a sudden wave in his heart.

Something is going to happen.

The strong sixth sense tells Carlos that something is about to happen.

"come out!"

Carlos shouted suddenly.

The two guards beside him immediately drew out their weapons, located one left and one right behind Carlos, to guard.

"You are very alert, beyond my expectation."

The sound of the orcs made the guard want to shout loudly, but Carlos stopped it.

Because a slender figure removed its disguise and appeared out of thin air in an empty place.

"Draenei?"

The pale blue and purple skin, the two small horns on the top of the head, and the small tail behind the buttocks... the chest is still that big.

If you didn't guess wrong, the girl in front of you looks like a hoof girl, ah, ah, is a female draenei.

Although he felt strange for the other party to use orc language, Carlos' curiosity was all attracted by the high boots of the woman in front of him.

Thieves Fuck, Vinyl is worthy of being an old god stick. He actually invented this kind of prop to overcome the birth defects of the draenei thieves. Must not let the tauren on the other side of the sea get it! ! !

Carlos, who found himself distracted, soon became serious and greeted the other side in draenei.

"May the Holy Light bless you, Prophet Velen is well?"

"Um...you can use our language?"

"My Grandmaster Elvish, Dwarf, Orc, Troll, Draenei, and I can use Murloc, Kobold, and even part of Salas to communicate with foreigners. If you don’t understand, you can think I can only Two languages, lingua franca and foreign language."

Silently pretending to be a force, Carlos motioned to his men not to be ashamed, and the girl did not draw her sword at all.

"Great. It happened suddenly. I was sent by the prophet to do the communication task before I had time to learn your language specifically. As a result, the language was blocked, and my two companions were detained by your people. I was in a hurry and had no choice but to take the liberty of it. I'm sorry to sneak in. I thought, you won the orcs, there will always be people who understand the language of the orcs. As a result, when I speak the language of the orcs, I have to poke me with a knife, which is really embarrassing. But don't worry, I didn't put a heavy hand, they just fainted. By the way, I'm looking for a guy named Carus, Mr. Translator, can you show me the way?"

"Wait, girl, wait a minute, you speak too fast, accent too heavy, too much information, let me stroke..."

"Or... let's communicate in orc language."

"Do you look down on my professionalism?"

"No, there is nothing, Mr. Translator, you stroke first."

"Well, what do you call a girl."

"My name is Macy. How about you, Mr. Translator?"

"My name is Carlos."

"What a coincidence, it sounds like the name of the person I'm looking for."

"Yes, our human names all pronounce the same, just a few letters over and over."

The two guards understood that their own king had a good impression of this alien woman, and he was arguing about information.

Come on, let's watch the show.

Thinking the same way, Kromi who is growing mushrooms in the grass.

Smiling, Chromie used a small branch to draw a section of the example of the Whelpling preschool course in the Dragon Language textbook on the ground.

Probably the meaning is: milk rabbit rice vinegar, annoying, three grams of oil, my oil, criminal rabbit.

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