early morning.

Due to overwork, the soldiers got up later than usual.

There is no way to maintain combat effectiveness when resting enough to maintain combat effectiveness; while eating dry food, Taal discussed the route with the orcas with the orcas on the suggested map drawn last night - it must be fast enough, and it is better to lie in an ambush for a while than to miss the team.

You can't raise a bonfire in the morning; although the fire is not too conspicuous, the rising black smoke will still reveal the location of the group.

The food stored can support today's amount; even so, they still chewed in big mouthfuls, without any idea of ​​saving.

Taal frowned at the warriors who had no worries on his face - their trust in themselves had turned into huge pressure.

"I think we can choose this route." Orca knew that telling Tal everything he knew was the best help to the status quo: "Although this will take a few steps, you can avoid a more steep rock wall."

"Okay, then do that." Tar nodded, then looked into the distance: "The soldier in charge of reconnaissance seems to be back."

"Report to Chief Tar, no trace of the enemy was found nearby!" The soldier quickly walked to Tar's presence to report.

"Okay... everyone has eaten almost the same food, so prepare to set off!" Taal roughly organized the team and took everyone to the scheduled location.

Fortunately, there were orcas; otherwise it would be too difficult to determine the location in this forest. Taal thought so while looking around, he knew that he had to remember the iconic scenery as much as possible - rock walls, tall trees, and streams, which could be used as markers to assist in determining the location.

No matter what the next observation results are, if you get the information but can't rush back to join the team... that would be a very low-level mistake.

"It's here." After two or three miles of running, the orca pointed to the nearby area: "They are likely to pass by here...if they really chose that place to climb the rock wall."

It is very likely that if it is true, the situation can only be cracked through guessing. Taal gritted his teeth and looked back and forth on the hillside in front of him that looked nothing strange - a small cliff that would not be injured even if he jumped down. Rocks that were different in size and could not be considered dense trees. It was like this all the way, similar; there were no too wide steep slopes, wide cliff walls...

Although there are still places that are more suitable for ambushing, there is no feeling of "absolutely possible"; Taal feels that his emotions are getting more and more anxious, so why is things full of so much uncertainty?

"Then, all the soldiers, follow my arrangements." Tarr took a deep breath and began to give orders to the leaders around him: "Ethan, you have five centurions and their teams hashed in the nearby forests, lurking in the trees. Don't attack as soon as the battle begins. After they all enter the ambush range, shout loudly first, and then attack after the other teams are out;"

Ethan nodded excitedly; unlike Tal, who was calm on the surface and panicked on the inside, he was not confident enough - as long as he followed Tal, everything would be fine! As for Storm Pass? That was the rebellion of those leaders. Tal would not be able to rub their heads on the ground as mops!

Looking at Ethan, Tar only dared to sigh in his heart - after all, maintaining their fighting spirit will help to win; Tar then looked at Gary: "Gary, you lead the ten centurions and their team, ambush, huh..."

Taal pointed to several nearby rock walls: "These places; remember to hide behind the rocks, hide yourself, and at the same time find stones suitable for throwing attacks. Don't need too many, just five. When their team arrives... Well, when the rock wall is closer to the mountain, throw all the throws out, and then... sound this and launch an attack!" Taal said and handed him the horn on his body - this horn was obtained from the barbarian before.

Then, Taal asked the remaining people to ambush in the nearby bushes and grass; like the warriors on the trees, once the enemy appears, don't attack immediately, but shout to shock the other party, and wait for the stone to attack and then rush forward;

Each of the soldiers looked full of interest; they didn't look like they were preparing for a bloody battle, but were waiting for a big meal.

"You must be careful when fighting and don't distance yourself from them!" Taal told the leaders, "The enemy has a flaming magic bottle - but as long as you fight with them, the magic bottle will not be able to be used as expected! Also, if you can learn to roar in the monsters, remember to scream a few times! You can scare them even if you scare them!"

I have done everything I can do, so... can I succeed?

What should I do if the enemy doesn’t come? What should I do if the enemy has heavy armored soldiers? What should I do if the enemy has too many enemies?

Tarr tried hard to suppress his lack of confidence.

"After the battle, clean the battlefield as soon as possible and bring the things you can take away with you; after Amy and I investigate the situation on the cliff, we will come, and then we must retreat." Tar said, "Chief Orca, are there any large rock walls nearby?"

"The nearest thing is where I rested last night," replied Orca;

"Okay, then we will retreat in that direction, avoid it for the time being, and then plan to prevent the enemy from exploding the cliff and flooding the entire Stormwind City!" Tarr tried hard to imitate his former self.

What to do if the battle fails? If it fails, there is no need to think about what to do.

"In the end, the command of this battle will be handed over to you, the Orcas." Tar placed his right hand on the shoulder of the Orcas, trying to fill his eyes with trust: "Good luck."

"I will do my best." Orca nodded - he didn't have much confidence in this battle, after all, the enemy had a flame magic bottle... and that wouldn't even be able to withstand ordinary monsters.

"So, everyone start to prepare." Tar ordered, "Before I come back, you must obey the orcas—just as if I were in charge!"

Next, he set out towards the possible location...Tar watched the soldiers enter the grass and bushes, and his heart suddenly felt a little sore;

Even if it is an ambush, the enemy is a barbarian equipped with a flame magic bottle; how many of them can survive?

In order to prevent them from starving to death in this mountainous area where monsters are relatively sparse, Taal had no choice but to order this way.

I hope there is corresponding evidence for the place I want to go...
Chapter completed!