At the foot of the hill, the army had just experienced a defeat and lost its commander, so it seemed a little confused.
Smollett even had to direct it himself, which made the situation better.
Smollett directed the witch doctor to treat the wounded and redistributed the team, so he had some free time.
Immediately, he saw Lumsden Bonefire sneaking under the mountain.
Suddenly, he felt annoyed.
This guy can't help at all, but he becomes very active every time he divides the spoils.
He also likes to bring a bunch of skeletons dangling in front of him, which makes Smollett very dissatisfied.
Especially just now, Smollett learned from the hero that he lost 2,300 soldiers in this battle, and another 500 or 600 were seriously injured.
His anger had been suppressed to the extreme.
"Ramsden! You damn guy, where were your troops just now? Is this how you cooperated in the battle, hiding behind like a dark rat?"
"I really want to cut open your brain and see what's inside!"
Smollett grabbed him by the collar and shook him hard, his eyes almost bursting with fire.
Lumsden Bonefire is a young undead, who looks thin even among the undead. He wears a pair of copper glasses, like a scholar.
But at this time, he was mentioned by Smollett like a poor pimp.
Ramsden struggled feebly, but the power gap between the two sides made Ramsden look so powerless.
The undead heroes under Ramsden wanted to step forward to stop them, but they were stopped by the more numerous orc generals.
But the orc lords watched the joke from the sidelines. It was obviously good fun to see this undead boy suffering.
"Wait, wait..." Lumsden reluctantly grabbed the opponent's arm, but was unable to stop him.
Lumsden had an idea flash in his mind and finally shouted out.
"Wait a minute, Commander!"
Smollett grinned, revealing his sharp white teeth, "Chicken, what do you want to say? If you want to beg for mercy, wait until I beat you up before you say it!"
Smollett had raised his left fist.
"No, it's not that—" Lumsden shouted hastily.
"That's not what I'm talking about!"
"Huh?!" Smollett let out a long breath, "Then do you want to use the Bonefire Family to suppress me? Humph, you little boy, on the battlefield, big fists are the last word!"
Smollett said as he wanted to attack without any hesitation.
Seeing that his fist was about to fall, Ramsden quickly shouted: "Commander, if you continue to send troops to attack the top of the mountain, I am afraid you will be completely defeated and even lose all the heroes!"
"Are you cursing me? It's ridiculous!" Smollett was even more angry.
Ramsden calmed down at this time, "No, I'm just stating a fact."
"Although the opponent does not have enough troops, it can pose a sufficient threat to us if it occupies a favorable location."
"In fact, the opponent did not lose much troops after this battle."
Lumsden calmed down, but was able to analyze the situation clearly.
"No, you are talking nonsense. Damn it, I will hang you!" Smollett became even more angry, but he knew in his heart that what the other party said was the truth.
But this fact is a secret that he doesn't want others to mention.
Lumsden revealed this secret at this time, in front of these lower-ranking lords, which may completely shake Smollett's status.
Smollett did have murderous intentions at this time.
"Your Excellency, Commander, if you continue to attack the mountain as before, you will fail again."
"And I have the opportunity to allow us to destroy those humans without even using a single soldier."
Lumsden said this very quickly, because he had already seen the other party holding the battle ax at his waist.
It was obvious that the ax was not intended for felling wood.
Lumsden grasped the axe, and ferocious meridians appeared on the back of his hand. His eyes wandered between Lumsden's head and neck, as if searching for the right spot.
Lumsden wanted to kill the undead in front of him directly, and he was able to do so.
Even if the other party is a member of the Bone Fire Family, he is not a key figure.
By casually labeling the opponent as a traitor or a deserter, he would be able to minimize his own troubles.
What made him hesitate was not the identity of the other party, but an idea in his heart telling him.
Lumsden said this fact is very likely to happen.
Although this is ridiculous.
One thousand defeating an army of ten thousand is crazy.
But the opponent killed 2,300 of their side in the first battle, including two of his best men, a team of bipedal dragon knights.
"What's your plan?" After a while, Smollett squeezed out these words.
Obviously, he has decided to listen to the other party's plan, and it will not be too late to kill the other party.
"Fire," Lumsden said.
The other orc lords turned their attention to this thin undead.
"My plan is to set a fire at the bottom of the mountain. By the time they drive down the mountain, it will be too late. They will be surrounded by a sea of fire and eventually burned to death." Lumsden's eyes flashed with fanaticism.
Nothing excites him more than seeing countless lives end in front of him.
He had also seen humans using fire against orcs at the foot of the mountain.
Now, apparently everything is reversed.
Following Lumsden's words, the killing intent in Smollett's eyes gradually faded and turned into excitement.
Was Lumsden's plan simple?
Simple, so simple that it is very superficial, but these orcs are more accustomed to fighting in battle, either you die or I live.
There are so few people who are proficient in strategy that no one can even think of such a simple plan.
The surrounding orc lords just thought of the entire mountain being burned by flames, while the humans on top rushed into the sea of fire wailing, or jumped off the cliff directly.
Just the thought of that scene excites them.
Smollett glanced at the still excited crowd and snorted coldly.
"What are you still doing? Hurry up and let those guys find wood and prepare to set fire!"
"As you command!"
Seeing a group of people running down and busy, Smollett's mood improved.
But at this moment, a rapid horn sound suddenly came from my ears.
"The enemy has broken through!"
Smollett's expression suddenly changed.
