Listening to his men's advice to retreat, Skarsnik fell into analysis. Seeing that the strategic goal of capturing Karak-Azgraz is difficult to achieve,
This wise green-skinned warmaster did not want to waste his already insufficient troops in a mess without a goal and purely pursuing the pleasure of violence.
In his opinion, although his troops still have enough strength to overwhelm the dwarf convoy that cunningly concealed its strength and a small group of shrimp army composed almost entirely of ragtag people, what is the point of it?
Once he has experienced such consumption, his already not particularly sufficient troops will be unable to completely seal the communication channel between Fort Fearless and the outside world. As long as the dwarfs in the city can pass on the news and pay a sufficient price, Then reinforcements from the surrounding Xiami and Chaozi will follow.
At that time, the square in front of you will become a real meat grinder, which will continue to operate until the greenskins' fighting spirit is exhausted and the team finally collapses.
For an ordinary green-skinned boss, going to report to Brother Mao after such a glorious and happy waaagh is not a waste of time in the mortal world, but Skarsnik did not Likewise, he still has unfinished business to complete.
"Let us turn in! I know there is no room for a map in the old world. We have plenty of room to get up!" Skarsnik shook his cloak, turned around and walked off the rock.
"Send the boss's order! Let's go waaagh to the west!" The night goblin leader touched the sky and shouted loudly.
"Idiot! Shut your mouth! What comes out of your mouth is more disgusting than the gastric juice of a troll!" Skarsnik became angry and poked the tall night goblin in the butt with the end of his scepter. superior.
"What's wrong? My respected boss?" He touched the sky a little confused.
"Why do you want to go west?" Skarsnik asked.
"Boss, didn't you say that we are going to have trouble? Then why don't we slip over there?" He touched the sky and thought that he had told the wrong direction regardless of east, west, north and south. He stood on tiptoes to look at the position of the sun, and used his hands to He was gesticulating in front of him, as if he was trying to determine his direction.
"I'm thinking, that's the west! There are no roaring dwarfs, no shrimps on horses, and no big-bellied men with big sticks!" He touched the sky and looked at the quiet and peaceful west side of the earth. The network entrance said.
The night goblin soldiers around Skarsnik all nodded. In the eyes of these greenskins, there were enemies on three sides. If they didn't run to the west where there was no one, why should they rush to the short fortress in the north?
"Boys! Do you all want to sneak away to the west?" Skarsnik glanced at his men, and their affirmative reactions strengthened his judgment.
"Then we can't slide to the west! The enemy is very cunning!" Skarsnik paced on the spot, "I thought the leader over there was a short man, the kind that Bai Huhu drags to the ground. !”
Skarsnik did not have flying troops like the Pegasus Knights for aerial reconnaissance. He could only rely on his long-term combat experience and his own imagination to analyze the enemies who had a high probability of not showing up yet.
"He can think of letting his dwarfs hide in the carriage to seduce us, and he can also think of letting the shrimp things be beaten with strips of cloth and make a pile of gray things to scare us. There is no reason why he can't think of what we want. Slip away to the west!"
Skarsnik showed his military wisdom, "I'm thinking, that bastard with a white beard is waiting for me in the tunnel with a bunch of shiny things in his hands and a hard iron shell. We’ll deliver it to your door!”
"Then what can we do, wise boss?" The night goblins all whispered to each other after hearing this. It can be seen that Skarsnik is very knowledgeable about seizing opportunities to show off his extraordinary wisdom. For someone who is not huge enough, For a goblin, wisdom is his greatest reliance.
"We, I think we have to go south!" Skarsnik made a quick decision.
"For the shrimps? Boss Andi? I don't want to touch those big-bellied things!" Mo Caotian watched the ogres slaughtering his own boys from a distance. He was shocked by the sheer bloody violence.
"Listen to me!" Skarsnik raised his voice. He knew that if he wanted his night goblin leaders to lead a team to attack the ogre mercenaries, he needed to give them a reasonable explanation.
"Boys, tell me, you are so smart! What is that on the battlements that we are hammering down?" Skarsnik asked.
"Dwarf Duozi!"
"stumpy!"
The night goblins started shouting in all directions.
"Right, I'm thinking, just because those dwarfs like to remember their little books, they will definitely fight with us to the end!" Skarsnik knew the book of hatred of the dwarves, and he did not hesitate to spend time on it. Know your opponent.
"But those shrimps and pot-bellied men in the south are different! They either come here for the bullshit covenant, or they just come against us for the shining gold!"
Skarsnik took out a handful of brightly colored and weird mushrooms from his pocket and chewed them.
"They won't fight for the dwarfs! As long as we give them a hard blow, they will run away with their tails between their legs in front of the great Skarsnik!"
The night goblins screamed strangely after hearing the boss's analysis. No race was willing to go head-to-head with the well-equipped, high-spirited and tenacious dwarves. They were willing to avoid the dwarves' front if there were better options.
"Waaagh! Let's drive to the south. The shrimps on horseback are following their boss to the east. There are only a group of thieves left on their territory. They can't even fight the skinny kid!"
While Skarsnik delivered a morale-boosting speech, Snorri, who was hiding in his hiding place, was also observing the situation on the battlefield all the time.
Seeing the teams on the east and south making progress, and the tribesmen rushing out of Karak-Azgraz forming formations and advancing steadily south, Snorri realized that the turning point in the battle was about to come.
"Let's go down and see how Shield and the others have blocked the road!" Snorri ordered the surrounding rangers and Hammer of Eternity guards.
At the same time, Skarsnik's order was passed on, and the night goblins became excited. As he waved his scepter, countless night goblins came from crypts, tree holes, etc. in the woods. Come out of the shade.
They brandished sophisticated or shabby weapons, and some even rode violent cave squigs. Under the organization of several leaders, these guys swarmed against the combined forces of humans and ogres!
"No!" Snorri screamed when he saw this scene before he could even walk down the steps.
Speaking of which, do any book friends know how to calculate the combat power list? Why are the numbers on the list different in each issue?
