According to the dwarves, there are two types of orcs, those with one eye and those with two eyes. 【Read the latest chapter】
This is basically consistent with what Carlos has learned.
The Blood Cave Clan led by Kilrogg stayed south of the Searing Gorge to suppress the human uprising in Elwynn Forest, while Orgrim led the Blackrock Clan and headed north with an army of servants who had surrendered to the orcs to continue their journey of conquest. .
With the help of Cinderwell VII, Carlos's human troops only spent one day's shift to build enough rafts. With the five wooden boats kindly sponsored by the dwarves, more than a hundred people could go down the river. .
"We are so lucky that we didn't encounter the orcs' harassing troops."
The soldiers would not let the king ride on the raft, and the guide always had some privileges, so Carlos and Brian Bronzebeard sat on the wooden boat and chatted.
"The defeat of Hilbrad has severely damaged the vitality of the orcs. Once the gathering of soldiers and the deployment of supplies are completed, the day will not be far when you dwarves will regain your lost territory."
"Honestly, the orcs are really a respectable and formidable race. At that time, Magni had not yet decided to join the alliance, and I also participated in the first siege of Ironforge by the orcs. Our outer castle could not hold out for more than a day. Yes, we retreated all the way from Anvilmar to Ironforge. Even though we dwarves are naturally optimistic, we are still panic-stricken. Fortunately, the dwarfs' steam tanks and helicopters are easy to use. For five days and five nights, the orcs were unable to attack after a sleepless and fierce battle. Going up the mountain path of Ironforge, we won in the end.”
Brian Bronzebeard seemed to recall the snow and blood in Ironforge, his eyes were clear and lively.
"Yes, we will win in the end."
Carlos recalled the battle in Hillblade and couldn't help but sigh, it was really not easy to win.
The aquatic ecology of Rock Lake is rich, with all kinds of strange fish. The idle human soldiers were fishing with simple fishing gear. They had all kinds of bait, but there were always stupid fish that took the bait.
"Oh my god, the water monster!"
A plesiosaur was attracted by the boat and raft, and followed it from a distance.
"Don't be nervous. Those guys look fierce, they are vegetarians."
Brian Bronzebeard laughed, making a good-natured laugh at the rarity and strangeness of his human friends.
"Brother Brian, my biological structure is poor. Are you telling me that the tiny fangs in that thing's mouth are vegetarian?"
Carlos looked at Brian Bronzebeard with a look like you're kidding me.
Forgetting that he was facing a well-educated king, Brian Bronzebeard couldn't help but blush and straighten his body.
"Okay, Carlos. I apologize to you. Academics are rigorous. The plesiosaurs in Rock Lake are omnivores that feed on small fish, shrimps, aquatic plants and algae. They are cautious and curious by nature. Sometimes they will be killed because of curiosity. Capsize small ships, but in most cases will not approach dwarves... and humans."
After listening to Brian Bronzebeard's explanation, Carlos nodded and shouted to his subordinates: "The dwarf said that thing is edible."
oh!
It’s edible!
Reassured.
The chaos caused by the plesiosaur was quickly calmed down.
The dwarf said it was edible.
First, the dwarves ate. If you want to eat it, you have to kill it. The dwarves can be beaten to death, so why can't we beat them to death?
Think about it this way. This thing just looks scary.
Secondly, dwarves have eaten it, proving that it is edible. But humans have never eaten it, and I have never eaten it. Is it delicious?
Finally, why do dwarves eat so much that I can’t?
The art of language lies in rich artistic conception.
In one sentence, panic can be transformed into the will to fight.
Soon, some human soldiers took out their bows and arrows, eager to try.
Boating on the water. The rocking of the ship makes it difficult for those who are not used to it or have not received training to aim accurately.
"Ah haha, I have killed a plesiosaur with one shot at a distance of two hundred yards!"
Brian Bronzebeard started blowing* on Carlos.
Carlos knew that his archery skills were average and he wouldn't be able to achieve any good results without calibrating his firearm. He simply took out a finely crafted arrow from his satchel and handed it to his captain of the bodyguard, and looked at the plesiosaur.
The captain of the guard's injured arm in the Battle of the River Valley was almost healed. He smiled at Carlos, took the arrow, stood up, shook his arms, and opened his backpack. In just a few clicks, the parts of a set of combined bows were installed completely. After adjusting and feeling the strength of the bowstring, he nodded with satisfaction.
"What an exquisite combination bow!"
As a great explorer and a well-informed fellow among the dwarves, Brian Bronzebeard couldn't help but admire the technical strength of the Kingdom of Alterac.
"But the weakness of the plesiosaur is its eyes and heart. Unless it penetrates its eyes or hits its heart, it cannot be killed."
Then, out of an inexplicable sense of racial superiority, the great explorer shook his head regretfully while admiring.
The captain of the guard still didn't speak, and smiled at Brian Bronzebeard. Then he opened his bow and nocked an arrow, and shot an arrow into the sky in a very slutty posture.
"No! Captain, you can't do this!"
Brian Bronzebeard looked at the shouting human soldiers in confusion, and didn't understand why they all had sore and troubled faces.
Then he understood.
Drawing a beautiful parabola, the arrow hit the plesiosaur's head, and with a muffled bang, the plesiosaur's head was blown away.
"The captain of the guard is mighty!"
"Well done, Chief Guard!"
A group of shameless soldiers looked at Carlos eagerly.
"Stop the boat, let's wait."
After receiving the order from His Majesty the King, a group of human soldiers who felt they were good at water had begun to take off their clothes and prepared to go into the water to drag the headless body of the plesiosaur behind the raft.
"Your Majesty, you use such precious magic arrows to kill a plesiosaur!"
Brian Bronzebeard looked at Carlos with a pained face.
"Brother Bronzebeard, times have changed. In a few years, arrows like this will probably be produced in large quantities. I tell you, not to brag*, Barov Technology has mastered the core power. Your dwarf artillery upgrades are too much. Wait, are you interested in cooperating with our Alterac military?"
"Huh? Oh! This is my eldest brother's business, and I think our dwarves' twenty-four-pound cannon is enough."
Brian Bronzebeard was so fooled by Carlos that he accidentally revealed the dwarves' military secrets.
Twenty-four pounder!
The human navy is still at the stage of twelve-pound guns. At most, it can produce some special ammunition. The sixteen-pound main gun of Daelin Proudmoore's flagship Coco is already legendary.
Look at other dwarves, what a difference!
That being said, no matter how painful the bullshit is, it must be corrected.
"Your concept is out of date. It is unreliable to still use the weight of the shells to classify cannons. We now use caliber to distinguish them. Bigger is better, more is beautiful, and more riveting is the right direction to move forward. Four Are you afraid of ten-centimeter cannons, or are you afraid of forty-pound cannonballs? Let me tell you..."
Amid Carlos' MLM brainwashing, night fell quietly.
Rock Lake is not so much a lake as it is an inland sea.
It is unreliable to cross the north and south of Rock Lake in one day.
Fortunately, there are three relatively large islands on the lake.
After avoiding the largest island where the orcs had garrison, Carlos and his party landed on the second largest island, the night was already deep.
"Chief of Guards, send top soldiers to the island."
Carlos, who was doing business, put away the smile on his face when he was preaching to Brian.
Soon, more than a dozen soldiers wearing leather armor and fully armed crossed ashore. About five minutes later, they used firelight to signal that it was safe.
"Ashore, let's enjoy the smell of plesiosaur roasting.
Carlos gave the order. (To be continued.)
