Because as long as they go into the forest and encounter dire wolves, what they often face is not just one dire wolf, but a group of dire wolves. Those dire wolves don't come out politely to fight you one-on-one, they usually come out in groups. And those dire wolves are very cunning, and they can cooperate with each other between attacks.

Generally, the small wolf packs of dire wolves sometimes only have nine or eleven or twelve, while the large wolf packs can often have hundreds of them. In fact, those big wolf packs are usually the overlords in that forest.

The orc vanguard commander looked back at the soldiers following him, and there was still a smile on his face. Since entering the borders of the Kingdom of Quel'Thalas, he is still very satisfied with the performance of his soldiers so far.

Although in the past seven days, it has been raining cold and thin, which is extremely disgusting and annoying, so that every orc marching in the Eversong Forest is cursing the **** weather in their hearts.

But the morale of their troops is still very good, they still firmly believe that they can win, they can still endure the difficult conditions, stepping on the muddy and slippery roads, marching unswervingly towards the goal.

As the forward troops of the legion, as the eyes of the legion, in order to advance lightly, each of them actually carried very little combat supplies. In addition to the necessary armor and weapons, each of them only carried four or five days' worth of food and jerky for the worgs.

The leaders of the legion headquarters said that as long as they can maintain a suitable distance from the main force, they can get support from the main force of the legion at any time.

The leaders also said that the high elves and the group of Zul'Aman trolls who seem to be uncivilized and have extremely simple equipment have not won for so many years. It can be seen that the group of high elves must be vulnerable, or they are very timid fear death.

So the orc striker commander he got the order is, go forward! go ahead! Don't worry about the back and the wings. As long as their vanguard can march to the eastern temple of the kingdom of Quel'Thalas, the nearest large gathering of high elves, then it belongs to the orcs.

Those cowardly high elves would not dare to stop their army, everyone can sleep sweetly and warmly in the houses of those high elves residents, and happily open a bonfire to celebrate the party. Because those cowardly and cowardly high elves must have all fled before the orc warriors arrived.

During the march of more than ten days, their vanguard troops have encountered several waves of regular high elf troops. But those cowardly high elves only made a very limited resistance, shooting arrows sporadically, and were charged by a group of wolf riders under their own hands. Just when they were about to rush forward, the group of high elves They all retreated in a panic.

What is a little troublesome is that the poisonous needles and mines left by these timid but cunning high elves will cause a little damage to the cavalry under them.

But such a small injury, after being treated by the shaman in time, these small injuries healed quickly. It did not cause any major damage to the troops at all, but only caused some small troubles for the troops to march.

But after the legion learned about these things, the legion headquarters sent them more than a dozen death knights, so these small troubles were quickly and easily resolved.

Although all the orcs knew that they belonged to their own side, the death knights were actually not liked by everyone among the orcs. In fact, even the forward commander himself repelled them, and no one was willing to let these cold guys walk beside them.

These monsters who say that the dead are not like the dead and that the living are not like the living are not only disgusting because they like to play with other people's souls, but what is even more disgusting is that they always have an unpleasant smell of corpses. , when they walk past others, all normal people can't help but cover their mouths and noses.

So, even though everyone knows that if there are death knights opening the way in front and letting them use the Frost Path skill. Then it will be easier for everyone to march now, and you don't have to step on such a muddy road all the time.

Because of the death knight's Frost Road skills, the place they walked through can quickly form a piece of hard ice, allowing the people behind them to walk on the icy hard road.

But now they are marching against the wind. If they do this, everyone will have to endure the disgusting smell of corpses all the time. That smell can make any strong orc warrior eat at noon and night. Sometimes I lose my appetite.

The commander in front of the orcs also wants these death knights to open the way far ahead, and he will lead his subordinates to fall far behind and follow their footsteps, so that everyone will have a better life.

However, the commander of the orc vanguard discovered that this was actually not easy to do, and in fact it had no obvious effect. UU reading www.uukanshu.com

Because the orc vanguard commander discovered that the impact of these death knights' Frost Road skills is extremely limited, no matter in time and scope. After all, they do not come from the power of nature, but from the power of magic. , then the icing effect will disappear quickly.

If he wants all the wolf cavalry of the vanguard to walk on the hard ice road, then he must distribute these death knights evenly among the long marching teams.

But if this is done, not to mention whether all soldiers are willing to endure the disgusting smell of corpses, just the attitude of those rebellious death knights is enough to give him a headache as a forward commander .

Nominally, these death knights now belong to themselves, but the forward commander found that these death knights didn't really care much about their orders. Rather than saying that these death knights were subordinates sent under his command, it might be better to say that they were a group of uncles sent to them by the legion.

The commander in front of the recipient felt that these monsters had always been incompatible with all normal recipient troops. They only get along well with those warlocks who also like to play with other people's souls, but they are very indifferent to others.

At the same time, since these monsters came to his team, they haven't been separated from them. The dozen or so death knights themselves formed a small group that made people feel particularly glaring. Always wandering outside his forward team, either the promising team marched left and right, or fell behind the team, always seemed to be a maverick.