Chapter 153 Is there an ambush?

"Who is there?"

After Garin issued the warning, the knights around him instantly rushed in the direction Garin pointed. When Garin came behind the tree, there was no figure there.

Only one line of common language was left: "There is an ambush, retreat quickly!"

What the hell?

Is there an ambush?

Jialin looked around carefully and found a very small footprint, very shallow, otherwise Jialin, with his sharp eyes, might not have noticed it.

"Ambush? Orcs?"

Jialin murmured to himself, who left him this message, is it reliable?

Regardless of whether this news is true or not, let's notify Anduin Lothar first. The commander this time is Lothar, not him. And even if there is an ambush, who can stop me?

Garin turned around and left the grove, riding his horse back to the battlefield.

In the sky, the invisible Chromie would never admit that it was her who left the words. If the orc warlock had not happened to land near her hiding place, and if the warlock's fel energy had not happened to stinking her, she would not have wanted to trip up the orcs and alert the humans.

Oh, anyway, she was just trying to ensure that Lothar didn't die. As long as Lothar didn't die, everything she did wouldn't be considered interfering with history. All of this was done by that guy in the red armor. What does it have to do with me, Chromie?

With a wave of the little hand, the words under the big tree slowly disappeared.

When Garin returned to the vicinity of the camp, the battle between orcs and humans had ended. The priests accompanying the army were treating the wounded, and the soldiers who were still able to move were cleaning up the battlefield and dealing finishing blows to the orcs who were still breathing.

Garen rode his horse quickly to Lothar's side. He was sitting on a rock to rest, his two-handed sword was stuck in the ground beside him, and Medivh was also meditating beside him.

"Marshal Lothar!"

Garin said anxiously: "There is no trace of the orc warlock in the grove. He must have escaped!"

Just as Garen finished speaking, Medivh opened his eyes and said slowly: "He is quite strong, and his spells are quite strange. He was hit by my frostbolt arrows head-on but still had the ability to move. This orc must have used some secret technique!"

Medivh said this with great confidence, which showed his confidence in his own strength. After all, not everyone can be a Guardian. First of all, one must have strength that surpasses all human mages.

"And I found traces of other people in the woods, but when we passed by, we didn't find any figures, only a message carved on the ground!"

"I suspect he deliberately exposed his flaws to attract me to read the message?"

Lothar took Garin's words very seriously. After all, everyone could see Garin's strength. After all, age was not a problem. As long as the strong strength was real, people would be convinced.

"What did the message say?"

"There is an ambush, retreat quickly!"

"Is there an ambush?"

Everyone around was shocked. If there was an ambush, wouldn't they be in great danger now? Stormwind's troops had just fought a great battle. Although they won, they also suffered heavy losses. Moreover, the strength of the main force was less than 30% of what it was when it came. Most of the soldiers were exhausted. If there was an ambush at this time, the consequences would be disastrous.

"Shor!"

Lothar called out, and soon a man wrapped in a black cloak appeared.

"Send out all the spies immediately. I want to know about any movement within a ten-mile radius!" Losa issued the order directly. No matter whether it was true or false, it must be treated with caution.

"Pass on my order, gather the troops, abandon the spoils, take the bodies of our brothers, and we will retreat to the northwest!"

The Lion Legion was worthy of being the elite army of the Storm Kingdom. Even though they had just experienced a great battle and were exhausted and had no time to rest, they still faithfully carried out orders. In addition to their weapons, they only wore orc ears that represented military merit.

They used their shields as stretchers and carried their comrades. They did not give up on either the wounded or the dead.

The troops set out slowly, still with the vanguard leading the way. In this battle, half of their 3,000-man team was directly killed. The wounded were recovering from their injuries under the treatment of the priest, and now there are only 1,500 people left, and the others have left them forever.

And Garin also learned the name of this vanguard commander, Jonathan Marcus, the future commander of Stormwind's city defense forces, a man who would leave his name in Stormwind's history.

Only 1,000 nobles were left in the private army, while the remaining Lion Legion had more than 4,000 people. In other words, to destroy a camp of 5,000 orcs, or the camps of several small clans, they had a casualty ratio of almost one for one. This was because Medivh had led Terongor away, and the orcs lacked command and were brainless. At the same time, Galen effectively killed the orc warlocks and prevented them from casting large-scale killing spells on the soldiers.

The troops marched for more than an hour, and the spy leader Shaw came back. He reported to Lothar: "Marshal, there are no traces of orcs within ten miles to the east and south of us."

After he finished speaking, Garin vaguely felt that his eyes hidden in the cloak glanced at him.

It doesn’t matter. Whether there is an ambush or not, I have a lot of skills to save my life, so I won’t die.

snort!

No matter whether he cared or not, his attitude had to be shown, so Jialin snorted coldly.

The scene was awkward for a while, and Lothar had a headache. On one side was the Stormwind Kingdom's royal family's capable spy, and on the other side was the friendly forces that repeatedly assisted the Stormwind Kingdom. He had no choice but to wave his hand and let Shaw continue his investigation.

"Galin, who do you think left this message?"

Lothar was also confused. It can be said that in the south of the Eastern Continent, there are only two major forces, humans and trolls. Stormwind City has suppressed the jungle trolls and driven them from Elwynn Forest to the Stranglethorn Vale further south. It can be said that Stormwind City is the only dominant force here.

The person who could warn them must be someone friendly to them, but Losa couldn't figure it out no matter how hard he tried.

What Garen thought in his mind was the same as Lothar's, but he knew much more than Lothar. In the south, in addition to humans and trolls, there was also a dragon stronghold. Right in the center of the Sunshine Forest, there was a crater called the Dawn Forest. This was an entrance and exit to the Emerald Dream of Azeroth, guarded by a squad of green dragon legions.

Maybe the orcs provoked the green dragons, and the green dragons were trying to trip up the orcs from behind?

Although Jialin's guess was not correct, it was not far off.

"Uncle Anduin, regardless of whether there is an orc ambush or not, it is not a good choice for us to stay where we are. This will allow the orcs to be fully prepared and use more troops to surround us."

"You have a point. If we move, their plans will be disrupted. Whether this camp is the orcs' bait or not, we have already taken it. Now it's time to get out!"

boom!

They wanted to continue the discussion when they heard a loud noise coming from the front!