Magical Strategist

Summer 1203 of the Holy Calendar

The base camp of the Orcs, Plantik Fortress.

The buildings of the Orcs are very particular about their solidity, and most of them are semicircular in shape, like an open umbrella.

The color of the building is uniformly earthy yellow and extremely monotonous. If human buildings are as brittle as eggs and collapse when shaken, then this semicircular house is as hard as steel. The buildings of the orcs are not made of bricks like humans, but are made of hard wooden boards and coated with a layer of hard soil. Although this structure is very unsightly, it is much stronger than human buildings.

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"You were defeated in the end?" A magnetic beast's voice came from the largest semicircular building. (Due to necessity, all translations here are in human language.) The person speaking was none other than the supreme leader of the beast clan - the beast king, Ladis.

Wearing a gray robe and a gray pointed hat, the slightly stooped old man lowered his head and said, "King, I am guilty."

For the beast tribe, whose average age reaches 120 years old, the young beast king Ladis, who has just turned twenty, is completely a child. What does not match his age is Radice's extraordinary dominance and appeal.

He is the youngest in the entire Plantic Fortress, he is the strongest, and he is still the most handsome. Humanity was turned upside down by this young orc. Not only did he have superior leadership skills, but he also had skills that were rarely rivaled in the world. He was the well-deserved king of the orcs!

"Don't blame yourself. This defeat is not your fault, and I cannot escape the blame. You are a veteran of the Four Dynasties. Without your assistance, our clan would not be as united as it is now."

"I will not hesitate to mess with the king!" The prophet crossed his arms in front of his chest and performed the courtesy of a king and a minister.

Radice had a free and easy temperament and disdained the old etiquette. He waved his hand and said: "No need, let's talk about what to do next."

The prophet stretched out his withered hand and pulled the pointed hat covering his forehead, revealing a pair of deep and piercing eyes. He said: "Reporting to the king, the Soul Eater is now on his way to Shengjia. The veteran has ordered the Fire Blade clan to Faramor and the Werewolf Tober went there and intercepted him on the way. In addition, the old minister has found out several places that the Soul Eater must pass on his way, and I have asked the elite soldiers to turn into humans to set up an ambush secretly."

"It's strange that Faramor, who has his own way of doing things, is finally willing to join the battle? Only the Soul Eater in the world can ignite his fighting spirit. So, how confident are you in intercepting the Soul Eater?"

"Seventy percent." The prophet answered simply.

"What about the other 30%?"

"First, the blood elves are secretly causing trouble, and each of these blood elves has extraordinary skills and is beyond the reach of ordinary people; second, the existence of Carter, the successor of the undead leader, our soldiers will definitely have some scruples in their actions; third, after all, Not good for us on human territory. Plus, the Soul Eater has a potentially troublesome person on his staff."

There were not many troublesome people who could be nominated by the prophet. Radice frowned and said, "Who?"

"According to Gariki's description: This person's name is not yet known. He has physical characteristics similar to those of a blood elf. He can kill a minotaur with his bare hands. He can kill a minotaur with just his fists without borrowing any weapons or magic. This is so... Explosive power is extremely rare, and even the Soul Eater may not be able to kill the Minotaur with his bare hands, so this person has to guard against it," the prophet said.

Radice was surprised: "Is there such a thing?"

The prophet nodded and continued: "I have sent people to investigate the origin of this person. King, I am only 70% sure for now, but my confidence will increase to 90%."

oh? Radice looked curious.

"The guests invited by the old minister should be arriving soon." The prophet turned back and looked out the door.

Radice had guessed who the guest the prophet was talking about, and a smile appeared on his face.

"King, this is the story sent by Gariki about the dawn operation. Please read it." As he said, the prophet presented a document and handed it to the Beast King.

Radice took the document and read it for a while, then said to the guard beside him: "Unfortunately, if it hadn't been for the sword fairy Broken Sword to save him, the Soul Eater would have followed the martyr. By the way, how is Old Uncle Niu's injury?"

The guard replied: "Thanks to the chief's ancestral soul support, he was able to save his life. He is currently recovering and it will take some time to recover."

"Thank you for your hard work, Uncle Niu. Now let him rest in peace and recover." Radice murmured to himself.

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At this time, the prophet's ears moved slightly as if he noticed that other races were intruding outside. He said to everyone: "The guests are coming, everyone should brace themselves and prepare to receive the guests."

After hearing the prophet's words, Radice put down the documents, adjusted his armor, and put on a noble appearance.

I saw a beast soldier running in the door in a panic, saying angrily: "Report, report, ah, Al..."

Radice nodded slightly and said, "I understand."

As soon as he finished speaking, Radis suddenly felt a chill all over his body. Not only Radis, but also all the orcs present felt a chill all over their bodies.

What a powerful corpse energy! Radice praised secretly.

Corpse Qi is the unique fighting spirit of the Undead. If we say that the fighting spirit of humans can make people faint, the essence of blood elves can oppress people to the point of being unable to move, the fighting spirit of the orcs can make people full of fear and unable to concentrate on fighting, then the fighting spirit of the undead can make people feel cold from head to toe. foot.

"Messenger of the Undead, Arthas salutes the Beast King!" A white-haired man wearing silver armor walked to the hall and gave Radice a knight's salute. The shoulder-length white hair covered a stern face, and the sharp eyes alone made people fearful.

Alsace came to visit, and Ladis could not neglect him. He quickly stood up to greet him. "You don't have to be polite, Lord Death. Please sit down!" Ladis wanted to help Alsace onto the VIP seat with his own hands, but his limbs were numbed by the corpse energy.

"Thank you Beast King!"

Frostmourne is indeed the sword coveted by countless swordsmen. Even though it has not been unsheathed, it is showing a chilling air! Radice sighed.

As the right arm of the Lich King Prin, Arthas, a man who was once a prince, was willing to surrender to the Lich King. Pulin granted Arthas the position of Death God, enjoying the supreme treatment of the undead. As for why Arthas abandoned his hometown, the Kingdom of Lausanne, and defected to the undead, people have different opinions. Some people say that Alsace turned to the lich out of his desire for power; others say that Alsace was an informant for humans to infiltrate the undead. wait……

After Alsace took his seat, the prophet took off his pointed hat and respectfully performed a knight's salute to Alsace. He smiled and said, "Your Excellency is still as magnificent and radiant as ever, even though he is old..."

Arthas interrupted: "You don't have to be so polite."

We all know that Alsace does not stick to etiquette, and it turned out to be so when we saw him today. The prophet smiled and went straight to the point: "Due to some reasons, I deeply regret that our clan has not been able to form an alliance with the nobles. However, I still look forward to one day being able to cooperate friendly with the nobles."

Alsace said: "The undead tribe never interferes in the battle between nobles and humans. If the senior still comes to the junior for this matter, the junior will leave now!" Arthas stood up and prepared to leave.

Although the cold corpse air was uncomfortable, the prophet still smiled and greeted him: "Your Majesty the God of Death, you might as well listen to what I have to say in detail. Come, sit, sit... How has His Majesty the Lich King been doing recently? We have been apart for twenty years. , the old man misses him, hehehe... It's time for the nobles to change their leaders, but the new heir to the nobles, His Highness, has fallen into human territory and been brainwashed by the Soul Eater. Forgive me, this is probably not a good phenomenon. , His Highness Carter must be returned to the Undead as soon as possible; in addition, the blood elves have been frequently active in the human continent recently, led by the blood elf divine envoy Irene. According to reliable information: she carries the Sunwell water that the nobles have always wanted. As long as the nobles If you are willing to join forces with us, the above two things will not be difficult to accomplish. I think, if we don't do this..."

After listening to the prophet's long speech, Arthas said coldly: "Senior's proposal will be reported to the Witch King after I go back before making a decision. My undead tribe and the blood elves have never had a direct conflict. If a war breaks out over these wells... …”

Alsace's worries had already been clearly seen by the prophet, who retorted: "I think that if the blood elf god envoy dies in the territory of the orcs, then we cannot explain it to the blood elf chief Ivan; if it is a human being, No matter who wins the territory, do you think Ivan will suspect that the nobles are responsible?"

Alsace's eyes were calm. He did not express any opinion on the prophet's reasoning, but he had already made his own plans in his heart. It's almost time to go back and resume life.

Everything that should be discussed has been discussed, and now it’s time to have some entertainment. Radice stood up and said with a smile: "Don’t rush back, even though you have come a long way from Death. I know that you are addicted to alcohol. No, I, the king. The banquet has been prepared, let’s go and we won’t come back until we get drunk!”

When it comes to wine, that's exactly what Alsace wants. He followed the Beast King to drink without hesitation.

When you meet a close friend, a thousand cups are too little. Both the Beast King and the Death Knight drank like crazy. Perhaps because of the influence of alcohol, the death knight finally chose to cooperate with the orcs. He targeted the blood elf god - Erin. In order to obtain the Sunwell water that can extend the life of the Lich King, he must challenge the blood elves.