In short, the battle, which later called the "Belka Hills Battle" was declared over in just one and a half days. The shaman armed forces were also approximately equivalent to the centaur blood flag soldiers such as the "Paladins" under the bloodthirsty king Pakens, and the Alaman Trolls Legion. From the commander of the great regiment, ninety-one of the officers at all levels were killed on the spot. In addition, the spoils of the coalition forces also included three earth spirit shamans, four khans, and ten chiefs. According to the convention of the Orgrimmar clan, only the clan leaders with more than ten thousand people could be called Khans, and the rest were just chiefs. As for the other ordinary warriors, even if they did not consider the goblins and kowtowers who could not be counted at all, the more than 30,000 dead.

After such a war came a few times, the orc clan, which was already short of Ding Shaokou, was afraid that even the young and middle-aged people who were farming, could not even find the young and middle-aged people who had farming?... Well, maybe even the young and middle-aged women who gave birth to children were missing. You know, they are the most famous combat race in the world, and the proportion of women entering the front-line battlefield is even more than that of elves, which is the most mortal race in the world. For foreign races, it is really difficult to distinguish the difference between female orcs and males on the battlefield, so of course they didn't stop.

However, in comparison of such tragic losses, the casualties of the coalition forces will reach a total of 1,000 people, and most of them are caused by the enemy's desperate counterattack when they counterattacked.

Indeed, orcs are a race that is good at fighting but not necessarily at the battlefield. The main reason is that they are always lacking the most important orders and prohibitions in the group when fighting, and most commanders at all levels do not have any tactical minds. The entire race is far from the teachings of Sister Palas, "True God of War" and is really worthy of being the people of Pakkens. But even so, they are still the bravest race on this planet. They crush their opponents in all aspects of equipment, discipline, and tactical cultivation. Even if they lose, even if they lose, even if they are ambushed on the ten sides, they will always tear off a few pieces of flesh with their teeth. Because of this, although they have many times in history, they have never lost their underwear, and they have lost their face-like defeat to the point of being heartbroken, and to the point of being regarded as a great humiliation.

However, there were two consecutive battles, once in the Vize Valley, and once in the Belka Hill, where tens of thousands of elite orc young warriors were buried here. The famous Storm Wolf Cavalry, Alama Troll, Centaur Blood Flag, and other famous elite soldiers, if they were made into a strategy game, they could be used as special troops. Now they are almost wiped out from the establishment by the enemy, but they still do not cause any effective damage to the opponent. Such a result is of course disastrous. When it spreads throughout the Great Wilderness, it will inevitably become a nightmare that has plagued the orcs for thousands of years.

However, in Lu Xi's opinion, this is very normal.

"After all, it's a generational deferential. Don't doubt that Kalman and Freda, when our guiding weapons and equipment have reached a scale, the generational deferential advantage has already formed for the unequipped army." Lu Xi told the two disciples: "Now I know, why I tell you that learning guidance knowledge is far more important than magic and swordsmanship."

Kalman nodded constantly. After these one-sided battles, he felt that his teacher was already omnipotent. Uh... Speaking of which, Lu Xi also thought of Orusero so at the beginning, but he would definitely not admit it.

"But, in this way, I don't know what the meaning of getting up and meditating at less than six o'clock every day, practicing spell casting and martial arts hard." Freda, who was a little older, smiled bitterly. After all, she had experienced enough experiences, and it was beyond the age of infinite worship of a person, so of course she could easily have her own doubts.

"Of course it makes sense. Just say that... I ask you, if there is an enemy, uh, just say Lao Pa, standing in front of you with a guide gun, will he threaten you?"

"Old, teacher, even if Mr. Panarcis carries a cannon, no one will take him seriously." Freda was amused and crying, thinking that this example was very rogue.

Panarcis felt that he was not only hit by his knee, but even his oncoming bone and pelvis. However, he had already gotten used to it, and just smiled and yelled for a long time.

"Okay, I'll change the method. Freda, you've been under the Seven Colorful Rose Sect for almost a year. Your strength is already... Uh, Silver 8? Damn, even Kalman has Silver 3 for a while, which is too fast." Lu Xi patted his forehead and found that it was really unsatisfactory to grow up. Then he said: "Anyway, you have actually entered an extraordinary stage now. In addition to experience, you can already fight against the excellent combat mages in the Federal Army. So, if you are the most ordinary soldier in the army, those with spears and swords and shields, how many of your performances will you deal with at a time?"

"Well, maybe, ten? Probably..." The little girl who had never really driven among the miscellaneous soldiers narrowed her eyes and thought for a while, giving a relatively modest number.

"So, what if they had a gun in their hands?"

"There are at most three, and I have to take advantage of their unpreparedness. If I load the bullets and take the warning, I must be extremely careful." The girl frowned and said.

She still lacks some confidence. If she hadn't been too skewed and had good use of various strange changes, she would have been able to deal with more than ten guided gunmen in an instant.

"But you are a fourteen-year-old girl who can deal with three or five strong adult men with confidence! Freda, why do you think that learning magic and martial arts is useless?"

"This..." the little girl was silent.

"No matter at any time, the powerful people will not be outdated in their practice. Only when you enter this extraordinary world or even this legendary field can you feel that you are transcending from the constraints of the world. Whether you want to be liberated and free, or want to perform your responsibilities better, you will be more comfortable." Lu Xi looked at the two still a little confused children and couldn't help but smile: "Well, don't force yourself to understand this now, just remember it. One day, you will understand it yourself!"

"Yes, teacher!" The two children nodded and said yes, so obedient and cute that Lu Xi wanted to hold a man and rub his face. For a moment, he suddenly thought of Akdina, who had joined the High Priest of Kyleliana in the dark area. I remember the last time I received her letter, it was garrisoned in the Great Lakes area, which was nearly a month ago. The letter learned that although this little girl was very hard, she learned very quickly and healthy, which was excellent.

After the end of this Battle of Belkalam, Lu Xi, who could no longer have a strong enemy on the front, once again divided the entire army according to the initial expectations. Five thousand Oakland knights, two thousand elves knights, one thousand Federation air knights, fifty combat mages who knew how to ride flying beasts, and a mobile force composed of a fat snow leopard, led by Lu Xi, left the army that night and began to advance towards the southward Mubohair River. As for the remaining troops, they were handed over to Emon Veranda and Rudolph Geizet. They would open the defense line here, prepare for the establishment of outposts and semi-permanent castles, and prepare for the subsequent advance.

Lu Xi actually did not have 100% confidence in his deputy commander and chief of staff, but at least he was left with long-time generals like Merihill and Uncle Malber. There was no need to worry too much.

...It's really sad. Is there no confidence in my colleagues and deputys, but more confident in my ally commander? From this point of view, Lu Xi still lacks the awareness of being a federal civil servant! He wasted such a high salary allowance every year. To be fair, the doubts of senior federal officials about him are really not groundless.

Of course, someone's understanding of this aspect is actually quite clear. He is not so slow that he can't even recognize this problem, he is just too lazy to care about it.

"So what? If I don't have power, power, and money, then it's just a child who is sick in the middle school, but I am me, then I will indulge in freedom all my life! The key question is that when I always stand on the standpoint of the winner, the soldiers of the Legion will regard me as a god, and the people of the Federation regard me as a hero and a savior. Then no matter what I do, as long as I don't lift their table, I will never be regarded as a great enemy of life and death." Lu Xi explained this to Sai Xiliu.

"Under this situation, even if I really want to turn against each other, I can still use warm water to boil frogs. The so-called meat eaters are despised and unable to make plans far-reaching, which is actually the meaning. Because they are vested interests, they lose the courage to break bottles and jars."

"So, are you telling me, Lu Xi, one day in the future, you will go to war with them?" Sai Xiliu asked frowned. After all, she is a native federal citizen. Of course, she doesn't want to see her hometown being destroyed due to the civil war one day, but at this time, she also knew that there are actually many insurmountable barriers between Lu Xi and the clans.

"Don't worry, Sai Xiliu, at least they have not yet become more innate and even touched the bottom line. For the time being, we can still maintain a situation of fighting without breaking. This is actually a good thing for the Federation. With such a potential enemy staring at it, the young men of the aristocratic family will pay attention to their appearance."

"...I hope so. In addition, I have always cared about your metaphor. Why does a frog boil to death if it is boiled? It is not stupid. It feels that the water temperature is too high and will escape if it is too high. On the contrary, if it is boiling water, it may be burned by boiling water and steam at the first time and lose its ability to exercise. It is even more likely to die, right?" Sai Xiliu recalled and said seriously: "When I was doing alchemy experiments, I still used a lot of animal materials. I can be sure that frogs that can be boiled to death with warm water must be the stupidest frogs."

"...No, the stupid one is not the frog, but this joke, and the various business people who believe this joke, plus myself. But it doesn't matter. We will take a lot of time to run this long-range raid. I still have many opportunities to be stupid. If I don't play tricks, it would be so boring!" Lu Xi said.

Even if all the cavalry and the high-mobile forces formed by the air force are not able to drive the teleportation halo. They will start on the west coast the next morning. Starting from the Belka Hills and crossing the Vize Valley, you still need to cross what is called the Togoba Plain and the Elgo Grassland to reach the north bank of the Mubohair River. If the lower limit of the military branches is composed, that is, the speed of the Black Panther Hunter Night Blade Leopards are good at sprinting and harassing, but long-distance march is not as long as war horses. There are still a large number of magicians, sacred knights and druids as the backbone of the army, and can use supernatural power to maintain the strength of knights and mounts.

However, if they really arrived at the Mubohaier River at such a high-intensity marching speed, the exhausted people must have lost their combat capabilities, right? Yes, the knights of Auckland, the black panther hunters of the Federation, although many of them have reached the "superman" category. Although they also have special physical recovery skills, they have not learned the terrifying skills of nomadic cavalry, which is a one-man, two horses or even three horses, and eating and sleeping on horses. By this calculation, their long-distance raiding ability may not be as good as the grassland nation that almost flattened the Eurasian continent, and the primary school students who can walk 50 to 100 kilometers a day with half of their weight in their backpacks.

Moreover, it is said that the orc army confronted Artoria's coalition forces on the Mubohaier River line is also the largest orc cluster except for the Thunder Cliff Fortress. Can cavalry less than 10,000 people really have the effect of pincer attack?

"So, we must arrive at the battlefield within one month. This is enough suddenness!" Lu Xi said.

Is this a joke? Although everyone felt that someone was going crazy again at the first time, their past experience seemed to show that when it comes, they usually pay too much attention to common sense and suddenly became a little depressed. So, at the strong request of Lu Xi, the supreme commander, they all accepted it in a sceptical way.

What they certainly don't know is that after two consecutive battles, Lu Xi, who had once again had a huge amount of experience points, felt that he could finally live a few good days. He waved his hand and directly upgraded the "Storm Marine" to level 9 with his experience points. In this way, when the marching, the recovery speed of the entire army's physical and vitality has increased to 35%, and his morale has been directly increased to 4. As long as he does something casually, he may trigger "speed movement" at any time.

So, the officers of all sizes looked at the soldiers under their command, who seemed to be infuriated with chicken blood, and felt that their values ​​had been subverted. If they were not in this world of mystery, they might have really caught a small soldier and studied it in a slice.

So, at this moment, the officers no longer knew that they should be worshipping Goddess Pallas, or the young coalition commander who rode on the steel heroic war horse, who was always riding at the front of the team, and was leading everyone.

"Okay, I'd better just treat that as a goddess. Anyway, for ordinary soldiers, there is actually not a big difference!" The person who said this was the four young masters of the Auckland cavalry, who was jokingly called one of the F4 by Lu Xi. He is also the son of the Duke of Everick, the lord of the four major clans of the empire. He is a young noble knight who is 25 years old this year. His name is Ralph Van Stormkode.

Of course, he was also the only one in F4 who didn't know Lu Xi's identity very well, so he made a joke that he thought he was very humorous. What made him feel regretful was that his colleagues at the same level all showed unknown expressions.

...What a bunch of boring guys! I'm not talking bad things. However, can't you hear that I'm full of admiration and admiration for the Commander! The future Duke of Eagle Helm feels very hurt.

No matter what the big guys are in their mindset, the whole team is indeed working day and night, and the rest time is not more than 5 hours every day. But even so, no one is left behind, and no one complains or is simply exhausted. By the 25th day, the army has arrived at the southernmost point of the Elgo grassland. Under the cover of night, they can even see the dense lights on both sides of the Mubohaier River from afar, but at this moment, although everyone is inevitably a little tired, they are more irrepressible excitement and overwhelming morale.

At this moment, Sir Ralph's jokes are almost no longer considered a joke.

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