Part-Time BOSS Chapter 290: Empty City Strategies and Street Children

Looking at the pitch-black Frostwolf territory in front of them, the princes looked at each other.

Prince Victor Alterac: "What are you talking about? Could it be an ambush?"

Prince Darkseid Alterac: "Ambush, I think it's a bluff, empty city plan."

Prince Lu Bu Alterac, the God of War: "This orc still uses the empty city strategy? It's too ridiculous."

Prince of Alterac, a generation of military strategist: "Orcs can't, but players can. Maybe some orc player came up with the trick, trying to give us a dirty trick."

Prince of Alterac, Dalabon: "I think the orcs may have run away. Durotan is dead. If they don't run, what are they waiting for?"

Sigret Prince Alterac: "Brother Aidan, what do you think?" Sigret said and looked at Murphy.

Everyone cast their gazes over together.

Strength is the most important thing among players. Today's battle with Storm Dragon King Aidan Delong's prestige can be said to be fully demonstrated. In the past, everyone had a meeting together, and there was no distinction between high and low.

But with such a shot today, you can tell whether your level is high or low.

Among these princes, Murphy is undoubtedly the strongest one, regardless of their ranks, but in the game of Firmament World, the difference in strength between heroes is often very huge, and there is no balance at all It can be said that Murphy's account has undoubtedly affected the balance of the game a little bit.

If you are strong, your words will naturally carry weight.

Mo Fei didn't care much about whether there was an ambush or not. The ambush also depends on strength. They have brought in an army of 60,000 now, and the remaining strength of the orcs is at most 10,000 to 20,000, and their morale has been hit hard. , even if it suddenly comes out, there is absolutely no chance to win.

Prince Aidan Alterac: "Whether there is an ambush or not, just rush in and see if it is right. Brother, I will go first, and you will follow."

After speaking, he turned into a giant storm dragon, and the knights around him retreated in shock.

Looking at the gorgeous giant dragon with purple dragon scales and lightning in its eyes, everyone was startled. Although they knew that Mo Fei had the ability to transform dragons during the day, they did not witness it with their own eyes. The process, coupled with the fact that the dragon has been flying in the sky, does not feel so intuitive.

What he saw with his own eyes at this moment shocked all the princes, and Alsace was even more envious. With such power, he is truly strong.

But he was not too bad, he touched the 'Song of Ice and Fire' behind his back, if there was really an ambush, he could try the power of this two-handed sword.

At this moment, Murphy had already flown directly into the valley.

It's not because of his envy, the Storm Dragon King has more than 50,000 HP, so he is not afraid even if there is an ambush, and the boss does not take control, except for Durotan's extremely effective ensnare technique that can force him to control him, currently Haven't found any skills in the Frostwolf clan that can keep him.

Mur Fei didn't fly too high, it was completely parallel to the cliffs and arrow towers on both sides of the valley, but there was no movement around the way it flew in. Mur Fei thought, could it be that the orcs really ran away?

Thinking in his heart, he had already flown to the end of the valley, and he landed directly on the top of the tallest orc fortress in the valley. Huge statue.

Overlooking the valley, Murphy uttered an inviting dragon roar at the coalition forces on the other side of the valley.

Seeing that Murphy hadn't been attacked, the princes immediately sent forward troops to search, and then they also led the army into the camp in the valley.

However, as the army gradually approached the orc fortress, orc figures suddenly appeared out of nowhere in the surrounding camps.

The people appeared almost instantly, and the torch was ignited instantly, illuminating the entire orc camp, and the figures of shaman, hunter, and warlock appeared on the arrow tower.

In the surrounding tents and barracks, groups of orc warriors and orc assassins rushed out.

"Kill!"

"For the Horde!"

"Loktaoga!"

The battle started in no time. The orcs rushed towards the coalition forces from the buildings in all directions, and launched a long-range attack from the arrow tower condescendingly.

The coalition forces that were attacked were briefly confused, but quickly stabilized their formation and fought with the surrounding orcs.

Mo Fei was a little surprised that there really was an ambush.

He sprayed out a thunderbolt, killing several orcs on an arrow tower not far away.

He hurriedly flicked the dragon's tail again, and swept down the two orc thieves who climbed up the fort and wanted to backstab him.

He looked at the fighting around him, and didn't rush to join the battle, but he found that something seemed wrong. These orcs who suddenly came out were all adventurers, not a single plot character.

Mo Fei casually sprayed and killed several orc adventurers. Looking at the experience points, each one was only over a hundred, so he didn't even bother to do it now.

In less than half an hour, thousands of ambush adventurers were killed.

There are buildings set aflame by the flames of war all around. Soldiers rushed into the tents, forts, and barracks of the orcs, and took everything they could.

Most of them are nothing good, just some building materials, iron ingots and fur.

In the middle of the camp, several orc adventurers were dragged up.

Humorous Handsome Pot - Level 17 Shaman, Cute Face Monster - Level 19 Warrior, Professional Jungler - Level 24 Hunter, Blade Breaker Level 23 Assassin.

Most of these orcs never retreat, and there are only a few who can be caught.

Arthas picked up an orc, "Say, where are those orcs gone?"

Cute-faced monster warrior: "Hahaha, I won't say that, you despicable alliance dogs, if you want to kill or cut them, just come to me. If I frown, I'm not a real man." /

Prince of Alterac, Dalabon: "You are not a man, you are an orc."

Cute-faced strange warrior: "It's all the same thing, I won't say it anyway, the men in our tribe are real men, real men! Kill me if you have the ability, and I will be a good man again in five minutes. "

Mur Fei was interesting to watch, but he thought he was quite good at acting.

He stepped forward slowly, his huge body cast a huge shadow on the flames, followed by a faint dragon power, the strong sense of oppression made the orc warrior couldn't help puffing out his chest.

Aidan Delong Storm Dragon King: "Small orc, your courage surprises me, but are you really as brave as you say?" Passing across the orc's chest, the sharp dragon claws split the breastplate in an instant, exposing the orc's strong green chest. A single swipe of the blade-like dragon's claws is enough to tear open the orc's belly.

Even though the orc warrior knew it was just a game, he couldn't help trembling.

Cute-faced monster warrior: "Dragon, you can't scare me. I don't have any fear of death, and don't think that you can torture me. At worst, I will go offline."

Aidan Delong Storm Dragon King: "Hehe, it seems that you are very smart, don't worry, I will not threaten you with these boring ways, maybe we can make a deal."

A handful of gold coins were impressively held in the huge dragon claws.

"One hundred gold coins, as long as you tell me where those orcs have gone, the money will be yours."

The orc warrior just sneered.

Mo Fei thought it was okay, and he was quite principled, but he looked at the other orcs.

"Well, this condition applies to you as well. We only need one source of information, so whoever speaks first will get the money. If it's too late, there will be nothing left. One hundred gold coins."

Sword Breaker Assassin: "Damn, you want to buy us for a hundred gold coins, who do you look down on."

Professional wild hunter: "That is to say, a hundred gold coins is absolutely not enough."

Just when Arthas admired the orcs in front of him——

Professional wild hunter: "I need to add more money, no matter what, I will get a thousand gold coins. Give me a thousand gold coins and I will tell you where they went."

Alsace...

Mur Fei was not surprised by this at all, but he didn't want to be taken advantage of by this one. A thousand gold coins would be 10,000 yuan.

10,000 yuan is still too much to buy a piece of information, especially in a buyer's market.

He looked at the other orcs.

Cute-faced strange warrior: "Wo Cao, you traitor, you betrayed the tribe for 1000 gold coins, are you still shameless?"

Professional wild hunter "Sorry man, I mainly play this game to make money, and I have a family to support."

Humorous and handsome shaman: "Five hundred gold coins, I only need five hundred gold coins."

Sword Breaker Assassin: "Damn, do you **** have some principles - three hundred gold coins, I only want three hundred gold coins. Give the money first, and then I will tell you what happened."

After several orc adventurers bargained with each other, Murphy finally bought the information for 100 gold coins.

It turned out that three hours ago, after the young wolf master retreated from the front line, he immediately found Draka who was staying in the camp, and demanded that the Frostwolf clan be fully transferred.

Draka was still hesitating at first, but Drek'Thar and Samuro also ran back and brought news of the tribe's fiasco. So they hit it off, and the entire Frostwolf clan took action.

Although they intend to retreat, they are not planning to leave the Alterac Mountains.

Several orc leaders discussed and decided to disperse and retreat, scattered into many small teams of one or two hundred people, and retreated towards the surrounding valleys.

In any case, the Alterac Mountains stretched for thousands of miles, and ten or twenty thousand Frostwolf orcs were scattered and hiding in the mountains. It would be extremely difficult to capture them.

Before he left, the young wolf lord called on the adventurers to stay in ambush to buy time for the Frostwolf clan to evacuate.

The result was an impassioned speech, which really encouraged many adventurers to stay and lay an ambush.

It was the wave of battle they encountered before.

Having obtained the information, Murphy casually slapped the adventurers to death.

Prince of Alterac, a military strategist: "What should I do? Do you want to chase after me?"

War God Prince Lu Bu Alterac: "Of course we have to chase them. Since they are scattered, they can be defeated one by one. There is no risk at all. Don't forget that the Frostwolf Clan also has Draka, Drek'Thar, As for the three heroes of Samuro, these are all plot points."

Prince Darkseid Alterac: "Yes, there is Thrall."

Prince of Alterac, Dalabon: "Yes, yes, Thrall must not let go."

"Brother, who is Thrall?" Alsace asked curiously.

Aidan Deron Storm Dragon King: "A young orc, he is Durotan's son, has great potential, and is likely to become a powerful leader of orcs in the future."

Alsace was a little puzzled, what kind of orc could pose such a threat?

And how does the eldest brother know about the future, can he still fail to predict?

Prince Sigret Alterac: "The enemy has been running for several hours. It is estimated that it will be difficult to catch up. I suggest that it is better to do this. Everyone separates. If you want to continue chasing and killing, you can receive 1,200 troops If you don’t want to hunt them down, you can lead the militia back to Alterac City.”

All the princes think it is good, and they are still very enthusiastic about the risk-free job of chasing and killing the enemy.

Soon a dozen princes set off with an army.

At the same time—

"Brother, where are we going? Father, what happened to him? Why doesn't mother go with us?" The young Thrall sat on the young wolf master's warg, once again unable to bear asked.

Young Wolf Master Frostwolf Warlord: "Don't worry Goel, mother will be fine, she is with Uncle Drek'Thar." The Young Wolf Lord looked at the dark snow mountain in front of him and said casually.

He hasn't figured out what to do with this cheap little brother. Thrall—who is still called Goyle at this time, is undoubtedly a person with the halo of the protagonist in the history of World of Warcraft.

For such a role, the future is definitely limitless. Even if history has changed, it will not prevent this from happening. The young wolf master is very sure of this.

Of course, history can also be changed. If he chooses to do evil now, he can easily kill this future world Sa in his hands.

This feeling of holding the fate of the future protagonist in his hands made the young wolf master a little excited, and even forgot the fiasco during the day for a while.

He hasn't figured out how to use Thrall yet, but anyway, he decided to hold this card in his hands first.

His heart trembled suddenly, and his expression changed drastically.

Young Wolf Master has a hero specialty Death Premonition], which can predict the possible risk of death in advance, and at this moment he feels the danger is approaching.

Young Wolf Lord Frostwolf Overseer: "Quick, hide!"

Fortunately, the location they were in was scattered, surrounded by many tall cedars, spruces, and birches, and even a cave was found not far away.

The young wolf master greeted, and the wolf cavalry rushed into the cave on the side together. The dark cave exuded the smell of animal fur, which was very deep, and he didn't know where it led. Maybe it was the residence of some kind of wild beast. The wolf lord wasn't too worried. Even though they had been broken into pieces, he still had a hundred elite cavalry in his hands, and ordinary wild monsters were simply ignored.

Soon there was the sound of flapping wings in the sky.

It's the storm dragon! The young wolf thought it was dangerous, but that dragon was not easy to deal with, and it would be troublesome if it was discovered.

Fortunately, he hid in time. Seeing the giant dragon disappearing in the sky, the young wolf master was a little envious. The flying unit is a bug. When will he be able to train a group of dragoons?

Speaking of which, the orcs should also be joined by dragon units.

In history, the Dragonmaw clan cooperated with Deathwing and successfully used the artifact dragon soul to control Alexstrasza, the queen of the red dragon, and made the red dragon clan a weapon of war for the tribal army.

The Red Dragoons put enormous air pressure on the alliance at one point.

Now that the soul of the dragon has not yet been born, do you want to find a way to **** it? If you can grab it, you can form your own dragoon army, so why are you being abused by just a dozen storm dragons.

Thinking in his heart, he suddenly felt something was wrong.

The giant dragon has obviously flown away, but the warning of the omen of death still hasn't disappeared, it seems that the danger is still nearby.

Young wolf master decided to hide for a while.

However, after hiding for half an hour, the feeling still hasn't disappeared.

Guil orc boy: "Big Brother."

Young Wolf Master Frostwolf Warlord: "What's wrong?"

Guil orc boy: "There seems to be something in the cave."

An orc wolf knight suddenly threw a torch towards the depths of the cave. The torch flew over the icy rock formation and fell straight into the depths of the cave, on the fur of a huge monster.

As a red letter of 15 floated up, a super long blood bar appeared in front of Young Wolf Lord.

Hey! The ground was trembling, and in the depths of the cave, a gigantic figure slowly revealed itself.

Gujak's ancient snowman, the third-level disaster boss, level 88, HP 160,000.

Withdraw! The young wolf lord roared, grabbed Thrall and rushed out of the cave.

A big boss at level 88, he can't afford to mess with this thing.

As soon as a group of wolf knights rushed out of the cave, they saw an alliance army searching in a loose formation.

Young wolf lord secretly screamed to death, but it was too late to turn around at this time, fortunately the formation on the opposite side was not very dense.

"Kill over!" With a loud roar, a hundred wolf knights bravely rushed out.

The leader of the Alliance Army was Dalabon, and he was overjoyed to see this group of orc wolf cavalry.

Haha, now the head can be collected.

Prince of Alterac, Dalabon: "Go around, don't leave one."

In the next second, a huge monster rushed out of the cave, and Dalabang was startled, - why is there a boss! My day, it turned out to be the legendary ancient snowman!

The Ancient Yeti, even the players who play in Alterac, have mostly only heard of the legend, mainly because this thing belongs to the wild boss, which is randomly refreshed, and it can be encountered but not sought.

I didn't expect to meet you tonight.

Would you like to deal with the orcs or fight the boss first? A thought came to mind, but before Dalabon had time to figure it out, the wolf cavalry had already entered the formation.

This wave of charge was very decisive, without any reluctance to fight, it directly killed the formation of the alliance at the cost of losing more than 20 cavalry~IndoMTL.com~ As soon as he rushed out of the encirclement, the young wolf master suddenly found that there was nothing in front of him , Thrall on the back of the warg fell down without knowing when.

My day! The young wolf lord cursed secretly, intending to go back and search for it, but the shouts of human cavalry came from a distance, so he could only grit his teeth and lead the cavalry towards the boundless wilderness.

It's over, it can't be blocked!

Darabang looked helplessly at the orc who fled far away, and could only turn his attention back to the ancient yeti.

It's okay, if you can't stop the orcs from making money from you, I have two thousand troops under my command, and I'm going to kill you, a wild boss, if you pile them up.

"Kill me!"

The next day, when the sun once again shone on the snow field, the land had regained its calm.

Suddenly, there was a bulge in the snow, and then, a young orc boy emerged from the snowdrift.

Guil looked around vigilantly. The blood of the Frostwolf clan made him not afraid of the cold, otherwise he would really freeze to death tonight.

But although he didn't die, his heart was full of fear at this moment.

He looked around, and there were human and orc corpses all over the place. There was no doubt that there had been a big battle here before.

"Brother!?" He called out to the surroundings twice, but got no response at all.

Guyle felt a burst of despair. His father was dead, his elder brother was gone, and his family was gone.

For him who is nearly five or six years old, this is undoubtedly a desperate situation.

But extraordinary people have extraordinary qualities.

No, never give up! He remembered his father's teachings in the past, the more hopeless the situation, the stronger he must be.

As long as you persevere, there is always hope.

Guyle thought resolutely, and walked towards the vast snowfield with slow steps.

(End of this chapter)