My Frostmourne can't be so cute

"So, Sir Lothar, what is your plan? How many fighters do you have? Is it enough to attack the orcs?"

De Jong asked--even though he didn't have much hope for this question--even Stormwind City was captured. How could these remaining people launch a counterattack against the orcs?

But De Jong has his own considerations-he did not expect humans to defeat the orcs-he just wanted to kill as many green-skinned bits and pieces as possible; at the same time... protect a child like Maria, Don't let them suffer the same fate as their daughter...Angela.

"We only have a hundred soldiers, and it is impossible to compete head-on with those orcs... However, I do have a plan. Come with me, Mr. De Jong, there are some things we need to discuss."

Ma Long nodded towards De Jong, motioning for him to follow him.

"Call me De Jong, I'm just a militiaman, a farmer, not a'sir'."

De Jong said this as he followed behind Malone and walked towards the city hall.

...

"This is... Sir Lothar, your plan?"

Elro Eberlock sat at the discussion table, looked at the young man in front of him, and asked in surprise.

"Yes, in the past period of time, we didn't know anything about the movements of the orcs. This is a very dangerous signal. If you want to change this, you must take the initiative."

Malone sat opposite Elro Eberlock and talked, Richard the Beard and De Jong, the refugee leader of Lakeside Town, were also in this room, and Altea sat in the corner with little Maria in his arms—because Vera was busy preparing food for the refugees from the lakeside town, and had no time to look after the little girl, so Malone and Altea took her to the city hall—anyway, Maria was always well-behaved and sensible, and wouldn't make a big noise.

"No, it's too dangerous."

Elro Eberlock shook his head again and again-on the contrary, Richard and De Jong the bearded looked excited, and seemed interested in Malone's proposal.

"We won't leave the Twilight Forest too far. According to De Jong, just a few weeks ago, the orcs were still wandering near the Redridge Mountains. If I bring some people there, I might be able to meet the alone orcs. As long as we can catch one or two prisoners, we can ask about the movement of the orc army, which is very important to the safety of our town."

Malone explained to Elro Eberlock.

"It's easy to deal with a single orc, I believe you, Sir Lothar... But what if you encounter an army of orcs? Besides, even if we can really capture orc captives, how do we interrogate? they?"

Elro Eberlock asked rhetorically—intuition told him that humans and orcs should speak two different languages.

"I can speak Orc language."

Ma Long said-the skill named "Arcane Language" selected in that damn system is just so useful.

"Anyway, I still disagree. Sir Lothar, you must understand that the security of this town cannot be separated from you, in case something happens to you..."

Elro Eberlock looked a little angry, he glanced at Altea, who was sitting in the corner, worried but silent.

Regardless of the safety of Night Town, Elro Eberlock is a father after all, and he doesn't want to see his daughter so worried.

"Papa Elro, I know you are worried about our safety, but... trust me, we don't have much time."

Ma Long said sincerely.

"We are hiding here, those orcs won't find us."

Elro Eberlock thought Malone was a little alarmist.

"Lakeside Town is also a remote place, Papa Elro. Even those who escaped from Stormwind have never been to Lakeside Town. The orcs can never pass through here when they go north, but in the end there is still... I don't know if the orcs need to find supplies or simply want to kill the humans on this land, but before the day we encounter them comes, we must be prepared and we must not be ignorant of them. "

Ma Long raised his voice and said.

"If you insist... but remember, Sir Lothar--must come back safely."

Elro Eberlock was silent for a while, and finally realized that he had no way to persuade Malone who had made up his mind, so he could only sigh and exhort seriously.(To be continued.)

74

"I will."

Malone nodded, then got up from the chair.

"I also need to go."

De Jong also stood up with Malone, staring at him and said.

"Yes, you can be our guide, De Jong, you are more familiar here. But before that, I advise you to find a room to clean your body... well, we still have enough time for you What do you think?"

Ma Long glanced at De Jong's dark face and hands, and persuaded him tactfully.

"I……"

De Jong didn't want to take a bath-not that he was willing to be dirty, but he didn't want to waste time on this.

Promising Ma Long not to fight the orcs right away is the limit of moral tolerance. He is very interested in the plan Ma Long talked about. He can't wait to catch an orc prisoner right away and use all the methods of torture he knows. Experimented on that guy, and finally peeled off his skin alive.

"Go away, come with me... Your name is De Jong, isn't it? Damn, you ask like a lump... Two months of cheese together..."

Richard the Beard wanted to hook up with De Jong, but considering the bad smell on his body, he only pushed De Jong a few hands behind him and led him towards his residence. .

"I'll go see the wounded."

Elro Eberlock glanced at his daughter, then walked out of the room.

"Maria, be good, you go out to play with Rubes first."

Malone walked up to Altea, touched the top of Maria's head, and said softly.

"Oh……"

Maria nodded, then waved to Malone and Altea, and trot out of the room.

...

"Ma Long... are you going to find those orcs?"

Altea stood up and asked sadly-although in her heart, her lover is an omnipotent hero, but she also knows the ferocity and terrifying of those orcs, so she doesn't want Malone to take risks.

"Um... don't worry, Altea, I will be careful."

Ma Long didn't know what to say to make Altea no longer worry, he could only do his best to make his voice confident and peaceful.

"I... well, if you must go to Ma Long; but... remember, you must come back safely, I am here waiting for you."

Altea's heart was a little uneasy, but she still tried to show her the most beautiful smile to Ma Long-this innocent girl has been in love without reservation, she instinctively learned to endure and bear---- In this chaotic era, men have more important things to do than being with women.

"I will."

Ma Long nodded, as if making a solemn oath.

"Well, I'm waiting for you, Malone!"

Altea whispered in a low voice, then stood on tiptoe, and in Malone's somewhat surprised gaze, gently kissed the corner of his mouth.