Tower Defense Lord, random Wishing Tower at the start of the game.

Chapter 128: The Orcs' Plan

The battlefield in the northwest corner of the blood-red plains.

The orcs advanced with an army several times larger than the undead.

They relied on numbers and the elven servants recruited to join the army.

The tactic of raining down arrows decimated the low-level skeleton army of the dead.

On the small battlefield, as far as the eye could see, there were only skeletons of fallen soldiers.

On both flanks, orc cavalrymen were poised to attack.

Be ready to press forward and devour the two wings of the undead.

The reason for not rushing to attack was the rolling black mist above the undead.

The lich's death cloud spell casts a shadow; a rash attack would only result in massive casualties.

However, the orcs have already mobilized their shamanic legions to prepare to dispel these death clouds.

Once the final barrier of the undead disappears, the outcome of the battle will be a foregone conclusion.

Meanwhile, inside the orcish central army camp...

The Crimson Duke, the head of the Ironbone family, lowered his gaze.

He stared intently at the map in front of him.

In the northwest, the orcs launched a fierce offensive.

But from the northeast, he received some worrying intelligence.

The cavalry sent to contain the enemy were completely wiped out.

The lord from that alien civilization pushed the battle line forward by more than a hundred kilometers.

Their forces were aimed at the orcs' first major city on the blood-red plains.

Therefore, at this time when victory should have been celebrated.

The Crimson Duke summoned his high-ranking orc commanders to discuss the next steps in their plan.

There was no joy on his face.

Instead, I feel deep concern.

"Gentlemen."

"The Emperor sent me to the Crimson Plains with the original plan to annihilate the invading alien lords as soon as possible."

"But no one expected that the undead would appear at this time, changing our original plans."

"The original plan was to quickly devour the undead and then the legion would turn to a decisive battle."

"I didn't expect this alien lord to be so decisive, launching a counterattack with his troops aimed directly at Ironstone City."

"Currently, all our main efforts are focused on this direction."

"The garrison in the direction of Ironstone City is small, and they do not have any gold-type troops."

"If we cannot send reinforcements as soon as possible, I fear Ironstone City will soon be breached."

"Now I'd like to hear your thoughts."

The Blood Duke's gaze swept across the large tent.

Ultimately, it fell on Simon's head.

"You go first."

This is one of the future heirs chosen by the Ironbone family.

They repeatedly distinguished themselves in battle on the Blood Plains.

Especially in the war against the undead, they creatively selected elven servants to join the army.

By using a rain of arrows to suppress the undead, the orcs gained a huge strategic advantage with almost zero casualties.

The Blood Duke was very pleased with Simon.

I wanted to hear his thoughts at that moment.

Simon was already prepared.

He stood up and walked to the front of the map.

"We cannot go back to provide assistance."

"This Blue Star lord doesn't send out many troops; even if he attacks, he can only take Ironstone City."

"Their forces certainly cannot penetrate deep into our territory."

"The loss of a mere Ironstone City is not particularly significant to us."

"This is just the base of our attack. If we lose it, there will be more to come."

"And once the other side occupies the territory, they will definitely send troops to garrison it."

"Ironstone City is not a short distance from the enemy's base."

"This is perfect for us to besiege the enemy's stronghold and attack their reinforcements."

"The garrison surrounding Ironstone City will eliminate the enemy's reinforcements in open field battles."

"Once we've used up most of it, taking back Ironstone City will be a piece of cake."

Simon's words quickly gained the approval of the other high-ranking orc commanders.

"good."

"The capture of Ironstone is a strategic trap."

"Why do I say that? Because we are stronger than him."

"They have seized the initiative on the battlefield."

"Putting everything else aside, just the number of cavalry in the wild, especially the number of golden-type soldiers, is absolutely unmatched by this alien lord."

"If you have the advantage in strength, you will not lose in open field combat."

"If the enemy dares not engage us in a decisive battle in the open, then occupying Ironstone City would be a foolish decision."

"One last thing."

The orc commander paused.

"If the undead aren't completely wiped out this time, there will be endless trouble to come."

"Even if only one seed is left, it may breed a new army of undead."

"Therefore, if we are going to fight, we must wipe them out completely."

"Especially the enemy's golden seed, we must kill them all, otherwise the consequences will be endless."

Everyone knows how troublesome the undead are, which is why it's important to eliminate them beforehand.

The Crimson Duke nodded.

He actually shared the same idea.

However, he still looked at the commander present.

"Any other suggestions?"

After a moment of silence.

A short orc suddenly asked.

"What if the enemy doesn't attack Ironstone City, but instead chooses to bypass it and attack our rear?"

Upon hearing this, the orc commander next to him burst into laughter.

"Harper, you're overthinking it."

"Leaving aside our reconnaissance cavalry, which are spread out over a hundred kilometers around the main army, it's impossible for the enemy to suddenly appear."

"It means the other party is capable of doing it."

"How many soldiers do they have that can break through our formation?"

Then another orc shouted.

"right."

"That's impossible. This alien lord is not very strong. Our reserve legions in the rear can hold him off."

"Unless he can launch an attack with tens of thousands of cavalry, or a dozen or so golden races."

This statement drew a chorus of agreement.

"That's right, the enemy isn't very strong. Our legion is so numerous that even if we're ambushed, we can react quickly."

"On this battlefield, the only real threat to us is the undead."

"There is only one way to crush our legion."

"The enemy has allied with the undead and is attacking together."

"But is that even possible?"

"These wandering undead will only submit to the undead lords. Every undead lord is now fighting amongst themselves for the fragments of divinity in the former territory of the undead empire."

"Yes, I've never heard of a new undead lord appearing."

Even Simon spoke up.

"Harper, your concerns are valid, but this is indeed unlikely to happen."

"The invading alien lords have just arrived, and most of them are still very weak."

Simon then spoke.

The orc commander named Harper also lowered his head.

"I was overthinking it."

Seeing this, Duke Ironbone reassured Harper before issuing orders.

"Simon, you are authorized to command the general offensive."

"Just wait for the Death Cloud Technique to dispel it."

"Immediately assemble the legion and advance to wipe out these undead in one fell swoop."

"Yes, Your Excellency."

The meeting adjourned.

Duke Ironbone sat alone in the large tent, still looking at the map before him.

"Even if this invading lord is audacious enough to send troops against me."

"Then we must withstand the pressure and devour these dead souls."

"As for him!"

"It's nothing but an ant. After returning to the army, I can crush it under my foot in less than three days."

He glanced disdainfully at the northeast.

At the same time, plans for the future of the Crimson Plains began to be made.

"The war of the gods, we are just waiting for the war of the gods to arrive."

"The Ironbone Clan will rise, and a new kingdom will be born here!!!"