"Hey, have you heard of it?"

Outside Razor Ridge, in the dilapidated human camp affected by the violent explosion the night before yesterday, a naval soldier who was busy cleaning up gravel and wood secretly glanced at the movement around him. Seeing that there were no officers nearby, he mysteriously whispered with several comrades in the same team.

"What did you hear? All kinds of messages have been flying all over the past two days... Who knows which one you are talking about?"

He glanced at his always well-informed companion, and another soldier who was asked answered with some confusion and helplessness.

"Of course it's the most secret... I heard that His Highness, the princess of Theramore who was under house arrest by His Majesty, was kidnapped a few days ago in full view of the public. I still don't know where to go."

Seeing that the first soldier who aroused the interest of his comrades and spread the gossip, he looked surprised or disbelief because his companions did not know such important information.

"What nonsense? Theramore is guarded by the Seventh Legion, and some people can hijack the princess under the nose of the Seventh Legion?" The naval soldier despised by the former obviously poked the rumors and retorted mockingly: "Is it an army that attacked Theramore? Or is it that a group of giant dragons attacking our harbor at night?"

"Hey, I know this news!"

The argument between the two soldiers had already attracted the attention of their companions around them, and another naval soldier joined the discussion with great enthusiasm. Seeing that the first two comrades-in-arms and even the companions around them had put down their work or were unable to work hard, and focused their attention on themselves, the newly joined naval officers also proudly told the "secret" they had found:

"The princess was robbed from Theramo, but it was not kidnapped but rescued! The news has been blocked by the above, and it was only because of my wide connections that I found out the inside story."

After expressing a new point of view, the soldier obviously stopped smiling with a reserved smile, as if he was enjoying his comrades' admiration for their intelligence sources. It was not until a moment later that he continued to say, "The one who robbed His Royal Highness the Princess from the nose of the Seventh Legion was neither an army nor a giant dragon. But... a group of orcs! Yes, a group of orcs!"

"Nonsense!"

"A group of green skins robbed Lord Jaina from Theramore? Or is it not a kidnapping? There must be a limit to exaggerating! Why did a group of green skins rescue His Highness? It was obviously a kidnapping of the princess as a hostage to threaten His Majesty to withdraw his troops!"

Unfortunately, there are obviously many oppositions to this view. Other soldiers with their own information channels or naval soldiers who have heard the relevant rumors refuted them.

"That's right, how could it be orcs? As far as I know, they are obviously a group of ogres! They also fought head-on with the Seventh Legion, and the dead ogres' corpses were everywhere in the streets of Theramo!"

"No, it's not ogres but a group of mountain giants! Do you know mountain giants? They are at least ten yards tall and weigh dozens of tons! They are full of solid granite stones, invulnerable to swords and guns, and they are extremely powerful..."

"You have heard too many ridiculous stories about those minstrels in the tavern? You're going to be a mountain giant? Why don't you say it's a Titan giant?"

"How can you question my source of information! It's the mountain giant, um. At least there are several mountain giants!"

"It's the coalition of orcs and ogres! Just like in World War I, I heard that Theramore is now full of corpses and blood flowing into a river. The Seventh Legion was crippled, and Theramore almost fell into the hands of the tribe. At the critical moment, Duke Leorick stepped forward and forced the butcher, executioner, to retreat with one sword, and then..."

"Fart! Sarufal is in the opposite Razor Ridge. He was the one who led the team to blow up half of our artillery the night before yesterday. How could he lead the team to attack Theramore? Could he still be a mage and able to cast mirror spells?"

"You are all talking nonsense, it's not reliable at all! What I've found out is the truth of the matter!"

"It was Alsace who robbed His Highness Jaina!"

"Arsace, that father-killer, Death Knight? Prince Lordaeron who destroyed his kingdom with one hand?"

"It's the fallen man!"

"You don't know, before Arthas fell, he had a lover with His Royal Highness the Princess! Now he has defected to the Scourge, and he is surrounded by ugly and terrifying zombies and ghouls all day long. Naturally, he will kidnap His Royal Highness Jaina to the excessive companionship of the dead!"

"Yeah, it makes sense!"

"There's a big deal. Alsace is far away from Lordaeron, how could he run to Kalimdo alone?"

"When did I say he was alone? His undead army was boundless, and there were also a large number of lichs who could help him teleport and deploy troops! If this were not the case, how could the Seventh Legion not be able to protect His Royal Highness the Princess?"

...

Discussion scenes about various secrets and rumors like this can be seen almost everywhere in the human barracks outside Razor Ridge.

There are all kinds of strange rumors and rumors, with noses and eyes, like crazy grass in summer, breeding, sprouting, and thriving in the Kurtilas Navy until it is out of control.

Similar to the fact that His Highness the Princess was kidnapped and kidnapped, the Admiral was seriously injured by the assassin, and he was waiting for an opportunity to attack the main fleet of orcs in the orc city. He suffered heavy losses under the double blow of the storm and Naga who was full of trouble... and a group of rumors and rumors spread rapidly at a terrifying speed.

At the beginning, the rumors seemed to be extremely crude and could not withstand careful consideration, and most listeners just laughed it off. But the more people spread these false news, the more people who spread the word "popular words make money, and the bones are destroyed" believe that these rumors are true.

In addition, involuntarily exaggerated and filled in the process of spreading those blindly followers and obedient people again and again, many rumors became more and more concise, and seemed to have real evidence. This in turn once again promoted the spread of these rumors...

One passes to ten, ten passes to hundreds.

The spread of rumors is like a snowball growing and expanding, forming a vicious cycle that cannot be curbed at all.

The morale of the Kurtiras Navy is getting worse by these fictional or altered rumors,

Coupled with the pressure brought by the repeated revenge operations of the orc troops on the opposite side in recent days, the morale of the navy soldiers has even begun to shake to the brink of collapse.

When the officers discovered this problem, it was too late to send an inspection team to prepare for rectification. We can't let the inspection team deal with all the people who spread the dazzling sensation on the charge of disrupting military discipline and shaking the morale of the army, right?

The navy's vanguard would not have to attack the opposite tribe. There were only a few people left...

In desperation, the naval officers of the vanguard troops repeatedly made various means to suppress rumors and try to regain morale. At the same time, they had to slow down their offensive against Razor Ridge, and no more big moves were made every day except to fire a few shots from the air in the air without any pain and declaration of their existence.

Since the mischievous battle between the two sides fought wrong the night before yesterday, the Razor Ridge battlefield has entered a rare period of stability.

One side of the alliance was trying to suppress the undercurrent that could explode at any time in secret, while the other side of the tribe was waiting for the arrival of more reinforcements and repairing the defense line of the Razor Fortress. On the first face-to-face battlefield in this war, both sides stopped and entered a state of confrontation after the first tentative confrontation between them.

It just caused rumors to spread in secret. Old Tang, who shakes the morale of the Kurtiras Navy, will never kindly tell the human officers opposite the human officers who are summarizing the truth that the ancients of the "Celestial Dynasty" summarized:

It is better to prevent people from being ruthless than to prevent rivers. Rumors are as blocked as floods.

Blindly suppressing and banning, sometimes it will only have the opposite effect...

But all this is exactly what Lao Tang, who is the mastermind behind the scenes, wants to see the most... How did you do it?"

In a secret room in Razor Ridge, the elf prince Kelthas, who had not seen for a long time, stared at Old Tang sitting opposite him in a dumbfounded manner, and asked in surprise and confusion.

The images and sounds sent back by the magic pets who sneaked into the Kurtiras military camp, and the magical image of Kelthas's palm, the terrifying spread and spreading results of rumors in the human army have been fully fed back in front of the Elf Prince.

Even Kelthus, a military half-bad man, knows exactly what kind of shake-up and blows such rumors that are spreading across a large scale, will cause a wave and blow to the morale and morale of an army.

With the military qualities of the Elf Prince who is absolutely irrelevant to the word "Great" and "Great" I really didn't expect that war could still be fought like this!

At this moment, the planner and behind-the-scenes promoter were sitting in front of him. How could Kelthas not curiously ask about the key and details?

"I told you. Actually, I am an actor." He held a cigarette with a cigar in one hand and took out a fraud bead and shook it at the elf prince with the other. Old Tang put on a reserved expression without caring, and replied with a smile:

"It's just a little trick, it's not worth mentioning."

The humble words were spoken, but it was not difficult to distinguish the elf prince who was already quite familiar with Lao Tang's pride and complacent hidden in his expression and words. He took a deep breath of the cigar. Lao Tang faced Kelthas's curious gaze like asking for advice, so he could only explain in a concise way:

"It's just a small psychological war."

"Never underestimate the gossip spirit of any creature."

"Whether it is a rumor or a fact, as long as it is filled with the word "secret" and then known by more than three people... Then this 'secret' is definitely the fastest spread of news in the world. And... for most people, a possible secret gossip is far more attractive than the heroic stories played and sung by those minstrels."

"What's more, it's gossip about leaders and upper-class people and the 'secrets' about their own safety?"

As he spoke, Old Tang shrugged his shoulders and continued to add:

"These are just some evil ways. They can still work hard once they are used occasionally, but if they are used frequently... there is no one in this world who is a fool."

"I've suffered a loss once but didn't have a memory. I'll be fooled for the second time. Apart from those stupid wild boars, there are probably no such idiots... Ogres are smarter than them!"

Looking at Kelthas, who looked a little disappointed, Old Tang said with a serious expression and then reminded him:

"Kaizi, instead of having time to think about my little tricks, you might as well learn more about the overall situation or the knowledge and ability of military command from Vorethal."

"After all, you are the prince of the blood elf, the sun king of the future Kingdom of Quelthalas. Your keen and insightful gaze in the overall situation and the means of joining the ranks and alliances are the essential qualities for a qualified leader and superior. And now you... are more like a simple mage with strong strength but not flexible."

"In the military, it is the right way to pursue a righteous plot. As a leader of a country, even if you cannot use troops as much as a god in military affairs, you must at least fully understand all military knowledge and then... know people and make good use of it!"

"The above are the key issues that you should study and improve as soon as possible... Deliberately chasing those conspiracies and suspicious plots will only make the gains less than the loss, but will fall into a inferior position."

"After all, the absolute strength is enough to break all conspiracies. Improve the strength of the Blood Elf clan as soon as possible and restore the prosperity before the natural disaster invasion... This is what you, the Blood Elf prince, should and must do!"

"Compared with this...even the improvement of personal strength is secondary. The hero-level strongman is enough to cope with most crises in Azeroth... More enemies need to rely on our people and compatriots to fight against each other!"

"No matter how strong a person is, he is limited! How many experts do you think there are in total who are against the sky like Archmond?"

Old Tang was so rare that he spoke out, regardless of the boredom caused by the elf prince.

This is just because Kelthas is one of the few friends Lao Tang has truly met in this world. Such a friendship is not only a facial paralyzed man in Lao Tang's interpersonal circle, but only Kaizi is the one who is even better than Thrall.

In order to avoid Kaizi's future tragedy, Lao Tang naturally had to seize every opportunity but subtly change some of his ideas.

It seems that I am worried that empty preaching will not only cause boredom but also inconvincingly. Old Tang's words changed, and the current war has given an example:

“Like this time!”

"If the planned reinforcements were not delayed by various sudden incidents and enemies, Orgrimmar's orc army would prevent the main force of Kurtiras from being easily mobilized. How could I have tried to think about these not-so-savvy tricks to delay time for the garrison troops in Razor Ridge?"

"Give me 20,000 legion warriors, or 30,000 elite wolf cavalry, I promise to end this farce-like battle within three days and clear out the vanguard of the Kurtiras Navy!"

"Or, you lend me the Magicians Legion for two days? I guarantee that I can defeat those navy a little earlier!"

"I just remembered to ask you..." Old Tang frowned slightly, looked at the elf prince in confusion and asked in confusion: "You are here to come to me this time, aren't you here to come to me for tea?"

"What happened?"

Old Tang already had a vague and unknown guess in his heart, but he was not sure yet...

Sure enough, when he heard Old Tang's inquiry, Kelthas's face suddenly became solemn. After observing the surroundings of the secret room, the Elf Prince casually tapped and laid a soundproof barrier.

After everything was finished, the Elf Prince said in a deep voice with a bitter face:

"Good...we are in trouble!" (To be continued)q!~!

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