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The Orcs Vanguard Commander glanced at the orc who had brought the report. Seeing him still standing dumbly in front of him, he snapped again, "What are you standing there for? Hurry up and follow them!" He pointed at the Wolf Rider squadron already racing ahead to provide support.

The Orcs Wolf Soldier who had brought the report froze for a moment, then seemed to finally understand. He urged his Worg after the Wolf Rider squadron that had already set off to reinforce the scouts.

"They're driving me mad! Each one is more clueless than the last. Why are they all so damned single-minded?" After venting his anger, the Orcs Vanguard Commander turned and shouted to everyone behind him, "Prepare for battle! Everyone, pick up the pace!"

At his shout, the long column quickly shook off its earlier sluggishness, and all the Worgs broke into a short-strided trot.

The Orcs Vanguard Commander had not even received an enemy-contact signal yet, so naturally he would not overreact by ordering his troops to advance at full speed. For cavalry, the most important thing was always to keep their mounts well rested enough to handle any unexpected developments, especially before a battle.

"Captain! An orc squadron has come to reinforce them, and the entire vanguard main force behind them is picking up speed too. What should we do?" The Owl Ranger withdrew from Beast's Eye and spoke to the Mountain Lion Nightstalker Leader beside her.

"Ah!" The Mountain Lion Nightstalker Leader sighed in disappointment. "There's nothing we can do. We'll have to retreat! Scatter a few little surprises along the road. Don't let them move too quickly. Oh, are there any Death Knights with that reinforcement squadron?"

"The Death Knights are all hanging back behind the Orcs Vanguard Main Force," the Owl Ranger