The Fat Commander also didn't find any excuses for himself, and took the time to narrate all the things he had experienced just now.

"So, all three roads in Falling Star City have been sealed?"

The third prince frowned, pinched his hand and pointed to God.

"I'm not sure about the road on the right. The soldiers who fled back also don't know if there are any other traps on that road. But the roads on the left and the middle are all blocked. If you want to enter the city, I guess. There is only one choice."

The Fat Commander replied softly.

"Hehe, it's just a broken city, and it has damaged my 600,000 people... Such a record is ridiculous."

With a sickly grin on the face of the third prince, he smashed his knuckles forcefully until all those joints made a crisp sound of kaba Kaba, and even the fingers twisted abnormally.

The Fat Commander knew that the third prince could not accept such a huge loss, and his mental state had become somewhat unstable at this time.

He closed his mouth hurriedly and took two steps back quietly, for fear that he would attract the attention of the third prince.

"His Royal Highness, what shall we do next?"

The principal came over and asked softly.

"What to do? These orcs completely treat us as fools, what do you think should be done?"

The third prince said impatiently. He kept scratching his neck until his neck was dripping with blood from his own scratching, then he breathed a sigh of relief and stopped satisfied.

"These orcs are indeed difficult to deal with, but we still have a huge advantage in military strength. If it were not for our strength, they would not imagine so many traps and ambushes."

The old man frowned slightly, rolled his face lightly, not looking at the third prince's neck.

"What you said makes sense, but these are bullshit! I don't want to listen to **** right now! If you have any good suggestions, you'd better put them forward as soon as possible. If you don't have any, just shut up!"

The three princes' emotions became more and more out of control, and their tempers became more and more violent.

"My suggestion is very simple, just give up this city, go straight to Huanglong, and attack a million troops directly into the wild land. No matter how many traps and ambushes there are in this city, as long as we don't enter the city, these things mean nothing. .."

"And if we go directly to attack the wild land, the orcs in the city will definitely panic and want to go back to rescue. We can also set up ambushes and traps on the road, and treat them in the same way."

The principal finished speaking, standing beside him calmly.

The third prince showed a thoughtful expression on his face. He looked at the city in front of him, then stretched out his hand and scratched his head, looking very struggling.

The Fat Commander was silent.

The principal's proposal is very good. This trick directly wiped out the ambushes and scheming of all the orcs in Falling Star City.

It's just that he fully understands the character and temper of the third prince, and he will never let him go so easily.

"good idea."

The third prince often exhaled, and his tone had calmed down, only the bloodshot eyes that had not disappeared proved how excited he was just now.

"Commander, directly lead the troops to detour, enter the Black Mountain Range and go straight to the wild land."

The third prince looked at the fat leader and said softly.