"Yes! That battle before was a pity. Kaizi, who had no military experience at all..."

"Kaizi?" Kelthas was surprised by the title.

Duke... Duke, a bastard, seriously composed the "big truth" that he didn't believe in.

"Uh, in my hometown, for men with good relationships, I am used to adding the word "zi" to his first word to form a nickname for him. So Kelthas is used to calling him "Kelthus". Sorry, if you don't like it, I can..."

"No, no, I like the title of Kaizi very much." Kaizi voluntarily entered Kaizi mode: "Please go back to the previous topic."

Well, God can't save him anymore.

"Well, why do humans have knight candidates and reserve soldiers? The same is true. Suddenly, Kaizi, who has not commanded any army, commands 20,000 people. To be honest, it is not you who is wrong, but you are forcing you to go up to the commander's position."

Kelthas frowned slightly: "But Duke, you don't seem to have any experience in the battlefield before?"

"No, no! I have it. When I first became the Earth Mage, I commanded more than a dozen mercenaries to deal with the wereggars, later the fisherman and Naga, then the most experienced Sir Lossa attacked Karazan with more than 200 elites, and then organized a defense battle in a district of Stormwind City." Duke continued to tell the truth seriously.

Duke did come up step by step, but his magical performance in curbing the tribe was all because he was a time traveler who knew "history" well!

This is not bad either. Anyway, it is enough to fool the inexperienced Kelthas. Aurelia sounds like nothing wrong.

"So, Kaizi, what you need most now is a mentor who can give you practical experience, guide you to deal with the current tense situation and win. That's right! That person is your brother Duke, me!"

It sounds mysterious and full of deception. Helplessly, Duke's record is too scary, and his momentum to retreat with one flag is too awesome.

Kelthas had to believe it. If there was anything that overwhelmed his last hesitation, it was undoubtedly good news from the messenger.

"Your Highness! Good news! The tribe was infighting in the middle just now! The main force of the orc-dominated tribe is evacuating the camp, leaving only the trolls!"

Kelthas and the others were all surprised. Kelthas looked at Duke again with almost fanatical worship!

Duke showed a mysterious smile: "What did I just say?"

Kelthas completely ignored it, bowed directly and said in the humblest tone: "Duke! No! Mentor Marcus! Please teach me how to win the battle!"

Duke quickly helped Kelthas up: "I'll be exempted from the honorific title. I'll be able to give you a friend, so it's okay to give me some advice. As long as you listen to me, I'll guarantee you'll be relieved."

"real?"

"Yes! The first thing you have to do is wait until the main force of the tribe really leaves, and then before my reinforcements arrive, relying solely on the elves' troops to severely damage the main force of the trolls!"

"What?" Kelthas immediately lost his voice.

"Please, would you give yourself some confidence? You are facing a legion of trolls that do not know magic at all except a few leaders, nor can you fight against magic. Didn't you, the high elves, abuse the trolls for thousands of years? What did you do before, just do it now. I will teach you how to deal with the strong men on the other side..." Duke induced, oh, no, he was instigating Kaizi. (To be continued.)
Chapter completed!