Chapter 17: Bold Ideas

War raged in the northwestern frontier of the Isaac Kingdom.

The orcs were frantically killing and looting the villages and towns of the human race, and the cavalry regiments of the Blizzard Legion attacked everywhere, picking on small groups of orc troops to plunder villages and towns, and also made the orcs pay a heavy price.

And none of this had anything to do with Arthur and his 7th squadron, who had no way to break through the orc lines and join the large forces, so they could only continue to wander in the woods.

Compared to the ransacking of the oily Terran villages, the orcs were too lazy to pay attention to such an insignificant small Terran force, and the orc pursuit team withdrew after a day.

In the following days, instead of being attacked by orcs again, the 7th Squadron also took in a dozen surviving soldiers from other squadrons, all of whom were veterans with brains, who escaped death by hiding in tree holes or snow pits.

Arthur directly organized them into his three squads, and the strength of the seventh squadron was strengthened.

Arthur and the others had been wandering in the woods for five days, and it was now confirmed that BrontΓ« had not deliberately concealed the news of the retreat that day, and that all the squadrons in the regiment had been attacked that night.

Without supplies from the rear, it is generally difficult for the troops to survive in the forest, but because of Arthur's strange existence, a lot of food and water are stored in his space bracelet. and the presence of Arya, a priest of light, has ensured the independent survivability of the seventh squadron.

Several fires were lit in the woods, and all the soldiers of the 7th Squadron sat around them, except for the soldiers who were scattered around the fire. On the fire was an iron pot with a mixture of porridge and jerky.

Arthur, Arya, and Jose sat around as JosΓ© gently stirred the porridge pot with his sword, and the aroma of rice and meat gradually emanated.

"Captain, we have to make plans early, hunting alone can't support the consumption of more than forty people, and I'm afraid we won't even have porridge to drink in a few days. JosΓ© whispered.

"How long is this war going to take?" asked Arthur another question.

"Perhaps, if it's business as usual, the orcs are just going to solve the food problem, and when the orc wasteland can produce enough harvest in the summer, they will take the initiative to retreat. Even if they didn't want to withdraw, the two legions of Wind and Snow, Frost and Thunder, and reinforcements from the interior would drive them back. But if the orcs have other intentions, and other orc tribes will participate in the war in the future, this battle may be fought for two or three years. ”

Arthur was slightly surprised, "Are you saying that only some of the orc tribes have invaded our Terran border this time?"

"Well, just some of the orc tribal warriors attached to the Golden Lion family. ”

"Old Jose, you're getting better and better, and you can tell which tribe these orcs belong to just after a fight with the other side?" even the monkey was surprised by this.

Jose smiled innocently, "Actually, it's not difficult to guess, the three major orc tribes are the Golden Lion, the Blood Flame Blue Wolf, and the Azure Eagle. Among the three major tribes, the sphere of influence of the Golden Lion and the Bloodflame Blue Wolf is not much different, but there are only a few large orc tribes attached to the Blood Flame Blue Wolf, and if it is an invasion led by the Blood Flame Blue Wolf, most of the orcs will be werewolves and wolf cavalry. ”

"The Golden Lion Family is the oldest family among the Orcs, occupying the Orc Court and claiming to be the Beastmaster, so most of the nobles and many small tribes among the Orcs are willing to attach themselves to the Golden Lion. Among the orcs who invaded this time were orc warriors from many small tribes, such as bearmen, leopard people, and elephant people, so I guess they must be orc warriors belonging to the Golden Lion family. ”

"What about the Azure Eagle that day?" Arthur couldn't help but ask, knowing that Leon was from the Golden Lion family, so he was very interested in the three major tribes of the Orcs.

"The Azure Eagle has the smallest sphere of influence, but most of the people who depend on them are the wingman tribes with the ability to fly among the orcs, and the winged warriors from the Azure Eagle are also the most difficult of the three tribes. ”

"Oh, and the flying orcs? I haven't seen any of them in my five years as a soldier. The monkey interjected.

"The Azure Eagle Clan's sphere of influence is in the northernmost part of the Orc Wasteland, in the Loki Mountains, and because they are too far away, they rarely go to war with us Isaac. The last time I saw a winged warrior among the orcs was twelve years ago in the Great Battle of the Sigh Canyon?"

"Twelve years ago, Sigh Canyon?" Arthur's heart moved, "Isn't it the battle in which the Keynesian division paid a great price? What happened in that battle that brought the few winged warriors among the orcs into battle?" Arthur pondered again.

"Captain, let's have a bowl of porridge. Arya brought the porridge to Arthur and gently pushed his arm before pulling Arthur out of his musings.

Arthur drank two mouthfuls of porridge before he said slowly, "Since this war has no end in sight for a short time, we can't always hide in the woods, we must first find some ways to solve the problem of food sources." ”

"How about we find a way to sneak up on the orc supply convoys?" the monkey suggested.

"No, I can't. Jose directly vetoed the monkey, "Unlike our Terran army, the orc warriors basically don't rely much on supplies, most of their food is robbed of us, and even if there is a small amount of rear supplies, they are heavily guarded, and we don't have a chance at all." ”

"I think we can find a way to get the lone orcs, they're so hungry, let's eat them!" said Lundhu.

Lund's words frightened Arya on the side to white, eating orcs, disgusting to think about.

"Maybe we can think differently. Arthur said slowly, "If the orcs can supply by looting our villages, why can't we loot the orc tribes? ”

Jose, Monkey, and Lund's eyes lit up, "yes, go to the orcs!"

Because of Arthur's accidental idea, the 7th Squadron went further and further on the maverick road......

......

Singaluru, Grand Duke's House of Palmer.

Madame Gloria was packing the clothes of the middle-aged scribe Shino, and muttered softly, "Why did Father have to take you this time?"

"The Wind and Snow Legion is already fighting the Orcs, and the Frost Thunder Legion may enter the war at any time, and your father must personally go to the Legion to take charge. ”

"I mean, it's enough for my father to go, so why do you have to follow him?"

Shino sneered, "As for your younger brothers, since your eldest brother died, the struggle for power has the courage to rush forward, let them lead troops to do it with the orcs, it's too late to hide back one by one, your father asked me to follow because I was worried that no one would be available at a critical time." ”

"Father already knows that your meridians have recovered?"

Shino suddenly stepped forward and hugged Gloria, "Only you can be so simple, dignified Grand Duke Palmer, what can you really hide from him?"

"Did you say that your father intended to let you take over the Legion?"

Shino sighed, "Even if the Grand Duke has this idea, your younger brothers will not agree, if I am forced to protect myself one day, you must be mentally prepared." ”

Gloria rested her head entirely on her husband's neck and whispered in her ear, "I've been dead to them ever since I left this house with you. ”

A small head suddenly poked in through the crack in the door, "What are you doing, Dad, Mom?"