Although the orcs are a warlike people, it has to be said that this race with muscles in their brains is not good at life.

Although the Wild Plains are not as fertile as the land of the Biping Plains, they are considered to be the soil that can grow crops. However, the orcs have no interest in farming, and the great Earth-Shaking Hammer Olgarok has recently tried to grow wheat imported from humans on the Savage Plains, but due to the immaturity of technology and the slackness of the orcs, the harvest does not look very good.

Therefore, their main source of food is still to hunt wild animals on the plains, but this is obviously difficult to satisfy the orcs with super high fertility and super large appetite.

And after Olgarok officially unified all orc territories, the orc population without the consumption of the civil war increased rapidly. The shortage of food and the swelling population made the orc chief melancholy for a long time, but it was at this time that the humans launched an attack on the orcs.

Although he was very angry at the human provocation, even Olgarok had to admit that if it were not for the human invasion, the nascent orc empire would undoubtedly have broken out into a large-scale famine, and countless orcs would have starved to death.

Death in battle, or starvation, although the result is the same, the two ways of dying are very different for orcs. All arrogant orc warriors will not hesitate to choose the former. Therefore, Olgarok was not in a hurry to end the war, and he carefully controlled the situation while trying to find a way to solve the food problem.

This is already the best situation at the moment, the war can't help but reduce the population of the orcs, but also continue to increase the quality of the orc warriors, the southern part of the wild land wants to be a steel furnace. Only the best steel blanks, the strongest warriors, deserve to live, can have the right to live, and can enjoy the few foods.

It may sound cruel, but it's the best Olgarok can make. And for the orcs whose notion of "strong or dead" was already ingrained in their minds, they didn't feel that there was anything wrong with the Great Chief's decision.

A two-hundred-strong orc patrol walked the savage plains, and half of the team was rookie warriors. They were the strongest young men chosen from the tribes, possessed strength and courage, and considered themselves to be brave and proud warriors.

But in the eyes of the other half of the veterans, they are still just a group of rookies, a group of child soldiers who have never killed anyone and seen blood.

"Mordric, be honest with me, now I'm going to patrol and fight, not to hunt!" the leader of the orc shouted at a young orc, who was always jumping up and down, and from time to time let out an excited roar, causing the team to be slightly confused.

"But we're about to fight! Father...... Captain, our blood is boiling, and power and glory await us!" the young orc named Mordric roared, followed by several other young orcs who were with him in agreement.

The orc captain glanced at Mordric proudly, his son was the strongest and tallest of the group of orc recruits, he would definitely be a strong and brave orc warrior, at least that's what he thought.

"Listen, lads, most of you are fighting for the first time, and maybe you have the strength and energy. But this is not the only way to win, and if you want to be recognized by your people, and if you want to be praised by the great Earth-Shaking Hammer, then you must grow up as quickly as possible in battle. And the premise of all this is to learn to survive. Although he had already lectured before leaving, looking at the group of restless guys in front of him, he felt that it was necessary to repeat it.

"That's right, Captain, and in order to survive, we must follow your commands. Mordric preemptively said the next words, causing the team to laugh.

The orc captain glanced at his son helplessly, and then said seriously: "That's right, you must obey my command, only this is ......"

Before the orc captain finished speaking, the orc who was in charge of watching roared: "Captain, there seems to be a human team in front of you. ”

The orc captain was taken aback, he had been on patrol for more than a year, and according to his knowledge, this area should still belong to the safe area. But he didn't expect that a human team would dare to go deep into this place alone, and he felt that this team was likely to pose a threat to the tribe living inside. So prepare to send a herald back to inform the nearby tribes to avoid being attacked.

But before he could give the order, several young orcs, led by Modric, let out a roar of excitement, and then ran away from the surrounding veterans and rushed forward.

Under Modric's leadership, the blood of almost all the orc recruits boiled, and they completely ignored the orc captain and rushed with Modric.

"Mordrik! come back, all of you, obey orders!" the orc roared, but to no avail, and the excited orc boys did not listen to the captain's orders.

Seeing many of his companions rushing after him, Modric was proud of his bravery and determination. You will be the first to enter the enemy line!

It was only when he got closer that he saw that it was only a human team of more than twenty people. Although their weapons and equipment appear to be very sophisticated, they look thin and small, and they have no strength at all.

What's more, he was followed by seventy or eighty companions, while there were only twenty people on the other side, and the difference in numbers was very large!

Modryk licked his lips excitedly, he couldn't wait to taste what it was like to slash his enemies with an axe.

And behind Mordric, the entire orc team followed. The orc captain couldn't watch his son die, so he chose to assault the whole team, anyway, the number of people in this human team is really small, and annihilation shouldn't be a big problem.

"Little Lei, you didn't cheat, did you? really have a lot of recruits?" Kordak couldn't help but have a headache as he looked at the orcs who were rushing towards him.

"Boss, you're still not at ease with my errands? I've been following them for an hour, and about half of the orcs are chattering up and down all the way, it must be a recruit!" Regner's chest thumped loudly.

"It doesn't matter what you're doing, just kill them all. Vera said as she pulled out her enchanted longbow.

Because of Field's existence, Vera also wanted to deliberately show her growth in front of her father. She took out four arrows in one go, and with enough fighting energy, she displayed Field's proudest archery fighting skill, "Storm and Arrow Rain".

Four arrows with wind attribute fighting spirit flew out, and due to the long distance, Vera chose to throw them. But even so, three orcs lost their lives instantly, and the remaining one was grazed on the thigh, and he immediately fell to the ground, almost trampled to death by his companions.

Field's eyes flashed with relief when he saw his daughter perform so well. Facing the orcs rushing towards him, Field did not have a trace of nervousness and trembling, and quietly pointed out some flaws in Vera's movements just now.

After speaking, he also took out the longbow that Kordak had given him, opened his bow and arrows, and three arrows came out in response.

But just as Vera lamented that her father was no longer what she had been, Field drew three arrows again with lightning in both hands. Although the time of the six arrows was half a second, they scattered in all directions, each of which found its own target as if it were spiritual, and they shot through the heads of six orcs at the same time.

Seeing Field perform such a strong archery skill, everyone couldn't help but let out an exclamation, and Kordak took this opportunity to make a big slap, seeing that posture, he wanted to worship Field as a teacher on the spot.

"Girl, your dad hasn't wasted his archery skills in the past few years, has he?" said Field.

"Mr. Field and Miss Vera's archery skills are truly amazing, and it seems that this commission has not been in vain. Fars exclaimed, and began to chant about the magic.

Two seconds later, a cloud of dark green gas fell from the sky and landed in the orc ranks, and the two dozen orcs who were surrounded fell to the ground on the spot, foaming at the mouth

Convulsions, and after a while there was no movement.

The fifth-level spell is a spell, the Death Cloud Technique. It can be said to be the most damaging area damage spell among the five-level spells.

"No!" Modric cried out in horror, he was stunned when he was wounded in the thigh by Vera's arrow at the beginning, and he fell to the ground.

No, this was completely different from what he had originally envisioned, he had thought that with his courage and a large number of companions, he could easily break through the defenses of this human team and tear them to pieces.

But the first wave of attacks from the human team ruthlessly shattered his illusions, not only was he shot down at the beginning, but several of his companions died directly under this round of projectiles.

A few minutes earlier, they had been talking excitedly to themselves about power, about how they would be feared by the tribe when they were honored. But they died, and before they could even see what the enemy looked like, they lost their lives completely.

If the first two throws shattered his illusions and returned to a ruthless reality, the next Death Cloud sent him straight from reality to hell. More than two dozen companions died in an instant, they were so strong, so energetic, and followed their fearless charge, but they could no longer move in the blink of an eye. All this because of your own impulses?

Just when Mordric felt guilty and frightened, the orc captain finally arrived, grabbed his son who was lying on the ground, and shouted, "Stand up!"