The remnants of the orcs ran for their lives, and thanks to the lionman's last self-sacrifice, this group of remnants of the rangers got the opportunity to escape, no orc, whether it was intact, disabled, sick, healthy, or all of them did their best, and they really only hated their parents for giving them two legs less, and it could really be regarded as a rumor. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

But after all, it is in the desert, and the noon sun is round and big, although their ancestors have lived in the desert for many years, there are still a considerable number of orcs who pass out from the sun, but these poor insects can't get the slightest help, after all, even the people who are spared are sweating profusely and are no different from just being fished out of the water, where is there the strength of the empty space to take care of your affairs, and this situation has also directly caused the strength of the already low combat effectiveness of the orc troops to be greatly reduced.

Suddenly, just when the orcs were desperate, a green desert oasis appeared in front of their eyes, and the one who ran in front rubbed his eyes vigorously, and the long-term vigorous exercise and lack of water made him lose the ability to judge the mirage, but although his heart was full of doubts, his body still subconsciously ran towards the oasis, and gradually as the distance continued to shrink, he could only feel the cool breeze and the faint fragrance of plants.

"Water!" he snorted as he tore at his dry throat that could not squeeze out a single drop of water, and although it was not loud, it was enough for the people around him to hear it clearly, and hope swept through the audience like a contagious disease, and every orc was eager to plunge into the pool and have a good drink.

But there are still some delicate people, who endure the unimaginable thirst of ordinary people and carefully look at the wind and grass around them, but in the end they find no trace of human beings, could it be that these shrewd animals have become stupid and happy? The answer is, of course, no, so why would they let go of such a good opportunity? That is probably only known to human beings.

Of course, those heartless fellows were drinking the sweet water of the oasis at this time, turning their shriveled stomachs and drinking round, looking like pregnant women with bad babies, and some people seemed to have long forgotten about the defeat, and they found that this was an oasis, a forest with no end in sight! The river water here is clearer than juice and sweeter, the water is also used in front of the fat healing and delicious shrimp, and there are all kinds of delicious fruits hanging high on the trees that don't know the name, everything here is many times better than the most beautiful imperial capital, with this land, who cares about the small cracks of the human race, this fat forest will be the beginning of the rise of the orc race, here will be the future imperial capital, and they will be the creators of this new imperial capital!

Naturally, these fools, blinded by their interests, would not have thought of why a forest had suddenly sprung up in this almost endless desert ash that no one had ever seen or heard of, why this forest did not grow anywhere else and had to grow in their path, and that people with a little wisdom would have a lot of logical and rather meticulous questions, but they did not find it.

What a stupid orc, all orcs are a bunch of stupid guys!

Wrong, someone realized this person, no, this orc is the first strategist under the original Beamon Giant Beast General, Meng Jin, this Beamon Giant Beast If he is according to the aesthetics of the Beamon Giant Beast, then he can be regarded as ugly, his originally not strong body is even more thin among the many Beamon Monsters, plus his left foot is a little sloping, he seems to be limping when he walks, and his slender white hand stretched out from the cloak always makes people feel uncomfortable when they look at it.

Despite the panic of fleeing, his cloak was never dropped, the troops should say that it was taken off, no matter how big the sun was, they didn't see him put down the hood on his head, his panting voice was small and almost inaudible, and it looked sick, and not many people knew about his life experience, only that this Beamon giant beast general took him with him at all times, so although the general died, they still subconsciously took him.

"It's not good! it's a deception!" he took a sip of water, and then said in surprise as if he had tasted it gently, and then he hurriedly said to the Beamon beast beside him: "Shut up! Stop it!

And beside him, the Bemeng giant beast snorted coldly and said: "Hmph! You little deflated three, don't stop Lao Tzu, Lao Tzu tells you, your backer doesn't know where he died for a long time, if you bother Lao Tzu again, be careful that I tear you alive!" After speaking, he had a whole cow to drink, and it was not good to drink.

"You...... You ......" Meng Jin's words trembled, pointing at him and he couldn't speak for a while, and the Beamon centurion wearing a cloak on the side walked to Meng Jin's side, he was a close confidant of the general before his death, and the general took good care of him when he was still alive, so how could he stand the general being insulted, he threw down the water bottle in his hand, and snorted coldly This went to the side of the Beamon giant beast who was drinking and then punched him in the head, directly knocking him into the sand, the Beamon giant beast was naturally furious, and when he was about to turn around and fight back, he found that it was a centurion who was not much more powerful than himself。

"If I hear you insult the General again, I'll pull out your tongue!" said the centurion, waving his fist viciously.

Meng Jin hurriedly said to the centurion as if he had grasped a life-saving straw: "Tell them not to drink it, this water is poisonous, and if you drink less, it will not be able to play a role, and if you drink too much, there will be a big disaster! There must be an enemy ambush here!"

This made the centurion a little embarrassed, although he said that he was a giant beast or a centurion, but among the millions of people, there were not thousands of people of his own level, and there were eight hundred, what right did he have to command others, and Meng Jin naturally saw the centurion's worries, although he was a little helpless, he still said: "Otherwise, you hurry up and gather the troops you can gather, our troops are divided into two ways, I will lead people to sweep the neighboring villages and towns, disrupt the enemy's position, you take people to report quickly, quickly!"

I still believe in the centurion of Meng Jin, after all, Meng Jin has led them to win many battles, and most of his plans have been realized, so this time the centurion chose to believe him.

"Okay!" the centurion nodded and asked Meng Jin to calm down, and he called his troops, hundreds of Beamon beasts divided into hundreds of teams, called those stragglers or vengeful orcs, and after a while, more than tens of thousands of people were gathered, and Meng Jin said to the centurion: "In this way, you lead thirty Beamon beasts to our cities overnight to tell them to prepare for defense, and the rest of the people will be led by me to cause trouble to the enemy to delay time for you." ”

Then Meng Jin told him to bring a lot of fruits, but the river did not even let them touch the light, so thirty-one Beamon beasts embarked on a journey of escape again, and Meng Jin was not idle, he led tens of thousands of orc head soldiers to divide into five roads, towards the village of Leng is swoop, and Meng Jin just walked for less than half an hour, a great change happened.

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