The Windy Orc army is finally coming. [Ran^Text^Library] [ ] It's not too late, it's exactly the expected January 20th.

Night falls.

At the beginning, it was the orc pathfinder team that entered Liptiton City, and the number was not large, and they were scattered into a small group of more than ten people. Their so-called "scouts" are all half a bucket of water, and there is no caution at all. This kind of habit formation is not something that can be changed in an instant.

This was the case with the Orcs in the Gale Empire, whether they were hunting or fighting between races, they liked the "True Warrior" mode, above board, with the purest strength as the judgment of winning or losing. Generally, before the start of the fight, they will call their totem gods to bless me twice, such as "the minotaur god bless me" and "the great dwarf king gives me strength", and even more exaggeratedly like the fishermen, they have to raise a bonfire and dance a dance when they start a war.

Since the Great Eastern Crusade of the Twelve Tribes, the orcs can be described as invincible, and in the face of the "sheep" in the extreme east, where do they still need to use their brains, rushing up with a mace and it will be over. The pathfinder swaggered into the city of Lyttiton and found that it had long been a ruined and dead city.

"Hmph. Timid Far Eastern sheep. When they saw our army, they had already fled with their tails between their legs. ”

"Are you wrong? How can they have tails? ”

"Let's take a look, the front troops are going to spend the night here tonight."

"Hmph, their patriarch is in trouble, why do you have to live here, just sleep on the ground?"

A small group of pathfinders began to search around, and instead of civilians, they wanted to encounter a large pile of delicious food. But they did not know that in all corners, quietly, secretly, many pairs of greedy eyes were revealed.

The night in Lattaton City seemed particularly quiet, and suddenly a scream pierced the sky.

"Ahh

Hearing this, the pathfinders immediately ran, brandishing their maces: "Who? Who attacked? ”

"Don't run away, it's not from us fishermen. It seems to be the cry of the Minotaur. ”

On a stretch of the street, at the crossroads, a dark hole appeared in the middle.

"Hey, cousin? Oh my God, whoever dug such a deep hole here, there are echoes. Before the beast soldier could finish speaking, another beast soldier beside him fell.

"Again, this is the main road. How did it get so many holes. It can't be used to catch beasts, right? No matter what, let's prepare torches and ropes first, and find a way to get them up. ”

The nervous orcs all nodded, but when they had the tools to save them, they realized that it was too late. These holes are only about a meter wide, but they are seven or eight meters deep. The bottom of the cave was filled with iron sticks, sharp weapons, and spikes. It's full of flesh and blood. Next to the entrance of the cave, the corpses of several orc soldiers were discarded. The blood on their bodies was still warm, but the corpses all had one thing in common, that is, the human head was missing.

"There's a demon eating people's heads!"

The orcs were shocked, and the orcs of the Minotaur clans beat their chests and cried and worshiped to the sky. The fishermen silently lit the bonfire and began to dance. When a round of rituals came, they immediately turned around and went back to report to the patriarch. The news of "demons eating human heads" also spread instantly, and the beast soldiers were all shocked.

However, the patriarch, the commander of ten thousand, the commander of a thousand and other high-ranking officials are still somewhat sensible, and they are not so easy to deceive. They were furious: "Go back and find out." We have the majesty of the Gale Emperor, where will we provoke demons. It must have been a cunning enemy who killed our patriarch. Go, and if you see the enemy, kill me all. Not a single one is left. ”

"Yes, sir. But why does the enemy cut off our heads? ”

"How do I know? But if the enemy dares to cut off the heads of our people, we will do the same to them. If you catch the enemy, you will cut off all of them. ”

"Yes, sir."

A "head-harvesting competition" quietly sprouted. Pathfinders roam and search in order to find hidden enemies. But the more they searched, the more they realized that something was wrong, and the more the orcs died. Originally, it was fine during the day, but at night, it seemed to be targeted by a group of wild beasts.

You can't walk at the crossing, because there must have been a lot of deep pits dug there. You can't drink any wine you find in the tavern, as you will foam at the mouth and fall to the ground after two sips. You can't drink the well water, because you will also be dizzy, and you will suddenly be stabbed in the back.

If you see two or three civilians shouting, you must not be able to chase them, because if you run and run, you will come to a dead end, and either the wall will suddenly collapse, or hundreds of people holding kitchen knives will pour out. And they are very strange, either they wear the same hats, or their arms are tied with armbands of different colors. Some are uniformly masked, while others are uniformly tied with two belts. It seems to be very tightly organized.

The Pathfinders were terrified and frightened, they couldn't imagine that these elusive creatures would dare to sneak up on the great beasts. It was sunset the next day, and the orcs had finally caught a few enemies.

"My lord, we have finally caught the enemy."

"What about people? How are there only a few heads. ”

"Didn't you tell us to cut off their heads? I hacked to death. ”

"You piece of shit. If you die like this, how can we find out the news. I can't cut it. ”

At this time, the captain of the Giant Clan sent a message to Lux: "You are all a bunch of waste. Let's go up to the giants. The saint is about to reach it, and this little thing cannot be done. Hum. The fishermen, though unconvinced, had to give up their seats.

This time, Rookes no longer sent so many pathfinders to play, he directly sent nearly 20,000 Giant Clan soldiers to occupy the entire city of Lytidon strongly. During the sweep, a number of civilians who attempted to sneak up on them were also killed.

Rookes swaggered and said with a smile: "Look, the enemy of the other side cannot be soft." Now let's see who dares to stop the pace of our Gale Army. Just as he was celebrating with brandy or local wine, a message quietly circulated among the mercenaries: "The fishermen have withdrawn, this time it is not fifty gold coins." This big man is two hundred gold coins. Kill one to make a big profit, kill two and make a fortune. ”

The mercenaries had just been driven away and began to swarm again. From above, the Giants and other orcs were living in Lytidon, but the city was already surrounded by greedy mercenaries. They polished their weapons, were in good spirits, and in groups, in thousands, slowly touched the center of the city. When I saw a tall giant, I almost drooled on the spot. A head is two hundred gold coins, which is more than the income of a family in a year, and if you kill two or three, or even ten or eight, do you still need to worry?

The so-called "there must be a brave man under the heavy reward", Yi Zhengqi has given full play to this sentence. And the wisdom of the mercenaries also exploded in a short period of time, they were omnipotent. Even the usually timid and crying women grabbed kitchen knives and planned to follow to get a piece of the pie.

They use a lot of methods, specifically picking out lonely, patrolling orcs. And the most common occurrence of the case is "going to the toilet in the middle of the night", there are at least seven or eight groups of mercenaries squatting next to the toilet, and everyone is still a little moral at the beginning: "As soon as he takes off his pants, we will go up." Later, the mercenaries who didn't grab it were in a hurry, as soon as they saw that they were left alone, they left the team, and the beast soldiers just touched their pants with both hands, and with a bang, they pounced out hundreds of mercenaries.

This frightened the orc soldier peed his pants on the spot, and immediately turned around and ran. "It's horrible. Urine later. Pee at the camp gate! This series of connections arose, and the next day the captain woke up to find that the door was full of places where he could not stay.

Captain Ruxwan could not tolerate such a thing: "These bastards are so hateful. They did not dare to engage us head-on. Specializes in sneak attacks. Fishermen, Minotaurs, we can't allow this to happen again. ”

So, the next day, the captains of the three races led the army to start the clean-up operation. For this reason, after staying in the city of Lipitun, the Holy Maiden of the Gale also specially praised the bravery and positivity of the three races. The results of the day's hunt were still there, and they also captured the captives and coerced them in beast language. After a day of tossing and turning, I finally realized that there was a guy who was offering a bounty on the orc's head.

Rookes was furious: "How dare you be rude to us orcs. Chop them all for me into pate. and hung their heads above the head of the city. ”

If he had done this a month ago, or even half a month ago, he would have been able to deter many people, but now it has no effect. Such a move only aroused the hatred of the mercenaries, and the mercenaries began to gather again after being driven away. And there are more and more of them, and they seem to have reached a consensus: "There is a treasure in Litidon City, and it has come all the way, can it go back empty-handed?" No way. ”

It was quiet for less than a day, and the beast soldiers who continued to explore the path in front fled in a hurry. This time, it finally alarmed Antares of the Gale Holy Maiden.

"There are some Diao people in front who are trying to resist. We need a little bit of time to clean them up. Wait, Holy Maiden. ”

Under the leadership of Rux, the giants, fishermen, minotaurs, and dwarves all began to move. They charged several times, scaring the mercenaries far away and running away. But within two hours, they were slowly gathering again. It's like a gummy candy, you can't shake it off, and it's particularly annoying to stick to.

"These untouchables, who don't fight us, want to harass and run away. What do they want to do? Dog skin plaster! Hum! ”

In terms of combat ability, this group of mercenaries is far from comparable, but they can't beat it, but they are first-class when they run. Especially led by the local civilians of Lytidon City, hiding in that hill and that dense forest. The orcs chased after each other, chasing a group of mercenaries to a river that was not too big or small, "Hey, where are you going?" ”

Suddenly, several small boats rowed out of the dense reeds on the shore, picked up the mercenaries into the boat, and rowed away with a wobble of them. In the evening, the mercenaries appeared again.

"Hehe, you're getting rich again."

"Congratulations, congratulations. I heard you got two heads in the morning. ”

"Tongxi. Neither are you, it's all five heads. ”

"Hey, my two are from the Fisherman Clan, and it's only fifty gold coins. Bad luck. Tonight we'll go for a walk to the east. ”

"Okay."

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