While the cavalry of the Church of Light was still gathering, King Ferrante led Solan's Third and Fourth Legions to set out, and the 40,000 reinforcements of the Governor of Danghailand Province had three days to reach Morse City.

A black crow swept over Morse's head, and with a hoarse chirp, landed on Brandy's shoulder.

There were not many corpses on the city, the few blood solidified and blackened, and the spears and swords fell to the ground, stacked horizontally and vertically.

The badly worn wooden cane was in a small pit, splashing a lot of viscous green liquid.

Brandi walked to the edge, and the soles of his boots were also stained with a lot of green.

In the city, the orcs clearly summarized various weapons, carefully picked up the fish oil that had not exploded, and looked for the human soldiers who had not yet died.

Sturdy figures kept carrying the bodies to the other side of the city, throwing them into the pit where they were being dug.

These human corpses are difficult to lift directly, because with the slightest exertion, the fragile bones will crack like rotten wood, and the cheese-like flesh will melt into a pool of green liquid.

Even the ferocious tigermen and lion people could hardly resist such a disgusting scene.

They couldn't believe that four days ago, these humans, who were also armed with weapons and fought them to the death in the city, had turned into minced meat that would scatter at the touch of a button.

Many orcs looked back at the city with some fear, and the figure in animal skin also looked at them, like the evil spirits of hell.

When the army set out from the south, many orc soldiers at the bottom knew that there was a human accompanying them at the top, but it was the duty of the soldiers to obey orders, and some suspicion and dissatisfaction were suppressed by the generals.

Until now, there are countless orcs walking into the city at the city gate, the pungent smell, the rotting corpses, and the pus all over the ground, even the evil wolves under the wolf cavalry seat are a little discouraged for a while.

Four days ago, on the night of the night, potions mixed with fish oil were thrown into the city by the Butterfly Man.

Under Brandi's arrangement, countless butterflies took advantage of the darkness to bypass Morse City from both sides and launched an attack on the side close to the North Continent.

The heat wave from the explosion caused the potion to spread more quickly, blocking the retreat of the human soldiers in the city.

As the day dawned and the orcs retreated, Brandi had stood from a distance and watched, when the sky over Morse City was pale green and silent.

Brandi stood at the head of the city and watched the tragedy in the city, at the humans who had the same blood as himself, at their incredible but helpless faces.

A whole 100,000 people were poisoned here overnight, becoming wisps of unwilling souls.

For a moment, his hand holding the wooden staff loosened, but then he tightened his grip, inhaled a pungent smell, and said without tilting his head:

"The corpse must be disposed of, although the potion is ineffective, the plague still needs to be guarded against. ”

The nezumi mage standing beside him nodded: "Don't worry, Lord Commander, the pit is already being dug, and it will be burned with fire then." ”

"Hmm. ”

The sun had begun to set in the west, and a thin mist enveloped Morse again, and Brandi looked up, as if he could see countless souls roaring in the mist, cursing that he was actually a human.

But there was only coldness in his eyes, not fear.

A large ship sailed out of the sea fog, and the Jackdaw, flying the storm flag, dodged a reef and stopped on the surface of the sea only a day's journey from the land bridge.

The sailors were very strange about the captain's orders, but no one asked.

In the bilge, the wet Soul Gathering Coffin trembled slightly, absorbing the 100,000 souls floating from Morse City.

On the deck, Die'er took off her usual light blue robe and put on a light leather armor, staring in the direction of Morse City.

Brandi...... Have you finally started?"

In the mist, Brandy, who was about to walk down the city, stopped, and suddenly looked into the distance, and he suddenly felt a familiar feeling in that direction.

......

......

The orc army took Morse City and then stationed there, and after a fire, it took away the last vestiges of the 100,000 human legions.

The casualties of 400,000 orcs were equally tragic, nearly 30 reckless frenzied sieges, and nearly 60,000 orcs died in battle.

But for a city of 100,000 people garrisoned, this is already a great victory.

There was plenty of food and grass in the city, but because it was contaminated with potions, Brandi decided to burn it, no matter what the nezumi mage explained.

Three days later, the Governor of the Province of Hailan arrived with 50,000 reinforcements, and what awaited him was the orc heavy cavalry on the plains.

Although it is impossible for the dwarves to craft every pair of armor due to the quantity, it is not an ordinary craft after all.

Hundreds of years ago, the orcs repelled the human alliance with their flesh and blood, and hundreds of years later, the orcs put on armor.

The elephant cavalry of the Big Mac was small in number, but when they rushed into battle, they were still in a no-man's land, and the vanguard of 50,000 reinforcements was like an egg hitting a stone, and it collapsed at the touch of a button.

The butcher's knife of the wolf cavalry, the arrowhead of the deerman, the bravery of the tiger man, the ferocity of the lion man, the planning of the fox man, and the scout of the cat man and the butterfly man.

The thirteen orcs have shown what it means to do their best in front of humans.

The human reinforcements were defeated, the Heland Commander was killed, and the orc army took advantage of the high morale, and the second batch of grain and grass arrived at Morse, with Morse City as the hub, and began to set foot on the land of the North Continent.

Along the way, whether it was the newly formed new army or the battle-hardened army of the North Continent, no one could be the enemy of the orc army for a while.

In half a month, the orc advance army has captured most of the land of Hailan Province, and this is because the church cavalry has been desperately blocking it.

Compared to the Solan Empire and Kaiadir, the military strength of the Southern United Kingdom is indeed weak.

The war has entered a white-hot phase at the beginning, and the orc side never drags mud and water, and only has a knife and charge in their eyes.

The hoofs of the beasts scorched the earth, countless villages and towns were sacked, women became the capital of ostentatious exploits, children were exiled to the wilderness to fend for themselves, and men fell in pools of blood.

Raiding was an adjunct to war, and even Ferrante did not dare to say that his soldiers had not done such a thing during the attack on Honoris.

It's just that it used to be human-to-human, and now it's orc-to-human.

The difference in race makes the orc side have no innocent word at all, and sparing the child is already their greatest mercy.

And all this, Brandy, who is in Morse City, knows all this, but he has never ordered to stop it.

When Ferrante led the legion to the border, Dunn, the deputy speaker of the United Kingdom of the South, personally led his troops to the front line, which stopped the orc offensive.

But at this time, the province of Hailan was almost occupied by the orcs, and most of the province of Mies of the Solan Empire was also plundered, and the second batch of 500,000 elites of the orcs had rushed to Morse City.

Like an arrow feather, the orc army plunged into the border between the Solan Empire and the United Kingdom, and then began to spread in both directions.

Inside Morse City, Brandi looked at the map on the wall and was silent.

The orc staff behind him did not dare to speak, the human leader was convinced by the arrangement of the war, as well as the familiarity and use of the terrain, and even the actions of the human alliance were also expected.

They certainly didn't know that Brandi had been waiting for this day for nearly twenty years.

"Report Commander-in-Chief, United Kingdom Fronts. ”

Say. Brandi didn't look back, still looking at the map.

"When the United Kingdom front was blocked, a cardinal of the Church of Light of Humanity committed suicide in a front-line camp, and we suffered heavy losses. ”

Brandi turned around, his brow furrowed, "And now?"

"The bishop is dead, along with the six shamans of the vanguard, and most of the grain and grass have been burned. ”

"The Solan Empire to the north is still in a stalemate?"

"Yes, the Solan Empire is holding its ground, and we can't advance for a while, but they don't seem to want to counterattack either......"

Brandi squinted and turned his head to look at the map.

"Open the city gate, let the second batch of troops support the eastern front with grain and grass, half a month, half a month for me to attack Hailan Province, in addition, let the western front attack the Solan Empire, regardless of losses!"

"Yes!"

The orc soldiers ran out, and at this time, a fox staff member spoke: "Commander, do you mean that the Solan Empire wants to hold us back, and then the main force will make a detour to support the United Kingdom?"

"I know them too well, it's just a little trick......"

Brandi shook his head and walked out of the room, watching the orcs coming and going in the city, and walking towards another room not far away.

Inside the room, several orc magicians dressed in black robes with mysterious one-eyed embroidered necklines were studying something on the Monster scroll.

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