Fight with the sky, fight with the earth, fight with people, all rely on one body plus nine chasing sixteen.

When I came, I walked the dog, and when I came back, I had to hide.

The chief of the guard suddenly realized that he didn't really know much about the Black Iron Dwarf race.

You say that if you win, you will win, as soon as the loot is grabbed, the prisoners are tied, the fire is released, and the people are withdrawn, the battle is over.

No, not the Black Iron Dwarves.

Sleeping during the day at the bonfire party for several days in a row, playing cards and drinking can be drunk, but not returning to the melting pot.

Brother Black, no, Uncle Black, you are my uncle, okay! Tens of thousands of troops, even if your black iron dwarves are smaller than humans and eat less than humans, that is the cost of tens of thousands of troops!

The head of the guard couldn't help but feel a little upset when he saw that the way back was blocked by the black iron dwarf.

Tomorrow is the appointed day, no matter Natalie. Selene didn't find what she was looking for, the employment contracts were due on time, she wanted to return to the Seryin outpost with the team, and she could go back the way she came, or if she had other ideas, it didn't matter, since she played the role of a mercenary group, she naturally acted according to the rules of mercenaries.

However, the orcs also fled into the sea of ashes, which made the chief of the guard a little worried.

Although he understood that the orcs who fled in a hurry had no food, no water, and no tools and materials, and it was almost impossible to survive in the Sea of Ashes, and even to escape back to the Burning Plains around the Sea of Ashes was a daydream, there was still a trace of uneasiness in his heart.

After completing the observation mission, only two groups of people were left on the periphery to continue the observation, and the majority of the troops withdrew to the initial receiving camp outside the Ashes Waiwai to rest.

"Is there a connection over there?"

Answering the camp, the chief of the guard asked while resting.

"I came back on the third and sixth days to replenish supplies and water, but I don't think they will come back today, the contract is for ten days, and the priestess should hold out until tomorrow."

The person in charge of answering recalls and tells his boss about the situation.

"Hmm."

The head of the guard nodded ambiguously, lost in thought.

Just like Natalie's expeditions, exploring an area before it runs out of supplies, then coming back to resupply and exploring another area, depending on how well she travels and the supplies she carries. The same is true of the entire team led by the chief of the guard.

From the moment they left the Seyin outpost, the supplies carried by the team were being consumed little by little, and every day, the team needed to hunt, fetch water, try to eat on the spot, and reduce consumption, otherwise even if your backpack was full of food and water, it wouldn't last long.

The orcs and the black iron dwarves fished in the troubled waters before the war, so that the team hoarded a small batch of supplies, but they couldn't hold so many mouths to eat together.

Whether to wait a little longer, wait until the Black Iron Dwarves have gone crazy and have had enough, and go back to the melting pot and return the same way, or go south and detour, the chief of the guard hesitated.

Waiting for the army of the Black Iron Dwarves to evacuate and return the same way, then there is only a surplus of two days of material supplies, which means that if you can't make up your mind in two days, the whole team will starve.

The journey to the south is at least three times longer than the return route, but the Severin Sentry has set up observation posts throughout the Scorching Canyon and built a lot of secret warehouses for supplies, as long as you are willing to spend money, you can buy supplies, the relationship is in place, and the price is discounted......

Returning the same way, you need to pass through the Black Iron Legion's deployment area, it is too dangerous, you must wait for the Black Iron Dwarves to withdraw, although it is much safer to go south to detour, but three times the journey, how to rush will also take two and a half times the time, which makes the guard chief afraid of missing important news.

Chewing on the stalks of hay that he didn't know where he had come from, the chief of the guard was calculating the benefits and losses in his heart.

Anyway, we have to wait a day, and the chief guard still has time to think slowly.

The whole camp was filled with a sense of ease and laziness after the mission was completed.

Just as people who have never been to Long Island always imagine the snow on Long Island, people who have never been to Norway fantasize about the Norwegian forests, and people who have not been to the scorching canyons deserve to starve to death.

Beneath the surface of barrenness, the real scorching canyon is not dead.

In the afternoon, the idle soldiers ran out to hunt, and brought back two sand lizards and a hook-tailed scorpion, and a number of sand worms of different sizes.

Although these things may seem difficult to eat, they don't taste so bad when they are skinned, shelled, and cleaned of the internal venvenous glands.

The location of the camp was well chosen, and there was no need to worry about the smoke of the campfire barbecue being noticed, so when the sky darkened, the steaming meat the size of a fist per person always warmed people's hearts.

Eating, drinking, playing and laughing, except for the guy in charge of the sentry is a little bitter, the soldiers who have worked hard for a long time enjoy a rare comfort.

Until......

"There's movement of 500 meters ahead!"

The sentinels sounded the alarm, and the cosy dinner time was over.

Three or two mouthfuls stuffed food into their stomachs, put on armor as quickly as possible, and wound up their swords, forks, waists, bows, and crossbows, and everyone found a hidden position to observe the situation.

"A bunny bunny!"

The chief guard looked back, couldn't help but curse, then got up from the ground, hunched over a few steps, jumped to the campfire to extinguish the fire with sand, extinguished the bright flames to the dark red charcoal, and then turned back to prostrate, ready to deal with emergencies.

It was already dark, and even if you used a telescope to observe, you could only vaguely see a dark figure staggering closer.

"Not quite right, go and see how it is going to be done by two people."

The chief guard raised his gaze and observed the possible ambush of the enemy in the distance, but found nothing out of the ordinary.

On guard, the attacking soldiers carried the shadow back.

"Oh my God, what is this!"

Burnt and sparse hair, withered and aging body, chapped and muted skin, dim pupils, the power of the shadows robbed him of life, only the vaguely discernible outline of his face showed that the creature had once been human.

"Chief Guard, nameplate!"

Just as everyone was watching the dry corpse that was still panting, the sharp-eyed guy noticed what it was holding in its hand.

"Holy Light, he's Marek! Something happened to the expedition! ”

The person who came was to accompany Natalie. One of the members of Céline's entry into the Sea of Ashes.

However, the once handsome guy is only the last human form left at this moment, his lips are closed one by one, as if he wants to say something, but he can't say anything.

for his vocal cords, tongue, and lips were rotten.

The sudden change made the originally relaxed atmosphere solemn.

In Hilbride, the chief of the guard had seen many humans tormented by the Warlock's spells, almost exactly the same as the soldiers in front of him.

Life drain.

A warlock used life absorption on him, absorbing his life force to nourish himself.

"It's an orc fleeing."

"Those man-eating animals!"

Everyone was talking nonsense.

Markray opened his mouth to say something, but he couldn't, unusually anxious. The long journey made his body, which was already close to collapse, even more vulnerable. Finally, with the last of his strength, he threw the nameplate at the chief of the guard, and with his fingers he put two bars on the ground, and then swallowed his last breath.

"What do you mean?"

"I don't understand, blame us for not being able to save him?"

"Don't talk nonsense, Makelay is a good fellow."

The captain of the guard thought for a moment, and his heart was touched.

"There are two more alive! Four people, not five, and two more alive. He's here for help! Call for help for your comrades. (To be continued.) )