The five hundred Guards needless to mention, in addition, Roy recruited seven professional mercenaries, and after the news of the Black Dragon spread, a large group of adventurers and rangers joined the young nobles, allowing Roy's army to regain a thousand men.

And just recently, in the name of the earl, the young nobleman collected a large number of ordnance in Kaki to supplement his consumption.

Although the bed crossbow was destroyed and the archmage Anthony was gone, Roy's team was still strong.

According to reliable intelligence analysis, there are less than 300 people in the Stone Crow tribe under the command of Black Dragon, and there are very few real warriors, only about 50 people are left after the continuous grinding of the war, and most of the rest are women and children.

These female orcs rely on their strength and physique, and may be okay to raid ordinary travelers in peacetime, but when it comes to frontal combat, they are by no means opponents of regular armies.

No matter what, Roy Brando will not allow the black dragon to get away like this, the five-colored dragon is all extremely vindictive, and the evil species that will take revenge is imminent, if you give it a chance to breathe and let it regather its strength, it will not only harm itself in the future, I am afraid that the entire Brandor family will live under this cloud.

After a few days of recuperation since the last defeat, his men have been replenished and he has regained his combat ability and is ready to fight.

But in this ambush, no mercenaries and adventurers participated.

Roy feared that the untrained fellows would not be able to do the job, so he left the rabble in the River Valley camp and left the entire ambush to his guards.

It was Catus who took command, and with a single gesture, the soldiers immediately divided into five teams and entered the ambush from different directions without any other communication.

The soldiers showed their tactical qualities, and soon everyone was quietly in place and waiting.

They covered their bodies with a cloak woven of blades of grass, which, although crudely made and ugly, was obviously an inferior product, but it could play a hidden role in visual effects, and was crucial in an ambush.

Only when everyone was in place did Catus carefully push aside the bushes and watch the path from a high vantage point.

- Come on.

In a short time, a large and irregular block of shadow swept over the woodland, and where chickens and dogs jumped, Catus cautiously raised his head and peeked into its shadow through the shade.

The first thing that catches the eye is a large black scale that spreads all the way to the long tail, an inverted triangle with huge membranous wings that are far wider than the other dragons, tangled with powerful muscles, and the air flow rumbles across the surface of the wings.

The black dragon hovered overhead.

It's scouting.

Catus's forehead gradually oozed sweat, and his heart beat faster, which made these elite soldiers so nervous, which showed the great pressure that the black dragon brought to them.

The commander slowly and lightly stretched his hand behind his back, spread his five fingers, and signaled the soldiers not to act rashly, without the caster and the bed crossbow, it would be difficult for them to cause damage to the black dragon at the first time, it is better to wait for the orcs to arrive, and use the hand crossbow to strangle the orcs from a distance, first hit the black dragon's dependents by surprise, and then turn around to deal with the deity.

Just as he didn't notice, Catus forced himself not to peep at the giant dragon, but instead stared at the end of the path, motionless like a stone sculpture, completely silent.

Two minutes later, the orc's figure gradually came into view.

At the head were the strong, heavily armoured orc warriors who looked around, apparently guarding the way, and behind these armed orcs were a swarm of female orcs.

And their spellcasters walked in the middle with those immature and weak young children.

The orcs weren't slow, and the blurred figure in their line of sight quickly became clear within minutes.

"These orcs are not transferred in batches, which is good. This maximizes the lethality of the crossbow and arrow, and it would be great if you could catch them all. Catus thought.

As he thought, the black dragon had turned around and landed slowly in the distance, stopping the orc tribe, and Catus saw the orc's lips open and close, as if talking to the black dragon or something.

Has it been discovered?

The temporary commander's heart trembled, cold sweat flowed down his neck and into his armor, and the black dragon behaved differently!

However, he believed in the military qualities of his compatriots, and hid in the dense bushes, spraying the smell of the Northern Expedition with medicinal powder, even if the animals walked by, they might not be able to spot them.

Catus hesitated.

The distance is a bit far, and they obviously don't have more to gain than they can do now, they need to charge nearly two hundred meters to get the orcs into the range of the crossbow and arrow, even if their physique is much stronger than that of ordinary people, but in a fully armed state, it will take at least eighteen seconds.

This may seem like a short time, but it's enough for the orcs and the black dragon to react.

After thinking about it, Catus decided to wait a little longer and let the other party over as much as possible, so that he couldn't do it again.

Thankfully, the black dragon flapped its wings again and flew into the sky after just a few words, and the orc tribe began to move again, their conversation seemingly unrelated.

The interim commander breathed a sigh of relief.

Closer, closer.

The more he slows down, the more calm he becomes, the more impatient he becomes, and he has to keep his distance and kill as much as he can when he has enough space.

Fifty meters.

Thirty meters.

Ten meters.

Catus's right hand behind him slowly clenched into a fist, signaling the soldiers to prepare for the attack, and everyone lifted their breaths and tightened their bows.

However, it was at this very moment, just before Catus was about to give the order to do it.

The black dragon, which had been hovering in the air at a high altitude and seemed to be unaware of the ambush circle, suddenly moved, it quickly adjusted its body, shifted its center of gravity and headed downward, and swooped in an instant, skimming over a vertical height of more than fifty meters in two seconds, reaching a dangerous distance.

Immediately after, Caesar Ortorenzo took a deep breath.

Flame!

With the roar of the dragon, a violent current of fire swept across the land, sweeping through all the places where the soldiers were hiding in ambush, and the entire river forest was set on fire.

They were discovered!

The black dragon's flames were not only breathing, but also a clarion call to attack, and when the heavily armored orc warriors saw this, they quickly roared and charged under the leadership of their commander Garr, blocking every soldier who had managed to escape from the flames.

"Array, fight!"

In the skyrocketing firelight, Catus hoarsely screamed with all his might, trying to stabilize the battle array, but the effect was worrying, completely masked by the roar of the black dragon and the roar of the orcs.