More than 300 knights, who were completely enraged by Sun Dashuai's actions, led a thousand cavalry subordinate to him, and chased after him like angry bulls. The sound of hurried footsteps gradually faded away, and soon their figures disappeared behind the hills like Sun Dashuai's back.

"It's not good, Your Excellency Yan Yong, call them back!"

In a trance, Tan Hammer suddenly exclaimed as he watched the knights' disappearing backs, and he hurriedly rode his horse to Yan Yong's side, "Don't chase anymore, those orcs are scheming, there may be an ambush ahead!"

Although he disliked these self-righteous kind, especially nobles like Di Meng and Yan Yong, as a dark clan alliance, he could never watch his companions die.

"What are you talking nonsense about? General Tanhammer, have you been scared mad by those damn orcs?"

The enraged Earl Yan Yong pointed to several corpses on the hillside and shouted angrily, "Do you want me to look at that damn monkey and kill my people in front of me again, and then swagger away?"

As one of the candidates for the successor of Blood Hell City, Yan Yong would not mourn or be angry at the death of several of his men, he was angry at the humiliation of the noble him by Sun Dashuai's actions, and it was the humiliation of Chi Guoguo.

"Don't let anger blind you, don't you think that little orc is very weird to appear, there must be some conspiracy, just like yesterday!" Tan Hammer tried hard to convince Yan Yong with his eloquence, which he was not good at.

But he is straightforward and fast-talking, and he is obviously not good at eloquence. Mentioning this matter again undoubtedly touched the sore spot in the hearts of many dark nobles, and Count Dimont, who felt humiliated next to him, also shouted angrily at Tan Hammer.

"Conspiracy? Can only the clever Captain Hammer see it? I wonder whose men were guarding that damn bridge the night before!"

When this incident was mentioned, Tan's face suddenly turned blue, and the collapse of the giant wooden bridge was finally blamed on the lax guards, and it was the soldiers under Motoko Morishima and Tanhammer who were in charge of the guards at that time.

That is to say, the previous attack that caused the expeditionary force to lose more than 10,000 people has become a dereliction of duty on the part of the Federation soldiers and the soldiers of the Netherworld who guard the bridge, they don't dare to say anything to the angel Morishima Yuan, but they are not polite to Tan Hammer, so every time this matter is mentioned in the past two days, Tan Hammer's face will become like this.

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Tan Hammer rode back to his home camp with a cold face, and the deputies stepped forward to change the topic with interest, so as to divert Tan Hammer's unhappiness: "General, do you think those knights from Blood Shadow City can catch up?"

"Hmph, chase, I'm sure you can catch up!" Tan Hammer looked at the broken corpse that was being collected and carried down from the hillside and sneered, "But whether you can come back alive or not is another matter, how high do you think that orc warrior is!"

"Well, I think that orc warrior is probably their king, and I feel that he should be as powerful as Her Majesty, maybe even taller!"

The deputy commander asked with some disbelief in his eyes, "However, there are more than three hundred knights and more than a thousand cavalry, even if you encounter the orc troops, you should be able to easily rush back!"

Although these more than 300 knights are only titles bestowed by those noble lords themselves, not those powerful lord knights directly appointed by the kingdom, as people with knightly titles, their strength is beyond doubt.

"Hmph, the attack we encountered this time is not at all like the fighting style of the scattered tribes of the orcs before, and we are no longer facing a simple-minded savage orc, but a cunning and calm hunter!"

Tan Hammer looked at the place where Sun Dashuai had stood and sneered, "Moreover, he seems to give me a familiar feeling, such an opponent will definitely not do the reckless thing just now with a hot head! If you ask the reason, there is only one, to lure the enemy deeper." ”

"There are so many of us now, and the rest of the road is relatively smooth, crushing all the way, no matter how smart it is, the orcs are not our opponents at all!"

The deputy commander said in a deep voice, as a veteran, what he proposed was indeed the safest way, relying on the superiority of troops, ignoring harassment, and crushing all the way to the orc tribe.

"Alas!!" Hammer sighed softly, he also knew that this was the best way, but now, whether it was Morishima Moto, who was eager to obtain merits to prove himself, or those proud nobles, they would not swallow their anger and watch the orcs continue to harass and do nothing.

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"Newspaper... What about the angels?" the front of the marching Dark Coalition ranks suddenly disorganized, and a scout swift scout sped towards the Chinese army on all fours, shouting eagerly.

With a bang, he stopped directing the mecha, and Morishima Moto, who was already having a headache in the mecha cabin, looked at the panicked swift scout with a bad face: "What happened again? Why are you so flustered?"

"My lord, it's corpses, the corpses of a lot of dead people! Count Yan Yong's brothers are all at the front of the line!"

The hoarse voice of the swift scout trembled, and he didn't know what he saw, and his fierce face turned white with fear.

"What?"

Count Dimon, who was watching the joke on the side, screamed with round eyes, urged his mount, and without saying hello to Morishima Moto, he led people to rush towards the front army quickly.

"Hmph, rabble!"

Looking at Dimon's back, Morishima Moto's face was unkind, and he snorted coldly, he now dislikes this stupid Count Dimon more and more like a pig beast.

When they reached the front army, they understood why the herald just now was so frightened.

Not only the heralds, but also the soldiers of the dark clan of the former army, all of them all had frightened faces, even terrified eyes, and their pale faces were spreading rapidly like a rapid plague.

The cavalrymen who had not heard from him after chasing Sun Dashuai a day earlier were all in this small valley, and they were all plucked to the ground, and their bodies and heads were cut off.

Sharp logs the thickness of the calf were stuck in the ground, and the other end pierced through the hole beneath them, through the rectum, cecum, stomach, throat, and finally through the headless neck. Many of the mounts had also been cut to pieces, and had already been frozen into hard pieces of flesh in the snow and ice.

The headless horsemen hung straight from their stakes, their charred mouth-wide skulls on the ground, their colorful entrails, hanging from their stomachs in a mess and piling up on the dirty ground, wrapped in dirt in the cold air and frozen into a black-red, disgusting-smelling object.

There are more than 2,000 corpses in total, all of which are neatly unpulled or erected or stacked here, with various postures and strange expressions, and scattered corpse stakes, which look like they are performing some kind of primitive and mysterious ritual.