Chapter 154: The Second Floor of the Imperial Tower

It took less than twenty minutes for Dane to lead the troops to wipe out the orc force that had been discovered by the Falcon Knights. After the collapse www.biquge.info of their troops, some of them tried to escape, but were killed by elven arrows one by one, or stabbed to death by sword dancers who caught up, and in the end, none of the 100 orc warriors and a hundred orc laborers survived.

In the end, Dane didn't know if this convoy was transporting supplies to the orc army on the front line. He retrieved a parchment scroll from the body of a character who looked like an orc centurion with his head cut off, and on it was written some words, possibly orders or something. It's just that there is no one in the team who recognizes the orc script, so he can't figure out what is written on it, so he shrugs his shoulders and directly tears the parchment into pieces.

It stands to reason that the position they are in now is indeed one of the supply lines for the orcs. But in the great wilderness, there are no roads, but there are roads everywhere. This baggage team, which didn't know whether to send supplies to the front line, or to exchange materials between orc tribes, had a route to go, but it happened to crash into the hands of the falcon knight, which can only be said to be destiny.

Here, I have to say that having a pair of eyes in the sky is really too big a weapon. If it weren't for the Falcon Knight, relying on the reconnaissance force on land, it would have been a matter of luck to find a convoy with a randomly chosen route in the vast wasteland. Although, this time Dane's luck is also quite good.

After the victory in the battle, the surviving soldiers, carrying the supplies carried by the convoy, began to feast. Anything that isn't food, such as weapons, wine, and the like, let them take it as much as they want. Some of the guys began to rummage through the corpses of dead orc soldiers, occasionally finding something of value, such as ornaments that could be sold for money in the human world, or even some coins, and then just keeping them for themselves. Dane did not stop them, it was the reward that the victors deserved, and even the soldiers who were supposed to be the victors by default in the war.

The entire army began to rest in place, and Dane, taking advantage of this time, sank his mind into the Imperial Tower in his heart with great anticipation - he was 100% sure that after this battle, the requirement of 500 war points must have been met!

Sure enough, after entering the game system interface, he directly saw several system prompts that popped up in front of his eyes.

First of all, click on the war report message first.

"Campaign Name: Orc Convoy Interception and Annihilation Battle."

"Location: Orodic Continent, the southwest region of the Eastern Wasteland."

"Time: January 15, 217 in the New Caesar calendar."

"Enemies: Orc tribes, convoys of unknown forces."

"Allied Forces: Warlord Forces of Oze (Knights of the Falcon)."

"The goal of the battle: to snatch the transport resources and destroy all the enemies of the transport team."

"Battle Rating: Complete the campaign objective, your own damage is light, comprehensive assessment: B level, gain war points: 90 points."

"Battle Details: Omitted."

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Through the overlooked details of the battle, Dane saw his own losses. Not much, the miscellaneous mercenaries have died a dozen, the dreaded mercenaries have died two, the sword dancer has died one, and the rangers are still unharmed.

This casualty is still within the range that Dane can bear. Of course, this is only the data of the killed, and there are some other injuries, which he doesn't bother to calculate, after all, there are priests in the army, and some seriously injured guys, with the efforts of the four priests of Shiloh with official ranks, can be healed in a very short time. What's more, some minor injuries are not left to care about at all, what kind of injuries are injuries that do not affect combat effectiveness much?

After paying a little attention to the casualties, Dane turned off the battle report. What he is more concerned about now is what the war module is after killing this orc convoy, gaining ninety war points, and meeting the requirement of five hundred points!

Sure enough, there was another piece of news after the battle report.

"Congratulations to the player, the total number of war points obtained has reached 500 points, the battle evaluation has been above level B, the second-level territory has been reached, and the requirements for climbing the second layer of the Imperial Tower have been met.

Dane closed the system interface in front of him and stood up from the chair he had been sitting in for months. He now has the qualifications to climb to the second floor, but he is not so anxious.

He looked around and chuckled. He still remembered the shock when he first entered the heart of the dynasty and saw the imperial tower for the first time. But compared to the magnificent appearance of the exterior of the Imperial Tower, the first floor he was on was more shabby than I don't know how many times.

The empty room, the bluestone floor, the bluestone walls, and nothing other than a quaint-looking chair, didn't match the exterior of the Imperial Tower.

But it was here that he completed the transformation from a mercenary leader who lived a precarious life in the money field, the killing field, and a real lord. The inhabitants of Komya Island are about to exceed a thousand, and the number of warriors under his command has also increased to 500 people. In a way, his participation in Morno's operation this time will even affect the entire country of Sindlaire.

Such a change was something he could not have imagined half a year ago.

But this is just the beginning, his future journey is still very long, he will never be just stuck in the same place, just stay at one level. He looked up and looked up, he didn't just want to see the second floor, the ceiling could block his gaze, but it couldn't stop his heart from ascending to the throne at the top of the tower.

His gaze grew resolute, and Dain stepped forward, stepping up the stairs to the second floor.

Walking up from the staircase, soon, the invisible but familiar barrier appeared in front of him. But this time, the diaphragm is no longer in his way. He just gave a slight push, and it was as if something had shattered.

He took a step, turned a corner, continued upward, and suddenly became enlightened.

Dane stood at the top of the stairs, unoblivious to the fact that the stairs behind him were disappearing and the entrance was completely sealed. He looked at the scene in front of him, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth:

"Yes, it's a lot bigger than the first floor."