The dazzling sunlight poured in through the window, and the fierce battle of yesterday made Winlessa's whole body sore, she had slept in the house all night plus a whole morning, opened her hazy sleepy eyes, and looked down on the windowsill, and could see that everything in the castle had begun to function normally, and the sound of the comings and goings of people and livestock in the circle let Winlessa know that it was at least early afternoon.

She changed into her ranger civilian clothes, walked to the edge of the pool, picked up a hand of water, and poured it on her face, which was the fastest way to wake up. By the way, wash away the oil stains from a night's sleep.

As they walked out of the house, the elven rangers who stood guard greeted their commander, and Winlessa liked the spirit of her men, who were as bright as the moonlight, and never joined the outside world, no matter how harsh the environment was, from Quel'Salas to the Outlands.

"What time is it?"

Winlessa walked up to a female elf and asked softly.

"Three o'clock in the afternoon, General."

The elf stood up straight and replied earnestly.

"Oh well, it turns out I slept for a full sixteen hours. What about Ares? ”

Wen Lesa was a little embarrassed to hear her subordinates' answers, no matter how fierce the battle was, her rangers got up on time, but she was tired like this. At the same time, Ares and Jean and his party should be sitting in the command room at this time on weekdays, but now it seems that they don't see it, and she is a little curious.

"Ares went to Xicheng early in the morning, and I heard from the soldiers of the alliance that they had to prepare some new ingredients."

The Elf Ranger continued to answer earnestly.

"Oh, okay, I got it."

Bidding farewell to her men, Winresa tightened her belt and glanced in the direction of Xicheng District, which was the emptiest area in the entire Glory Castle, and she didn't know what Ares was doing. She was determined to take a look.

The closer she got to Xicheng District, the more curious Wen Lesa became. It's like a dead city, lifeless, and you can smell a big rancid stench before you even get there. What is Ares doing? Wen Lesa was even more curious.

Until they came to a martial law sentry.

"General Wenlessa, the Great Lord has an order, and now all outsiders are forbidden to enter."

The guard said kindly.

"What is he doing?"

Wen Lesa asked curiously.

"Hunting."

The Alliance Guards replied simply.

"I'll go in and have a look."

"But ......"

"It's nothing, but, you go and tell Ares that General Quel'Salas Ranger is here, and he'll let me in."

Wen Lesa said confidently.

With that, the guards immediately trotted into the hunting grounds.

A few minutes later, there was a sound of birds in the sky, and even from a long distance, Winlessa could keenly perceive that it was the voice of a vulture. They were like little black dots, in groups, even tearing each other to get here. This made Wen Lesa even more confused. Then the guards came and respectfully invited Winlessa in, but only on the condition that Winlessa be light-footed and not make a loud noise.

Wen Lesa hurriedly walked into this so-called hunting ground under the guidance of the guards.

As soon as he entered, Ares smiled and made a "shhhh She crept to the balcony, where she could see the entire training ground, now full of orc corpses. The smell of blood came from here, and the vultures, apparently flying all the way here, for this, this feast. And the crossbow bolt launchers around the fortress......

"Wait, Windranger, you will see the wonderful scene in no time, these vultures, thinking they have found food, unaware that they are becoming our food. You don't like eating wild boar every day and you're about to vomit, so taste the taste of vulture meat. ”

Just as Winlessa was about to figure it out, Ares preemptively explained. The Alliance soldiers on the side showed lewd smiles. And Wen Lesa had a black line on her face...... The old lady said that she wanted to change the taste, but she wanted to change the vegetarian food, not this...... Vulture meat, wild boar...... It's just a big deal to change to a different kind of meat...... Ares, what's going on in your head? Wen Lesa couldn't help but complain from her heart. But it has to be said that using the carcasses of orcs to hunt vultures is a good suggestion, at least to increase the food reserves of Fort Glory, and also to change the taste of the soldiers of the Alliance......

A chirp was soon heard, and a few bold vultures tried to land in the pile of corpses, carefully picking up a piece of minced flesh from the corpse and swallowing it. Then, seeing that there was no threat around, he continued to peck open the orc's skin, took out the internal organs, and swallowed it into his stomach. Some of the small intestines were dragged out, dragged for a long time, and the whole corpse was piled up, and it was extremely bloody.

Gradually, more and more vultures landed, and some even fought for food, even though the food was already inexhaustible for them. Ares dragged all the orc corpses from the previous battle here, and at this moment, the training ground was densely packed with at least three thousand corpses of orc infantry.

"When are you going to make a move?"

Lying beside Ares, Winlessa asked in a whisper.

"Wait, this vulture is not enough for the alliance soldiers to stuff their teeth. Behold, there are at least half of the birds in the sky that have not come down, and they are either weak or alert, and these corpses are enough for them to eat all day, and they are not in a hurry. ”

Leaning on the castle window, Ares said with a wicked grin.

Half an hour later, the ground was already crowded with vultures and all kinds of rotting birds vying for food, and they were scrambling to tear the corpses, which had been completely broken by the frantic tearing of the vultures and all kinds of corrosive birds, and all kinds of internal organs and minced meat were all over the floor. The vultures tread on the broken flesh and ate with their heads in their heads. A shrill cry.

Like a feast of blood, the flesh and blood of the orcs stained all the feathers of these carrivorous birds scarlet.

It was only then that Ares gave the order to hunt and kill. More than a dozen heavy crossbow arrows were fired from all sides of the fortress at the same time, each with a thick hemp rope tied to it, and after shooting in parallel, a sky net appeared over the "vulture army".

In an instant, all the vultures and carrivorous birds that were eating were screaming. But they had no chance of escaping, and as the nets fell, the archers around the fortress rained down on the center of the field. A dense rain of arrows fell, shooting vultures and birds to the ground......