Province of Kalin.

The province of Kalin, originally an important province in the north of the empire, was also an agricultural province mainly based on agriculture and animal husbandry, and in the north, the province of Kalin can be said to be the richest province. In this world, agriculture will always be a basic industry, and it is also one of the industries that can receive the most tax revenue.

Of course, the richness of Kalin Province also attracted the attention of the orcs first, and after the Orc army captured the Cold Iron Fortress, except for a small number of troops scattered to clear other provinces, most of the troops poured directly into Kalin Province.

The main city of the province of Kalim is magnificent, with its high walls and a wide moat outside it. There are also as many as 50,000 well-armored soldiers and hundreds of thousands of civilians inside the city walls, and there is food in the warehouse that can feed everyone in the city for two years. But the city lord Marquis is indeed a coward, and after seeing the black and oppressive orc army outside the city, he was directly frightened stupid, and prepared to surrender despite everyone's persuasion.

Of course, the will of the marquis does not represent the will of everyone, and some nobles and generals in the city who are unwilling to surrender rebel, and in this way, before the orcs attack, the city is in chaos. And the orcs are not stupid, they took this opportunity to take the city of Carlin with a single attack, and there is nothing to lose.

After the orcs took the city of Karlin, they quickly took the entire province of Karin, and then quickly annexed the entire northern part of the empire with the resources of the province of Karin.

Theron stood on a snowy slope and looked at the city of Carlin not far away. Although the orcs didn't know how to build, and in a short period of time, the huge and magnificent Carlin City became a mess, but Theron looked at Carlin City and could still imagine what Carlin City looked like when it was at its most prosperous.

What a desirable scene it was.

It's a pity that it's taken by the orcs, these guys who don't understand appreciation.

Theron retracted his gaze, looking at the orc wolf cavalry patrolling outside Carlin from time to time, calculating the pattern of wolf cavalry patrols, he was ready to sneak in tonight.

He wasn't familiar with Carlin City, but he could still guess where the orcs' tent was by the orc's arrangement. The orc arrangement was very orderly, but it was still obvious that the density of the orc force was getting bigger and bigger the further inside, and the huge tent was clearly the center, and Theron had seen a lot of it in the time he was observing, and some of the orc generals were coming in and out of it.

Orcs don't like human buildings, and even though they have houses made of large, sturdy boulders, they still like to live in tents.

He's going there tonight, and the only thing he's worried about right now is the orc werewolf scouts, the white-furred werewolves are hard to spot in this weather.

It's not that he didn't think about finding a werewolf and letting him take him in, but after thinking about it, Theron vetoed the idea, and the werewolf would probably kill him when he saw him, and he would definitely not talk nonsense with him.

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As night slowly fell, a purple moon rose over the western horizon, and Theron shrank as he listened to the wolf howls in his ears, the werewolf's sight and sense of smell far surpassed that of humans, even though Theron had smeared something on his body beforehand.

He was clad in a white bear's fur, the white blending in nicely with the colors around him, and he cautiously touched the city of Carlin.

The city of Carlin at night is very noisy, full of filthy excrement and garbage, and the greenskins get together to fight, drink and gamble. The diminutive goblin cowered between the big man's legs, and from time to time he reached out and stole something from the big stupid one, whether it was a gold coin or a leftover bone.

The gnolls gathered together to drink, and the shrill voice was harsh.

The patrolling orc troops also deserted from time to time, and from time to time they ran away from two greenskins to fight with people, and from time to time a few gnolls were seduced by the smell of fine wine. In short, the whole city of Carlin is a mess.

Theron easily touched the edge of Carlin City, except for the werewolves and wolf cavalry who were in charge of vigilance at the outermost level, the other orc troops were almost easy, even if Theron was in the snow at their feet, they didn't find it, and scolded and complained about their bosses one by one.

Theron hid in the snow in a bear's skin, looking at a gap across the moat.

This is a gap in the city wall, which looks like a gap smashed by the orcs with trebuchets during the siege of the city, and the gap is not large, only to accommodate five people side by side. The orcs did not re-block the gap, but sent a team of greenskins to guard it, and now the group of greenskins are gambling together.

The two goblins are caught by the greenskins and let them fight together, and the greenskins block on the side, and there are heckling, screaming, and goblin screams.

Theron watched all of this, he had to get in, so the only way was to find a way to lure the greenskins away.

He reached out and grabbed a handful of snow and shook it into a ball, then slammed it into a greenskin.

"Bang..."The snowball smashed into the green-skinned head of one of the loudest heckles, scattering into snowflakes.

Greenskin was stunned for a moment, and then yelled angrily: "Wow........., he... Damn, who dares to smash Lao Tzu?" He grabbed Greenskin's side, "It's you, Sample...", waving his fist and slamming it into Greenskin's head.

The bewildered greenskins were furious and fought with each other, and then they were all around, and they soon became one. The clever two goblins jumped to the side, waving their thin arms, screaming and heckling, not noticing that a figure had touched their side.

"Puff puff...."Theron had been observing, and when he saw the greenskins in disarray, he touched it, slashed the necks of the two goblins one by one, and then entered the city with the corpses of the two goblins.

No one noticed him, and the greenskins were having a good time.

The city's defenses were noticeably looser, with only a handful of greenskins and gnolls patrolling the streets. Theron hid in the dark alley with the corpses of the two goblins, and gradually made his way in the direction of the orc camp.

Inside the orc's tent, Oremar looked at the information collected by the werewolf scouts, and his face remained gloomy. He is one of the eight commanders of the orc army, and currently controls all the orc forces in the provinces of Carlin, York, and Swisslin.

However, the orc forces in Fort York had a problem and were defeated by humans and barbarians. Scold... It's ridiculous that they can be defeated by weak humans and brainless barbarians, and do steel skins and shamans eat? If the other commanders knew about it, they wouldn't have to laugh at him.

"The guards... The more Orimar thought about it, the more angry he became, he couldn't bear it if he didn't get the steel and the shaman over, he shouted.

But there was no reaction outside the tent for a long time, and Oremar did not think that the guards had not heard. He stood up and took up his weapon, and although he was also a shaman, he was also a tough black orc.

The doors of the tent were pushed open.