The two deputy commanders don't know why, they can only believe it, hoping that the nightmare days will pass soon. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

The Shadow Legion is extremely cunning and vicious, opening the killing ring at night and launching a fatigue offensive during the day, constantly harassing and longing for the orc army to collapse and disintegrate itself.

Tired of attacking, the other orcs were frightened and didn't dare to sleep, even the iron body couldn't stay up for long, as a last resort, Ye Xiaofei ordered the orcs to sleep, often one person sleeps next to two people to guard, even so, there are still eyes that can never be opened once they are closed.

"Report to your Excellency!" A hurried shout and even more hurried footsteps broke into the tent, and Ye Xiaofei, who had just closed his eyes, suddenly woke up, and subconsciously wiped the sword on his side.

The person who came was the deputy commander of the First Legion, the golden retrieved wolf, whose face was full of rapid panic at this time, unspeakably panicked, gasping for breath, and hurriedly said: "My lord, poison, poisonous mist, those elves threw poisonous mist at us, and a piece of soldiers was poisoned, I am afraid we will have to set up camp." ”

Ye Xiaofei stood up suddenly, his bloodshot eyes were terrified, and he roared, "What did you say?" Bomb the camp? ”

didn't have to wait, Ye Xiaofei put on his hat and strode out of the tent.

The orc army stood still, and the entire camp was cut down from trees to prevent the elves from hiding on it. As if in retaliation for the rude actions of the orcs, a bottle of dark green liquid flew from time to time on the giant trees on the periphery, the bottle was broken, and the dark green liquid came into contact with the air and turned into a rich green poisonous mist, and with the help of the wind, it floated into the camp with gusto, and the orcs who did not care at first were attacked, the whole body spasmed, the face was green, and the eyes were red, even if it was the strong body of the minotaur, it would lose its combat effectiveness in an instant, and what was even more odious was that the shadow army took the opportunity to hide in the poisonous mist, shooting poisonous crossbows, plundering and killing the orcs, and at the same time silently harvesting the poisoned orcs who fell to the ground.

Ye Xiaofei saw at a glance that three huge poisonous mist were floating from the north to the south, with a diameter of about fifty meters.

"When did it start?"

Ye Xiaofei grabbed a magic scroll from the space ring and wanted to distribute it, but he remembered that the orcs didn't understand magic, no wonder they would be bullied by the other party so much, and said: "Order, shoot with rockets, throw with torches, use high temperature to steam all the poisons, pile up flammable materials in front, ignite them, build a wall of fire, and cut off the poisonous fog." ”

After speaking, Ye Xiaofei paused, he made a move, and he could naturally solve a mess, but he couldn't reveal his identity, he was the only human in the entire orc army, as long as he didn't expose it, the charge of attacking the elf kingdom was that of the orc tribe, even if he jumped into the Yellow River, he couldn't wash it away. With a sigh, he silently put the scroll back into the space ring.

Ye Xiaofei squinted slightly and stole a ferocious, the shadow army really did everything, the secret arrow hurt people, the sneak attack from behind, and forced the marching army to stop, and now it is a despicable fatigue offensive, as soon as the poison comes out, the whole army is boiling, Ye Xiaofei admires the other commander, but, this hatred is big. If the other party is allowed to do it at this pace for three days, it seems that it is not far away for a shadow legion of night elf warbands to support an army of 20,000 orcs.

In order to save their lives, the orcs threw rockets with extreme efficiency, like a fire cloud shot into the poisonous mist, the flame was high, and the temperature in the poisonous fog rose sharply, and with the second wave of torches thrown, the poisonous fog dissipated in the air like water vapor, and the eyes were empty all of a sudden, but there were many more corpses, there were orcs who were shot, and the shadow legion that could not be touched by the rockets and knocked to the ground.

Before Ye Xiaofei could give the order to detain, the angry orcs swarmed up and tore the injured night elves to pieces, obviously the orcs hated these cowards who put cold arrows in their backs and poisoned them.

Ye Xiaofei took a breath of talk, and another problem was quickly sent: hundreds of orcs were poisoned, their whole bodies were green, their eyes were red, and they continued to have an antidote.

The night elves can hide in the poisonous fog to conceal attacks, naturally, there is an antidote, the deputy commander of the golden wolf hair is embarrassed, and the angry orcs even bring people and clothes, and smash the night elves to a pulp, even if there is an antidote, it is impossible to survive.

Whoever started the trouble should end it.

Ye Xiaofei put on a cloak, turned on the stealth technique, and quietly left the army.

But I was very worried in my heart.

When Ye Xiaofei arrived, the Shadow Legion was immersed in grief, they couldn't imagine that the stupid orcs could actually use flames to transpirate the poisonous mist in such a short time, and they couldn't be caught off guard, almost none of the Shadow Legion soldiers who entered the poisonous fog could come back, and a hundred people died, almost one-sixth of their personnel.

Ye Xiaofei didn't dare to get too close, after all, the stealth technique was still learned from them, and so far he had not learned the anti-stealth and anti-reconnaissance techniques, so he could only observe quietly from a distance of fifty meters, basically a blind man looking at the road--blind!

The grief-stricken Shadow Legion was brewing a larger offensive, planning the next wave of poisoning attacks at night, under the cover of night, poisoning from all sides, and the whole barracks would bloom everywhere, and at that time, there would be no second way unless the whole barracks were set on fire.

The gathered Shadow Legion soon dispersed, some continuing to harass the orc army with poisonous crossbow arrows, while others headed deeper into the forest.

Ye Xiaofei, who was squatting, almost dozed off, silently following a night elf who did not use stealth techniques.

The elves are gathering, the huge forest, there are a lot of strange things, so, for a tree that bears a tree of green jam in winter, naturally not too worried, besides, according to the season, everything should wither in winter, but the tree in front of him is temporarily like a flower, condensing one fruit after another.

The night elves' job is to collect poisonous berries, and at this time, the sound of this poisonous tree has been filled with more than a dozen figures, flying up and down, trying their best to pick.

The north-facing piece of jam from the poisonous tree was empty, apparently made for poison, and had been used in the poisoning operation just now, that is, the night elves had just found the tree, and the poison was still ready.

However, the berries of the poisonous tree in front of him are estimated to cover one-tenth of the camp, and it is impossible to directly poison all the orcs.

Ye Xiaofei was thinking about it, and suddenly the night elf in front of him shouted and walked to the depths of the forest, he should have found another tree, and when he walked over to take a look, there were seven big poisonous trees, which frightened him so much that he almost showed his original form on the spot.

A night elf walked back with a basket of poisonous fruits on his back, Ye Xiaofei followed, sure enough, in a hidden place, there was a stream next to it, more than a dozen night elves were tinkering with crockpots and bottles, grinding jam and squeezing out green poisonous juice, next to one seemed to be a magician, no, it was a poisonous magician who made poison, this profession seemed to be only available to night elves, who were using magic to roast poisonous juice to extract the purest essence, and then put in a bottle of half a bottle of water, and immediately sealed it.

As soon as the green essence encountered the fierce boiling of water, it was locked in the bottle, even if all the water was evaporated, it could not get out, but it was brewing in the bottle, and finally turned into a bottle of dark green poisonous cloud, put aside, the poisonous cloud gradually cooled, and sank to the bottom into a dark green liquid.

Look, Ye Xiaofei has even learned the methods of the system, but what he wants is the way to detoxify. According to the poisonous tree found by the night elves, the venom produced was enough to poison the entire orc army. The appearance of the seven poisonous trees was the luck of the night elves, and it was also the orc army that carried it home.

Tonight, perhaps the orc army will not see the sun tomorrow.

Watching baskets of poisonous berries being sent over, my heart seemed to sink into a cold pool for thousands of years, and my whole body was cold and terrifying. According to the impulse, Ye Xiaofei looked at it again and again, he was waiting, the first time he was poisoned, the night elves dared to hide in the poisonous mist and attack wantonly, obviously these things have an antidote, and they can continue to resist the erosion of the poisonous mist, however, one bottle after another bottle of poisonous clouds were created, and several busy poisonous magicians in front of him had no intention of making venom, and were always busy.

Isn't the poison production point and the antidote manufacturing in the same place?

Ye Xiaofei was puzzled, but time was in a hurry, and he couldn't find another place to confirm his guess.

A bottle of poisonous cloud was lightly touched by Ye Xiaofei, and suddenly, it fell quietly.

Bang ――――――

The deadly poisonous cloud quietly bloomed, and as soon as it encountered the air, it immediately boiled, and suddenly turned into a ten-meter poisonous mist, enveloping the entire poison production site.

The incident happened suddenly, almost all of them were poisoned, their bodies turned green, their eyes were red, and their whole body spasmed.

Standing upwind, Ye Xiaofei stared carefully, for fear of missing it.

That poison mage was the first to react, and then? Eating leaves?

The poison magician took out a leaf from his arms, threw it into his mouth with difficulty, chewed it a few times, and seemed to swallow it, and within ten seconds, the spasmodic body stopped trembling, and the skin returned to its normal complexion.

"It's familiar!" Ye Xiaofei's heart blossomed, and there was indeed an antidote.

The other night elves devoured the leaves, and soon returned to normal, and looked around the accidentally dropped and shattered bottle, and then stopped paying attention, apparently their poison-making work was too urgent for them to think wildly.

Ye Xiaofei hid behind a tree, fell into hard thought, too familiar, he promised that he had seen the leaves eaten by those poison makers, this was the antidote, but, why can't he remember where he saw it? While pressing the ecstasy, I thought about it.

A night elf came over again with a basket of jam on his back.

Passing by, it was normal, but Ye Xiaofei's eyes suddenly fell on the basket of poisonous berries, to be precise, it was a poisonous berry with this leaf in it. It was the antidote to the poisoned night elves.

Suddenly realized, Ye Xiaofei finally knew why the night elves only made poison and not the antidote, and the leaves on the poisonous tree were the most natural antidote.

The night elf harvest was soon over, and one or two hundred men had picked almost every jam, leaving only leaves of the tree.

The leaves of the poisonous tree are dark red and jujube-shaped, with three fingers thick and one finger long, and the edges are jagged.

These leaves are too ordinary, so Ye Xiaofei has seen them, and he can't think of them, but who would have thought that these inconspicuous leaves could actually save lives?

Ye Xiaofei wished that he had a hundred hands and picked frantically, but the reality was that he was afraid of being discovered by the elves who went and returned, so he could only collect leaves one by one. Fortunately, there is a space ring, otherwise I don't know how to transport it back silently.

Ye Xiaofei's work is going well.

Finally returned to the barracks before dark. As soon as night felled, the camp was suddenly filled with fire clouds, and the frightened orcs were almost five steps and ten steps and a sentry, and the patrols were endless, and the garrison was even more dense than the palace.

Ye Xiaofei rushed into the big tent, and sure enough, the two deputy legion commanders had been waiting for a long time, or a day, as long as the long brain knew that they dared to be so rampant during the day, and at night, the night elves would only be more crazy.

"Your Excellency, you're back!" The golden retriever said: "Martial law has been issued, and every soldier has joined the guard, it doesn't feel like a camp, but a war." ”

"My lord, what are those elves going to do tonight? It's definitely crazier than last night. ”

Ye Xiaofei didn't feel the worry of the two subordinates at all, and said, "How is the progress of the special operations division group that has been summoned?" ”

"Assembled. My lord—"

"Okay, let's go!"

The special division is actually guarding the war, and it is out of the tent.

The exhaustion of two days and one night made the entire army extremely exhausted, and the special division in front of him, with a total of 3,000 people, was the strongest combat force drawn from each army.

With the other orcs in the way of the frightened birds, it was clear that only this unit could quickly counterattack.

With the quiet distribution of leaves, Ye Xiaofei's heart finally calmed down.

As a last resort, in order to keep it secret, even if Ye Xiaofei has enough antidote in his hand, it is absolutely impossible to obtain all of them. In the poisonous mist, the Night Elves' invisibility is ineffective, and this is the only chance to catch these slippery loach-like creatures.

The soldiers made dangerous moves and leveled the Shadow Legion in one fell swoop.

Ye Xiaofei returned to the tent, he was afraid of revealing his identity, even if he was in the barracks, he had to wear a hat, and he must not let the elves see that there was a human in the orc clan.

Bang bang bang) ――――――

The bottle was thrown into the orc camp like raindrops, and the orc guards spotted the intruder and fired fiercely, but soon, the broken bottle on the ground bloomed into a death mist, and pieces of orcs fell, their bodies turned green, their bodies spasmed, and their eyes were red.

Bang bang bang――――――――

The night elves continued to throw poisonous clouds at the upwind mouth, and the poisonous mist that came with the wind became more and more huge, and Tarzan struck like a top, and the orcs fell one after another in their pass.

"My lord! Here it comes! The deputy commander of the Golden Retriever Wolf suppressed his excitement, glanced at the special division on his side, and said worriedly: If the leaves can't be detoxified, I'm afraid that the entire orc army will only be destroyed.

"Adult ――――――"

Ye Xiaofei stared at the north, the fire that illuminated half of the sky was constantly being devoured, and the amount used by the elves was enough to ignore the temperature of the flames, even the torches could not do anything. Beneath the billowing poisonous mist, the shadow hides the carnival of the Shadow Army.

The Shadow Legion silently and quickly harvested the fallen orc warriors, and as the poisonous mist advanced, it threw poisonous cloud bottles from time to time to enhance the concentration of the poisonous mist.

With a regiment of the Shadow Legion, strangle two orc legions, and once successful, it is destined to become a legend.

Less is more? Defeating the strong with the weak? As if it is not enough to praise, it can only be called legendary――――――

The first signs of legend are emerging――――――

Roar -- kill ――――――

The 3,000 men of the special division went upstream, waving weapons and rushing into the poisonous mist between the uncontrollable rout of the orcs of the whole army.

As soon as they entered the poisonous mist, the night elves froze, and the orcs were stunned.

The night elves are puzzled: Another group of orcs sent to death, dare to break through the poisonous fog? Down, huh? Still holding on? Fall! How? Dead or alive?

More and more orcs rushed in.

The orc hesitated for a second, making sure that the leaf in his mouth was indeed the antidote, and the next second, his entire body boiled, blood spurted, and the power of fear gushed out. A mace werewolf whipped the night elf in front of him with a stick, and then, the entire special division rushed towards the night elf like a madman.

Smashing, chopping, clawing, kicking, fluttering, biting――――――

The mad Special Division fell into a madness, like a violent wind, and many night elves were torn to shreds before they could react.

A counterattack that could not be touched by the defense, no night elf could have imagined.

The commander of the Shadow Legion, the elf, looked in horror at the Mist of Death, making sure that there was no survivor again, and retreated into the forest with a broken arm on his face.

With the help of the wind, the poisonous fog continued to drift south, but it could not make the killing it should have, as the leaves were distributed, even if you walked in the poisonous fog, in addition to amazement, it was to treat the wounded and kill the night elves.