wiped Robin's dagger against the orc's trembling muscles, rubbing the blood off the blade; Ignoring the orc's somewhat mournful cry of pain. [ads:This site has a new URL,Shorthand method:,.]

Marlon didn't even use the "arcane language" to listen to what the orc was saying, but just said lightly:

"Next."

……

The Elvin River originates in the foothills of the Red Ridge Mountains; There, the perennial rains converge into mountain streams, and the northern, eastern, and western mountain streams all flow into the valleys of the mountains, forming the largest lake in the southern part of the continent, the Zhishui Lake; To the south, the mountain stream flows down between the Twilight and Elwyn Forests, nourishing the dense forests on both sides of the river before flowing into the Western Wilderness, irrigating the countless farms and farms there, before finally winding around the sides of the Western Wilderness and joining the Endless Sea.

Malone knows that there is a "mother river" - if this concept is applied, the Elvin River is undoubtedly the "mother river" that brings living space to humans in the south of the continent.

Malone sailed along the river with his soldiers - four rafts, two canoes, forming a small "fleet".

After the rainy season, the water of the Elvin River swelled, and the opposite bank, which could have been easily seen, now became confused; But even if he might be seen by the orcs, Malone would not give up this voyage; Rather, he hoped that the fleet would attract some orcs, which would also ease the pressure on the recovery of Stormwind in the future.

Thirteen soldiers of the Westspring garrison, fifty militiamen of Nighttown, they didn't know how many orcs they might face when they arrived in the Western Wilderness, and they didn't know if they would be able to come back alive, but......

Needless to say, the soldiers of the Westspring garrison were the regular army of Stormwind, swore allegiance to the Ureon family, and had a great admiration for Marlon, who was born in the Lothar family, who could follow Marlon to their death.

And these militias, compared with yesterday, have also changed a lot.

Early this morning, under the "force" of Ma Long, each of these militiamen stabbed the captured orc.

Nice struggled a bit at first, as did the militia later; But as the orc's wounds grew, and the blood soaked the ground beneath his feet, the militiamen became more and more insane.

Everyone in Night Town has a blood feud with the orcs; When the desire for revenge in the hearts of humans is stimulated by Marlon, their appearance is not much nobler than that of orcs.

If it weren't for Malone's obstruction, the Blackstone Orc named McColmaron would have been stabbed to death by the mad militiamen with Robin's short sword.

In the end, of course, the orc captive died; His massive body didn't slump under the support of the bench, but it closed those blood-red eyes forever.

Marlon had wanted to see if the dead orc would still have the crimson in his eyes because he had drunk the blood of the Abyss Lord Mronos, but he finally gave up - because the orc's corpse had been tortured a little disgustingly.

But even after he died, the orc was not able to be freed; For orcs, it is not a glorious thing to be taken prisoner and tortured to death by the enemy, and ......

De Jong intended to skin the orc, so he hung the orc's body on the clock tower before setting off for the western wilderness with Malone and the others - in Night Town, this highest place would undoubtedly enjoy more wind and rain, and the skin on the corpse would become easier to peel off.

Marlon was against this, fearing that the orc's corpse would bring disease and might also scare a child like Maria.

However, De Jong must insist, and the bearded Richard, Paul, and even Robin and others did not object to him doing so, so Malone did not continue to insist, but before leaving, he told Vera to take a good look at Mary and not let her go near the bell tower.

Vera got up early this morning and worked with the cooks to prepare breakfast for the soldiers.

Ma Long and the others carried a lot of food, and their armor and weapons also needed to occupy the weight of rafts and canoes, otherwise, Ma Long felt that he could at least double the number of soldiers.

Vera prepared a lot of rusks for the soldiers, and brought them at least half of the bacon in Nighttown's stockpile—she knew there was nothing she could do on the battlefield but to make sure they didn't go hungry.

Of course, Malone didn't forget to ask Vera to take care of Althea - the girl who adored him was still sleeping before he left, and didn't have time to see him off.

……

Malone sat on the canoe, although the trunk was very thick, the space inside the canoe was not spacious, although he was not wearing armor, Mallon's burly figure was still a little unmoving.

Rubes squatted behind Malone, leaning on this furry wolf king, which made Marlon feel more comfortable - he had no reason for Rulbos to stay in Night Town, this guy could be used by at least two or three good hands on the battlefield.

A canoe is similar to a boat, but not as agile as a boat and poorly balanced; All the soldiers sitting in the canoe, including Malone, tried to be as straight as possible - although the soldiers who were selected to sit in the canoe could swim, no one wanted to be a chicken in the soup.

The refugees of Nightlight didn't have much time to make the oars - launching such a large canoe in two days was an adventure within an adventure.

Most of the militiamen, with long planks removed from the door panels instead of oars, rowed forward with all their might, toward the Wild West, where they could not be seen but where their compatriots had survived.

……

According to Malone's original plan, it must be much faster to take the water route on the Elwin River than to take the overland route along the banks of the Elwin River.

In fact, it is precisely because of the militiamen's rotational efforts day and night that Ma Long and others are at least three times faster than on foot.

Of course, there will be many problems, the raft is okay, but the two canoes have different leaks, and Ma Long and others can only seal these holes with planks and nails carried in advance, and hope that the two canoes can last until the western wilderness.

Finally, after five days of fear on the canoe, Malone and the others finally saw their destination - the Alvin River was blocked by the natural high slope and diverted to both ends of the high slope, while the canoe and raft of Malone and the others hit the high slope straight and stopped.

One raft almost fell apart in the impact, and the two canoes were almost unable to hold on; But Malone and the others no longer needed these means of transportation - they could not go back the same way - because that would be going upstream, no faster than walking.