The five of them divided into two routes yesterday, Cheng Xiaotian, Youyou and Hernandez as a group of three, and rushed to Sweet Water Well Town in Starry Night, and Dawson and Isara rushed to the west of Mochizuki Village as a group.

Originally, in Cheng Xiaotian's arrangement, old Dawson and Hernandez were grouped, but the old guy refused to agree, and patted his chest to promise that he would not make a mistake, Cheng Xiaotian had no choice but to let them go......

"Old thing, be clever later!" Ishara said viciously as she wrapped her cloak around her.

"Hey!"

The "old thing" nodded and bowed, and the promise was crispier than fried broad beans.

All right...... The old thing is the old Dawson, the old Dawson is the old thing, and I don't know if it's an upgrade or a downgrade. In any case, the elder Dawson did not reject this title at all, and gladly accepted it.

In fact, in my personal opinion, it is more appropriate to call him an old......

Old stuff...... Oh, old Dawson was busy, and in front of him there was a wagon parked on the grass, piled with sacks, which he was tying with ropes. His one-arm is very steady and powerful, and the work is carried out in an orderly manner, and he nods secretly when he sees that Ishara is indeed a good farmer.

Soon after the tie-up, Dawson kicked the wheel with his foot and nodded with satisfaction: "Ready, you can go."

"Okay!" Hearing this, Ishara jumped into the carriage and grabbed the reins and sat in the driver's seat. At this time, she wore a cloak and hood, covered her unique ears, and lowered her head, unable to see her appearance at all, but her figure was slightly slender.

Old Dawson jumped on the cargo and sat down, grabbed a rag, wrapped it from head to toe, and smiled smirked at Ishara with only an old face. Ishara glanced blankly, shook the reins in her hand, and the horse neighed.

Ahead is a high slope, the carriage climbs uphill, and as the position gradually rises, the view widens a little bit, and the opposite scene is revealed.

On the opposite side of the slope is a flat grassland overgrown with alfalfa, a favorite of the livestock, and in the spring when the flowers are in full bloom, the purple blossoms are in full bloom, and the view is spectacular. It's late autumn, and the sea of flowers is naturally invisible, and there are only light purple seeds on the plants, swaying in the wind.

Compared with the stems and leaves, the livestock prefer to eat these nutrient-rich seeds, and the autumn seedlings are eaten and kept to be fat and strong, just in time for the winter. But now there are no cattle on this pasture, only orcs, two whole brigades, numbering nearly 200.

Standing on a high place and watching, wisps of cooking smoke are filling, and cooking is being buried in the camp.

These are the orc infantry led by Kundula, who have been stationed here for a day and a night after being ordered to come here, but have not received orders for the next step. When they came, they all discarded their baggage in order to be able to maneuver quickly, and now they could only sleep on the grass, although the rain had stopped, but everyone had become chickens in soup, and they were wet from the inside to the outside.

As the supreme commander of this army, Kundula should of course be in the position of the middle military tent, oh...... The premise is that there must be a tent...... Now he was in the middle of the barracks, sitting on the staff that had been used as a stool, looking up at the gray sky, sad.

The reason why he is like this, of course, is not because he can't get military merits, you know, military merit means fighting for his life, in his opinion, it is really not cost-effective to exchange his life for that bit of praise. Oh no! It's not cost-effective to change anything, and he doesn't do it for an emperor, he just wants to live comfortably.

But now, what kind of life is this life called? Soaking wet, shivering, hungry, sleepless...... It's been a whole day and a night! Why hasn't the follow-up order been given yet?!

"My lord, please eat." A soldier with an apron held a sea bowl and handed it to him and said with great hospitality: "A big bowl full of hot millet porridge was slowly scooped up by me from the bottom of the pot......

Kundula nodded, took the bowl, and a trace of warmth rose in his heart, Bing, you still have to bring it out yourself! Look at those soldiers under the command of Ulu, one by one like wooden stakes, what does it mean to be a soldier like this?

Well, what are you doing with all these brainless things? Drink porridge while it's hot!

"Ziyu", after taking a sip, Kundu Ladong suddenly felt a trace of warmth rise in his frozen body, let out a comfortable breath, lowered his head and prepared to take a second sip.

That's when ......

"There is an enemy!" I don't know if it's the plague sufferer, standing behind Kundula's back and pulling his neck and yelling, Kundula trembled in fright, and the bowl in his hand fell to the ground.

Looking up, I saw a lonely carriage parked at the top of the dirt slope to the south, with two people including the coachman...... Two people!

Kundura rose up and raised his staff to strike at the hapless soldier, who did not dare to dodge, and crouched on the ground with his head in his hands and let him strike.

"Enemy situation!" Heavy stick.

"Your sister!" A heavier stick struck on the thigh, and the big-headed soldier didn't stop it, and immediately let out a scream like killing a pig.

"Don't scream, don't go find out who they are!" Kundula kicked again to relieve his hatred, turned around and pulled his neck and shouted: "Bring me another bowl, you want to sink to the bottom to catch it!"

The big soldier got up at the command, shouted loudly, and immediately flashed out several more infantry and ran with him up the high slope.

On the high slope, old Dawson looked at the four people rushing over and smiled: "When they get closer, we will start to run away."

"I know what to do, I don't have to be long-winded, you old thing." Isara's painless and itchy scolding caused old Dawson to laugh.

"What are you laughing at? Which village are you from? The big-headed soldier was in a very unpleasant mood, and he scolded loudly when he was far away.

"Well, almost." Old Dawson reminded sideways.

"Yikes! Let's run! Ishara screamed with a white snap and shook the reins, and the carriage began to run along the ridge of the high slope.

Hearing this, the four infantrymen were stunned, looked at each other, and looked at each other in shock. If you run when you meet, it must be an enemy of the other party, is it ......

Don't look at the fact that there are only two of them, but if they are really the bandits of Mochizuki Village, with the four of them, they will catch up with the more auspicious and less lucky!

The leader of the team was the most clever, touched the horn on his waist, puffed out his cheeks and blew, and suddenly the alarm sounded loudly. When the soldiers below heard the call, they subconsciously put down the bowls, grabbed their weapons and ran around, looking for their superiors.

Kundula was holding the second bowl of porridge, and just took a sip, when he heard the siren call, he shuddered again, but this time he handled it very well, and the bowl of porridge was finally saved.

"Spot the enemy! Everyone, chase it! Kundula took the bowl with his left hand, waved his right hand vigorously, and gave the military order.

He is a little vague under this military order, which ones does "everyone" refer to? Anyway, no one would ask in detail, so everyone got the order, and they all brandished their weapons and chased after them, and the camp of nearly 200 people ran away in a blink of an eye, and only one person was left - Kundula......

"Yes, I'll chase it too." Kundu took the porridge bowl and jumped on the only frost wolf, dragging his staff and chasing after him.

It's weird and scary to stay here alone......