Tuossen couldn't help it, except for the forest, he really couldn't find a way to go the next day.

Although the orcs have invaded the south many times, and there are many wise people in the clan, it is really difficult to remember all the terrain of the human kingdom in their minds with the IQ of the entire race.

Take the pioneer of pathfinding as an example, basically along the road and in the open field without forests, try luck everywhere, anyway, as long as you remember the location of a few big cities to find a dead load, basically humans are not capable of taking the initiative to intercept, with the advantage of combat effectiveness of orc troops.

"Spread out for me, and be sure to get back to camp before dark." Tuaosen also saw it in this way, and lowered the time requirement to go back.

Send people around to find a way to go back to the woodlands where they can go.

But it's that simple, if this road is really just a hill climb, or a detour, I'm afraid there is no need to bother to ask a magician to blow up rocks to open the way.

The stone walls on both sides are almost directly connected to the hillside, not to mention the steepness, and the more troublesome thing is that the jungle that makes up for it completely obscures the view.

Three hours later, the search had stopped, and there were only three orcs left by Tuosen's side.

"Ah......h

An exclamation came out through the dense forest, Tuaosen, who was standing in place, turned blue, the whole team of 12 orcs had been damaged, and almost all of those who survived were wounded, and the food bags carried by the giant wolf were also missing.

"Why? Why would goblins attack you? Tuos couldn't understand that these goblins, who were originally just watching the wolf ride, actually rushed up one by one.

The forest is not suitable for wolf riders to run fast, and when they find that they are surrounded by hundreds or thousands of goblins, it is too late.

The goblins are not very powerful, and their combat effectiveness is also very weak, but when these goblins hold their bodies to the wolf riders and rush up regardless of life and death, even the orc giant wolf cavalry who are far more powerful than the goblins have to rest.

A bloody tragedy happened in the forest, when Tuodo got the news back, it was too late to recall, and the last few wolf riders who were recalled were those who went farther, after all, the feet of the little greenskin were not so fast, and the density was not so high, and when they were injured, the giant wolf cavalry was finally not wiped out.

……

"Why haven't you come back yet?" After lunch, Tutuaman looked up at the sun hidden in the clouds, and there was not much meat in the camp, and if the food team did not return, I am afraid they would starve tonight.

Although the speed of cutting down trees is slow, the camp has been separately piled up with enough supplies to climb the city, although the number is less than half of yesterday, but in terms of the combat power that can be attacked at the moment, it is just enough.

Arthur in the city also just had lunch, did not rush back to the city wall, but made up a nap at the half-goblin's house, there was no way that he didn't sleep last night, he was really a little tired and panicked, and after eating, he felt even more sleepy, so he found a recliner and tilted his head and fell asleep.

The half-elf apothecary is very quiet because of the soundproof magic circle, not only the sound inside can't get through, but even the noise outside will be filtered out.

When he woke up, it was already a little dark outside, and Arthur realized that he had slept for a long time.

"Ah~! It's so comfortable, it looks like the plan has succeeded, and the goblins have blocked the orcs who are leaving, so I don't know if I can kill a few. Arthur sighed, thinking about his previous arrangement.

Because they didn't do it themselves, and the goblin and Lilia didn't have an actual contractual relationship, they didn't worry about the abyss coming to find trouble by arranging for Lilia to 'kill the enemy' this time.

The goblin natural stone that surrounded the orcs was his arrangement, and as for whether he could force those orcs into the forest, Arthur had no idea in his heart.

After all, Arthur hadn't dealt with orcs either, and his instinct was that these guys should be more 'stupid'.

Maybe as soon as his head was hot, he rushed towards the goblins blocking the mountain road, with enough open space for the giant wolf to charge and exert force, coupled with mutual cooperation, Arthur didn't dare to guarantee that the combat power of these little greenskins could leave a few.

Of course, the minimum requirement is to leave all the orc's food, which is a task that must be completed, and from the beginning of calculating the burn materials, Arthur has already thought about using the goblin to cut off the orc's food channel.

Even if you have combat power, you will still have no strength if you can't eat enough, and the magic power and the fighting spirit transformed by magic power can't be eaten, even if a master like Ashuk doesn't eat for three days, his strength will have to drop by half.

Orcs are not picky eaters, Arthur does not expect this to make the orcs out of food, after all, there are less than a hundred orcs together, even if they go directly into the mountains to hunt, they can be full.

And the fact that the orcs enter the forest does not mean that they will definitely be attacked by Arthur, after all, there are not no smart people among the orcs.

Arthur could only use the information asymmetry between the two sides in the early stage to eliminate as much of the orc's living force as possible, reduce the pressure Morado needs to bear, and reduce some personnel damage.

100 orcs, and orcs protected by shamans, I'm afraid Morado will have to fight a bloody battle to win.

But if the number is cut in half? Perhaps there will be a chance to be at the city wall in front of them.

Arthur was not naïve enough to think that this war could be solved by himself, unless he could recruit a large number of demons from the Endless Abyss to fight for himself, as his ancestors did, but it would turn into a war of destruction that would be even more terrifying than the orc invasion.

Saying goodbye to the half-elves, Arthur held a piece of roasted sweet potato and walked around the vigilante camp first, only to return to the city wall before it was dark.

"Huh? Got something to eat? I didn't expect this son of the ancestral spirit to be really not simple, and he actually sent his men to hunt in advance, but I don't know what these little green skins taste like, and whether they will have diarrhea. Arthur saw the smoke burning from the opposite side, and several goblin-looking objects were being roasted on the fire.

Morado is not a wasteland after all, there are still many creatures in the forest, especially goblins, even if Arthur catches them so diligently, it is impossible to completely wipe them out.

It's just that these little green skins are not so delicious, and humans will not consider catching them unless they have eaten the last sweet potato in a natural disaster or famine.

However, with human resistance, if you want to eat the little green skin, you have to cook and roast, roast and boil, otherwise it is like goblin meat that will faintly waft out of the rancid smell when chewed with acid, once it is not completely processed, it is not uncommon to eat dead people.