The fires on the periphery were fine, but in the inner circle, Arthur's skeleton camouflage was a little insufficient, especially in the area near the son of the ancestral spirit, there was a small group of orcs who did not rest, and it seemed that they were going to guard all night. ≧，

"Count your luck ......" Arthur didn't intend to fight to wipe out the group of guys in one go, and thought about controlling the skeleton soldier to bury his body under the snow.

Retracting his magic, Arthur breathed a sigh of relief, the skeleton soldier that infiltrated was a pawn he had buried, and he couldn't guarantee whether it would be useful or not, but in this race war, it was better to have more security than not to be prepared.

Although skeleton soldiers are weaker than orcs, there is one thing that orcs can't compare, they don't need to breathe or eat, and even the harsh cold has no effect on them, they are simply born in order to survive in the Jedi of life.

"No wonder those necromancers like to hide in the polar regions that are cold all year round, let alone survive in other races, I'm afraid they will even have to freeze into popsicles if they pee." After doing a big thing, Arthur couldn't help but get up, as for whether tomorrow's plan will work, it depends on God's arrangement.

The amount of mana consumed to control the skeleton soldiers was not much, but after all, Arthur's mana concentration was reduced a little, and he didn't have time to rest at this time, so he said hello to Ashuk, and returned to the pharmacy to take Lilia back to the wizard's tower.

In fact, it is possible to meditate while staying in the main world, but the effect is too low, and as for the half-elf apothecary, the concentration of negative elemental energy magic there is not to mention.

Arthur wants to meditate, but only returning to the wizard tower is the safest and most efficient, as for bringing Lilia, it is purely to use the girl as an alarm clock, this is not a weekday, meditation can be regardless of the time, if he really disappears in the city, before he returns, there will be rumors that Arthur is timid and has escaped.

Meditation requires concentration, but it does not consume the mind, and many mages who have reached a certain level of meditation can use meditation as a rest.

If you reach the level of a half-goblin, you are meditating all the time, like an innate master who has opened up the second vein of Ren Du, and is integrated with nature, as long as there are natural elements, you can replenish the magic power in your body at any time.

Arthur hadn't reached this level yet, and when he was woken up by Lilia from meditation the next day, Arthur felt that his body was still a little shaggling, and his spirit was sufficient, but his body obviously hadn't recovered from his fatigue completely.

"I'm too old to toss anymore." Arthur hammered his waist, stood up with a sigh of anger, and regardless of the incomprehensible expression of the girl on the side, he opened the space door with a smile and walked out with the girl.

The pharmacy, at this time, there were three sets of tableware and a table full of exquisite snacks on the table, Arthur smiled slightly when he saw it, although the half-goblin usually did not speak, but the place to care about was not ambiguous at all.

"The girl has breakfast, and after eating, I'll take you to watch the orcs fight." The sky outside the window was still faintly bright, but it was not early, and Arthur believed that the other party, like himself, should have begun to enjoy the 'food'.

I just don't know what the food with condiments tastes like, and will it bring some surprises to the orcs?

Outside the city, in the jungle where the orcs were stationed, as Arthur expected, puffs of smoke were wafting from the cooking.

The orcs have eaten the remaining beast meat that was frozen in the ice and snow last night, and put it on the fire again to carefully roast it until it is soft, and many orcs do not wait for the beast meat to be cooked, but directly scrape the big knife, and swallow it in one gulp with the residual blood.

The northern wilderness is cold and bitter, and there is not much food, even if these orc wolf riders are elite, they may not be able to eat all at once, for the orc wolf riders, going south is enjoyment, not only can eat a full stomach, but also can snatch back a large amount of food, so that the clansmen hiding in the cave are not hungry.

"Humans are cunning, Tuos, Tuta, our defeat yesterday was not in vain, which reminds us to always be on the lookout for the cunning of these humans." Like the orcs on the side, Tutuman also cuts the flesh of the beast, but the difference is that not only is the meat sprinkled with white salt, but also sprinkled with some tempting spices, making ordinary barbecue meat unusual.

Tutu Aman was not a stingy leader, especially for a few of his own strong beast cavalry captains, from time to time he picked up a piece of meat and delivered it over, and several captains immediately showed a flattered expression, which made this son of the ancestral spirit quite satisfied.

As a son of an ancestral spirit, he will definitely reach the peak of the tribe in the future, but if he wants to become the king of the orcs, he still lacks confidence, and he naturally understands this, so he began to encircle his subordinates early, and the southern invasion war is an excellent opportunity for him to show his talents in front of other orc tribes.

Breaking down those weakly defended villages and towns was not something he would value, only a fortified city like Morado, which had both strong men and wise men to give advice, was his primary goal in the south.

"Break this small city to train first, and then before you go back, you must take down a big city, so that the orcs of other tribes will know my name of Tutuaman."

This ambition is definitely not small, even the wolf cavalry thousand troops, can only besiege those big cities without attacking, so many years, only a handful of big cities have been broken, and every orc who breaks the big city is the leader of the orc public recommendation, becoming a candidate for the beast king.

"My lord, the human town is starting to smoke again." The orcs were guarded by a small team on the periphery, and when they discovered information about the town, they immediately reported it to Tutuaman.

Tutuaman nodded, and asked the team on duty to continue to go back and star, he had actually noticed something strange in the town yesterday, there were so many fires for heating, it was almost like thousands of troops hiding behind the city walls.

However, when he found the earliest beast riders to verify, he learned that the fires had been raised after they had arrived, and that the fire had gradually diminished until the evening, and it was clear that the humans had prepared some secret weapon behind the wall.

"Is it like scaring us away with fire? Or the same weird flame as yesterday? "Tutuaman is cautious, he is very worried that there are some mysterious potions in the hands of humans that resemble yesterday.

Shamanic high priests are different from human sacrifices, their summoned divine power is more used to enhance the combat effectiveness of tribal warriors, and more herbs are used in restoration, and Tutuaman himself can be said to be half apothecary.

After a thorough analysis of yesterday's flames, he naturally found something strange, and according to the characteristics of some flames, he was very worried that the humans still had more inventory, which would cause additional damage when they attacked.