Chapter 114: Self-Destruct
"We'll see the tribe over another hill, let's speed up. The werewolves escorting the Imperial soldiers waved their long whips, and the flaming monitor lizards couldn't help but speed up their pace.
Orcs are not like magicians who can use magic to create teleportation arrays, whether it is a long distance or a short distance, they just rely on their own feet, or monsters to travel.
Although the Dark Demon Cult cooperates with orcs, the long-distance teleportation array cannot be created simply, and the core component, the Space Stone, needs to be very advanced.
In addition, the magicians who are proficient in carving magic arrays and the magicians who can use space magic consume a huge amount of manpower and material resources, and the Dark Magic Sect will not help the orcs to do it at all.
Orcs are definitely not willing to spend so many resources to build a teleportation array, it is better to use Warcraft to walk, or walk on their own.
At this time, the Imperial soldiers imprisoned in the iron cage had been jolting all night without sleep, and their faces were full of decadence.
They wore forbidden handcuffs on their hands, and the taste of the magic ban was very uncomfortable, like a boulder pressing heavily on their chests, or they were in the deep sea, and their bodies were constantly squeezed, and the depression was breathless.
Before that, when they came to their senses, they thought about resisting, even if the magic power was banned, the dignity of the empire could not be disgraced, and death in battle was the glory of death.
But these werewolves directly carried the corpse of Burris in front of them, and the fighting spirit raised by the imperial soldiers immediately withered.
The captain is equivalent to their spiritual pillar, and even he was sacrificed, and there was no hope for him all of a sudden.
Lunn huddled in the middle, his face calmer than the other soldiers, but he couldn't forget the bloody corpse of Burris last night.
He was praying, hoping that Motian would not be too upset when he learned the news of his death.
"I'm sorry! I'll never be able to let you taste my food again. Now all Lunn thinks about is those days, and Motian ate the food he cooked, and the satisfaction he showed appeared.
In fact, according to the original route and the current speed of action, these werewolves can completely drive back to the tribe before dawn.
But this operation had to be carried out in secret, although the Empire would have to find out sooner or later, after all, it was 50 Imperial soldiers, not one or two.
Therefore, they had to be extremely careful in their actions, and they learned from intelligence that there were Imperial soldiers who were going to patrol the border, so they deliberately formulated a plan of action.
The intelligence of the Dire Wolf Clan is very high, and in order to ensure the success of the plan, the 15 werewolves sent out are all elite.
They all carry invisibility potions on them, ensuring that the Empire's magicians cannot detect the orc's breath.
They didn't have time to start when they arrived at the border, they first secretly observed the daily schedule and the surrounding environment of these imperial soldiers, and then started to do it after they found out.
Since there is very little orc activity on the border now, those Imperial soldiers also let their guard down, which allows these werewolves to catch their chance.
They first used the colorless and odorless poisonous mist to coma these soldiers, and Burris, as an eight-star high-level magician, noticed something strange a moment before he fell unconscious, and quickly opened a magic scroll of wood antidote.
However, the poison of this poisonous mist is very strong, and the detoxification magic cannot be completely canceled immediately for the time being, and it will take some time.
It wasn't until the Imperial soldiers were completely unconscious that the werewolves appeared, and the scene was reorganized, leaving no trace behind, creating the illusion of vanishing out of thin air.
During the transport, they divided into two teams, one team went ahead, and if they found someone from the empire nearby, they would be wiped out.
The other team stayed behind, tasked with erasing the Flamining monitor lizard's tracks, leaving no trace at all.
The plan would have been perfect if it had gone on like this, but they hadn't expected Burris to wake up sooner.
Because he was an eight-star high-level magician, and he had cultivated physical arts, he broke free from the forbidden demon chains on his body without much effort, and had a battle with the werewolves.
Faced with werewolves with the strength of high-level magicians, Burris quickly fell, but before he fell, he used invisible magic to hide his bloody clothes, which would be discovered by Stanny.
I have to say that the wisdom of the Dire Wolf clan is quite high, even if there is a fork in Burris, it will not affect the overall situation much.
This is the territory of the Orcs, and they are following a secret path, which is difficult for the people of the Empire to discover.
However, they ignored Motian, and his receiving magic received the souls of the werewolf ancestors.
Even if the werewolf uses the invisibility potion and carefully identifies it, he can catch the smell of the dire wolf clan in the air.
After learning to get the body, Mo Tian's speed was very fast, his figure was like a meteor, and he ran without gaps, and it didn't take more than half an hour to rush to the edge of Fenarag.
Here, the smell of the Dire Wolf Clan grew stronger, and he also smelled Lunn's breath.
"It seems that Lunn is not in danger for the time being, but he is still in the hands of the werewolf, and the situation is still very dangerous. ”
Lunn is a logistics soldier, and if you stay in the kitchen for a long time, you will have a smell of oil smoke, Mo Tian himself has a very sensitive nose, and he has been in contact with Lunn for so many days, and he has long recorded the smell of oil smoke that belongs to Lunn.
Then, Mo Tian followed the smell to catch up again, but the speed was much lower than before, because this was an orc area, and if it was discovered, it would definitely be troublesome.
As the morning sun crept up, the sun trailing the ridge and dragging a long shadow, Stanny led the Imperial army into Fenarag with a bang.
With such a large formation, it was obvious that they were going to war, and the orcs operating in Fenarag immediately reported to the higher-ups.
The Dire Wolf Clan's operation was so secret that they didn't tell the other orcs that they couldn't figure out why the Empire was making such a big move.
The iron cavalry of the empire is walking on thin ice, all the way unimpeded, and when they see the orcs, they are directly captured alive, and if they dare to resist, they are directly killed.
The territory of Fenarag is about the same as that of the southeast, but the distribution of orcs is not as troublesome as that of humans, and only the five districts in the southeast, northwest, and north are the concentration of orcs.
The eastern part of Fenarag is the closest to the border, and the eastern sector is dominated by lizardmen, as if the number of lizardmen is never less than in any district.
Lizardmen are simple-minded and well-limbed guys, and when they see such a big battle in the Empire, they still care about you.
However, they all died under the iron cavalry of the empire.
Although the lizardmen are a little stupid, they are not afraid of death at all, and they die one after another.
In the end, those four-striped lizardmen directly urged the horns on their heads to explode.
The power of self-detonation is much more powerful than ordinary high-level magic, which is also a headache for the Imperial Army.
When the orcs reach the four-pattern level, they can compress the power of the beast in the horns of the beast, just like a bomb, and the lethality is not bad.
Self-explosion is equivalent to suicide, but the orcs are very decisive, and they are afraid of suicide and will not let the humans be captured alive, which is very backbone.