The song sung by the wild beasts is the most common wild beast folk song in the western grasslands, even if the large and small tribes are different, there are also their own living habits, but this song is widely sung, as long as it is the wild beasts, adults and children will sing it.

Hearing this popular song resounding through Rusbella at night, all the orcs in the city were terrified.

Even the Wild Orcs who were infected and sunk knew the danger of their situation.

And many of the desolate orcs who were not infected by the sinking could be described as panicked, and some of the low-level officers themselves could not settle down, let alone pacify the soldiers below.

And now, many low-level desolate orcs are convinced that the alliance army will really recruit desolate orcs.

In a corner under the city wall, a group of wild orcs huddled around the campfire over there to keep warm, listening to the singing outside with an uneasy expression, until the tsunami-like singing of the mountain slowly weakened.

"The Soma Alliance Army really collected the orcs, the rumors are true!"

"How many troops are out there, half a million, or a million?"

One by one, the desolate orcs had long since lost the spirit of the fierce warriors they had before, and their faces were full of malaise and fear.

"Why are they singing?"

There was an orc warrior who asked, and one of the junior officers was often in the direction of the city wall.

"In addition to making us feel scared, I'm afraid it is to make the desolate orcs in the city have the idea of surrendering to the enemy, so that we can be defeated without a fight!"

This silenced everyone for a moment, and then a weak voice rang out.

"Can they keep us alive and let us go home?"

No one answered again, and the junior officer just took out the kettle and drank the water, perhaps simply not daring to answer.

Time passed slowly, and it was the dead of night.

In the corner of the city wall of Rusbella, a desolate orc officer led his soldiers to inspect the walled houses, and when he reached the western corner, he made a few gestures, and dozens of soldiers around him quickly dispersed into the distance, while the soldiers at the head of the city who were originally defending this area nearby found something from the corner.

"No one is paying attention here!"

"Good!"

The officer took a strong bow, and the soldier next to him lit the rocket on the bowstring with flint and steel, because the oil brazier used for lighting nearby did not attract anyone's attention in the slightest.

The officer drew his bow and arrows into a full moon and aimed them far outside the city.

"Whoosh~"

The rocket sliced in an arc into the night sky in the distance.

The large battalion of the Union Army, in addition to the chief officers and generals in charge of the armies everywhere, many generals who do not need to go out for the time being are here, which naturally includes Riva and others from the guerrilla army, as well as military marshals of several kingdoms of the Soma.

The battle plan has already been decided, and in addition to discussing some details with each other, now they are just waiting for them to stay up late, or everyone knows that they haven't slept tonight.

A few Feather Intelligence Officers walked in from outside the account.

"Report, we have received a rocket transmission from the normal desolate orcs in Rusbella, there are three in total, and they are all willing to cooperate with us to capture Rusbella. ”

After the intelligence officer finished speaking, he found that the atmosphere in the battalion commander had become a little strange, and many Soma generals looked in shock in the direction of Riva and Gurion.

Prince Wheatley muttered to himself.

"Singing can break through Rusbella's strong defenses!!"

Riva looked away from the military map, first at Gurion, then at all the generals in the account, and finally at the feathered intelligence officers.

"Just like our plan, you send the most capable warriors to quietly fly up to the city that sends the signal, and send out our request and cooperation plan, which is the signature of the marshals of several of our main generals, and shoot them out with arrows together!"

With Riva's words, Yoi herself ran in the direction of the tent door, and handed out a few delicate rolls of cloth, on which were wrapped with a faint fluorescent hair, which she had only pulled out herself.

"Yes!"

Several feathered people solemnly took the cloth roll wrapped around their hair and bowed down to leave.

"Okay guys, let's get ready, before dawn, all the flags of Rusbella must be broken!"

Standing in front of the city sand table of Rusbela, Gurion uttered this phrase in his capacity as the chief staff of the partisan army.

Except for a few marshals who looked like Prince Witley, the other generals didn't say much, and all of them got up from their seats, straightened their weapons and left.

At this moment, Prince Wheatley's mind was not thinking about what would happen on the battlefield after that, but feeling that the war was almost over, provided that the guerrillas would really fulfill their post-war promises.

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It was still the group of orcs who had discussed their predicament in panic, or the corner under the city wall, and the group of junior officers directly under the orcs hurriedly passed through the camps that could be seen everywhere and returned to the location of their brothers.

These frightened and tired beastmen were all sleeping with their weapons in their arms or dozing off, but in fact they were all very light sleepers, and they all woke up at the sound of footsteps, and their faces were covered with cold sweat.

"Didn't you sleep?

The officer looked left and right, then whispered to everyone, and as a group of orcs gathered around, the officer pulled out a hidden bag from his bosom.

"What is this?"

"It's a living thing!"

As he spoke, the officer opened the bag and took out strips of white cloth from it, twenty or thirty in all, and the group of beastmen was the same.

"If you want to survive tonight, if you want to return to the grassland alive, don't lose it, the imperial royal family and nobles are already out-and-out monsters, in that prophecy in circulation, they want to drag the world to perish together, but their ability is not enough, none of us want to die with them!"

The orcs also have brains, and they are not too stupid, and they all vaguely guessed something when the officer said so.

"That's right, I'm going to prepare to resist, cooperate with the army outside to take Rusbella, there are many sane officers on top to take the lead, and when the time comes, there will be a conspicuous white scarf wrapped around the arm, all of them are soldiers who have started up together!

The officer was sure that most of his men had the same idea as him, but he was afraid of what happened, so when he asked this, one of them quietly grasped the short sword at his waist.

"Done!" "Yes!!"

"I still want to live!!" "Me too, I still want to go back to the grassland and return to the tribe!!"

"Yes!!" "Take me!!" "I don't want to die either, and I don't want to die like this!!"

"That's right!!"

For a moment, all the desolate orcs here expressed their expressions excitedly, which was the eyes and expressions of hope for life.

The officer breathed a sigh of relief.

"Okay, one for each person, if you lose it, it's gone, remember, when the time comes, we ......"

Around the same time, a similar scene was playing out all over the city of Rusbella.

On the banks of the two rivers, through bridges that detour far away and small boats with very small targets to cross the water, groups of Union soldiers began to converge across the natural hazards, and some boats were setting up pontoon bridges.

And in the sky, nearly 10,000 feather warriors have risen into the sky and hidden in the night.

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During the long night, at a certain moment, some of the noble generals and bloodthirsty soldiers of the Desolate Orcs on the city wall were suddenly stabbed in the back, and were killed by officers or Orc soldiers several times their size.

Then, in three or four places on the city wall, clusters of large fires suddenly ignited, and the west and south gates were opened from the inside by the orcs.

There were more mutinous orcs than they could have imagined, and they all wore white ribbons together at about the same time, giving them an incomparable amount of confidence.

Like thunder in the silent night, the sound of killing filled the area inside and outside Rusbella in an instant, and the light of fire and arrows, blood and roar, replaced the silence of the night in an instant......

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