Constantly people are caught up by the "spiders" and the same scene is repeated. A few minutes later, the woman, who had stopped moving, suddenly trembled and stretched out her arms, supporting herself in a strange posture to crawl - her eyes were rolled, her expression was stiff, and she crawled without realizing the bleeding from her knees, but she crawled straight towards the inner city.

The white "spider" lay directly behind her head, and several thin tubes protruded from her abdomen, all of which were inserted into the woman's skull, and its joints were buckled around the other person's head, and when viewed from a distance, it looked like a hat embedded in her skull.

And as she crawled into the inner city, more and more humans—or puppets with white spider-controlled bodies—rolled their eyes and crawled into the inner city gates with their hands and feet like giant cockroaches.

One after another, the humans who did not have time to escape were chased by the spiders, and most of them had no time to react, and were pierced through the skull or cervical vertebrae by a needle, and when they realized that they could not escape, the people who tried to resist grabbed their weapons and began to fight back - they did kill a few "spiders", but they were immediately overwhelmed by the white shadows that surged up around them...

At the same time, more "spiders" are crawling out of the inner city, and even "flying spiders" with flickering wings appear not long after.

This caused the people living in the city to suffer a completely devastating blow: whether they tried to escape or hide, whether they were old people and children or strong soldiers, whether they were people or livestock, but all living creatures could not resist the overwhelming "spider" attack in the end, and they were all crawled on their heads and taken away with a needle...

In a hurry, someone found a closed cavalry helmet to put on, only to be immediately killed and eaten by countless spiders - it is obvious that these spiders are controlled by some intelligent life, and when they realize that the target is of no use, they will choose to kill directly.

Soon, in the second half of the night, nearly 10,000 people in the entire city who could have survived were all killed. The streets are as silent as a cemetery, clean and empty.

And in the inner city, countless gathered human bodies crawled and piled up towards the top of the circle. Many of the people who were pressed below had been squeezed into meatloaf under the force of dozens of tons, but more figures were still squeezing and climbing, without any shouting.

Under the moonlight, the ground of the inner city was already covered with a layer of red blood and a "fungus blanket". And those constantly crawling figures made this place as disgusting as a giant "cockroach nest" - as the corpses increased, the tiny red tentacles on the ground grew higher and higher, gradually covering the constantly wriggling figures, wrapping the stinky corpses in the sky, and finally forming a huge, flesh-and-blood towering giant tree.

Before dawn came, the quiet city disappeared even the sound of birds, and only one sound remained...

In the middle of the Flesh Giant Tree, which is thirty meters tall and more than fifteen meters in diameter... The heart-like sarcoma made a heart-beating sound...

"Poof, poof..."

In the tent, Sauron stayed awake all night.

He didn't dare to sleep, and from time to time he looked back at the outline of the city in the darkness in the south, and his heart was always a little inexplicably uneasy.

Because the weather was clear, they could still faintly see the edge of the city of Florence in the moonlight, sixty kilometers away from the city.

But Sauron didn't know what was going on in that city, and he turned his head to look at the soldiers he had brought with him, thinking about what to do.

The physical strength of the orcs is abnormally strong, and it is not a problem to march for a day at all, but the "auxiliaries" who follow - that is, those humans who have been recruited from the "Fortress of Les" - have an upper limit to their physical strength, and at this time they are all tired soles of their feet blistering and staggering.

Sauron's hastily withdrawn troops left many of them in the city of Florence, and now he came out with four hundred and sixty orcs and one thousand eighteen hundred "auxiliaries".

These auxiliaries are all carefully selected "elites", and their combat effectiveness is much different from that of the orcs, but they are good logistics troops and "cannon fodder" candidates. Sauron did not treat them as casually as slaves, but formulated strict "military law" to ensure their rights and interests, and cultivated these people's sense of class superiority over other human beings.

But now Zoro is worried about the entire "strategic direction": after returning to the base camp, will he continue to garrison and develop, or will he choose to "retreat"?

The "Fortress of Les" is already the northernmost point of the range of these kingdoms, and if you retreat, you will have to consider entering the "glacial plain" and neighboring the barbarians. You know, before that, he had already led the orcs on a "great retreat" with heavy casualties... Surviving that winter in the treacherous mountain ranges reduced the number of orcs to just over 2,000, and a "strategic retreat" can only be described as "tragic".

It is also thanks to Sauron's firm belief that after regaining his strength, he did lead his people to victory after repeated battles, and now he lives a well-fed and clothed life.

But he is also in the dilemma of "going from luxury to frugality" - everyone has just eaten a hot meal, and if they retreat to the ice field with cold and harsh natural conditions when the enemy has not yet attacked, I am afraid that none of the Overseers will agree with his choice.

Although they are loyal enough, the order to "retreat" has the potential to drastically reduce Sauron's own prestige and thus shake his dominance.

So... Continue to move east? Can you get out of the way?

Zoro sat in front of the campfire all night, still unable to make his next decision when it was dark.

However, returning to Les Fortress is the primary goal at the moment, and he has no intention of changing it. After nibbling on a few pieces of hard bacon, Zoro got up and prepared to give an order, but suddenly, he turned his head to look to the side with a feeling...

With his sensitive senses, he can see the dwarf ** hundreds of meters away, and there seem to be some shadows shaking.

Zoro suddenly snorted, he was indeed a little rumored now, and immediately shouted: "Get ready for battle!"

The orcs fought bravely, but in a rough style, and did not think about hiding anything, and shouted words such as "ready for battle" and "get up" one by one, causing the sleeping soldiers to quickly get up from the floor.

As soon as such a voice came out, Zoro realized that something was wrong, but the orcs were like this, and it was too late to stop it. He picked up the hammer, and before he could give the next order, he saw a light suddenly light up in the distance...

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