This situation may mean that it will be difficult for Roddy to make higher-level equipment in the future - because if he focuses on studying these secondary positions, he may have to spare a few years to reach the previous level... Therefore, Luo Di still decided to only choose "bow making" to develop, and gave up the study of "leather making".

With this in mind, he began to think about recruiting more "life-type" NPCs to do things for him - although only Blacksmith Stan can be "wooed" in Nolan Village now, this is a good start. Leaders don't need to do everything, and Roddy has now figured this out, so these days, how to "dominate" subordinates and let them better play their own value has become a major research topic.

The "military training" continued, but the focus of the training had obviously changed, all of them were horseback raids and wild camping, and even they camped on the grassland only two kilometers away from the village for half a month, learning how to set up camp tents reasonably, how to maintain physical strength in the heavy rain in the wild as much as possible, how to keep clothes as dry as possible without getting sick, and so on...

A lot of things are easy to say, but only if you really do it, let the scouts form a conditioned reflex will have a real effect, these days the training intensity is extremely high, many times the soldiers' physical strength is hovering at the limit, but the effect is also obvious, Roddy can clearly see the results of the training from the changes in their attributes.

With nutritious food and brutal training, although the soldiers' level has not increased, their stat values have gradually reached the limit of this level - apparently Roddy gradually understands the difference between NPCs and players: NPC upgrades are "automatic", and the growth of attributes is not a player-like ladder, but a linear increase, and by the beginning of August, their average stats have increased by more than two percent compared to the beginning!

And after a long period of training, this scout team, which was originally ineffective in the eyes of others, was mentally and physically ready for battle.

So in the early morning of August 14, the scouts in front of Nolan Village had already packed their bags and made a gesture of departure.

"Commander, all the soldiers are in place, waiting for instructions!"

Ruger and Sodlorre trotted in from a distance and saluted, loudly reporting the state of the team.

Call.

In the early days, some scouts questioned Roddy in their hearts, but after hearing about Sally's conflict with Francis and learning that Roddy was Sally's savior, all scouts stood firmly on the side of "Sally" - and now, his prestige has reached an unprecedented peak.

Taking a deep breath and exhaling slowly, Luo Di raised his eyes and looked at the soldiers standing next to the war horses not far away - the neat queue, the solemn atmosphere, although the average level was only around level five, but suddenly, it reminded him of his comrades-in-arms who accompanied him and fought against the orcs when he was in his 90s.

The scouts in front of them are no longer the cowardly soft eggs they were at the beginning, with the victory of one battle after another and hard training, this team has completely broken away from the category of "lord's private army" with no cohesion at all, and has become a terrifying team with strong combat power.

Walking to the front of the team, Roddy didn't say too many words to boost morale, just silently gave a military salute and said loudly: "For the glory of Karen!"

This sentence is profound, because for Nolan Village, and even for the entire Karen Kingdom, what these scouts have to do, whether they succeed or fail, will inevitably leave a strong mark on history!

"For the glory of Karen!"

A neat and impassioned response resounded through Nolan Village.

The farmers stopped and watched. In their opinion, these scouts have been doing some strange things for the past two months, and they have not even returned for a month before, so it is not surprising to see them set out collectively on a long journey again. There were even people who greeted the young lads and shouted "good work" - even though they didn't understand what the scouts were going to do.

The sound of horses' hooves sounded, as if to vent the agitated emotions in the chests of the soldiers. Because of the long-distance raid operation, Luo Di, who knew that "the emperor is not a hungry soldier", armed this army to the teeth, and even had a reserve horse for each person - a team of thirty people in total, so it was loaded with supplies and left Nolan Village with an extra thirty war horses...

For the people and lords of the kingdom of Karen, none of them would notice the sudden departure of the scouts of a small village on the border on such a summer day, the commoners still busy for their livelihoods, and the nobles still sinking into the carnival of decay. Everything is as usual.

And for the orcs, from this day on, Roddy and his team quietly descended on that peaceful land like a nightmare without warning.

......

August 21, midnight.

For the orcs who maintain nomadic habits, the location of residence is always uncertain. Whenever the grazing cattle and sheep finished eating one pasture, they would move to another pasture, and the formation of the village at this time was a "rule" set by the orc tribe to train warriors. The so-called "villages" in the orc kingdom are not inhabited by all the members of the orc family like humans, but are basically some strong adult orcs - female orcs and children are usually responsible for herding, and their purpose here is purely to build themselves into the strongest warriors and raise the most qualified wolves...

Such a system has only been in place in recent years, and the Rohar's Hammer tribe, which first practiced it, has become far more powerful than the other tribes, and gradually the nearby tribes have begun to follow suit. By now, almost all the tribes of the kingdom have similar rules - because with such villages, soldiers can be assembled more quickly, more powerfully, and more importantly... Convenient for the chief to control!

Speaking of the original maker of this rule, it was the witch doctor Sarota - and in the "history" that belongs to Roddy's memory, Sarota's "initiative" was precisely aimed at invading the kingdom of Karen in the near future!

However, in the Orc Kingdom of 588, these villages formed to train warriors were not as highly militarized as they would have been, and to some extent, their current level was not even comparable to the scout organization of the Karen Kingdom - without a reasonable supervision mechanism and insufficient material encouragement, it was difficult for the orcs to train themselves under such conditions.

So in this village called Lendink, which belongs to the "Hammer of Rohar" tribe, the orcs who are sleeping and unguarded at this time are not qualified warriors at all.

At midnight, bean-sized raindrops fell on the roof of the tent, and the orcs didn't seem to be affected at all in the noisy environment—for their snoring was even louder than the rain. There is no crisis of war here, life is stable, so there is never any sentry in the village, if anyone will get up at this time, it must be awakened by urine.

And Lake is such a guy who has been awakened.

As he climbed out of his dirty bed, Lake fumbled around the window for a long time before finding his animal skin cloak to keep out the rain. Lifting the curtain, he didn't even bother to open his eyes and walked forward—he couldn't see anything when he opened his eyes anyway, so he thought about finding a place far away from the tent to pee and finish his work.

But after walking out for seven or eight steps, there was a sudden strange sound in the roaring rain...

Ratch-clack--This sound was unfamiliar to Lake, who at first thought it was the arrival of Lord Sarota or Chief Rohar's wolf cavalry, but after recalling it carefully, he remembered that there was no such sound when the wolf was running.

The orcs don't raise horses, and Lake, who has never experienced war, has never heard the movement of the human cavalry when they charge, so he pulled his cloak at all, reached out and took out his "brother" to release water, his eyes turned curiously to the side where the voice came, and muttered: "What the hell..."

As soon as the words fell, a bolt of lightning suddenly swept across the sky, and the darkness between the sky and the earth instantly became as bright as day.

And Lake, who was tilting his head and frowning to the side, saw the team in the rain curtain that he had never seen before in the light of this second-

The neat array of triangles, the cloak raised when moving at high speed, the mud splashed when the horses gallop...

The clear image was imprinted in the orc's eyes like a photograph, but when the lightning died down and the darkness struck again, Lake couldn't figure out what it all meant.

After the lightning appears, the thunder always comes. Seven or eight seconds later, a thunderous explosion resounded through the village of Lendink - and it was here that Lake shouted "ah"...

His shouts were filled with unprecedented panic and fear, but they were directly drowned out by the thunder without any suspense, so that no one in the whole village heard his only "warning".

Turning around to run away, the urge to pee on his crotch was already unstoppable, but he forgot to lift his pants at all - so much so that after a few steps, he tripped over the leg of his pants and fell to the ground...

The sturdy body "snapped" on the muddy grass, he desperately got up, opened his mouth to shout, but in the dark night, the team that slammed like a tsunami had already appeared in front of him.

The lightning appeared again, and the last scene left in Ryker's vision was only the snow-bright sword light that flashed under the electric light.

"Poof—"

With the strong momentum of the horse, Roddy's scimitar directly slashed the orc in front of him - the corpse of the other party was knocked to the ground by Sodrore's war horse before it fell, and then it was directly crushed into meat sauce by the battle formation of more than thirty war horses...

The scouts rushed into the camp, the soldiers on either side cut the ropes of the tent, and some orcs noticed the anomaly and shouted out of the tent - and they were greeted with the same fate as Ryker.

That night, all 54 orc soldiers in the village of Lendink were slaughtered!

Six hours later, in the early morning of August 22... The neighboring village of Glenn was similarly attacked, and none of the orcs survived.

In the evening of the same day, the "Blood Spear" tribe, forty kilometers away, suffered a similar blow.

Similar attacks continued to occur in a hurry, and by the night of August 24, five similar villages had been flattened!

And it was only then that the chieftain of the "Hammer of Rohar" had just discovered the fact of the massacre of the village of Lendink.

"Blitzkrieg" is simply a means of warfare that has never appeared in this world, and even in the war seventy years ago or even earlier, such a terrible "record" of slaughtering five villages in four days has never been heard!

So when it all happened, the orcs were completely stunned.

"These damn bastards!"

Chief Rohar swung his hammer and smashed the wooden table inside the tent, shouting viciously, "Call me! Inform all the warriors! I must make the blood spear pay!"

The powerful chieftain of the tribe was as powerful as a lion when he was angry, and the servant standing at the door trembled with fright, but he did not forget to whisper a reminder: "Chief, don't you need to talk to the witch doctor of Sarota-"

"You don't fucking understand what I'm saying?"

Before he could finish speaking, the hammer had already smashed on the ground in front of the servant with a "bang"... The blasting air wave directly swept the opponent out, and the orc weighing more than two hundred pounds of quality control fell on the ground six meters away for more than a second - "I said to inform all the soldiers, listen! Yes!"

"If you don't understand, give me death!"

On the other side, the servant who was injured by the air wave spat out a mouthful of blood, immediately shouted "yes", and got up and ran into the distance...

There have been a lot of contradictions between the "Rohar's Hammer" and the "Blood Spear", and the chief Rohar had been anxious about such a thing before, and when he heard the news that his subordinates had reported that the two villages of the tribe had been slaughtered, he didn't think about it, and almost immediately decided that this matter was a provocation by the "Blood Spear" to himself!

There was nothing wrong with such a judgment, because they would not have imagined that there would be a human team that would drive straight into the kingdom of Karen and kill it directly.

"Bloodspear tribe. This time I'm going to fight with you!!"

An angry Rohar would not have known that almost at the same time, a similar sound echoed in the chieftain's tent of the Bloodspear Clan—

"Rohar, I want you to pay !! with blood."

The huge battle axe "slashed" through the rough wooden chair, and the necklace of wolf teeth hanging from his neck flew, and the blood stains on it set off the anger of the "blood spear" chief Sark.

"They slaughtered three of my villages. It's unforgivable!

The tomahawk swept again, and the wooden chairs that were still half left suddenly shattered into pieces, and the flying wood chips even penetrated the thick tent, and the movement made several subordinates standing in front of Hasar feel like pins and needles, and cold sweat flowed.

"Gather your warriors. I'd like to see what he Rohar is capable of besides a despicable sneak attack?!"

"Yes!

The trembling minions rushed out of the tents and made their way to the villages, where they began to assemble their ranks...

The tribal conflict, which could have been mitigated, has been completely uncontrollable due to the disappearance of a total of five villages on both sides - and now, all orcs understand... This war is inevitable.

............

On the night of August 25th, it rained heavily.

While the two orc chieftains were angrily planning a battle, in the vast grassland, the scout team led by Luo Di was completely hidden in the rain like a ghost.

Heavy rain poured and visibility was less than three hundred meters. Between the undulating grassy slopes, low green simple tents are scattered all over the field of vision, and from a distance, they are almost unrecognizable—a team of thirty people is now resting in the rain in this "camouflage tent".

Changing into dry clothes in the dripping tent, the scouts chewed hard jerky in their mouths and held the ale they had brought with them when they set out, apparently trying to regain their strength by maintaining a high-calorie diet despite the harsh conditions.

Although the temperature was a little cold due to the heavy rain, it was undeniable that all the scouts were completely burning in their hearts at the moment - because. The thirty-man scout, after all these battles, miraculously maintained zero deaths! Not even a single serious wound appeared!

Two wolf cavalry squads inspecting the situation, five orc villages with armed forces, the orc kingdom that three generations of Karen Kingdom people have never taken the initiative to fight back, were torn open by their group of scouts who were "unpopular" in the eyes of others!

And what excites them the most is that the stupid enemy, who did not even know that they had done it, mistook it for the actions of a hostile clan and began to gather troops and prepare to kill each other!

In the past, they longed for the "legendary stories" in the mouths of those bards, but now they are gradually discovering it. Now his team seems to be creating a legend that is far more exaggerated than those stories.

In addition to the excitement in their hearts, these scouts would involuntarily look at the slightly larger tent not far away, with a little reverence in their eyes.

There, is the mastermind of this "legend" - Roddy's "temporary headquarters".

"The rain was heavier than usual, so it was just right to hide our tracks. ”

It was Sodrore who was talking, and there was a dirty mud mark on his face, but no one paid attention to his appearance at this time, because Roddy and Ruger, who were crowded in front of him, looked no better.

The tent was said to be a "temporary headquarters", but it was actually small enough for Roddy, Sodrore, and Ruger to gather in a squatting position. Roddy listened to Sodrore's words, shook his head, and replied, "Our luck is better, we can cover up as much as we can, and we can fake as much as we can, but in the end there will be flaws, and in the end these orcs will eventually understand what is happening—but when the battle starts, it doesn't matter." ”

"Now it looks like the heat should be about the same. ”

Sodrore looked at the map, where several villages had been marked with crosses to indicate that they had been captured. The light used for lighting in the tent came from the ring on Roddy's finger, and it was tightly concealed, and they were not afraid that it would be discovered.

"Our strategic goal has been basically achieved, and tomorrow there is still one last village left, and then we can retreat. ”

Roddy pointed to the village marked "Cossacks", "But I really didn't expect to encounter two wolf cavalry patrols along the way, and we've done pretty much it... If you want me to say, tomorrow this village does not necessarily have to attack. ”

"I think... Before they can figure out the situation, they can kill one more. ”

Ruger looked at the map between the three of them, and as he spoke, he touched the bandage on his head—it was a wound from the attack on the wolf cavalry squad, and it was clear that his hatred for the orcs would not be extinguished with a few successful raids.

"That's what I'm hesitating about right now. ”

Roddy looked up, looked at Sodrore, and asked, "What do you think?"