The gentle river was constantly splashing from the trampling of short men, and the deep voice of the tree man sounded full of anger at the moment, not at all the slow kindness that it once had.

More than a dozen ugly orcs surrounded him and continued to chop and even climb, relying on their short height, for a while they really fought evenly matched.

Of course, judging by the stiffness of the treeman's every move, it seems to rarely engage in such aggressive behavior, so much so that it seems clumsy

Not far from the river battlefield is a hill-bottom house hidden under the shade of vines.

The house looked similar to the one where Charles had been born and was now attacked by seven or eight orcs, but the sturdy walls and sealed windows seemed to be impossible to break for a while.

Because of the treeman's body, Charles didn't see it too clearly, but the architectural style that was more exquisite than human architecture made him subconsciously have a guess.

So the mood that was already eager to try it became even stronger.

He had a slight affection and curiosity for the Ents treant, and a dislike for the orcs. Now that we have met, of course we should make a move.

But thinking so, Charles didn't rush to do anything, but turned around after a few glances, turned around and ran back into the woods.

……

In fact, what Charles didn't know was that the presence of these orcs here actually had a lot to do with him-

Not long ago, he turned into a rock giant and broke through the Orc's encirclement of the Haradin, and many Orcs fled in a hurry, and although he chased and killed some, there were still many fish that slipped through the net.

These fish that slipped through the net instinctively gathered together afterwards, and these were one of the waves in front of them.

They could no longer return to Angban because they had not completed their mission.

Angban's rules weren't very kind to these orcs who didn't complete their tasks, and orcs weren't too stupid despite their simple brains.

They knew that they would definitely not have any good fruit to eat if they went back like this, so after a brief discussion with a few leading guys, they plunged into the big forest under the blue mountain range, ready to eat the mountain and never go back to be punished.

It's just that compared to the Charr, who have been living in the forest for a long time, these orc soldiers who have been trained in combat since their birth do not have much survival experience.

At first, they devoured all kinds of wild fruits, but since some unlucky orcs ate the poisonous fruits and rolled to death, these stupid creatures no longer dared to do so.

They began to organize hunting again, but because of the smell on their bodies, the prey could smell from a long distance, and then they were basically scared away, and the hunting was super difficult.

Of course, the orcs don't know the specific reason, they just find it difficult to hunt, and the harvest is too little to eat.

After a long and unbearable starvation, they were already hungry and went crazy about food.

It is not difficult to imagine what they will do when they see the dwelling place in this forest.

……

Charles didn't know any of this, and he couldn't tell the specific features of these generally ugly creatures, otherwise he would have one more reason to act.

And for the tree herdsman who rushed to help, the monsters around him were simply annoying!

Relying on their short bodies, they move around the shepherds, even "under the crotch". Although the tree herders occasionally trample or slap orcs to death with limb sweeps and leg lifts, most of the time, they are as nimble and cunning as monkeys.

They even crawl on their own bodies!

The angry tree man roared, raised his leg and stomped to death again and again, and the dozen or so orcs around him were a little frightened by this, but their movements did not stop in the slightest, but their red eyes generally became more crazy.

One of them even held a tree man with one leg and didn't let go and bit it hard!

They were stalling for time, until the kind of people not far away broke through the pitiful wooden defenses.

At that point, the food will appear in the mouth!

And the bark seems to be delicious......

The dwarf orc, who hugged the treant's thigh with all his strength, subconsciously chewed the hard thing he bit off for a moment, and then stared at the dry tree leg in front of him with his eyes shining.

Just as it was thinking about whether it should take another bite to quench its hunger, a sharp arrow came in an instant, and with a snort, it pierced directly through the temple area on the side of its head!

Sharp arrows stained red and white on the other side, sharp edges. The orc dissipated all his strength and flew directly from the treant's raised leg to slam the ground.

Its body slammed into one of its unlucky kind, and the stream that served as a battlefield splashed with water!

The orcs panicked, but before they could react, the little thing that was holding an axe and slashing at its "neck" suddenly screamed, and then fell on its back with its butt covered!

However, it did not fall completely, but was dragged off its body by the treeman with his "hands" and smashed to the surface, causing black blood to bloom suddenly.

At the same time, another sharp arrow came like lightning, and it shot into the eye socket of another orc on the ground!

The other party subconsciously covered his eyes, and then collapsed.

In just a few seconds, three of the same kind died, and the remaining orcs were panicked when they saw this, and of course some were too hungry to look hideous, but whether they were flustered or fierce, they couldn't see any enemies when they looked in the direction from which the arrow came!

The shooter had apparently found a hiding spot in advance.

So when the fourth arrow killed another of the same kind, the ugly thing wisely turned around and ran.

It's just that just as the orcs began to flee, they suddenly found that their legs standing in the water at this moment could not move at all!

One of the orcs, with a scar on his head, roared and pulled it out with all his might, but that didn't do anything other than numb his legs.

Feeling the cold, damp water, and the strange touch hidden in the river, which clings to his legs like maggots on tarsal bones, the orc can't help but despair.

Immediately after that, he was slapped into the air by the reacting tree man, and he flew in a messy manner, because of the huge force, the upper body and the lower body directly folded into a weird angle and continued to swing, and then fell to the ground with a bang like abandoned garbage.

……

For Charles at this time, it was not particularly difficult to deal with these small number of orcs.

In fact, in this case, he could use his shadow ability to restrain these guys, and then let the treants attack.

It's just that the shadow power is very hidden, so he doesn't expect anyone to find out about their role in this battle.

But if he guessed correctly, it was better for him to show a certain amount of "credit".

That's why he started attacking with a bow and arrow.

This behavior directly caused the group of orcs to collapse within the minute he joined the battle, and most of them were restrained, and then they were either shot to death or shot to death.

A small number of those who were not initially restrained also fell to the ground involuntarily during the escape, and then followed in the footsteps of their kind.

The Treant relaxed, and then he saw the Charles, who had come out of the woods, and was about to say hello, when an anxious cry suddenly came from the previously walled wooden house.

"Bark, come on, Cele Budil is injured!"

Hearing this, the Treant hurriedly turned around and walked away, while Charles raised an eyebrow not far away.

Sure enough, it's an elf!

It was spoken in Sinda, with a strange accent, similar to that of a shepherd.

Forest, Cabin, Elven ...... Charles is almost certain that this is the Green Elf.

Not long ago, he was surprised by the mistake of his own route, but now he has encountered an alternative target, so that Charles has a sense of brightness.