"Gotta get out of here!"

Firin's entire body was hidden in the large package behind Alista, and after smearing his whole body with a special potion made by Sinjid, even in such a place with many orcs, he didn't have to worry about being discovered by those orcs with a keen sense of smell. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"The strength of that captain of the guard is not weak, the effect of the [Puppet Demon Queen] will definitely not last long, we must get out of here as soon as possible. ”

The [Puppet Elixir] naturally cannot be unrestricted, even for these wolf cavalry and kobolds in the current team, the effect of the [Puppet Elixir] can only last for about three days, and after this time, it is necessary to pour the [Puppet Elixir] again, and for a guy who is as strong as the captain of the guard, the [Puppet Elixir] may not even be able to hold on to the effect of three hours, and for those high-level peak powerhouses, this elixir can hardly have the slightest effect.

"Yes!"

Asta naturally knew the severity, and hurriedly shouted to his fellow clansmen to hurry up and leave this town, after passing this border pass, behind them was the vast territory of the Orc Empire, even the fastest leopard tribe, it was impossible to find a team of only a few dozen people in such a vast land.

The sky is high and the birds are more, and the sea is wide for the fish to swim.

Entering the border requires strict inspection, but when leaving this border from the other side, there is no difficulty, and without stopping here for a second, this unknown team passed through this border pass and disappeared on the other side of the border pass.

After I don't know how long it took, the guards of Netsegadri seemed to be crazy, sweeping this majestic and tall border pass from beginning to end, all of them were swept aside, and no corner was missed, and the orcs living in Netsegard looked at those warriors in horror one by one, and turned their houses savagely to the side with heavy faces, and they didn't know what they were looking for, and some of the orcs with raw faces were directly pulled and interrogated again, and the werewolves and minotaurs were the focus of interrogation.

But even so, except for a few orcs who kept shouting in Netsergard's prison, these armies didn't seem to have caught the people they were looking for, and after the chaos, two scouts composed entirely of elite leopard people rushed out of Netsergard, all the way, towards the command camp on the battlefield, and the other heading towards the hinterland of the orc empire.

The situation seemed to become tense all of a sudden.

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“...... One hundred and thirty-one, one hundred and thirty-two, one hundred and thirty-three!

"Good boy, your military exploits today are a total of ...... Seven hundred and eighty-six! Well done, boy!"

It was already dusk, and most of the human troops on the battlefield had withdrawn, so many years of experience told them not to fight with the orcs at night, that would only cause them heavy casualties, so during this time period, most of the human armies were collecting and calculating the soldiers' military exploits and spoils, and the army of the Rocky Kingdom would naturally be no exception.

At this time, the tent where the military merits were calculated was already filled with the whispers of the soldiers, one hundred and thirty-three orcs left ear, that is, one hundred and thirty-three orcs were beheaded in one day, which made those soldiers who were no more than twenty or thirty a day on average, and who were not more than fifty in their desperate work, and who had to carry a scar, could only look at the person standing at the table with envy and hatred.

"Thank you. ”

Coldly replied, the person at the table turned straight away, completely ignoring the meaningless eyes that shot from all directions, maybe the strange eyes on his face had completely blocked these eyes, that's right, this person was the Infinite Sword Saint who came all the way from the Great Wind City to this battlefield - Master Yi, since he joined this army in the Rocky Kingdom a few days ago, the name Yi has been spread like a myth among these low-level soldiers.

The number of enemies killed every day is more than 100, and the military merits accumulated in the past few days have exceeded 3,000 points, and the one-handed swordsmanship is simply invincible on the battlefield, and the comrades-in-arms who follow him never need to worry about getting injured, what they need to worry about is how to pick up a little cheap behind this powerful comrade-in-arms.

It is said that by this Yi's side, there is a guy who collects the spoils of war for him and cuts off the ears of the orcs, and he only needs to follow Yi's ass and cut off the ears every day, and he can share two hundred points of military merit every day from Yi's hands, which is simply ...... Picking up military exploits from the ground, something you can't even dream of!

If it weren't for the fact that it was said that the person was a friend who joined the army with Yi, I was afraid that he would have been taught a lesson and robbed of the position where the oil and water were enough to explode, after all, no one dared to pretend to be forced in front of Yi, in the army, the most convincing thing is strength.

However, no matter how those soldiers speculated about Master Yi, they couldn't imagine that in the eyes of Master Yi, they didn't care about those military exploits at all, let alone two hundred military exploits a day, even if they gave out all the military merits they earned, Master Yi didn't care at all, walked out of the military merit tent, and walked straight towards the tent where he lived, and several people who lived with him saw him walk in, and they all stood up with some restraint, except for the young swordsman who slept on the outside, but he greeted him with an excited face, he was the guy who was rumored to pick up military merit on the ground。

"Put it away. ”

Casually threw the military merit brand he received into the arms of this young swordsman, Master Yi went directly back to his bed and sat down cross-legged, this is a habit he developed on this battlefield, meditating and meditating every night to consume the day's harvest on the battlefield, this harvest naturally refers to not the military merits and trophies that can be seen, but the sharpening of Wuji Kendo obtained between life and death struggles.

However, it seems that today, Yi's meditation had to stop.

"Which is easy?"

The curtain of the tent was raised from the outside, and a herald soldier came in, scanning everyone in the tent, speaking with a kind of arrogance that seemed to be on high above.

Yi on the bed slowly opened his eyes and looked at this herald soldier with some doubts, several other people had already pointed their fingers at him and told Yi his identity to this herald soldier, as the lowest cannon fodder soldier, even if it was a herald soldier, it was also an existence they wanted to please.

"Are you the one who is easy, but you can't see how powerful you are..."

The herald soldier carefully looked at Master Yi, who was sitting on the bed without moving, "Boy, your luck has come!"

"Come with me! His Royal Highness the Crown Prince wants to see you!"