Slave gladiator-turned-Crum Roar, a genius warrior who has been in the Colosseum for many years, knows all the rules of the game, and has wandered among the large beasts every time without danger, and has survived until now, was blessed by the great shaman to open his wisdom, and then followed the chief Krulen Stoneheart to conquer the mountain country of Rocoville, and continued to learn hungrily in the war, and now has grown into a commander in the stream. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

With the alertness and prudence of the commander of the expeditionary corps, he led the fifty-six veterans selected by the "Tinder" plan to march westward day and night.

Each member is a determined warrior, armed with a simple short sword and a skinned wooden shield, following the winding path of the mountain stream, through the fragrant meadows that dot the peaks of the Mengwu Gorge and the Ograni Mountains, and through the picturesque hills into the borders of the Duchy of Lotrun.

Twenty-one more teams with the same goal in mind marched in different directions, and at a critical time when the expeditionary legion faced a real defeat and the slave revolt was at a low ebb, the orc chieftain agreed to Aldrich Triss's strategic detour through the mouth of Overseer Krum Roar.

If the plan succeeds, the alliance formed by the great slave owners of the South will be dealt a great blow. Even if the dandelion plan to spread the fire fails, at least the blood and death can awaken the large number of enslaved orc laborers and slaves, stop meaningless illusions, and prepare to take up arms to fight.

Along the way, Krum Roar used his experience to deliberately search for the Forester's hut, searching for food and jerky to replenish consumption.

Entering the territory of the Duchy of Lotram, in the gentle foothills of Ograni, the Tinder team discovered a villa used by the human aristocracy to escape the heat in the summer, despite the dust piled up in the empty buildings, and the unused food in the storage rooms and cellars filled every orc warrior's bag of grain almost to the bottom.

In order to make it easy to carry, Aldrich Triss taught the art of frying wheat flour, which not only made it shelf-stable, but also changed the logistics of the orcs in a surprising way.

The team spent a little longer at the summer house, using a large vat of butter, twelve barrels of flour, a jar of coarse salt from the sea, and consumables with a low recovery rate, such as arrows, in preparation for the preparation of dry food.

When everything was ready, Krum Roar led his team on, leaving the rolling peaks behind him far behind, passing through lush forests with the occasional bird startled by their steps, perhaps frightened by the bloody aura of the orc warriors and fleeing far away, cutting a gentle arc across the cliffs not far away, making them look particularly wild and gloomy.

Chief Kruren Stoneheart led the people who were willing to follow him, and returned to Rocoville, the land of the mountains, a large number of wounded soldiers with limited mobility and unwilling to drag down their compatriots, not long ago, smashed the shackles and shackles on their bodies, and forged into swords, occupying the Cambert Territory and the Black Castle, connecting with each other, acting as the last barrier for the people to embark on the road to freedom.

Defeated in the tide of blood and fire, the situation was irretrievable, Ian McCallane was forgiven by his friends and led all the small-scale sneak attacks, losing nearly half of his musketeers, with a large amount of loot, on the Kirov airship with excellent camouflage ability.

In the bleak night, Aldrich Triss watched them leave, cross the Harrell Heights, pass through the Olabado Mountains, and return to their homeland in the Principality of Maryland.

He was silent for a long time, and the orcs who followed Palanturu did not express their impatience with their displeasure, and as time went on, many gray-white clouds appeared on the peaks that had previously held the blue sky, and gradually revealed their brilliance, and the edges were bright and glaring.

The white clouds that linger on the top of the mountain turn into a brilliant rose, and then into a brilliant purple red like the tail of a bird of paradise, and when the sun's rays shine through them emit a fiery morning glow, the granite peaks that have stood for an unknown number of years have flowed in an instant, and the turbulence of the sun is full of vitality and incomparably brilliant.

The ubiquitous morning light revealed the outlines of Violabado's rolling mountains, the ice sheets that had accumulated for years above the snow line shone brightly, illuminating the nearby hills and peaks covered in lush vegetation, the terrible abyss that opened its mouth to swallow everything between the gray stones formed by the solidified magma, and the round hills between the sea of clouds and the mountains.

Aldrich Triss stopped pondering and laughed self-deprecatingly, "Turn your back to the direction of the rising sun, and before you know it, it has quietly arrived!"

The Orc Expeditionary Corps left behind a mess that could not be cleaned up, with a large number of wounded soldiers and untrained laborers and slaves, and the low combat effectiveness was almost negligible.

The lack of medical care and medicine became the biggest problem, but there was a lot of surplus in food and ordnance, and in order to reduce the burden and the burden of marching, neither the Tinder squad carrying out the Dandelion Project nor the freedom-seeking tribesmen led by the chief Cruren Shixin carried too much.

"We have to buy time, but the enemy is gradually tightening the encirclement network, the internal situation has deteriorated to the point of collapse, and fighters are dying every moment, then the only way to fight for and get a breakthrough is to fall on the enemy. ”

Humans and Bloodlines will only cooperate when facing orc slaves, and when the only opponent is weakened, the two sides will definitely clash because of their philosophical differences, or at least they will be wary of each other, after all, the Bloods feed on human blood, which is a natural decision that cannot be changed.

Aldrich Tris decided to use this as an opportunity to pry into the enemy camp that was not monolithic, and not seek to fight between the two sides, but at least let them pull each other's legs and miss the best opportunity to destroy the orc expeditionary legion.

The human forces that approached the Black Castle were said to be the Knights of the Oak and the Sword from the Riverbend region, and the leader was a transcendent warrior who never struck, perhaps because of his age, and lay down in the Green Cloak Forest, where he did not plan to leave.

According to the custom, there will be a hunting team of the Blood Clan to cooperate, responsible for the longer and longer nights and providing related intelligence support, but the Oak and Sword Knights, although the number of regular sword knights is less than two hundred, and the auxiliary attendants and servants plus just more than one thousand, there is not a single Blood Clan nearby.

"It's strange! It is impossible to resist the infiltration of the pervasive vampire minions, it is the strength of that extraordinary martial artist, if it is true, it is too amazing. ”

Aldrich Triss, who decided to visit, did not dare to be negligent and arranged for his followers to maintain order in the Black Castle-Cumbert Territory and go to the Green Cloak Forest alone.

The well-defended Knights are stationed in the camp, which is a bit of a headache for the Virtue Knights who are not full of stealth skills, but randomly stimulating the two wild boars to go berserk and driving them in the direction of the Oak and Sword Knights makes the defense system full of loopholes.

Aldrich Triss sent out a hostile temptation of unprecedented intensity against the transcendent warriors in the main camp, and the expected calm as an abyss did not appear, and Lansenlot, the descendant of the divine blood of the Lord of Dawn, immediately fought back in anger, but unfortunately the Virtue Knight had long since hidden his breath and quickly left the Knights' station.

"A warrior with a quick temper is definitely not an easy object to communicate with, it seems that he can only find a human nobleman who is greedy, knows how to weigh the pros and cons, and can be bought, although the other party is also a slave owner, but it does not prevent him from reaching a tacit understanding with the orcs. ”

After Aldrich Triss left, the anger of the Lord of Sword Bay fell into the air, and he gradually realized that he had missed something. However, the cautious and cautious Ranson Lott never dared to underestimate any opponent, as long as the Virtue Knight was not left alone and stayed in the orc legion, he would not make rash moves.

Even after stepping into the Sanctuary and approaching the heroes of the Golden Age, the descendants of the Lord of the Dawn still maintained their original intentions, and even after the turmoil of the turbulent years, the incomparably glorious family quietly declined, it did not prevent Ransenlott from finding his own path.

The lion kills the hare, and he must do his best!

What's more, the opponent this time is a terrifying character who has stepped into the knight lord level with one foot and has a cycle of eight virtues, and the source is inexhaustible.

Having not shown his full power in his armed form, the Lord of Sword Bay misjudged Aldrich Triss's prowess and believed that he would understand the roots of his opponent if he revealed the Golden Fleece banner of the Golden Age hero and the demigod holy ship Argo.

In a calm state of mind, Aldrich Triss may be attracted by the strength and status of the Lord of Sword Bay, and both sides will fight with all their might, burning their lives to the sublimation of everything.

Unfortunately, the Virtuous Knight is on a mission to stay in the stubborn camp of slavery, taking advantage of the desperate counterattack of orc labor and slaves, tearing open a corner and plunging the whole into chaos, and does not want to do meaningless things.

The secondary choice of communication is a pot-bellied, traditional image of a decaying closet-style aristocracy, seemingly shallow but occupying most of the space, and crammed with all kinds of valuable gadgets, albeit from the accumulation of the blood and sweat of slaves.

Baron Elijah Hill Tate, the heir to a new family formed by the marriage of two middle-class nobles of the Duchy of Virginie, inherited the surnames of his father and mother, and continued the cunning minds and wise minds of both sides.

When Aldrich Tris, who suddenly appeared in front of him, sent a kind gift on behalf of the orcs, a string of the heads of the vampire knights that had been specially preserved, even if Elijah Hill Tate didn't say anything, he was very happy in his heart.

Greedily like a vampire!

This is the curse that most of the slaves and laborers in the southern principalities pour out their hatred for the plantation owners, but the source is the human aristocracy who are dissatisfied with the vampires who control everything behind the scenes.

To be honest, vampires who wield power are not as greedy as dragons to possess all shiny things, and human blood, especially nobles of noble blood, is the food they need, and it has nothing to do with the role of greed for money.

However, all the arguments cannot withstand the decades-long continuous indoctrination of those who have a heart, and the association between vampires and greed, and incidentally, can also wash away the infamy of exploiting and exploiting slaves, which is worthy of a well-designed play.

Baron Elijah Hill Tate offered a welcome gift of sincerity, despite the fact that the two sides were on opposite sides, and took the initiative to talk to Aldrich Tris.

The meeting between the two was unknown to outsiders, but Aldrich Triss secretly returned to Blackcastle and took out a large number of well-made wound medicine from the magical space bag he carried, the red sock given by the King of Reindeer, and saved nearly 100 seriously injured people from the brink of death.

The accompanying plant atlas has a method of picking herbs with good curative effects and refining the essence of medicinal effects, so that healthy orc warriors can collect and make them as much as possible, and after testing on animals, after proving their authenticity, the wounded who had given up on themselves are gradually regaining confidence and hope.

"Now only if you believe that the chief will lead the rescued people back to the tribe in the land of mountains, will you be blinded!"

In the area of the Benniu River along the Blacksburg-Cumbert Territory, Aldrich Tris's plan to gain time continues to simmer, spreading key points about the survival of the Orc rebels to the ears of the BloodClan Kill Party through the mouths of the human nobles.

"That's right! Without those filthy orc rung-from, the banner of rebellion would not have been given to us at all, and the previous quota was in the hands of the descendants of the lineage. ”

"We were all tacitly excluded from the power ladder by those in power at the top, and if it weren't for the massive slave rebellion in the Duchy of Virginy, there would have been no chance of coming out at all. ”

"Are the rumors reliable? I only care about that, I don't want to pay attention to other things, anyway, the pile of slave heads on a hill is enough to pave the stepping stone for me to step into the family's decision-making circle. ”

"Come on, it hasn't changed much after you go in, do you have the right to speak? Can you speak at a closed-door meeting? Don't think that cutting off the heads of a few orc women and children will show off your achievements. ”

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The Bloods halted their plans to attack the last remaining orcs and gathered together against the rules to discuss countermeasures against the rumors that were spreading in the land.

Among them, there are inevitably selfish people who sincerely think about their own interests, indifferent people who see reality clearly but cannot change the rules of the game, cunning fanatics who earn merit through opportunistic means but lack confidence, and really smart people who are frightened by the amazing results they have put together.

Without exception, they were all affected by rumors, or nonsense, and were undecided about whether to completely wipe out the last territory and the last foundation of the orc rebels.

"The birds are all gone, the good bow is hidden, the cunning rabbit is dead, and the lackeys are cooking" is not unprecedented, it really kills the orcs, and there are indeed a handful of low-level blood clans who have been promoted this year......

And what about next year?

Small-scale tentative attacks continued, but the orcs in the Black Castle-Cumbert territory were completely wiped out due to Aldrich Triss's manipulation of human weaknesses and the utilitarian psychological tendency of the lower bloods.