"Let's go rescue my fellow half-elves! I will never allow them to be transported to the orc kingdom and be crushed to death! Zhang Yuan roared.

"Yes, sir!" The militiamen shouted. "Let the heads of your enemies tell me how strong you are! Let the blood of the enemy tell us how brave you are! Let me go! ”

The sound of the snow monster's mammoth's hooves hitting the ground was like a war drum from ancient times, and it struck in the hearts of Lan Yue and Li Jubing. "Mentor, I want to go." Li Jubing said.

"I won't allow you to go along!" The expression on the face of the Goddess of the Night was ugly, and she whispered, "This matter has made my brain very messy, you let me be quiet." 01 Li Jubing was silent.

Secretly lifting the bread leaf vine curtain, Li Jubing saw that the mammoth was full of well-armed warriors, walking towards the depths of the wasteland.

In the cold and biting wasteland, the blood of every militia is burning. The tragic fate of those half-elves who were good at shooting made everyone's heart tremble. The Tree Demon Shu Shan Kui easily followed the footsteps left by the orcs and the guidance of all the plants and trees, and searched for the exact direction of the orcs.

At night, the eyesight of the tree demon clan can also rank among the entire night elf races, that is, looking at the whole continent, except for the purebred night elves, there are not too many who can boast of surpassing the tree demon in terms of night vision ability.

After all, for Night Elves, night is their day. The eyesight of the orcs is almost the same as that of the blind at night compared to that of the Dryad.

Zhang Yuan's human race is an exception, his body has undergone the cultivation of multiple trial ground worlds, and many of his own functions have been transformed a lot. Although it is not as good as the purebred Night Elves, it is not bad at all compared to the Dryad.

After a few hours of rapid marching, the Flying Leaf Militia found the orc camp

The murderous Flying Leaf militia stopped in front of a barren hill, and on the other side of the barren hill, two miles away, was the orc camp.

Although the orcs are notoriously cautious in their defensive hearts, Zhang Yuan's cunning is not in vain. The combat effectiveness of two hundred professional orc mercenaries is not simple, and Zhang Yuan is not stupid enough to rush forward, facing the opponent's knightly military crossbow arrows, showing off his bravery.

All the mammoths did as instructed by the Snow Hercules, prostrate behind a barren hill to avoid revealing their huge figures.

Zhang Yuan, wearing a ring of grass on his head, climbed over the barren hills with one of his Night Elf archer scouts, and secretly approached the Terran camp, taking a closer look at the figures of these orc mercenaries.

When approaching a two-hundred-meter radius around the Terran camp, Zhang Yuan found a lot of small traps and traps. Needless to say, these traps must be the work of the best of the orc mercenaries.

Out of caution, Zhang Yuan did not dare to dismantle these traps without authorization, and stopped advancing, leaning on the wild grass to secretly look at this orc camp.

The camp of the orc tribe is brightly lit, and the slave traders' choice of the place to camp knows that they are more experienced at a glance. In the barren hills of the Egyptian plains, most of them are barren grasses that are one person high. They camped on an empty plain with barren hills on their backs. The barren grass here is not the kind of long, one-man tall grass, but all meadows formed by dandelions and alfalfa in the withered yellow ground.

Except for a barren hill on the south side, the other three directions are full of this kind of flat meadows within three to five miles, and if something happens, the orc mercenaries can immediately get on their horses and use their best wolf knights to sprint to disperse any incoming enemies, or they can form a battle formation of wagons and give full play to their well-equipped strengths to fight a war of attrition.

And on the top of the barren hill behind the Terran camp, there was also a bonfire. Several sentries can be clearly seen hovering over it, taking in the qiē on the opposite side.

A large group of mercenaries and merchants sat in a circle, each around their own campfire, with trucks outside, and coffee and food boiling on the roaring bonfire in front of them, talking and laughing loudly.

The mercenary wolves knew at a glance that they were well-trained, and the reins were dropped on the ground, allowing the huge wolves to roam the surroundings, and no disturbance could escape their eyes and noses.

The crowd around the campfire stand was shouting from time to time to persuade people to drink. The sound of wood crackling as it burns, the unbridled laughter of women and the sound of horseshoes hitting the ground.

In the place opposite Zhang Yuan and the others, there was a group of orc mercenaries practicing martial arts. A few orc mercenaries surrounded a bearded mercenary, and they fought in a dazzling manner. The besieged mercenary was clearly a brilliant swordsman, wielding a knife in one hand and calmly strolling, occasionally breaking the belt of an opponent's trousers with his sword, causing a burst of laughter.

In a short time, several opponents were defeated in his swift swordsmanship, and the onlookers were all applauding. A plump and bewitching-looking half-elf woman was pushed into his arms, which looked like a prize.

The bearded orc mercenary played his knife tricks, his long knife lightning as fast as lightning, pulling a "Z" shape of lightning on the half-elf woman's chest. There was a scream, and the woman's white chest was exposed, followed by laughter.

The bearded orc mercenary laughed maniacally and picked up the half-elf woman in a puffy skirt and slipped behind a tent. The fog gradually thickened, and on the moonlit wasteland, the sound of orc mercenaries drinking came from the watery wasteland.

The half-elven slaves who were good at shooting smashed their heavy chains, each facing west. Unkempt sat around the wagon, surrounded by a few orcs armed with military crossbows, munching on bread and kicking them with their leather boots for amusement.

Zhang Yuan silently remembered the range of the opponent's troops, made a gesture with them, and returned to the back of the barren hill where the brigade of men and horses was ambushed.

"Although this mercenary force is numerous, most of them are vulnerable. Again, I don't need captives! Bai Kuiyue! Put down the blindfold on the weevil! Zhang Yuan instructed carefully.

For mammoth war elephants, as long as they have a snow monster Hercules commanding them, they don't need eyes to know which direction to charge. "Got it!" Bai Kuiyue agreed angrily.

"The meadows here are suitable for charging, and the Terran cavalry can't play mammoths. I looked, they have some military crossbows in them, but there are not many of them, this weapon is very expensive, but fortunately we have prepared a wooden shield covered with iron sheet this time! Zhang Yuan took the mountain handed over by the puppet leader King Kong and said.

The snow monster mammoth half-kneeling on the ground all straightened up under the urging of the snow monster Hercules, Zhang Yuan raised his mace, stood on the barren hill, and was about to chant secret words to release the aura of bravery and prayer to charge, an unexpected discovery made him shut up.

Just when Zhang Yuan was leading the people to prepare, on the barren hill where the orc camp was leaning, a large group of black and flickering figures suddenly rushed out, waving weapons in their hands, without making a sound, like a quiet flood, and suddenly rushed from the barren hill to the camp of the orc clan.

At this time, the sky gradually became overcast, and the moon in the sky was tightly covered by dark clouds, Zhang Yuan rolled his eyes and looked at it for a long time, but he couldn't see that it was a group of people who robbed his business.

There were too many of these sneak attackers, and a large number of figures rushed over from the other side of the barren hill, Zhang Yuan couldn't figure it out, those Terran sentinels just now were eating? Isn't it too bullshitty that so many sneak attackers can quickly rush through the barren hills, they must have been hidden under the barren hills for a long time, and such a large army can hide under their noses without noticing?

The orc mercenaries were at an absolute disadvantage in the dark, and the sudden blows and the darkness around them left them at a loss to launch an effective counterattack. The proud knights and cavalry were now unable to find their wolf, or even who was attacking them.