The news of the fall of Blackcastle soon reached Lemmon, the capital of the Duchy of Virginy, and although the city did not fall into depression, the bustling commercial streets were still deserted by false rumors of the truth. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

The mud caused by the autumn rain for several days seriously hindered the advance of the reserve militia to the Manassas region to suppress the bandits, crawling on the ground at the speed of a turtle.

Fearing the flames of war, the freedmen of the surrounding area packed their belongings into wagons as much as they could, and rushed to the safest capital, Lemon City, where they clogged up the cobweb-like passages of the countryside.

The thieves who fish in troubled waters, the robbers who take advantage of the fire, are like mushrooms after the rain, they come out of nowhere, they are usually suppressed enough by the guards of the garrison, and now there are less people in the way above their heads, and they are all active and a little crazy.

Dozens of convoys stretching for miles, as well as a steady stream of evacuees arriving from afar, inadvertently reveal the yellow glow of wealth, attracting the attention of more criminals wandering in the gray area.

Even in the convoy that is as winding as a snake and has a bloated body, there are some people with two identities who are planning to eat black and black.

With shouts, insults, cries for help and wailing, blunt blows, the crunch of broken bones, the city of Lemmon had to recall the militia of the garrison and try to maintain order on the verge of collapse.

The prosperity and peace built on hard labor, the blood and sweat of slaves, and the bones shook slightly as the orc legions, which served as cannon fodder and were forcibly driven into battle, raised the flag of rebellion.

When the orcs, freed from the control of the bridles, the halters, and the chews, established the Iron Tribe in the spell forbidden area, and with the advantage of occupying favorable terrain and backing the countries of Middle-earth in dire need of strategic buffers, to block the iron hooves of the Southern Alliance, the once extremely solid building was crumbling.

As for the current situation, an orc army with siege weapons bypassed the Olabado Mountains, which were originally regarded as a moat, quickly conquered the Cumbert Territory, and then successfully captured the Black Castle along the Running Bull River, obtained a large number of weapons in reserve, and armed them by relieving the orc laborers in the surrounding manors, and the strength of the army has swelled dramatically.

I don't know who came up with such a sinister and vicious strategy, like a butterfly flapping its wings gently, but it has set off an unprecedented storm in the current Duchy of Virginie.

The laborers and slaves were waiting for a deliverance that could arise at any moment, and they had no intention of harvesting the crops. With a total of 670,000 people, if the regular legions were still there, they could easily suppress the noise and consolidate the order that had lasted for hundreds of years.

Unfortunately, in order to fight against the coalition forces of the countries of Middle-earth, they all stayed on the border line of dogs, peeking at each other and waiting for the opponent to show their flaws first.

There was no waiting for the irregular attrition of the regular legions of the Principality of Maryland, although the cold autumn came earlier than usual, but unfortunately the opponent completed the change of clothes early.

Good quality woolen coats and thick blankets flowed to Virginy through private channels, and the same equipment of the two sides was compared face-to-face, and the treatment of ordinary soldiers in the hostile camp could be as long as that of the manor knights of the Principality of Maryland who brought their own equipment into the army.

This is not what the Honored Lord said during the pre-war mobilization - leading everyone all the way north to rescue the last drop of oil and water squeezed out of the bone marrow of the sweatshop, the so-called free choice of work, in fact, the life of the land is worse than the hard labor of the orcs on the plantation.

The soldiers of the countries of Middle-earth are hooligans and villains living in increasingly corrupt cities, officers who greedily drink the blood of their soldiers to fatten themselves, and lead a group of rookies who have never fought and whose morale is almost zero, arrogantly trying to prevent the salvation of the righteous army, like a praying mantis raising its arms to block the heavy wheels.

However, in recent times, whether it is a frontal battle or a private exchange, it is not the same thing at all. I feel that I have been deceived by the honorable lord, otherwise I will go down the war and celebrate the festival in the capital of the Principality of Maryland at the end of the year, how can I not fulfill it for a long time.

After the Orc Expeditionary Legion successfully captured the Black Castle, Chief Kruren Stoneheart followed Aldrich Tris's instructions and sent orc warriors who had quickly grown into veterans after several wars in the name of rescuing their fellow citizens.

With the superiority of steel weapons and protective equipment, fifteen standard 100-man teams swept along the gravel paths between the countryside and swept through the empty farms and plantations.

The distribution of weapons and local conscription, the conversion of hard laborers and slaves into soldiers, are all treated according to the treatment of reservists, as long as the next battle, dare to wave weapons at the slave owners, break free from the spiritual shackles, and immediately be absorbed into the sequence of the regular army.

As long as a hundred-man team successfully swept continuously, its strength could quickly increase dramatically, often doubling the rate and rapidly expanding into a standard thousand-man army.

With the veteran as the backbone, the old and the new are taught the martial arts of battlefield fighting, and after a few more killings, even the slaves and hard laborers who are inferior to the dust in the humble ground will soon start to fight with a roar.

"Twenty-four thousand one hundred and seventy-four!"

Through the distribution of metal nameplates recording various identification materials, Aldrich Tris was able to grasp the total number of the expanded orc expeditionary legion for the first time, and even he did not expect the result.

A small black fort was stocked with the ordnance of such a large number of soldiers, and as for the soldiers who recruited the laborers and slaves in the surrounding area and transformed them into orc legions in the name of rescue, even if there were many of them, he was not surprised.

The power of the partners has swelled dramatically, and Ian McCallane's little money is no longer daring to show off, but he is a little overthinking.

Chief Kruren Stoneheart was hindered by Aldrich Trik, a human knight with the name of Palanturu, and his extraordinary high-end combat power, even if he coveted the power of muskets and mortars, he did not dare to rashly ask for requisition.

He simply asked Overseer Krum Roar to organize a ranged attack force consisting mainly of archers and crossbowmen, and select suitable candidates from among the skilled laborers to become shield-wielding warriors with a focus on defense.

With a large number of weapons of all kinds, the expeditionary legion that was originally based on field warfare has also begun to evolve into a regular army, and the two knights who are silently watching are very aware that the changes will definitely not be completed overnight, but Aldrich Tris, who does not want to interfere in the internal affairs of the orcs, stopped his friend Ian McCallane from condescending "guidance" of the orc overseers in time.

"The number of troops exceeding 10,000 has become a serious threat to the ruling order. I believe that the human slave owners will not remain indifferent, and the vampire families behind them will not sit idly by. Adjacent to the Benniu River, built against the backdrop of the mountain and with the advantage of terrain, the Black Fort is not a place to stay for a long time. Remember, we are here to save our enslaved people, and we cannot take our own reputation and exploits into account. ”

On the top floor of the former main building of the Black Castle, almost open-air, Chief Cruren Shixin sat on the gravel seat, and although he was a little uncomfortable to sit on, he chose to die for the sake of his own face.

On the left and right are the henchmen who have been personally promoted by the orc chieftain, the generals led by the Overseer Krum Roar, and the interior officials led by the captain of the guard, who are a little puzzled by Kruren Stoneheart's words, but for the sake of never making mistakes, the general will nod his head suspiciously.

Hearing the conversation between Aldrich Triss and Ian McCallane in the armored float through the Totem Staff's special abilities, Cruren Stoneheart agrees, he is also a crisis-conscious person, and does not think that the current military strength in his hands can compete with the regular army of human slave owners and the more powerful vampire families.

"The Great Shaman sounded the clarion call for war on the road to freedom, and lit the flame of rebellion against slavery, even if it was a small spark, I hope to spread the spark to all the people who are still enslaved. ”

"Therefore......" the orc chief stood up solemnly, "I give a new order! Divide the now bloated and huge legion into a hundred-man team and march in all directions, not to care about the gains and losses of one city or one place, but more importantly, to rescue the enslaved compatriots and convey the will to resist the rule of the slave masters." ”

Both the military generals who had a strong desire to call for war and the internal affairs officials who were in charge of supplies and weapons and equipment were so moved by Kruren Shixin's words that they all stood up, knelt down on one knee and offered their loyalty to the chief, and swore that they would resolutely carry out the order.

It took two days to expand the army and rest and recuperate, and after surviving the most critical start-up period, the orc expeditionary legion, a tumor lodged on the body of the Duchy of Virginy, diffused highly toxic pus into the still healthy body parts with an unprecedented momentum.

As for the capital of the principality, the reserve militia, which had been forcibly recalled during the march, had completed the task of maintaining order, but was dragged down by the rapidly deteriorating law and order in the city, and never set foot outside the city.

As the bad news came one after another, they simply retreated to Lemmon City, stationed in this famous fortified city in the south, collecting crops and grain in the surrounding area, transporting them into large warehouses in the city, and preparing for a protracted battle with the orc rebels.

Quietly lurking in the Black Castle that has fallen, observing the strength of the target person, it is indeed worth the trip, the lord of Sword Bay, the warrior who has entered the hero level, did not rashly start a challenge, but relied on his transcendent status to turn his head back to visit the Grand Duke of Virgini, who had been overwhelmed by the crumbling situation.

The Mellon family behind him has vaguely expressed their dissatisfaction and complaints through special channels, and in the orc invasion in recent days, there are indeed many clansmen who have died in the chaos, although they are all low-level blood knights, babies who don't even have titles and talents.

After the Orc Expeditionary Corps was reduced to pieces, it reopened the passage of the Olabado Mountains to the west, and advanced north to the ruined Cumbert Territory. A mere few thousand troops successfully attacked the city and plundered the land, pushing the battle line forward by more than 100 kilometers.

The armies to the south and east along the Benniu River, which branched off from its tributaries, were met with considerable resistance, especially the rangers who brought their own dry food and weapons to protect their homeland, inherited the bravery of the pioneering era, and caused a lot of trouble for the orc march.

The stragglers will form a team in the run-in, they are familiar with the surrounding terrain, in their own territory, have the natural advantage of being able to replenish and recuperate at any time, and often join forces to form a superior force and strangle the lone orc army.

Plunder all the spoils, and if you can't digest them on the spot, destroy them on the spot, and never let the advantage be taken by the former slaves.

The manor that was strictly guarded was heavily constructed, fortified and even fortified, turning the soft persimmons that were originally kneaded at random into hard walnuts that could be knocked out in one bite.

Coupled with the fact that the orc laborers who lived in a concentrated area returned to their families in limited quantities, and they wanted to resist but also consider the safety of their families, so the speed of the expeditionary legion's riot began to slow down.

Located in the rear of the security and grasping the number of troops by handing out nameplates, Chief Kruren Stoneheart was happy to learn that the legion was close to 40,000 men, and at the same time worried about the daily repair of food and ordnance damage.

Despite the removal of the regular army and the defense of the Principality of Maryland on the border, Virginy has 240,000 humans and 670,000 cattle (orcs, slaves) as the backing, which is more than enough for the current losses.

After all, the Orc Expeditionary Legion has so far destroyed at most four lords in remote areas, and all material supplies have been requisitioned and distributed on the spot, and a large rear and base area for safe production has never been established.

As long as the offensive of the strikers slows down slightly, and the looting does not keep up with the loss of battle damage, then it becomes a natural thing to destroy them.

Lansenlot, Lord of Sword Bay, has good news for Grand Duke Virgini, he is willing to deal with the human allies of the Orc Legion and enter the high-end force at the level of knight lords. Who knew that while the original "anxious" Grand Duke was grateful, he didn't care about the survival of the orc legion at all.

After exchanging opinions with each other, the two big men who stood at the top of their respective fields exchanged opinions and were surprised to find that each other was not simple.

"Dear Lord Ranson Lot, the blood knights have died a lot, and sooner or later the Mellon family will be unable to help but make a move, let them explore the way first, better than pressing the last hole card as soon as they come up. ”

Archduke Phidice Summerer of Virgini kindly persuaded him to hate and fear the vampire family behind him, presumably more hateful, but he had been stimulated by his brother's death, and had the appearance of a mediocre man - like a marionette that could be easily manipulated.

"Safi Frostfeather, the Lich of Blackcastle, and Viscount Manning of House Heschet, were all killed by the terrifying Knight Lord in a short period of time. If the Earl of the Blood Clan doesn't make a move, it doesn't make any sense! However, the Earl, who cherishes his life more than anything else, will risk his death to deal with an enemy who has entered the transcendent level? They won't!"

The unequivocal assertion of the Lord of Sword Bay made the atmosphere of the Chamber even more strange, and Grand Duke Summerer did not dare to answer, after all, the Mellon family has a transcendent position among the vampire clan with various unique secret arts.

The temple learned through special channels that Aldrich Tris had left the Western Soils, and immediately tried to contact the Virtuous Knight hiding behind the safety of the Orc Legion, hoping to reconnect with some of the higher-ups lost in the Dragonspine Mountains through him.

"The shortest shortcut through the three principalities is a rugged mountain road of more than seven hundred kilometers, and they get out of it if they want to, and their brains are hot and they don't care about reality. ”

Without an immediate refusal, Aldrich Triss expressed his willingness to consider it, after all, the temple had provided a large amount of funds and materials for him to build his own armored floating fleet - in fact, Kirov airships.

When Ian McCallane learned of this, he immediately looked for an opportunity to ask, and the Virtue Knight, who had not been deceived by lies, nodded slightly.

"Perhaps, it's time to leave. ”