As most adventurers think, the traces left by a thousand-strong march through the forest cannot be perfectly concealed.

On the morning of the fourth day of Andrari's ultimatum, a party of 3,000 adventurers found a battlefield in the forest where the enemy had crushed the hunter's thousand-man confront.

As on previous occasions, the human enemy collected traces of the battle associated with them, but did not dispose of the adventurers' corpses.

"We should bury the bodies of our comrades first, and then follow these trails to find our enemies. "Someone at this time raised objections to the approach of the team leader.

Their original plan was to bite the enemy's tail tightly through the traces of the enemy's march, first encircle and exterminate those enemies to avenge their comrades, and finally turn around and bury the bodies of their comrades. In the eyes of some, they now desperately need a victory to prove to everyone that the armies of alien soldiers are not invincible!

All it takes is a victory for confidence to fully lift the panicked adventurers once again!

Out of respect for tradition, the leaders of the 3,000-strong team finally decided to leave a group of hundreds of people here to collect the corpses, and then quickly follow after completing the burial work. Others continued to follow the trail left by the enemy.

By lunchtime, the human team had followed the enemy's trail for another dozen miles, and they had failed to find any other clues about the enemy in the forest, except for the spotless traces of the march.

"Could it be that the footprints of these teams were deliberately left by the enemy to mislead our judgment?" Some of the leaders were already beginning to wonder if they could find the enemy's location by staring at the only clue.

"Do you think that the traces of a march of this magnitude can be artificially faked!?" said others, who were confident in their tracking skills, arguing that as long as the enemy maintained the size of the ranks, they would not be able to escape their tracking, unless the enemy was consciously and completely dispersed and hidden in the forest.

Could Andrari's soldiers have deliberately dispersed and lurked in the forest?

If this is done, Andrari's efficient logistics and supply system will not be able to play to its strengths at all, and the more thoroughly dispersed, the more difficult it will be to communicate supplies and military orders. In addition, if you are too scattered, you will also increase the chance of encountering the enemy unexpectedly, and if you do get to that point, there is a good chance that your scattered forces will be swallowed up by a large number of enemies.

Looking at it this way, it seems that for the first time, the adventurer team has actually grasped the initiative in battle. But these red-eyed gamblers, who had already lost two games in a row, were so focused on the superficialities they could grasp that they neglected some of the more important details.

In the forest, the whereabouts of the adventurers' team are under the watchful eye of elven scouts whose perception far exceeds that of humans.

Thirty miles away in the valley, in the makeshift camp of Andrarui, all you could see was soldiers packing up their supplies or ready to go. Looking down from beyond the valley, the soldiers were like fully mobilized ant colonies, orderly handling the things at hand. With the departure of the vanguards, the originally crowded camp gradually became empty and quiet.

As the commander-in-chief, the snake demon Mora looked at the soldiers who left the camp in formation, although it was a pity for her to feel a little sorry that they had to be left behind in order to travel lightly, but now their troops hidden behind the enemy had a more important mission.

What's more, according to His Highness's instructions, the logistics team has already left a gift containing "surprise" for the enemy in the camp, and now they have no spare time to play hide and seek in the forest with the enemy.

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As evening approached, still failing to catch the tail of the imaginary enemy, the three thousand adventurers who had already converged were once again divided.

Some people thought that spending the night in the forest was a very risky thing to do, and that the party should turn around and return to the camp by the river as soon as the sun was still sufficient. Staying in the forest at night is very likely to be attacked by enemies.

Others pointed out that by this time the team had already been walking for most of the day, and it was simply unrealistic to get out of the forest before nightfall. And the enemy may already be very close to us, as long as we hold on, we may be able to seize the opportunity to destroy the enemy.

As for the possible night attack, we are worried that we will not be able to find the shadow of the enemy!

Most adventurer leaders did not believe that the enemy could pose a real threat to their army of 3,000 men on a scale of about 1,000 men. The superiority over absolute combat power was firmly in their own hands at the moment in their consciousness.

If these overconfident human adventurers could have known that the battle loss ratio between the two sides had reached an incredible 1 to 100 in the previous day's battle, they might have been much more restrained at this moment. But Andrari's habitual cleaning of the battlefield prevented them from estimating enemy casualties from corpses

If they had known that the Andrari soldiers could march one or twice as fast as they did, perhaps they would not have plunged headlong into the forest so hastily.

But the truth is that they don't know anything, so these unaware adventurers finally find a makeshift camp abandoned by the enemy before it gets completely dark.

"These bitches were running away before we arrived!?" said some of the adventurers. A whole day of almost non-stop marching only came to fruition!

"Chief, we found a lot of supplies left behind by the enemy in the camp! They must have fled too hastily to move these things!" After a long journey, the morale of the adventurers who finally heard the good news was suddenly high.

"There's a hidden makeshift dock not far to the east, from which the enemy seems to have evacuated!" If it had been a little brighter, the adventurer's scouts might not have come to such a certain conclusion.

"The enemy has left a lot of flour, cassava and other food supplies! and a lot of meat, enough for us to eat for days!"

"Could it be poisoned!?" "Order, put the camp in order first, and wait for experienced people to see and try it before making a decision!"

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On the banks of the Emerald River, the camp of adventurers.

After a day of adjustment, Adolf and the adventurers under Crane have now become a private alliance that advances and retreats. As half of the camp entered the forest, they were given the opportunity to unite the forces that belonged to each of them.

"Do you think they'll be able to catch the enemy's tracks?" the campfire reflected Adolf's ugly face, and the middle-aged leader, accustomed to silence, frowned at the gloomy forest in the distance. Although he also believed that the 3,000-strong army could not be wiped out by the enemy silently, he still felt that the threat of the enemy was with him all day after a whole day.

It's like a dangerous poisonous snake lurking nearby, ready to launch a deadly attack at any moment.

The uneasiness of his companions made Crane look a little helpless: "I think we should worry about ourselves first than those high-spirited companions." ”

"Why?" said Adolf, puzzled.

The young adventurer's leader pointed to the campfires scattered across the river that looked very small to the naked eye, and his expression was slightly puzzled: "There are far more enemies over there than in the forest, and they are so close to us. ”

Adolf was stunned, and then an ugly face seemed to become even more ugly.

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In the wee hours of the morning, light rain began to fall in the Emerald River Basin. Most of the water flow in the Whispering Forest comes from the Foggy Mountains hundreds of miles away in the south, and it is only in the autumn and winter of each year that the cold air flow from the far north will make the rainfall in the Whispering Forest with a pleasant climate become more frequent.

In the makeshift camp in the valley that originally belonged to Andrari, adventurers who had been tired from a long day maintained many campfires in the camp. The abundance of food left behind by Andrari makes it very rare for these open-minded humans to enjoy the abundant produce from the forest.

In the tents where food supplies were piled up, and in tents that had been deliberately pierced with arrows, the rain inevitably poured on all kinds of food. On the ground, the magic circle used to gather life force is very hidden, and those obscure magical aura are difficult to detect even in pure darkness by unobsessed humans. These little magics, which have no effect on humans at all, can cause certain changes in the food in the tent that are imperceptible to the naked eye.

In the forest, just a few hundred paces away from the adventurer's camp on the banks of the Emerald River, the rangers hidden in the darkness are inducing the enemy's sentry posts and supplies through the light of the camp's fire.

"The judgment of the sacrifices and druids based on the trade winds and the oracle of the goddess has been fulfilled, and the rain will last for three to five days, and will become heavier and heavier after it begins. Golia whispered to the leader of the team, the four-armed snake demon, "I have just received a message from the raven, and the companions on the other side are ready. ”

Mo stretched out an arm to feel the raindrops gathering through the leaves, his amber eyes staring in the direction of the human camp.

"Pass my order, the battle plan is officially launched!" Under the shadow, the snake demon clenched the "Burning Shadow" hanging from his waist.

Dense sparks came from far and near, igniting the humble tents of humanity while the adventurers in the camp were still asleep. The humans on the night vigil looked at the extremely conspicuous rockets in the dark night in shock, and let out a hoarse cry of exhaustion.

"Enemy attack!!" thanks to "my long-lost brother" for the reward┑( ̄Д ̄)┍