The orc team left the mountain trail and winded eastward. I don't know if it's because of the lack of open fire, or the lack of so-called lighting, anyway, their whole army is like a giant snake swimming, immersed in the darkness to move forward.

After exiting the trail, the team meandered south, as if lost, and then pointed again in the direction of Lorraineburg.

With the help of the telescopes already available in this era, Martin looked over the ranks of the orcs, as if the burly humanoids had merged with the black mountain.

Martin asked Kuden softly beside him, "Why did the orcs turn south?"

Kuden gritted his teeth and said, "Young master, didn't you notice that the wind was blowing from behind us, blowing towards the orcs? ”

Martin was shocked. The horrific behavior of the orcs reminded him of the word 'hunter'. Only the most seasoned hunter will quietly approach his prey from the downwind direction by changing his bearing, and deliver a fatal blow at the best distance.

"Orcs may be a more utterly chaotic race, but goblins are not, so weak goblins often mingle with orcs. Orcs use the wisdom of goblins, and goblins use the bravery and destructive power of orcs. ”

"Then we are smelled......"

Kuden gritted his teeth and said: "It's okay, two miles behind us is the original Lorraine Castle, if there is no human smell in this direction, then don't expect these green-skinned beasts to be tricked." ”

At this time, Charlie reminded: "Okay, young master, you have done a great job, you should go back to your place." ”

Martin raised his monocular again, took one last look at the longing green humanoid creature in the distance, as if moving a sea of forests, and finally slowly retreated.

Kuden: They got on the horse as well, but they went somewhere else.

"Come up. Sylvie couldn't help but pull Martin on his horse.

Martin didn't know how Sylvie looked at all, she was obviously a beautiful girl, and her arms weren't necessarily much thicker than him, but when it came to arm strength, well, he was defeated.

"Hold me tight. Sylvie whispered.

Martin hugged Sylvie helplessly, and at this moment, he didn't have any beautiful thoughts. To avoid reflections, Sylvie wore no armor, wearing leather armor left behind by her father. Despite some modifications, it still feels weird, after all, the body size is too different.

There's no way around it. Whatever type of armor, it was a luxury in this day and age. A good set of armor...... Let's put it this way, it is probably equal to the price of a 100-square-meter commercial house in the north, upper and deep before Martin's crossing.

A new set of leather armor is no less than a first-hand scooter.

As an ordinary knight, a set of armor and a set of leather armor is already a family heirloom.

If one fails to kneel on the battlefield, that is, a house is gone. Therefore, the knight must find a nobleman to be the boss, otherwise he will definitely not be able to afford to lose.

It's still a little cloudy tonight, but I can barely make out the direction through the moon and stars. Sylvie ran with Martin to the designated place.

As they passed by the old ruins of Fort Lorraine, Martin shouted to the west: "The orc army is two miles to the southwest. Everything is going according to plan!

There was a sound of rustling on the bank of the river, and soon someone replied: "May the first king bless me!"

To the southwest of Lorraineburg, long black snakes are still meandering.

Without the stars, it would be difficult for any orcs to be able to discern the direction in the dark, they don't have the ability to see darkness or anything, but the lights of the stupid humans guide the team.

The orcs marched forward excitedly, one after the other, and the excitement of being about to destroy and kill caused the ranks to stir from time to time, and the bells inevitably jingled as they went.

From time to time, the orc captain roared one or two times, shaking the restless guys.

But no orcs are afraid that humans will find that the autumn wind is blowing today, and it is difficult for the sound in the downwind direction to be transmitted too far upwind, and at most the distance of an arrow will become like a whisper.

It doesn't matter if they find out, when those humans find out, it's already the distance of the charge.

"Hey, hey, hey!" the orcs laughed, and with the goblin's shrill sneer, it sounded like a group of demons dancing.

Getting closer, the orcs could even visualize the pitiful building supports on the crumbling wooden fence of Fort Lorraine with the help of the light of the campfires that humans used as lighting near the fence.

One of the orc leaders smirked, "Looks like those stupid humans want to fix their city?"

A goblin wizard with ivory carvings and other ornaments hanging all over his body, like a dancing god, laughed: "They always call us orcs stupid, but in fact, they are even more stupid." ”

"Leave it alone!" the orc leader raised his warhammer, which was like a lump of iron.

"Oooo

Screams were soon heard from Lorraineburg, first a few times, and then immediately boiling, like a pot of porridge.

"Dang dang dang!" the alarm bell of humanity rang out.

Orcs are not strangers to this, and they don't care.

Because it's too late!

They could see a human jumping down from the tower in a hurry, and instead of falling to his death, the human staggered onto a horse and ran madly towards the city.

Nothing can stop the destruction of the orcs.

These burly green-skinned creatures, who were generally more than two meters tall, brandished the heavy weapons in their hands and slashed into the city. The orc cavalry riding a huge boar was even more in the lead, and rushed to the human cabin regardless of it.

Behind them and on their flanks were a large number of goblins with foxes and tigers, who also rode wolf warriors and only followed the orc forwards.

The wild boar slammed directly into the wall of a wooden building, which was a wooden wall, and the huge fangs of the wild boar stabbed through the wall with a "click" and crashed into it.

If there were people in the room, it would definitely become a large patty in this impact.

However, no one.

Not only this one, but all the houses near the west and south sides were empty.

It was as if the panicked screams of the humans just now were just a sound hallucination.

And after rushing through the row of houses in front of them, the orcs were shocked to find that the whole circle of houses inside was unlit. The black pressure is overwhelming, and they can see that their hearts are furious.

Riding a half-man-tall war wolf, the goblin priest rushed over, his already green face seemed to be even greener, and he said in a trembling voice: "Could it be ...... Trap!?"