The town hall in Bracada has now been converted into General Sanders' command post. Now the general was in a daze in one of the huts.

The room was filled with the stench of blood and decay, and hundreds of flies rushed left and right in the small space. In the center of the room lay three bloody corpses. The blood on the corpse had congealed black, the exposed muscles had shrunk and twisted dryly with the black blood, and in some places the internal organs could be seen, and the dried internal organs under the highland air looked like leather on the outside, and the bones protruded fragmentedly from the surface of the body. Only one corpse had its head intact, and its dying expression could be clearly seen, but the body was no longer shaped, and flies were burrowing into his nostrils with his wide-open black blood-stained mouth. The other had half of its face flattened, its eyeballs dragging around its sockets dry like dehydrated grapes, and one of its bodies was harmless, but only the lower half of its head, or rather the lower half of its mouth, had been neatly chopped off.

So far, although the information about the situation of the city has been almost known from various sources, there has never been any details about the orc troops. How did they form what kind of troops, what kind of weapons did they use, and what kind of combat effectiveness they had? And the huge monster that only saw the ghost seemed to have disappeared in the wilderness, and it must have been destroyed by those orcs. The general in no way believed in this.

Ten days ago, the General spotted traces of a small group of orcs haunting the wasteland. So he immediately ordered a group of 100 elite soldiers to take a few prisoners and come back to torture them severely, but as soon as the 100 soldiers went, they were completely silent as if they had fallen into the sea, and a few days ago they sent people to look for them, but only dragged these three corpses back.

These inexplicable corpses were making the general very angry and upset, and this morning came the news that the huge responsibility for the loss of hundreds of magicians had been transferred to him without proof of the death of the priest of Nagsi, and the court was already discussing the choice of the commander.

The general was furious and almost wanted to raise an army to kill the king's family. But these are undoubtedly not good, he is a courtier, and he cannot disobey the king's orders, not to mention that the existence of the Holy Knights is to prevent this from happening.

At this time, a soldier came in and reported with trepidation that a new priest sent by the Academy of Magic had arrived.

There has been no notification from the military, and there is no doubt that these are the same men sent by the politicians.

"Drag that bastard out and cut him down. No......." The general shouted angrily, but immediately remembered that it was not his subordinate, and according to the rules, he had to go out of the camp to greet him personally, but according to the current mood, this kind of etiquette naturally could not be carried out, and he roared: "Tell him to come here to see me." ”

In the halls of the town hall, the general met the new priest.

"You're the new priest?" the general wanted to scare the young man in front of him half to death with his lion-like voice and eyes. "Why didn't I see you with your entourage? ”

"For there seems to be no rule that you must bring an attendant. The new priest did not react at all to the general's majesty, and calmly took something out of his bosom. "Here are the appointment documents of the Academy of Magic, as well as the documents and tokens. ”

The general's sharp eyes swept carefully over the young man. Unlike what he expected, this young man's dusty face did not have the solemnity of a clergyman, and his demeanor did not have the rules and robustness of a soldier, but his calm expression and some aura hidden under the dress of a priest made the general feel a little strange.

But having already planned, the general still decided to give him a dismount.

"Lord Priest has been studying at the Academy of Magic for so many years, and he must have been very knowledgeable and insightful. The general asked.

"No, there is no ....."

It's another embroidered pillow for a gentleman who has spent all his time drinking. Looking at the priest's somewhat confused expression, the corners of the general's eyes jumped, and he even felt that his canine teeth were much sharper than usual, as if he could bite this waste to death with one bite.

The general snorted coldly and waved his hand and said, "Please come with me, I want to ask you some questions." The general led the priest to the room where the corpses were kept, and pointed to the corpses. "These are the soldiers who were killed by the orcs, but so far we have not seen how the orc soldiers fought and how effective they were. I would like to ask the priest to use your vast knowledge to find some clues for us in these corpses. ”

Anyone who sees a corpse on the battlefield for the first time will be absolutely scared. It is necessary to put an end to this kind of waste, which has been pampered, so that he knows that war is not a book book, not a game for politicians, and still less a casino for young people to dream of glory and a future. That way, he wouldn't dare to be like the bastard before.

The priest's face changed, and he looked at the three corpses in a daze, frowning very hard.

The general smirked smugly, and he waited to see how the new priest vomited or urinated and collapsed.

But the priest sighed and began to step forward to examine it carefully, and even turned the corpse with his hands.

"The corpse's ribs were completely squeezed inside, and the corpse had a very serious dent in it, which had been scratched by a huge claw..... It looks like a bipedal wyvern..... You sent soldiers into the Lizard Swamp?" asked the new priest faintly.

The general was dumbfounded. The corpse was the one he had never been able to tell what weapon he had died from.

"Nope. "Before you know it, the general's momentum has been reduced by more than half. "This is the unit that was sent ten days ago. The scouts reported that there was a small orc reconnaissance force in the wasteland, so I sent my troops to capture them...... It's still far from the lizard swamp, and there will never be a bipedal wyvern. ”

"It's the two-legged wyvern that the orcs have domesticated themselves. The priest said.

"No way, no one has ever tamed such a monster, let alone an orc," the general thought the kid was talking nonsense.

"Lizardfolk can steal eggs from swamps, just like we domesticate hounds. Since they have the ability to build a city, they are also capable of doing such things. The priest's tone must have been incomparable, as if he had seen it with his own eyes.

Sounds like a lot of reason. The general had nothing to say, so he had to listen.

The new priest continued to look at the corpse as casually as a butcher looking at pork, and continued to infer to the general's jaw-dropping: "This one was killed by a werewolf. Judging from the wounds of the corpses, they were all beaten to death by a very heavy weapon, it should have been a meteor hammer or a mace or something, you see, there are traces of spikes dragging here. Since it's just an orc reconnaissance unit, there shouldn't be a large and bulky guy like an ogre in it, so the one who can use this weapon must be a werewolf. There were no other scars on this one, except that half of the head had been cleanly cut off, and it should have been lizardmen, so they had such agility and strength. ”

The general listened, and all arrogance had been completely replaced by consternation. Even he himself could only tell what kind of weapon was causing the damage, and the rest was completely unknown.

"Since they have such a convenient reconnaissance tool as the bipedal wyvern, it is easy to observe the situation from the sky, and where it is necessary to send any more reconnaissance troops. This small group of orcs must have come to test the attitude of our army. And our army took the initiative to attack them, and they naturally did not want to be caught by us, so they had to fight back. The combat effectiveness of the fully equipped orcs is by no means something that ordinary soldiers can compete with. The priest shifted his gaze from the corpse to the general and said lightly. "You shouldn't have rushed into sending troops. ”

The general hesitated for a while before he reacted. Nodding his head, he said in a deflated voice, "Okay, please go and deal with your own affairs first, and I will handle the military affairs myself." Deflated and deflated, he nodded again. "Thank you for your advice. ”

Asa walked out of the town hall and let out a long sigh, trying to blow out the stench of corpses that had melted into his body.

The streets of Bracada were still bustling with people, but they were now full of soldiers with knives and guns. The creative inns were all piled high with weapons and food. The whole city is filled with the intention of killing.

According to Bishop Ronis, the life of this street man was probably in his own hands, and the thought of it made him feel tired.

The sunset stained the clouds red, and the smell of corpses still swirled around the nose, and the bloody sunset looked very ominous.

An owl stopped in a nearby tree and looked at him.

"Why is he here?" said Vidnia, looking at the image in the crystal ball in surprise.

"That's the priest boy that Ronis sent there. I wonder where he somehow found someone, and it turned out to be the person you said. A necromancer said, looking at the crystal ball.

Vidrina and the four necromancers sat around a large and elegant round table, and although less than half of the seats were seated, it was a rare scene in the Necromantic Guild. Usually the members of the guild are going about their own things, and they have their own identities and lifestyles in each place, and only occasionally meet and hold events where a few people gather.

"Is this the kid who fell into the sunwell?" "The elves are looking for him everywhere. It seems that he also stole the leaves of the World Tree and ran out. It's a lot of fun. The other three necromancers discussed.

The necromancer who knew Asa said to Vidnia, "I heard that you used the leaves of the World Tree to create a real dark dragon, but in the end they were destroyed by others, and even the leaves of the World Tree were robbed. Really? You're really willing. Take it back, everyone study it carefully, maybe they can be used to make a few treasures. ”

"What I do is my freedom. Vidnina said coldly.

"Women really like extravagant animals. The necromancer looked at Vidrina with a sense of humor and smiled. "Even if it's not an animal anymore, it's still so wasteful. Hehe, sorry, just a joke. Although Old Man Ronis wants to quell this war, we don't want him to do this, after all, there has been no decent war for a long time, and the blood and corpse stench are almost extinct from the air of the continent. We're all waiting to see the excitement. But it can't be as extravagant as this lady, and let's do it in a frugal and efficient way. He turned to another necromancer. "Hey, lend me those gargoyles you just studied. ”