"Looks like that damn Fred isn't useless either, at least a team of orcs left here. www.biquge.info"The general, named Sanchez, walked over and glanced at the faint marks on the riverbank, and his heart was a little less dissatisfied.

"General, you've changed so fast, you've been scolding Fred just now, and now you're 、、、" "What do you kid know? Lao Tzu has always been right about things and not people, why don't you go quickly?" said Sanchez, who was already running along the riverbank.

A few days ago, Fred suddenly came to the place where the third, eighth, and fifteenth legions were stationed with thousands of orcs, and gathered a large number of masters to form a team to enter the swamp to find the whereabouts of the enemy, and the generals of several legions were against such a division of troops, in their opinion, what role can this team of less than 100 people play in the face of hundreds of thousands of orcs? Even if they encounter the enemy, they will not be able to form an effective containment, and when they send back information and then mobilize a large army to rush there, the enemy will no longer know where to run.

But Fred firmly believed that this orc team was not large in number, which couldn't help but make Pryor's face very ugly, "Are you despising our Third Legion? Let me tell you, our Third Legion does not have a single misbreed, all of them are good Calais warriors with one as ten, and my five thousand generals have not broken through the enemy's resistance, can't you explain the number of the other party? Are you saying that my five thousand soldiers are not worth a thousand lowly orcs?"

Fred didn't get angry after hearing this, just smiled slightly" General Pryor I know that all your warriors are good, but the orc team we are facing is definitely not ordinary, if I don't guess wrong, it is the team that destroyed a fortress of our army and robbed more than a thousand slaves, their combat effectiveness cannot be underestimated, and their leader is a cunning and abnormal guy, Storm City is not they used troops to break through, but used despicable means to attract the beast tide, if I guessed correctly, I am afraid that there are not many monsters in the swamp now. ”

Hearing this, Pryor's face gradually sank, for him, a general who has led troops in the swamp for more than ten years, it is really very clear, every small-scale beast tide outbreak will bring devastating disasters to an area, let alone such a huge beast tide explosion in such a huge blood condensation swamp, but who can trigger such a huge beast tide? In this regard, he was skeptical, "You mean the beast tide? I'm afraid it's unlikely." ”

"I think it's very likely that General Fred said, and don't forget that we didn't see a single beast on the way to Storm City, which is telling. ”

"Well, since Sarkt said the same, then I will trust you once, and all my men and horses will be under your command, but if you don't find the orcs or the orcs are not just a small group as you say, then don't blame me for turning the other cheek. Pryor glared at Fred fiercely, and then summoned all his subordinates and above to be at Fred's disposal.

Soon dozens of squads have been properly assigned, each of which is a master in the army, and at the same time, a certain number of orcs are also arranged in the team, among which the yellow ape clan is the mainstay, and Fred's order is that no matter what position he holds in the army, this operation is to identify the direction of the orcs, and the words are to ask the orcs to lead the team, which can't help but make the generals of the three legions very dissatisfied, originally the fifteenth legion because it is a cavalry, so the least number of masters are drawn, but now I see that many orcs are incorporated into the team, and his subordinates must obey the command of the orcs, Benguela couldn't help but roar"You let these filthy orcs command our noble warriors? I don't know what you think, where is your dignity and your honor?

Fred was not angry or arguing, but reached out and took out a token, which immediately made everyone speechless, and Benguela was even more angry, but he didn't dare to say anything more.

Soon the squads entered the swamp, and Fred led three legions to the north through the blood swamp, and several more legions that received orders along the way came to converge, and soon the army exceeded 100,000 men.

This rapid journey, passing through the stations of many small orc tribes along the way, although there was no conflict, but Fred felt a little uneasy, the orcs looked at this huge army is no longer the original shock and panic, but full of hatred in their eyes, especially when they see the orcs accompanying the army, the gaze seems to swallow them alive.

He knew that if he couldn't recover the orc's totem this time, he was afraid that it would cause a catastrophe in this swamp, just like throwing a fire next to the oil, sooner or later it would ignite the oil, and even burn down the entire building, and that building was Calais's defense carefully built in the swamp for thousands of years, and the seemingly tight defense in the face of this fire now seemed so fragile.

Will recovering the totem really solve the problem? He didn't know, I'm afraid no one could know, but that's all he could do now.

was thinking wildly, when suddenly a soldier Pegasus came to report, "Report, the general has news of the tracking team." When Fred heard this, he suddenly came to his senses, "Oh, read it!" The soldier hurriedly took out a small note and read it aloud, "Today I found the footprints of the orcs by the vast wailing waterway. ”

"Map!" Fred stretched out his hand to the lieutenant next to him, the other party hurriedly took out the map and handed it to him, and looked at the map carefully for a long time, but he couldn't help but shake his head, "How is this possible?

Fred looked at the generals around him, and then at the map, meaning to ask for the opinions of the others, but no one could give him an answer, so he turned all his attention to the map and began to look carefully for the slightest change in the terrain on the map, "Are they going to travel along the edge of the Poison Mist Swamp?"

"Send a message to all the squads that enter the swamp, let them quickly move closer to the wailing of the python, and quickly search and march along both sides of the waterway, if you find that the number of enemies is small, you can dispose of it yourself, if you find that the opponent has a large number of men and horses, you can report the direction at any time on the heel, go!"

After a moment of silence, he continued: "Send a letter to Governor Upton, and now that the enemy's movements have been discovered, but his intentions are unknown, please make a decision as soon as he sees the letter. ”

Fred knew that now he was leading an army of 100,000 behind him, which was already his limit, and if there was another army, if he could no longer command it, after all, these Calais troops were different from the past, these were all rebellious wolves, and the slightest carelessness would cause irreparable chaos.

At this moment, in the swamp, Sanchez was leading the team to search forward quickly, and suddenly there was an eagle cry in the sky, he couldn't help but look up, only to see a sparrowhawk circling overhead, he couldn't help but twist his lips and whistle, and the sparrowhawk suddenly flew down like lightning.

Taking the letter and looking at it, Sanchez couldn't help but smile contemptuously, and then casually threw the letter into the water, "Let's go!" said and led the team to quickly search forward.

"My lord, look!" An orc warrior found a large series of clear footprints on the river beach again, and judging from the footprints, these orcs should be dragging a very heavy object, Sanchez squatted next to the footprints and looked at them, and then asked the orcs in the team to step on the footprints on them a few times, and then said, "It seems that this team has transported a large number of supplies, maybe there is the totem of the beast god among them, let's go!"

At this time, Reg and the others were slowly paddling, walking leisurely along the tranquil waterway, this section of the waterway is simply the difference between heaven and hell compared to before, the blue sky and white clouds cast a reflection on the tranquil water surface, the two sides of the bank are still tender green grass, even the thorns in the distance are taller and more lush than other places, and there are clumps of aquatic plants in the water from time to time, just like a green brocade swaying with the wind.

The raft moved slowly with the sound of gentle paddling, as if walking in a fairyland in the light and shadow of the day, "How nice it would be if we could always be like this?" An orc warrior couldn't help but let out a sigh, but as soon as he finished speaking, Reg shouted, "No, prepare for battle!" But before he could say anything, he heard a sound that broke through the sky, and a fine feathered arrow had accurately sunk into the neck of an orc warrior!

"There is an ambush!" With a shout, the entire raft suddenly stirred, and the orc warriors raised the heavy shields beside them to protect the vital points, but several orc warriors still fell under the feathered arrows.

Mu looked at the star-like black dots on the white sword feathers, and anger suddenly filled his chest, "These damn yellow ape clans, Lao Tzu must have pulled out your skin." As he spoke, he grabbed a heavy shield and put it on his chest, and took up his tomahawk to rush to the riverbank.

"Don't move the wood!" shouted Regg, and now all the orcs were carefully observing the situation on both sides of the river, no one was manipulating the oars, and the raft was slowly retreating backwards.

"Hold up the shield array, and the rest of the people will paddle!" With Reg's command, the orc warriors quickly stabilized, and the wood hurriedly dropped the battle axe, and paddled desperately with a wooden oar, and the raft finally began to move slowly upwards again.

Reg quickly searched for the sword on both sides of the river, and the beautiful dense thorns that fell into his eyes before have now become the biggest obstacle, and suddenly a cold light flashed in the thorns, and then a rapid feather arrow struck, he casually pulled away the feather arrow, and just wanted to go over to chase and kill, but suddenly felt bad, "I'm afraid this is the enemy's trick to lure the enemy,"

Thinking of this, Reg shouted loudly, "Full speed ahead!" The orc warrior rowed the wooden oars even harder, the raft suddenly became much faster, and Reg also picked up a wooden oar, but quickly flashed to the side of the wood and whispered, "Prepare a few archers, but don't let the enemy notice, the opponent's archers are hidden in the thorn bushes over there, once they find the movement and shoot quickly, they will also make them often our awesome!"

At this moment, several feather arrows suddenly shot through the air, and Reg hurriedly swung the wooden oars in his hand, only to hear a few crisp sounds, and the feather arrows shot fiercely on the wooden oars, almost shooting through the heavy wooden oars, and the tail of the arrows was still trembling suddenly.

Without waiting for the wood to command, several centaur archers have opened their bows and released arrows in an instant, a few feather arrows disappeared into the thorns in the blink of an eye, and a muffled sound suddenly came from the opposite side, obviously these feather arrows have accurately hit the other party, so the arrow skills also made Reg greatly impressed, and at the same time felt a little gratified, after this battle, this team has gradually grown up, but suddenly there is a trace of sadness, I don't know how many of these warriors can be left after this trip?