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Maybe it was because of the bad luck that had improved, Yang Long had only set off for half an hour this time, and after walking less than two kilometers away, the breath of a large group of creatures changed from two kilometers in front of Yang Long and entered the maximum margin of perception.

Even in the plains of Tongguo before, there are certain terrain fluctuations, not to mention that now Yijing is in the hilly range, and there is no shortage of sheltered and hidden venues" "Please search, the novel is better and faster!.

Therefore, when this large group of breaths appeared within the range of perception, Yang Long hid on the spot, and méiyou was discovered by the creatures not far away, while Yang Long quietly observed each other.

Orcs, orc troops.

An orc force of about 1,000 people, in a formation of five or six people, marched diagonally from the northwest of the hill where Yang Long was crawling, obliquely grazing the small hill of the slope plain, and advancing at a uniform speed in the southeast direction.

Among the orc army, there are also a few professionals with ranger heritage, Yang Long has entered the Burning Plains so far, and has also killed many orc rangers, but any orc ranger has a tamer like a falcon.

This is also in line with common sense, with the brutal habits of orcs, not to mention the falcons used for reconnaissance, even if they are war eagles that are nénggou auxiliary in battle, it is estimated that before they become tamers, they have already become a meal in the belly of orcs.

It is only the wolf that is unique to the Burning Plains that survives among the orcs, so the rangers among the black stone orcs are all used as beast tamers, and reconnaissance completely relies on the naked eye.

And in Lordaeron College. Yang Long, who had roughly studied the Yidiǎn Ranger Inheritance, was not inferior to this group of orcs in terms of visual distance alone, and before the orc ranger's gaze swept over his hidden direction, he hid first.

In addition, this group of orc troops did not move in the direction of facing Yang Long, so in just over ten minutes, Yang Long looked at most of this group of orc troops without danger.

"The average strength is in the third-order Zuoyou army, five sixth-order leaders, and one ninth-order leader. Yang Long's eyes flickered, and he saw an important target into his mind: "The strength of this orc army is not weak!"

Compared to the orcs that Yang Long slaughtered before. Now this group of enemy troops. The number of strong men and the degree of armament of the army are undoubtedly much higher, and they are obviously not ordinary cannon fodder troops.

With such a team of 1,000 people, it is not difficult for Yang Long to defeat it. But they must be killed without missing a beat. It's almost impossible to do.

After such a period of killing. Yang Long Yijing was clearly gǎnjiào, and the orc army began to move from scattered small detachments to gradually assemble in most forms. And they are all consciously looking for shime.

This is clearly one of a kind. Reaction to Yang Long's actions.

Obviously, after losing more than 10,000 orcs, the orc army also began to move, and had a rough estimate of the area where Yang Long existed, which would make the orc army appear so frequently.

If this shihou Yang Long did irrational behavior under Gdong, Nàme only had to let go of an orc and let the Blackstone tribe know his accurate wèizhi, and Nàme would be in a bad situation.

The hills are not mountainous areas, and the wēixié of the wolf cavalry is still real, and Yang Long is not willing to face such a group of enemies.

"There are too many orcs, this time I still give up on them" Yang Long quickly made a decision, and Shihou, who was about to retreat quietly, swept his gaze to the tail of the orc army, and his pupils suddenly shrank: "Huh, that's a human?!"

Human beings indeed.

At the end of the orc army, a dozen or so humans, almost corpses, lay on an iron cart pulled by an ordinary wolf, and a three-meter-tall green-skinned orc covered in dirt followed the advance of the large army.

The humans were all motionless, only three of them were wearing shiny armor, the rest were either wearing leather armor or ** bodies, and only one or two human bodies were barely intact.

Due to the distance, Yang Long couldn't discern the specific condition of these humans, and even whether there were any survivors among them, but there was yidiǎn who could be sure that it was this group of humans, which was the target that Yang Long wanted to find.

To save or not to save?

The problem in front of Yang Long bothered Yang Long, if he made a move, it would be very kěnéng to fall into danger, but if he didn't make a move, he would lose an opportunity, a chance for the nobles of the Storm Kingdom.

The weight of both choices is very heavy, and it can't help but make Yang Long not gǎnjiào to the point of headache.

The entanglement of the old butcher of the other world affected the orcs who were marching not far away, but after only a few minutes, this group of orc troops began to march towards the plains from the front of Yang Long's lurking hills, sweeping over the right side of the hills.

Looking at the orc army that was gradually distancing himself from Ziji, Yang Long frowned and hesitated for a while, took out the magic map and repeatedly checked and calculated for a long time before finally making a decision.

"People have no long-term worries, instead of pinning their hopes on the future, it is better to fight hard now!" Yang Long gritted his teeth and thought, got up from the creeping hill, and followed the route of the orc army.

Carefully bowing his body, Yang Long was like a jackal who had been hungry for several days and nights, hanging steadily behind the orc army, constantly shortening the distance between the two.

In order to prevent the orc army from being attacked and the killing of the captives, Yang Long decided to launch the deadliest surprise attack from behind the orc army, disrupting the seemingly loose but vigilant formation of the orcs.

Taking 10,000 steps back, if the raid is not successful, or if the orcs cannot be completely wiped out, Nàme Yang Long can also save a few captives, avoiding the worst result of being thankless and causing Ziji to get into trouble.

Five hundred meters

Four hundred meters

Three hundred meters

Two hundred meters

The distance is constantly shortening, and the rangers in charge of reconnaissance by the orc army are mainly in the front and two wings of the team, and they only occasionally wait and see the rear, but they are all keenly detected by Yang Long to hide and dodge in time.

After following the orc army for almost half an hour, Yang Long finally entered within a hundred meters of the end of the orc army, and with Yang Long's eyesight, he observed that there were at least seven or eight human captives, and his chest was still undulating.

This discovery comforted Yang Long, and his pace under his feet was much more stable, and his speed gradually slowed down a lot, and when he closed the distance of more than fifty meters again, another five minutes of shijiān passed.

"Almost!" Yang Long said silently in his heart, while his feet were still getting closer, the magic element energy began to condense in the palm of his left hand, ready to give the orcs a big surprise.

Tongguo's short chase just now, Yang Long drew up a plan in his mind, that is, to first use the fire explosion technique to defeat the orc army, and then use magic to form a shackle to temporarily block the orcs who tried to evacuate.

And Yang Long will take advantage of this period of shijiān to kill the enemy with full combat power, at least kill the twenty or thirty officers at the front of the orc army, who have wolf rides, and then deal with the remaining miscellaneous orcs.

This plan is not seamless, but there is a great chance that none of the orcs will be able to escape, avoid Yang Long's pursuit and killing, and successfully save the captives.

It's a pity that things are going to turn out and méiyou as Yang Long imagined, when he was about to surprise the orcs, but he was shocked by what happened in Turán first.

Just as Yang Long had condensed most of the Flame Explosion Technique, and was about to rush out with his feet charged, about ten kilometers ahead of the orc army, there was a loud earth-shattering sound from Turán.

Bang

This huge sound, even if it spanned a distance of tens of thousands of meters, still shocked all the orcs, and subconsciously turned their heads to look away, but Shime couldn't see it due to the influence of the terrain.

Only Yang Long reluctantly saw that in the sky more than ten kilometers away, a sword light that was at least hundreds of meters long flickered faintly for a moment, as if it had struck Shime, and after pausing in the air for half a second, it disappeared diagonally into the earth.

Kara ~ Boom!

The muffled sound like thunder came from more than ten kilometers away, and then Yang Long saw that the ground at the end of his field of vision was splashed with countless black charcoal-colored dirt like a burst, and the visual inspection reached a height of at least hundreds of meters.

Thundered

Like rising water vapor, starting from the center of the explosion more than ten kilometers away, ripples of air that can be seen clearly by the naked eye spread out in all directions at a lightning speed.

Along with these ripples, the ground continued to burst open, and the rising earth spread like a ladder extending down the stairs under the influence of the ever-decreasing force, towards the place where Yang Long was currently located.

The dirt in the distance, after less than twenty seconds of shijiān, spread to the wèizhi where they are now.

After more than 10,000 meters of diffusion, the original nénggou caused the earth to burst and splash the power of hundreds of meters of earth, and although it almost dissipated after arriving here, it still cracked the ground where the orc army was standing, and splashed several meters of high pieces of mud and sand.

Whoa!

The burning plains passed through the high and scorching heat of the long shijiān, and the charcoal-colored earth was all clumped, harder than the stones of other regions, and even ordinary swords pierced it did not necessarily nénggou pierce a few centimeters deep.

Affected by the aftermath of the battle that was about to be exhausted in the distance, the hard earth was completely shattered, turning into a fist-sized clod, and with a lot of impact, it was dense and irregular in all directions.

The splash of dirt slammed down fiercely, making Yang Long's whole body tingle, and it also made the old butcher of the other world come back to his senses as if he were awake, remembering the ziji rescue plan, and turned his head to look at the orc army in front of him.

At this glance, the anger in Yang Long's heart was all detonated at once

(To be continued.) )