An Lan is the black elf who voluntarily surrendered in the battle of Dolai Tucheng, and her identity was originally Terina's archer servant.

Leon's attitude towards his enemies has always been as ruthless as the autumn wind sweeping away leaves, but that is not to say that there are no exceptions.

He deeply understands that relying on blind killing cannot make the Hammer Tribe truly powerful, and the rational allocation of resources and the maximum use of resources are the royal road to sustainable development.

This advanced management concept, which originally belonged to another world, was put to good use by Leon, so he accepted the surrender of the goblin warrior Holm, and it turned out that the dogleg played a far more role than he imagined.

Basically the same principle, Leon did not kill the black elf An Lan, but gave her a similar identity as an entourage advisor, and also learned many unknown secrets of the black elf and elf clan from her mouth.

The more he knew about the elves, the more Leon understood what a powerful enemy he was facing, so he had to speed up the process of leaving the Wuthering Forest as fast as possible while his own strength was still very weak.

Anlan soon came to the dungeon.

Leon gave her a high degree of freedom, and it was not difficult for the black elves to escape, but she still chose to stay, so as Terina's servant, she did not die with her master, and returning to her original tribe was also a dead end.

"Sana..."

Seeing the captured black elf scout, An Lan was obviously stunned for a moment, and involuntarily spit out a name in her mouth.

If it weren't for the whole body tied, the black elf scout would definitely jump up and pounce on An Lan, she struggled with all her might, her slender neck raised high, and scolded An Lan angrily.

Even if Leon couldn't understand the elven language, he could judge that these words were extremely unpleasant, which made An Lan's face redden.

He flew up and kicked the other man in the lower abdomen, causing the Black Elf scout to shut up and curl up in a painful retching.

"Since you know her, it's best if you know her, I think you should be able to tell if she's lying. Leon smiled and said to An Lan: "Benson will interrogate her, and you are responsible for translating and judging." ”

A werewolf crept out of the dark corner of the dungeon, as if he had been there all along.

With his tall and lanky stature, grim expression, and scars that slashed from his forehead across his left eye to his cheek, he felt like a poisonous snake dormant in the dark, ready to strike the deadliest blow at any moment.

Leon nodded at him, and then left the dungeon with Rose and the others, and he believed that Benson would take care of the following things.

Benson the Werewolf joined the Hammer Tribe a little over a month ago, when he found the Valley of Hope alone in the icy forest, and nearly died of hunger and cold.

He originally belonged to a small tribe of wolf-descendants, and lost his parents, brother, wife, and one eye of his own in the battle with the goblins.

Benson's surname was grim and gloomy, and at odds with the atmosphere of the Hammer Tribe, he had few friends in the tribe, and even the other werewolf warriors didn't want to be close to him.

However, Leon took a fancy to his special surname, making him the military judge of the Thunderbeast Camp and managing the discipline of the camp.

As the strength of the Hammer Tribe continues to expand, the composition of the clan becomes more and more complex, and it is impossible for the tribe to be as united as before, and under such circumstances, it is necessary for Leon to establish absolute prestige and strict discipline.

Meritorious deeds must be rewarded, and faults must be punished, so that the Hammer Tribe can go further, so there must be a person to act as a villain.

Benson understood Leon's thoughts, and he took on the responsibility without regrets, becoming a perverted character for everyone in the tribe.

Leon also taught him a lot of interrogation skills, and the interrogation work from now on also fell to this werewolf.

After all, such a dark and bloody thing will always affect the positive image of Leon, and as the true leader of the Hammer Tribe, Leon cannot give the impression of bloodthirsty and brutal to his people.

After a sandy hour, Benson and Anlan walked out of the dungeon together.

The black elf archer's face was extremely ugly, and as soon as he came out, he threw himself to the side and vomited, and even Rose felt compassion for her in pain, and went over to pat her on the back.

And Benson had the same expressionless face, but there were countless blood stains on his hands and body, with a strong and incomparably bloody aura.

He reported to Leon on the results of his forced confession.

Under torture, the Black Elf Scout confessed very thoroughly, telling everything she could know.

The thunder beast battle camp led by Leon stabbed a hornet's nest, and the news of the fall of Dolai Tucheng and the destruction of the Diyan tribe even alarmed the upper echelons of the elven race.

In the layout of the elves on the continent, the Whisking Forest is undoubtedly a very important part of it, with the black elves and goblins as the vanguard and main force, they continue to extend their power to the north and west.

Although Diyan is only a tribe dominated by goblins, behind it is the third army of unicorns of the elves standing, and the weapons refined by the Diyan tribe, the wealth obtained through trading, and the slaves are all supplied to this powerful legion.

Therefore, when the news of the total annihilation of the Diyan tribe came back, the supreme commander of the legion, Alicia, was furious and immediately sent an advance army to the city of Dolaitu.

The Black Elf Scouts were sent by this advance army to conduct a comprehensive search of the northern edge of the Whooring Forest and wipe out all the remaining orcs.

There are five unicorn legions, which are the most powerful military force in the Elven Empire except for the Royal Guard Legion, and the third legion is responsible for the defense of the northwest development, controlling dozens of tribes large and small, and has a great reputation.

The Black Elf Scout originally belonged to the same tribe as Anlan, but she was later recruited by the Third Legion, and Anlan was taken by Terina and taken as a servant.

The advance army of the Third Legion was outnumbered, including 2,300 goblin warriors, 100 goblin knights, 500 black elf archers, swordsmen, scouts, and a group of elven priests and mages.

The commander of the advance army, Sisian, is a famous member of the Elven Empire, and has commanded several large-scale battles, both in terms of personal strength and prestige, and is quite good in the Third Legion.

There is no doubt that this is the greatest enemy the Hammer has ever faced, and while they may not know much about the Hammer Tribe right now, it is only a matter of time before they discover the Valley of Hope.

Once the elven advance army attacked the Valley of Hope, it would be impossible to resist it with the newly formed thunder beast battle camp at Leon's hand.

"Evacuate, we must evacuate immediately, not for a moment!"

After understanding the strength of his opponent, Leon made a decision without hesitation, he would not consume the strength he had painstakingly accumulated, and for the future of the Hammer Tribe, he had to leave immediately!

On this side, An Lan stopped vomiting and her face was much better.

She walked behind Leon in silence, not saying a word.

Leon nodded secretly in his heart, he asked An Lan to watch the torture process of Benson, in addition to the necessity of translation, it was also a test for her, if she couldn't survive it, there was no need to stay.

As night fell, the Valley of Hope was boiling.

Under Leon's strict orders, the Hammer tribe immediately began to evacuate.

Although there were a lot of preparations in advance, there were still a lot of troubles when it came time to actually leave.

None of these orcs who were born, raised, and fought in the Wuthering Forest really wanted to leave, and many of them knew that after this departure, there would be no return in sight.

Many people shed tears and reluctantly turned back.

There are bonfires blazing on the banks of the Nucang River, and three ropeways have been built on the river, not because they can't afford to build more, but because the number of ropes is really limited, and it may be too late to weave them.

With the help of two warriors, one of the women of the clan was quickly helped to the safety rope, and the warrior behind her pushed hard, and the pulley carried her quickly towards the opposite bank.

Dozens of people who had successfully crossed the river were waiting there.

At present, the entire Hammer Tribe has 1,700 clansmen, of which the Thunder Beast Battle Camp is full of 1,000 warriors, and there are more than 2,000 green-skinned goblins, all of which add up to 4,000 people.

It was not an easy task to transport all these 4,000 people to the north bank of the Nucang River, not to mention a large number of food, weapons and other materials.

Although there were cages available, the crossing lasted a long night and was not over the next morning.

I hope that all the things that can be taken away in the valley except for those houses will be taken away, and everything that cannot be taken away will be destroyed, and there will be absolutely no supplies left for the enemy.

The most troublesome were the five bronze-armored rhinoceros, four of which had been captured in the Battle of Dolaitu, and Leon definitely didn't want to give up.

The problem is that these big creatures, which weigh thousands of pounds, are not as tame as gray camels, and if they are frightened and struggle during the river crossing, breaking the rope is a big problem.

Fortunately, Elder Munstein thought of a solution, he concocted a potion for the bronze-armored rhinoceros, put them all to sleep, and then the warriors carried them onto the wooden platform, and then carried them by two ropeways at the same time, so that the big guys could barely be transported over.

Enemies could appear at any moment, and the Hammer tribe raced against the clock to evacuate, only to deliver the last supplies in the afternoon.

Leon was the last of them to leave, and before leaving, he ordered the destruction of the other two ropeways, and the fish ponds and catapults on the river beach had long since been filled in and demolished, leaving no trace.

One last glance at the place for which he had worked and fought, Leon swore in his heart.

I'll definitely be back!

(To be continued)