It was a very ordinary night for the Cyclops, and after a small stir that had little effect, the Cyclops dispersed to rest and patrol. As a tribe that survives almost exclusively on instinct, there is only so much they can do, and for the Cyclops, it's no different than it used to be.

However, it was an unforgettable night for O'Faryl.

Especially after arriving at the meeting place, seeing the groups of quiet, silent orc mercenaries, Offariel only felt her heart sinking, she had not experienced this emotion for a long time - nervous.

Yes, O'Faryl was very nervous. You know, she has never had experience in battle, nor has she ever commanded an army. Although she had made up some basic knowledge in the days that followed Yuren, it was not enough to help her command others in battle. For the first time, O'Faryl felt like she wanted to escape, wishing she could refuse the order and relegate the task to someone else.

After all, military is different from politics, which is more theoretical, and even if there is a mistake, as long as the remedy is made in time, no one will be killed. But war is different, a command mistake may bury hundreds of thousands of living lives, Yuren may be able to give orders calmly, but O'Fariel can't, although she is not familiar with these orcs, but, if you want to sacrifice their lives like this, O'Fariel thinks she can't do it.

It's a pity that she has no chance to refuse at the moment, because after the round with Judy, Yulian ordered Ofariel to count the number of people, and just when our former princess was concentrating on counting the number of soldiers, Yulian quietly left with the others, and after Ofariel reacted, except for Charlotte with a bright smile, there was no half of a figure in sight beside her, except for Charlotte with a bright smile.

As a result, Ofaril has no other way at the moment.

"Miss Charlotte, you really don't ........."

"I can't, Miss O'Faryl. ”

Charlotte smiled and shook her head.

"I'm good at asymmetrical combat in special situations, and frontal combat is not what I'm good at, so if I am asked to command, I'm afraid it's hard to do it well. ”

"So ........."

Offariel turned his gaze to look at the orc mercenary captain on the other side, and sensing her gaze, the orc captain lifted his helmet and nodded at her solemnly.

"Miss Judy has ordered us to obey your orders, Miss, and we will do exactly what you command. ”

“...........................”

It was clear that there was no turning back for Ofariel.

What to do?

Offariel asked herself, what the hell she should do, and if she could fulfill Julien's commission with her own strength?

She didn't have that confidence, but Yulian seemed to trust her.

So, what exactly is she going to do?

Thinking of this, O'Faryl closed his eyes and began to think and recall the information he had obtained before, as a soul body, O'Faryl and the geysm can also communicate through the mind, but because the geyers and her faction have always been clearly separated, O'Faryl subconsciously kept a distance from them. And this time, from the geist, Ofaril had clearly known the specific terrain and location of the One-Eyed tribe, as well as their numbers. This is undoubtedly the most complex and difficult to find part of the valley, and although there are many winding roads, only two of them can reach the center, and it is here that the One-Eyed tribe is home. Sure, it's complicated, but it's not complicated to find, and with the intelligence of these one-eyed monsters, it's too strict to expect them to know what code instructions they have. So, the criteria for these cyclops to choose their path are more straightforward - they will only take those wide paths.

This has to be said to be a coincidence. But because of this, the defense of these monsters is very simple - as long as they hold the first and last two paths, then whatever the enemy means, it is meaningless, and the narrow terrain of the river valley makes it difficult to have many options, especially in this case.

So, what is the only option, the best option?

Ofariel opened her eyes.

The white, bright full moon still hangs high in the night sky, and time is passing minute by minute. Although the valley was quiet and peaceful at the moment, Ofaryl had already felt something, something she had never felt before.

"I've made a decision. ”

O'Faryl said, looking at the orc captain in front of him.

"From now on, I ask you to obey my orders completely. Captain, please divide your soldiers into groups of ten, a total of five groups, and with you, I ask the leaders of these five squads to obey my orders completely, and from now on, I will tell you what to do at what time and place. And all you have to do is to obey my orders completely, and you must do exactly what I instruct. Because after the battle begins, I will not give you any more instructions and orders. So, I hope you will remember my words completely. ”

"Yes, I see. ”

Although O'Fariel's words made Charlotte and the mercenary captain look at each other curiously, and neither of them could figure out what the young lady was thinking, but since they had already spoken first, they naturally had no more doubts now. Therefore, the captain of the orc mercenary did not ask, but nodded very happily. And it was only then that Ofaril breathed a long sigh of relief, and a stone in his heart finally fell to the ground.

"The plan is like this..............."

Listening to O'Fariel tell about his plan, Charlotte and the orc mercenary captain's faces suddenly became a little strange. One of them was an existence that had experienced hundreds of years of war, and the other was also a person who had led his subordinates in a bloody storm, but even they had never seen such a strange way of commanding operations.

"That's it. ”

After fully explaining his plans, Ofariel looked up and looked at the two of them.

"Do you have any questions?"

"A unique way of commanding battle, Miss O'Faryl. ”

The smile on Charlotte's face didn't change in the slightest.

"I've never heard of anything like it. ”

The captain of the orc mercenaries didn't speak, but it was clear from his slight nod that for this battle-hardened veteran, Ofariel's method was unprecedented. In this regard, Ofariel only shook his head and smiled, and then immediately became serious.

"Well, let's get ready for action, we don't have much time. ”

"Yes, Miss O'Fariel. ”

"Yes. ”

Hearing this, Charlotte and the orc mercenary captain immediately turned to leave, while Ofaril stood in place for a moment's silence before sighing softly. Then, she walked to the edge of the hillside and looked down. In the light of the moon, in the heavy shadows, the scattered wooden houses in the valley looked so dilapidated, and the red fire lit up from them was also so dim. In it, several tall figures could be faintly seen walking among them, and it was obvious that these were the one-eyed monsters. However, at this moment, they should not be able to resist the instinctive exhaustion, and they should start to be lazy.

It was midnight at this moment, and the whole world was silent, as if even the most evil beings had fallen into a deep sleep.

"Annihilation...... Wipe out all ......"

Offariel said to herself, then gritted her teeth and put her hands on her chest, slowly calming her emotions. Then he raised his head and looked at the night sky.

Thick, illusory black mist seeped out of her body, enveloping the girl's body, whirling, winding, changing form, and finally solidifying into a hard metal object. A light, tight-fitting black armor tightly wrapped the girl's body, showing her graceful posture, behind the girl, showing the slender diamond-shaped metal plates intertwined layer upon layer, shrinking and floating behind the girl's back, this is exactly after countless combat training, Offariel formed, the final illusion armament, it has abandoned the original heavy form, and turned to a lighter way to reflect its power. The white moonlight shone on the girl's body, reflecting a lightless light.

Everything is ready to go.

Ofaril stared at the armor on her body, her mind was a little complicated, she knew very well that this time it was no longer a practice of combat, nor a simulation of training, but a real battle, killing and even death. Although she is very confident of victory, this feeling of nervousness cannot be eliminated. It was even more nervous than ever in the palace, and she had never been so nervous when she first attended a royal meeting and spoke her point for the first time. At that time, she was just full of confidence in herself.

But now, the situation is completely different.

The time has come.

Offariel looked around, silently calculating the passage of time inwardly, and then, she looked up and looked ahead, her face resolute.

Then the maiden began to run, and when she came to the edge of the cliff of the valley, she leaped up as if to fly into the air.

And in the next moment, gravity ruthlessly pulled her back and fell to the ground.

"Boom!!"

A violent roar broke the calm of the valley.

The battle began.

(To be continued)