The wind is blowing, and it is autumn, and it is as cold as a day. The herdsmen on the grasslands of the horse farm have long harvested enough grass and stored it for the winter. It's not as long as the cold season in the depths of the northern tundra, but it's not short. Before the grass grows in the spring, the livestock point to the grass they harvest.

It's been a bad year, and all the shepherds are secretly lamenting. I don't know what's going on inside the empire, it seems that someone is rebelling, and I heard that the riots in the imperial capital have not subsided for a long time, so that many elite legions have been transferred to the Dulong imperial capital to quell the rebellion. Although the Crown Bucks Legion was not among the mobilized because of the urgency of the garrison, it was precisely because of the riots in the imperial capital that the legions outside were all shrinking their defenses. This year's routine operation to clear the orcs in the tundra also had to be stopped. The orcs captured last year were all sold to slave traders, and this year there are no new orc slaves to harvest pasture, and the human herdsmen who have long developed bad habits are naturally very tired.

Hundreds of herders harvest and bale all the grass in the surrounding meadows, and then start loading them into trucks and pulling them back to store in ox carts. They were busy when they suddenly felt the ground shake slightly under their feet!

The herders had experienced too much in previous years, and they immediately realized that it was caused by a large number of horses running. There is no doubt that some army is approaching here. No one worries or doubts that the only ones who can gallop so freely on the grassland of the horse farm are the warrior lords of the crown bucks.

The herders continued to bow their heads and carry bales of grass to load the carts, and as the tremors got closer and closer, a black line had appeared in the distant sky, and it was gradually galloping closer.

"Could it be that the old man of the crown buck actually sneaked into the northern tundra to kill the orc cubs?" The distance was too far for the herdsmen to see the appearance of this army clearly, but it seemed that there were a few more people. I can't help but guess that it may be a large number of orc captives that have been captured, and some herders are even starting to rejoice...... It's easier now. Those soldiers were very talkative, and as long as they sent a sheepskin bag of ale, they could let their orc captives help mow the grass and pull the cart, saving a lot of effort.

There were even herdsmen who had gone to prepare the ale, but as the army got closer and closer, someone finally noticed something unusual, "Something is wrong...... Why didn't they fly the banner of the crown stag? This place has penetrated deep into the middle of the grassland of the horse farm, and there is no need to hide anything, according to the custom of previous years, they have already raised the banner to show off the harvest of the orcs. ”

The army suddenly made a move to divide its troops, and two squads of hundreds of people split up on both sides, faintly showing a trend of encirclement.

It was only at this time that the herdsmen came to their senses, and their faces turned pale when they heard a series of wolf howls. Damn, it's the orcs, it's the army of the orcs, how could they come and attack the grassland at this time? Don't you know if you're alive or dead?

It doesn't matter whether the orcs know whether they live or die, but the choice between life and death of the herdsmen in front of them is close at hand. Hundreds of people panicked, like ants on a hot pot, and fled for their lives one by one. Unfortunately, when they came out to harvest the pasture, only a few of the leaders rode over, and most of the other herdsmen drove ox carts, and the cattle could not outrun the wolves and horses of the orcs anyway.

A dozen herdsmen on horseback did not hesitate to abandon their companions and run alone, turning a deaf ear to the wanton scolding behind them. But they had only run a few dozen miles away, and how could the herdsmen's ordinary horses be comparable to the orcs' horses. The two orc cavalry intercepted them, slashed them clean, and then retracted backwards, blocking the herdsmen's retreat. At this time, the orc army in the rear slowly pressed in.

"Captain Muruwan, we intercepted all the fleeing herdsmen and slaughtered them all, and not a single one was missed. "Commander Marta, who divided his forces in pursuit, respectfully reciprocated. Of all the ten commanders, he and Thor were the only ones who sat in this position by virtue of their father's influence. After a period of harsh training, they have seen the true strength of the warriors of the Blue Wolf Tribe, and they themselves know very well that they cannot convince the public. Therefore, both Marta and Tsar admired and worshipped Muru, a powerful warrior from the blue wolf tribe. They are eager to learn all the skills from these mighty warriors.

Muru smiled a rare smile and nodded approvingly, causing Marta to retreat with a little excitement. Indifferently ordered the orc army surrounding the human herdsmen: "This is a surprise operation, and we need to keep it secret before we finally approach the Crown Stag station. All threats that can reveal our secrets must be erased, and all of them must be killed!"

Hundreds of human herders had not heard of death from Muru's mouth, and they even fantasized that even if they were captured by the orcs, they might be able to redeem them with livestock, salt, clothing, or food. It wasn't until the orcs raised their butcher knives that they became completely frightened, and fell to their knees crying and begging for mercy. It's a pity that none of the orcs have mercy............ It's not often that orcs take revenge on humans like this. In previous years, they were always oppressed by human slaughter, and almost every orc had a family member die tragically under the butcher's knife of the human army, and the hatred between the two races was too deep, and it had to be completely bloodied several times!

In just a few minutes, hundreds of Terran herders collapsed in pools of blood. Muru, who was calm and meticulous, ordered that a knife be mended on each corpse to make sure that no fish would slip through the net. Only then did he lead the army to continue on his way. A small group of herdsmen like this has been subjected to several groups, each time they have been killed without leaving them alive, so they have been able to penetrate deep into the heart of the horse breeding land, and their whereabouts have not been revealed. Muru's tense nerves relaxed a little-he went deep into here, but he didn't encounter a scout team of the Crown Bucks Legion. Even though the Crown Bucks are still a mortal enemy, there is no doubt that their years of laxity have inevitably affected military discipline. A legion whose military discipline began to be loose has undoubtedly gone downhill............

After only more than ten days of formation, the combat power of the legion will definitely not have a qualitative transformation. Whether it is Muru or the commanders, it is very clear that if they fight against the human crown bucks legion and do not pay heavy casualties, it is impossible to defeat by luck. But this must be faced calmly, just like Baroque said in the letter: the orcs have been in decline for too long, have forgotten the glory of their ancestors, and want to rekindle the blood, which is the pain that the orcs must go through for the rise.

Of course, fighting against the Crown Bucks doesn't mean they will be sent to their deaths knowing that they are defeated. The staunchest allies...... Protoya had already recruited ten thousand of the most elite orc warriors from all the tribes of the War Bear Clan, and was rushing here behind them. As long as the legions of the Frostwolf Great Tribe can be on par with the Crown Stag, even if it is only for a period of stalemate, the orcs of the War Bear Clan, as the new force, can become the last straw that crushes the human legion. After all, Odria civil strife has led to the fact that it is impossible for the crown bucks to have reinforcements to help, and seeing several times the orcs attacking, they will inevitably fall into a panic and eventually give the orcs an opportunity to take advantage of.

When the Crown Bucks finally discovered the approach of the Frostwolf Horde's army, the Legion Commander Roxana was almost mad, even if the leader of the scout force was his own nephew, Roxana mercilessly ordered him to be hanged, and at least nearly a hundred negligent scout soldiers were killed. The carelessness of these guys eventually led to the orcs killing them to realize that they had missed too many opportunities. Roxana didn't have to think about it to be able to predict it...... All the human herdsmen's settlements that the orcs passed along the way were sure that there would be no chickens and dogs left, and there would be no survival. Because humans did the same when they cleared the northern tundra orcs. I never thought that there would be a day when I would be [blood for blood, tooth for tooth].

Roxana is a proud human hero, and even though he is already at a disadvantage, he still has enough faith in his legion. Although Severus, the Prime Minister of the Empire, was strangely assassinated, his backer is gone, and his future is very slim. But as long as he is the captain of the Crown Bucks Legion, he will protect this honor and duty.

Knowing that it was useless, he still sent people to rush back to the Dulong Imperial Capital to report the news of the orc invasion, and then immediately gathered the legions to prepare for battle, and sent scouts to spread the word that all the human herders in the northern tundra drove a large number of livestock and began to move to the rear. Even if it's too late, there are some that can escape. The horn of war has sounded, but this time it is no longer humans who have attacked, but the humble orcs who have been more prey in the past! The grassland of the horse farm is plunged into an atmosphere of extreme tension and chaos, like the sky where clouds gather and a storm begins to brew.

It's going to rain, and it's going to be a freezing rain. Bitter cold weather will follow, and then a long and harsh winter will follow. Even if the orcs can be repelled in the end, the hard-hit horse breeding grassland is bound to make it difficult for humans to survive this winter. Roxana doesn't think he's going to lose, he's always had faith in himself. Maybe...... Take as many orc prisoners of war as you can, and sell them to the damned slavers to compensate for some losses?..............................

Muru led the Frostwolf Legion to the main camp of the Crown Stag Legion, and then ordered the warriors to stand by, while he gathered all the commanders and a few orc brains accompanying the tent to discuss the next battle. The Crown Bucks army on the opposite side is also preparing, and Roxana has gathered all his commanders and powerful warriors, not to mention the mage leader of the mage group. A bloody battle is about to begin, and they need to negotiate all tactics before they can do it, because once the armies start to make contact, some things are hard to change!

Although Hilnado, the son of the Grand Patriarch of Ortu, did not become one of the ten commanders, he followed Muru as the brains of the legion. After all, there are not many wise men among the orcs who are as knowledgeable as him and have read many book scrolls. Although there was still some estrangement between the Grand Patriarch of Ortu and this son, there was no doubt that he was still proud of Cironado.

The armies of the two sides on the battlefield showed a confrontation posture, and a major war was about to break out. In the far rear of the Frostwolf Tribe's legion, Plottoa was riding on the shoulders of Beamon Abbas, leading his clan's 10,000 orc warriors to ...... forward without hurry.

In the distant sky, dozens of huge thunder eagles are circling, their sharp eyes can see all the movements on the battlefield clearly, no matter what movement of the human legion is, they will be recorded, and then the thunder eagle Evian will quietly land and tell all this to the commander of the ten thousand soldiers.

Suddenly, Evian in the sky suddenly felt something, and he looked in surprise at the far south............ He suddenly felt the breath of the Baroque, and the master had returned! )