Chapter Fifty-Seven: Who Scares Whom!

The snow in the northern tundra has melted, and a layer of delicate grass has emerged from the dry and monotonous earth, like a green carpet of felt, reaching the sky. Everywhere you look, trees bud, bushes of small flowers exude a fragrant fragrance, and bees and insects flutter among the flowers. Yellow sheep, hares, gophers, foxwolves, grizzly bears that hide somewhere in winter...... And so all the animals of all sizes pop up, gnaw on the grass, or hunt animals to replenish the fat lost in a winter. It seemed that overnight, the whole world came alive.

It was a pleasure to travel in such an environment, but the Baroque did not slow down its march. Because of the annexation of the severed head tribe and the acquisition of a large number of livestock, the horses in the tribe are still enough, except for the wolf cavalry, the other orcs are riding sturdy steppe horses, and the speed is naturally not too slow.

The location of the Blue Wolf Tribe was in the westward direction of the northern tundra, and the Berserk Tribe of Protoya was to the northeast of them, with a distance of more than fifteen hundred miles, and at their current speed, it would only take more than ten days to arrive.

The northern tundra is too large to be bordered by several human empires or powers, and the orc clans and tribes are too scattered to bring all the clans together to form a large army unless the entire clan is in crisis. Therefore, it is usually divided into a general area, and the orc tribes in that area form their own armies to resist the invasion.

The tundra is westward, and the area near the Kundu Maya Mountains is within the range of the Adria Empire, so the orc coalition here usually faces Odria legions. In addition to the [Crown Bucks Legion] stationed in the grassland of Yangmadi, the other nine elite legions of the empire take turns to fight in the grassland every year, maintaining the strongest combat effectiveness and blood. Baroque asks the leader of the squad that led the scouts, and learns that some of the surviving old orc warriors have even fought against all ten legions, and that these old warriors are a valuable asset. But from the mouth of the team leader...... After the old soldiers grew old and lost their strong combat effectiveness, they were actually not doing well, and the Baroque couldn't help but have some kind of thought again!

As for the latest news about the Human Legion, from the time when winter was about to pass, Protoya sent the wolf cavalry scouts of the Berserk Tribe. Get close to the Equestrian Grasslands of the Audria Empire and investigate the movements of the Crown Stag Legion. According to the rules of previous years, this year is the invasion of the Crown Bucks Legion on the grassland, and there will be no other legions to fight in the grassland. This is also confirmed by the scout's return...... There is still only one legion stationed in the grassland of the horse farm. No other legions were found. However, Baroque has reservations.

Protoya was attacked by someone, and then he in turn attacked and killed three Sky Scout warriors, and the Apocalypse Holy See didn't make the slightest movement, which is very abnormal. There is always a hunch that perhaps the Holy See is only temporarily patient. But one thing is for sure, once the orc alliance is formed, the Apocalypse Holy See will not send a few more Phantom Armor Warriors to fight single-handedly, because in the face of thousands of orc armies, no matter how powerful the Phantom Armor Warriors are, they will not be able to do anything. The only ones who can defeat the orc army are the elite legions of humans. The best way to do this is undoubtedly to hide in the human legions, waiting for the opportunity to attack, and be able to kill a few shamans or beast masters, and thus take revenge with one arrow.

The Baroque marched cautiously, sending out several scouts of his own tribe in all four directions of the procession. The probe distance even extends more than 50 miles. Even if the leading scouts of the berserk tribe repeatedly explained, this is the hinterland of the tundra, and the humans have not yet moved their armies, and the surroundings are very safe. Baroque was unmoved, and he remembered the phrase 'caution is not too much a hundred times, carelessness once is enough'. Orcs have a rough personality, and even the soldiers of the Hungry Wolf Legion who have undergone his rigorous training still have this kind of problem. Baroque didn't want to let its team suffer unnecessary losses just because of its carelessness one day. So he always led by example. Set the rules for the details that must be paid attention to, and let the warriors remember and enforce them.

In the eyes of the scout leader of the Berserk Tribe, these guys from the Blue Wolf Tribe were stubborn and terrifying, thinking that they might hold out for a day or two. But it definitely won't last long. But when more than ten days had passed and he was about to arrive at the beast tent community of the Berserk Tribe, the team leader had been sincerely convinced.

Scouts patrol every day, rain or shine. The night vigil patrol soldiers never stopped, always heavily armed, patrolling around the perimeter of the camp. From beginning to end, the blue wolf tribe, from the patriarch Baroque to every ordinary soldier, has never relaxed its vigilance.

Baroque told the squad leader that his army had a name...... the Hungry Wolf Legion. The squad leader was still a little unimpressed, but at this moment he already had a hunch that the Hungry Wolf Legion would impress everyone.

The tundra was open and vast, and I could see that a large lake finally appeared in the distance more than ten miles away, it was a freshwater lake, and the berserk tribe was located next to the large lake, and the Baroque had good eyesight, and in the distance it was already possible to see a tent as thin as ants, and white clouds moving on the ground...... That's a huge flock. Baroque had to sigh that it was a large tribe of nearly 10,000 people, raising hundreds of thousands of sheep, not to mention cattle and horses.

"Baroque Patriarch, our tribe has arrived, please slow down your march first, and I will inform Patriarch Krutu, I think Protoya will come to meet you soon. The squad leader said to Baroque. At this time, the patriarch of the Berserk tribe was still Plottoya's father, Crutu the Elder, but the command of the formation of the coalition had been handed over to Plottoya. When the resistance to human invasion is over, Old Crutu will pass the position of patriarch to Plotoya.

Baroque nodded indifferently and slowed down the march, and the scout leader immediately rushed back to the tribe with his men. After waiting for less than half an hour, a group of orc cavalry ran out from the direction of the berserk tribe, and their momentum was very fast, approaching at an extremely fast speed, without the slightest intention of slowing down. Baroque frowned, the cavalry's performance was clearly defiant.

Although I don't know whose idea it was, the Baroque will not show weakness, because Protoya wants to recommend him to be the deputy of the coalition forces, and if he shows weakness at this time, whether the comer is tempted or provocative, he will sit on the cowardice of the Baroque. Such a deputy commander of the coalition forces will not be respected by anyone, let alone persuaded to obey the order.

"Everyone, take orders, line up, take the enemy!" Baroque shouted and ordered.

Barrotan led his team of wolf hundreds, which immediately dispersed into the open space on both sides, seemingly scattered, but they would gather soon after they went out, and gradually move towards the rear of the enemy to outflank them. Of course. The enemy in the middle of it cannot be detected in time.

Soto, Salomon, Yatutu, and Valinor gathered their hundred-man teams to quickly take up the dozens of half-iron tower shields that the Grey Dwarves had made for them. More than a dozen two-zhang long impact spears were set up and aimed at the incoming enemy. The rest of the warriors were in good formation, ready to draw their tomahawks or serrated swords, and dozens of spearmen were in the rear to grab their spears, as soon as the Baroque gave the order. Throw a sharp spear at the enemy at any moment. In the end, it was the thirty large boar heavy cavalry led by Angley and Hubertus. They were tasked with the final assault on the enemy's formation.

A winter's harsh drill has finally shown its results. In just a few minutes, the Hungry Wolf Legion was ready for battle, and the rushing cavalry had just entered the range of spear throwing. But they stopped their mounts in time, stunned by the steel jungle in front of them, which was armed to the teeth. Almost immediately, all of them turned red and looked greedily at the guys across from them............ With so many sophisticated metal weapons, even a berserk tribe of nearly 10,000 people couldn't come up with them.

This is a group of orcs riding fat brown earth bears, it should be [brown bear cavalry], right? There are even those who hold thick wooden sticks, but they are still very hideous and fierce in terms of appearance. Baroque didn't speak, just looked at them with a smile, and since he came to provoke, let's see what tricks they played.

"What about your patriarch Baroque, don't hide behind your back, let him come out, I want to see what kind of warrior can be recommended by Protoya to be the deputy commander of the coalition army. The leader of the brown bear cavalry drove the earth bear and came out and shouted, this rude fellow was bold. Even in the face of hundreds of heavily armed enemies, there is no fear.

It turned out that he had come to set up a horse, and Baroque patted the frost wolf, and Lark carried him around the array. Come ahead. looked at this stout guy who could compete with Hubertus with interest...... His whole body was covered with lush black hair, like a gorilla, but he was simply draped in a wild skin.

"The Frostwolf Clan, the patriarch of the Blue Wolf Tribe, the shaman sacrifice. Baroque greets his brothers from the Berserk Horde. Baroque stroked his chest slightly, an act that made the rude fellow a little embarrassed...... Orcs are rude, but they are polite. Baroque expressed kindness in this way, and unless he was a mortal enemy, he would be looked down upon if he continued to be arrogant and rude.

"Brute Bear Clan, Roaring Tribal Patriarch Nortega, salute you. Dahan replied: "I just heard a few scout brothers from the Berserk tribe say that your blue wolf tribe has destroyed the severed head tribe and is here to join the coalition on behalf of the orcs west of the tundra. Haha, if you don't see you in the winter, the severed head tribe of the nest will be finished?But don't forget that there is also our roaring tribe, you have to be the deputy commander of the coalition army, and defeat me first. ”

It turns out that these guys are not from the Berserk Tribe, but orcs from the Roaring Tribe. Baroque felt fooled and a little angry, so he didn't bother to entangle with him. Turning around and leaving, he shouted without looking back: "Don't kill, defeat them, and seize their weapons." ”

The orc patriarch named Nortega, who was indeed worthy of the name of the Roaring Tribe, was made to roar angrily by Baroque's ignorance, and was about to rush up to teach him a lesson.

The soldiers of the Hungry Wolf Legion stepped forward in unison, making an almost sonorous sound, the cold spears and battle axes were terrifying, and the momentum of the brown bear cavalry was completely suppressed. At this time, even idiots know that if there is a fight, they don't know how to die. The two men grabbed Noltega and tried to retreat, but by this time Barrotan's wolf cavalry had finished outflanking them and surrounded them from behind.

Noltega suddenly woke up, he was already surrounded by regiments, and if he dared to resist in any way, he would definitely be wiped out! Where did these guys come from, and how could they be so imposing and ruthless like a human army............ The thought popped into Noltega's mind! )