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This is a time of chaos, and the best moment for Baroque and his people to free the orc slaves, no one knows how long the chaos will last, they can't afford to delay and need to act immediately.

The old orcs Ziad and Cecil are the elders of the blue wolf tribe, and when they heard that Baroque had really found the ruins of their ancestors during their trip to the center of the wasteland, they were very excited, which made Baroque extremely worried that they would have a heart attack.

"Baroque Patriarch, take the lads of the tribe to rescue the orc slaves, I know that we old fellows will drag you down, and you will definitely find a way to keep us. Then we won't make a mess for you, let's go to the ancestral ruins in the heart of the wasteland to worship...... You can rest assured, we will not provoke the Earth Elemental Giants, and will only look out from afar on the periphery. Ziad pleaded with the Baroque urgently.

Baroque thought for a moment, then nodded in agreement. If he and his people were to free the orc slaves, even if it was only a few hundred and one thousand at least, it was clear that the barren gravel land on the outskirts of the wasteland would not be able to feed so many people, and they would have to enter the central wasteland in search of an oasis to live in. It is better to let the old people explore the way first, and by the way, touch the distribution of all the oases in the center of the wasteland. As for whether it will arouse the vigilance and hostility of the lizardmen............ With a mere dozens of middle-aged and elderly orcs, and enough gold for the Baroque to leave for their clansmen, it was too easy to make the lizardmen let their guard down. When Baroque entered the center of the wasteland with a large number of rescued orcs, it was ...... Then that's another story! Turf grabbing is always about who has the biggest fist, and the truth is to fight!

The old people could not resist the longing for the relics of their ancestors, and set out early in the morning when the sky was dark, and thirty camel beasts and baroques were given to them, and the hundreds of blue horses were all left. In the end, it was too barren and dangerous, and there were simply not enough war horses to support in the wasteland, and in just over ten days, dozens of horses had either lost their fat with hunger, or were bitten by sand scorpions and poisonous snakes that suddenly came out of the sand, and died miserably, and finally had to be used as dry food for the orcs.

Unless he had a large grassland, there was nothing he could do, and the Baroque knew that his dream of cavalry could not be realized for the time being. Then maximize the benefits and bring all these war horses to Duke Linde. Presumably, Linde, who desperately needs to increase his strength, will be overjoyed, and his confidence in his orc allies will be even greater.

Forty young clansmen, just four teams of ten. The Baroque appointed Muru, Anglei, Lorn Khan and Tulayan as four tens. As for Barotan and Zainzu, because of some defects of their own, they could not serve as ten-necks for the time being.

Barrotan knew that his personality was a little weak, and Zainzu had difficulty communicating with his people because he couldn't speak, so he had no objection to Baroque's arrangement. The four new ten-captains led their respective men, and they all had unconcealed excitement. Baroque also didn't expect them to immediately learn cavalry tactics to fight together, after all, according to the agreement with Duke Linde, what they wanted to attack was only some small towns, and they would definitely not face elite human soldiers, so let's learn while fighting!

Baroque selected the strongest of the horses, and each of them was assigned three, and the remaining eighty or so drove them across the borders of the wasteland and into the town of Crows.

When the humans of Crow Town saw such an arrogant and arrogant orc, they were all stunned, and it was not until the orcs drove the war horses away that some of them came to their senses, and immediately all kinds of people exploded.................. When did these lowly orcs have so many horses? What a great fortune, if they could plunder ............! Adventurers and idlers and drunkards gathered one after another, discussing with each other something, and their eyes were shining with what was called greed. Soon, almost all the people in Crow Town, overwhelmed by the wealth of hundreds of horses, formed a makeshift team and rushed to follow the orc's trail............ When they walk in the human kingdom, they will definitely not be able to walk fast, and they will always catch up.

Baroque deliberately slowed down, the reason why he was so unscrupulous in circles around Crow Town was to provoke these greedy guys to send them to death.................. Baroque never forgot the hatred of the extermination of the tribe, and in his eyes, the entire Crow Town should die except for Old Massimo!

More than ten miles away from Crow Town, Anglei, who was watching behind, drove his war horse back, and shouted to Baroque with admiration and excitement on his face: "Patriarch, Baroque patriarch, they ...... And they came after them, and there were several hundred of them, just three or four miles behind. ”

Baroque looked at the surroundings, it happened to be a small plain of meadows where farmers were grazing, and behind a small hill in the distance was a small grove, excellent terrain. Baroque immediately ordered: "Tulayan, you take your ten-man team to drive the surplus war horses to the grove to hide, and when you hear the wolf cry of Rak, immediately drive the war horses over the small hill and attack the human ranks." "The grove is on the side of the direction that the human team is coming, and the Baroque has Tulayan to hide, in fact, to cut off their escape route.

Tulayan nodded in agreement, and immediately led his ten-man team to drive more than a hundred war horses to the grove. Baroque said again: "Lorne Khan, Muru, Anglei, follow me with a team of ten, let's let go of our hands and kill once, the hatred of the clansmen can be offset by a mere sand scorpion mercenary group!"

The orcs immediately turned red with excitement, let out a low roar, pulled down a huge battle axe weighing 100 catties from their backs, lined up behind the baroque, and waited for humans to come to death with a slight **! It is indeed a death, a group of rabble, not even a fighting spirit warrior, facing a beast battle qi warrior, plus an orc shaman, and a terrifying monster of unknown strength, the result has long been doomed, the difference is only whether someone can escape alive!

A slave hunting team of more than 200 adventurers, gravediggers, drunkards, and thieves chased the orcs with the dream of making a fortune. They weren't slow, they rushed for miles, and appeared behind the orcs. Seeing that the orcs did not hurry up or fled in a panic, they were overjoyed, and several adventurers led by them also self-righteously assigned two teams to cross the encirclement from both sides of the grass, as if they were afraid that the orcs would escape. Baroque almost laughed out of his teeth...... is already weak, in such a dispersion, are you afraid that you will not die fast enough?

In the face of this kind of dregs, there was no need for any planning, Baroque raised the battle axe in his hand obliquely, and roared: "Kill, slaughter these mongrels!" The frost wolf Rak under his crotch followed by a desolate wolf roar, and they had already rushed out like sharp swords.

The clansmen raised their battle axes and screamed loudly at the human ranks.

In any case, they didn't expect the orcs to dare to turn around and attack, in their impression, the orcs have always been mean, cowardly, and have no temper, and can beat, scold, humiliate, and even execute the slave race at will, and these orcs in front of them have shattered their illusions. At that time, some people panicked, threw away the long sword and spear in their hands, turned around and ran. The whole chaotic team became more and more chaotic, and it was useless to let the adventurers led by shouting and scolding and dissuasion.

The three orcs and ten people rode horses and quickly pounced in front of the humans, and more than a dozen people were immediately trampled under the horse's hooves, and their bones were broken, and even their heads fell to the ground and were trampled to pieces. The orc's battle axe was waved mercilessly, and the heads rose into the sky with blood arrows. More than a dozen relatively strong adventurers tried to organize a counterattack, but most of them were hacked to death by Zainzu, who was faintly flashing with fighting energy, and most of them were hacked to death with a ruthless axe, and the others immediately lost their fighting spirit and turned around and fled. This is not a battle at all, but a one-sided slaughter.

Men were never faster than horses, and by the time there was not a single living man left in front of them, they had already made their way through the human slave traps, leaving behind a blood-stained corpse. The ragtag army of adventurers who had been sent out to encircle the orcs from both sides were shocked by the carnage from afar, and turned and ran away in horror, and were extremely glad that they did not encounter those devilish orcs. Unfortunately, they had no way back, and the moment they heard Rak's howl, Tulayan led a team of ten people to drive hundreds of horses to block their retreat. Behind the panicked people is the pursuit of the orcs, in front of them is the crazy running war horse, there is really nowhere to hide and nowhere to escape, in the end, except for a few lucky people in time to run into the ridge of the field to barely escape the bad luck, the rest of the people ended miserably, either died under the horse's hooves, or were chased and killed by the Baroque them.

The battle lasted only a little more than ten minutes, and the slave hunters of several hundred people could barely see a living person, dead bodies everywhere, and the orcs were not too seriously injured except for an unlucky guy who threw him off with a stumble on his mount and ate a mouthful of mud.

The orcs were excited, too happy, it turned out that the Baroque patriarch was right, only by taking revenge himself, would he be the happiest! The Baroque did not make the orcs happy for too long, he didn't want these guys to get carried away and think that the world was invincible, so he directly poured cold water and shouted: "Immediately collect the lost war horses and continue to hurry, we must break through all the towns along the way before rushing to Duolun City, rescue all the orc slaves, and there is a fight waiting for you." It's just a bunch of bale mongrels in front of you, what's there to be happy about? Ten minutes, gather the war horses, and then set off immediately, if you can't keep up with the team, you won't be allowed to eat tonight!"

Baroque rode Lac and turned around and stepped onto the avenue to leave, and the frost wolf became a spirit, and he actually knew that he turned around and glared at the orcs with a playful face, and deliberately sped up and trotted on Baroque.

The orcs secretly laughed and scolded Rak for being bad, but they also knew that the words of the Baroque patriarch were not a joke, so they hurried to gather the war horses and then chase the Baroque. In the end, more than a dozen clansmen did not follow before the Baroque announced that they would camp, and were really punished for not eating all night, but had to be on duty all night............ Discipline is the foundation of an elite legion, and the Baroque is gradually reining in the looseness of the tribesmen, teaching them a sense of rules, and strengthening punishment, perhaps still very immature, but the prototype has begun to gradually appear!