The wasteland, as yellow as the Gobi, covers the land, and a thousand kilometers outside of the city of Chesem, the army of Teletham is confronting a handful of orc armies at the junction of the steppe and the desert.

On the human side, the human army was led by the general of Celetham, Quintus, and the 30,000 soldiers were divided into five brigades, each of which was a full legion, 6,000 men, equipped with new weapons and shields.

After observing the injuries of all the wounded, the Teletham armor division designed the dragon strike shoulder armor and a new helmet, because on the battlefield, most of the orcs are taller than humans, and their strength is also to crush the single human infantry, so the orcs mostly use axes and heavy hammers to split from top to bottom on the battlefield, so most of the human infantry injuries are in the head and shoulders.

After observing this situation, the forgers of Teletham designed a new type of armor for the infantry brigade, the dragon strike shoulder guards are composed of overlapping pieces of iron, stacked from top to bottom into thick shoulder guards, so that the orc's axe can penetrate the second and third layers of iron when chopped, but it is difficult to directly penetrate the fifth layer of steel armor, so this new type of equipment undoubtedly provides good protection for human infantry.

But compared to the large-scale sorties of the human legions, the command is unified. The orcs, on the other hand, are a little weak. Since the Great Chief of Paladin was still locked up in the underground prison of Teletham, his life and death were uncertain, and the orcs were still fighting on their own, and it was difficult to elect a new High Chief for a while.

Now, confronting this human legion are two complete orc clans, the Fireblade Clan and the Bone Shattering Clan.

"General, why don't we take the initiative, there are so many fewer orcs than us. ”

The sand and dust blew through the positions of the regular army of Teletham, and the adjutant Baroque asked the commander-in-chief of the regiment, Quintus, in confusion.

"You haven't really fought with orcs, you don't know their strength, an orc with only a war hammer can sweep five of our warriors on the battlefield, and the more they fight, the more violent they will be, and the more blood they will shed, it will only make their combat effectiveness more terrifying. So, now we have five times as many troops as theirs, but we can't act recklessly, and they seem to have known earlier that I was coming, and have erected a fence on the other side of the steppe. Attacking the orcs at this time will only cost us a lot. ”

Faced with his adjutant's question, Quintus quickly gave such an answer. This forty-year-old general was an ordinary human infantryman more than ten years ago, and he had fought against orcs, so he knew a lot about the combat effectiveness and habits of orcs.

"Okay, so are we going to set up camp here, waiting for the right moment to strike?"

After listening to Quintus's explanation, Adjutant Baroque asked in a depressed mood.

"Well, let the soldiers start camping now, build a few towers, send the archers up, and watch out for the orcs at night. ”

After the general Quintus finished his task, he jumped off his horse and began to set up camp with his soldiers.

Three days later, the orc camp.

The confrontation with the orc army was not as difficult as expected, and three days later, when the human scouts returned to the orc camp, they found a gruesome picture. All the orcs, men, women, and children, were dead, dead in their camps, and none of their corpses were intact, lying in the camp as if they had been cut off by some kind of carnivore.

"General, there's a situation here. ”

As the human soldiers searched the dilapidated tents, they found the only survivor, but he could no longer speak or move. His body was drenched in blood from the brutal monsters, and he almost had his last breath left.

"What creature attacked you?"

Quintus tried to talk to the orc survivors in front of him, if such an unknown creature really attacked the orcs, then the seriousness of the situation would be more terrible than the current conflict between orcs and humans.

“***。 ”？

The orc survivor looked at Quintus with blood on her face, and the blood was still oozing from her mouth little by little. The words that came out of the orc's mouth were no longer audible, and Quintus saw the orc's last resentful look before she died. At this moment, as a human general, Quintus felt a wave of self-blame and guilt. Why did Heradi attack the orcs, who had returned to their simple life and faith, and had coexisted peacefully with humans for ten years, so why did the king attack, conquer and enslave them?

......

The orc twitched, her expression of pain, and Quintus drew her sword and stabbed her in the heart. Perhaps this is the best way to get her free.

"Back to the city. ”

After killing the orc, Quintus yelled and ordered his soldiers to prepare to return to Chesem. There, King Hradi was preparing for the largest expedition. Quintus has to report the situation to him, otherwise the next one to be attacked by the unknown creature may be the human legion.

"Quintus, my general, didn't you hear my orders?Attack all the orc villages on the way, but now, you didn't even capture a single orc settlement, and turned back to the city, can you explain why?"

Chetsom Council Hall. When Quintus stood in front of King Hradi, the young human king couldn't help but be furious. The officials of Teletham rarely saw the king angry, and they had the impression that Hradi was a calm and deep king, and his emotions were not easy to show out, but today, when faced with the problem of Quintus not advancing but turning back halfway, the young King Telatham was uncharacteristically angry and angry.

"Your Majesty, two days ago, we confronted the orcs in the Orgrand Heath, and the orcs had already discovered us and had the upper hand, and they had built fortifications in advance. But I don't know why, three days later, when our people went to the orc camp again to investigate, they found that all the orcs in all the camps had died, attacked by an unknown creature, the scene of their death was very terrifying and weird, all the orcs were either dismembered or hollowed out, obviously, it was not ordinary beasts that attacked them, and they could kill thousands of orcs in one night, such creatures must be very threatening, I came back to tell Your Majesty this information, I am afraid that our army will also encounter these unknown creatures in the wild。 ”

King Hradi sat at the round table and listened to Quintus' debriefing. But the next moment, Quintus found that his king's face did not show a trace of surprise and incomprehension, but vented his anger more directly......

"No matter what creatures have attacked our enemies, now that the orc army has perished, you should take advantage of the victory and pursue them and capture their villages and tribes!"

Hradi was furious, his eyes were full of red bloodshots, and he suppressed Quintus with an absolute authority, and Quintus had prepared more detailed information, and now it seemed that there was no possibility of telling it, and all the military officers and nobles present did not dare to say anything, and looked at the king's uncharacteristically angry scolding of his general.