Although the first day of the siege was quite good, using bows and arrows to shoot hundreds of orc warriors by surprise, some soldiers were nervous and shot bows and arrows into their own camp, causing chaos on their own side.

But for this first day of battle, Hou Yongyi was far from satisfied, the casualties of hundreds of orc warriors could not cause even the slightest trouble to the hundreds of thousands of orc army, just because the leader of the orc tribe had not encountered such a strange weapon, so he ordered the attack to be temporarily canceled.

For Hou Yongyi, this first day was also the most exciting day, and he had never experienced a bloody battle for the first time, and he experienced the heroic scene of witnessing tens of thousands of troops attacking at the same time. It's just that there is always a vague sense of foreboding in my heart, the orc warriors will not give up the attack so easily, but just such a few casualties orc warriors, in the face of curiosity about new weapons, is not enough to make the other party easily stop fighting. Then, the only thing that can be said is what the other party is waiting for.

Years later, summing up the defeat of the Human Revolt Alliance, Bikal, as Marshal of the Northwest, recalled: The soul god had guessed for a reason, because we had been attacked more violently and suddenly, and the city of Bod, which we had worked so hard to build that day, was also occupied by the orcs.

That night, Hou Yongyi, who was unable to sleep because of his restlessness, picked up his seal knife and carved something on a blue-black soft stone. Sitting in the room, the bright and extinguished torch stretched Hou Yongyi's memory in a trance, and suddenly, a cold sweat broke out. There was no continuation of the attack during the day, it was just a temptation, so what about at night?

"Guard," Hou Yongyi stood up abruptly and shouted. "Master!" Bikal, who was on duty today, replied. "Immediately inform the other minor human leaders in the city, and send someone to report to the leader of Hader as soon as possible.

Let's just say that tonight we are about to be attacked by the orc army, and the city of Pod cannot be defended. Just go! Hou Yongyi finished the arrangement in one breath, and said randomly: "Immediately notify the winery, gather people, once Bode City can't hold it, we will retreat from the north gate to the Black Forest." Given his strong trust in his master, Bikal did not hesitate and went straight to the camp in the city. He had only taken a few steps when a flash of fire shot out from outside the city, and a deafening roar came. The orc army finally chose to attack again at night.

Bikal did not dare to delay, because he knew that the message he wanted to convey was related to the lives of thousands of people.

On this night, without the slightest accident, the orc army invited the winged human warriors who lived far away on the seashore to attack from the sky and the ground at the same time. Under the strong physical fitness and vitality of the orc race, the human warriors who had just woken up from their sleep in Pod City seemed to be even more difficult to resist.

I saw that the city was full of orc warriors who had broken the city, a team of more than ten or twenty people everywhere, Terran warriors who were trying to resist, the roars of orc warriors everywhere, and bloody killing and looting everywhere. Hou Yongyi naturally did not fall behind, although the soul master has a strong soul and soul skills, but he is limited by the fragility of his body, and it is difficult to directly confront the orc warriors.

That is, Hou Yongyi, after deliberate exercise and intensive training when training Terran hard soldiers, is better than ordinary human warriors. But it's a far cry from the orc warriors.

A gray ball like substance ejected out of Hou Yongyi's hand, hitting a Tiger Clan warrior, Following the body of the Tiger Clan warrior, it instantly spread to the whole body, and under the naked eye, the muscles and body of the Tiger Clan warrior atrophied rapidly, as if all the essence blood had been absorbed, and he fell to the ground in an instant.

Wiping the dense sweat on his forehead, Hou Yongyi knew that his gray projectile could not be launched indefinitely, and he could obviously sense the gray soul power in the sky above the entire Bode City, which was a kind of hunger and thirst. But he didn't have time to absorb it, so he could only hurriedly run to the street on the other side, taking advantage of the dimness of the houses and streets to avoid the pursuit of more orc warriors.

Seeing that a half-completed city that he had pulled up, and a team of thousands of people that he had worked so hard to cultivate, was about to disappear at this moment, Hou Yongyi's heart was really as uncomfortable as overturning a five-flavor bottle. However, if this is the case, what can you do, in vain you is still a high-level soul master, you can compete alone, but under the powerful war machine, you seem powerless.

didn't have time to think about it, Hou Yongyi turned around, climbed over the wall, and in front of him was his own winery, which looked like a fire was also raging from a distance, but the winery had weapon drawings of his own design, iron ore that had not been used, and some raw materials for winemaking. Even if you can't take it with you, you can't let the orcs get it, otherwise it will be even more difficult for humans to turn over. Thinking of this, Hou Yongyi took a few steps faster.

"Roar~~ There's a human boy there, are you here to bring dinner to your wolf grandfather?" Finally dodging countless orcs, Hou Yongyi, who entered the wine shop, heard an angry roar behind him. Although I was shocked, I was not panicked, and I didn't say much, I turned around and scattered a handful of sand, and my footsteps kept running towards a room in the winery.

He knew that only burning all the relevant materials before this team of werewolf warriors caught up with him was the most important thing. Since coming to this world, Hou Yongyi firmly believes that the civilization development of the orc race is definitely much better than the half-baked level of the human race, and once he obtains these brewing and smelting technologies from his original world, the improvement of combat effectiveness is by no means as simple as one plus one equals two.

"Bastard~~Roar~~~" The werewolf warrior was startled by Hou Yongyi's sudden handful of sand, and chased after him in an instant. But Hou Yongyi rushed into the room with one foot, took out a flint stone and burned a dozen animal skins on the wooden table. The animal skin is already oily, and when it encounters Mars, it immediately crackles and burns, but the animal skin is stacked on top of each other, and it is difficult to completely burn it for a while.

At this time, the werewolf warrior had already rushed into the house, pulled out a big stick from his back, and smashed it towards Hou Yongyi's head. When it was slow, it was fast, although Hou Yongyi's physical strength as a soul master was not as good as that of an orc, his sensitivity was almost the same, and he saw the big stick rubbing the tip of his nose and smashing into the ground, raising a puff of dust.

The werewolf warrior was originally full of confidence, but he was actually dodged by this weak human kid, and he was stunned. It was at this moment that Hou Yongyi strongly suppressed himself, and actually waved his hand and sent out a gray ball of light.

"Ah~~~Roar~~~" It was just a moment, the moment he hit the werewolf warrior, Hou Yongyi's footsteps flickered, and he almost fell to the ground, and the serious loss of soul power had made it difficult for Hou Yongyi to continue.

Listening to the roars outside the house, Hou Yongyi didn't have time to think about it, escaping from the city at this moment was the only way to live. Seeing that the fire on the wooden table was getting bigger and bigger, and there were gradually signs of burning the entire wooden house, Hou Yongyi hurriedly jumped out of the window and left.

Dodging repeatedly, taking advantage of the night, Hou Yongyi didn't have time to gather the people of the winery, and could only hope that everyone Bikar could convey the information in time, and everyone could escape one more.

Quietly slipped to the back wall of the winery, there is a thatched pit shared by the workers of the winery, which is also the back hand left by Hou Yongyi when he built the winery. Originally, it was just a place to bury sake brewing, but a whim dug a passage to the barren forest outside the city, but now it is particularly important.

Hou Yongyi turned his head to look at the city he had carefully built, remembering the accumulation of bits and pieces in the past few years, and couldn't help but smile bitterly. "What the hell is the world, you have to run for your life in a few days" Although the mind was very unhappy, his body did not stop at all, and he opened a cover plate on the ground first, revealing a hole as thick as an adult's waist, turned around, and jumped in.

The majestic mountain range, which stretches for thousands of kilometres, is surrounded by the legendary Black Forest. The morning dew had just wet the leaves, but they had been evaporated by the rising sun.

At this moment, Hou Yongyi was in no mood to appreciate the pure natural freshness and scenery, because after a night trip, he hardly saw anyone in his winery, but everywhere were human beings who escaped from Bode City. Their eyes were full of fear and panic, their faces were gloomy, and they faltered.

Walking in groups of three or five towards the depths of the Black Forest, their steps vague but also unstoppable glances in the direction of Pod City were panicked, as if they needed to keep looking back to ensure that the orc warriors did not catch up, and that they had the courage to continue to flee from here.

Hou Yongyi couldn't accept such a helpless result, the attack of the orc clan was not at all as he thought before, it could be blocked or repulsed, and the human beings lacked tools, weapons, etc. ~~~ And the orc tide faced was not the number of species he wanted to plant.

Combined with what he has heard and heard in this world in the past few years, the orc race seems to have poured out, and most of the races and tribes have sent young and elite main forces. In order to put an end to a loose alliance of humanity, a barely threatening revolt, it seems that such a mobilization does not hold up logic. "Something must have happened, why are there so many orcs?" Hou Yongyi thought.

"Master, is that you?" A call made Hou Yongyi look up from his thoughts, and saw that it was his guard Bikar in front of him, and his face couldn't help but be much better. "Bikal? Why are you here? Hou Yongyi hurriedly pulled Bikal into the distance and asked.

"Master, last night, I was assigned by you to inform the barracks River Distillery, but as soon as I arrived at the Distillery, before I could say anything after entering the barracks, I heard the orcs attacking this group of dogs." Bikar's face was gloomy, and the already tattered leather armor on his body was even more hairless, and it seemed that it might fall apart at any time.