Not long after Gray left, the remaining old Gree and the four hurried back to the camp, and after Grigor had once again finished telling what had happened, their faces were also gloomy.

"Damn monkey damn orc, I'm going to find him, I'm going to tear him with my own hands"

Although he is always mocked by Old Barr on weekdays, this senior with a fiery heart also takes extra care of himself, and from time to time teaches him the knowledge needed to survive in the gravel wasteland.

"Damn it, shut it up"

The roar like thunder frightened the angry Phil, and his eyes looked directly at the gray-haired old Gree, it was the first time he had seen this kind and ordinary old man speak in such a tone.

"Damn the regimental commander is too impulsive! Why don't you stop him!"

After the surroundings were completely silent, old Gree scolded himself angrily, and then blamed Grigor for it, he was over half a hundred years old, and he knew better than anyone how terrifying the night of this gravel wasteland was, even if the regiment commander was a powerful middle-level warrior, but if he encountered something alone in the wasteland

Old Gree didn't dare to think about it anymore, they had already lost an old buddy, if they were losing the regiment leader, the hound mercenary group might really be scattered.

Grigor looked at Old Gree and didn't dare to speak, the situation at that time, he was afraid that if he said one more word, the angry regiment leader would inflict his anger on him first.

"Damn Hunter, Carter, you two come with me to get them back, as for your little Phil, keep me honest here"

Looking at the night frowning, Old Gree finally made a decision, Little Phil wanted to refute, but when faced with Old Gree's eyes that were completely different from his previous dim gaze, the words that came to his mouth were swallowed back unconsciously and nodded slightly.

The night was dark, and I rode wildly.

Attracted by Alec's roar, Ollie anxiously urged the bantam under his crotch, as an old mercenary, he could easily tell from the smell of blood in the wind whether the blood was from humans or orcs.

A vague black shadow lay on the horizon not far away, and Ollie looked at it, vaguely discerning the owner of the corpse from its size.

"Damn Alec"

With a look of disbelief in his eyes, Ollie roared, unable to resist the slow speed of the bantam, dismounted, and galloped all the way to the corpse.

As he got closer, Ollie saw Alec's appearance clearly, the flesh and blood of the body smashed by the boulder were blurred, and he could only vaguely distinguish the shape of a human being.

"Damn it, damn alec alec, get it up for me, alec"

His eyes suddenly turned red, and Ollie stared straight at the corpse, running towards Alec on the ground with chaotic steps.

"Poof"

Suddenly, there was a soft sound, focusing on Alec's miserable corpse, and Ollie, who rushed forward, only felt that his feet were empty, and his sturdy body involuntarily fell downward.

The "damn monkey" reacted to what had happened, and scolded in astonishment, no human would believe that the stupid and savage orcs who believed in the god of war and enjoyed the battle would set a trap next to the corpse of their human companion, which was simply a hilarious joke.

Ollie, who was distracted by grief, obviously didn't think of this even more.

But with the quality of an old mercenary, Ollie woke up from the grief of his partner's tragic death for the first time, and there was a two-meter-long steel spear in his hand, which was supported on both sides of the pit.

The pit wasn't very deep, but Ollie's limbs hung from the spear, and a few strands of cold sweat ran across his forehead, and the two broken swords that stood straight under him flickered with a dark smoothness, and even he could feel the cold touch of the blade.

On Alec's side, the boulder that had taken his life suddenly flew up again, hiding his thin body behind the boulder, and the moment Ollie stepped into the trap, he once again performed the same trick, lifting the boulder and smashing it into the hole.

The bar-shaped boulder fell straight down, and Ollie, who was terrified in the pit, only heard a whistling sound, a vague black shadow flashed in front of him, and then there was a crisp click in his chest, and his body was immediately knocked down the hole, and two broken sword bodies passed through his body.

The "despicable monkey" gushed a stream of black blood filled with shattered internal organs, and Ollie finally muttered a few words, and his head tilted and he couldn't die anymore.

"Despicable?" Ollie's last words of unwillingness to die made Xia Zuo sneer immediately, knowing that he was invincible and still had a hard time with him, he was a fool, "Regardless of his black cat and white cat, he who can catch mice is a good cat"

It's just that Ollie, who has already died of anger, obviously didn't have a chance to listen to his remarks, but this scene, if it is seen, I am afraid that my jaw will fall to the ground in surprise, how can an orc who believes in the god of war of Kampas say such a cheeky remark after killing the enemy by despicable means.

Putting the cloak back on his body, Xia Zuo happily gathered the booty, the torn and pierced cloak, the shriveled wallet containing a few silver coins, the half-filled water bag, a few barley cakes, and finally the steel spear that made Xia Zuo so happy that he was not hit by the boulder.

This thing, which is full of sixty or seventy pounds, is now as light as nothing in Xia Zuo's hands, and it is waved a few times decently, and the huge force makes the spear swinging in the air bend into an arc, making a whirring and sharp sound of breaking through the air, although it is not very handy, but it is better than the dagger used as a stone.

Walking to the bantam horse, Xia Zuo slapped the horse's ass with a spear, and the meek waiting bantam, who would have thought of such an unwarranted disaster, immediately screamed and ran away like crazy.

It wasn't until the sound of the bantam's hurried hooves faded away that Xia Zuo laughed secretly, and Fazu galloped in different directions, and it didn't take long for him to turn back again, and after galloping wildly in the other direction, back and forth a dozen times, it was gone.

His idea was simple, since he couldn't erase the footprints to prevent them from being tracked, he simply left footprints everywhere for them to follow.

About an hour after Xia Zuo left, several hurried figures followed the footsteps of the bantam and hurried towards the corpse in the darkness.

"Captain, look"

Carter, who was almost as thick as the Munk orcs, pointed to the two corpses in the darkness in the distance and whispered.

There was also a hint from him, Gray had already rushed to the side of the corpse first, and his sturdy body immediately stood motionless as if he had been struck by lightning.

"Commander, who is it?" the three old Gree also hurried up, and asked impatiently before they walked to the side.

"It's Ollie and Alec!!" Although the tone was calm, the two rows of crunching steel teeth and the clenched white fists undoubtedly revealed that this sturdy body contained magma that was about to erupt.

"Damn it, that damn monkey did it?" Old Gree walked to the side, and was immediately shocked by the two bloody corpses, and his mouth involuntarily screamed.

No one would have thought that the emaciated little monkey that he picked up would bring such a big disaster to the mercenary group.

"Burn it" couldn't bear to look at it anymore, Gray held back the tears in his eyes, turned his head fiercely, and the tragic death of two old fellows was not only a huge loss for the mercenary group, but also two brothers who depended on each other in life and death.

There was no way they could bring the corpses back, and the best way to keep the beasts that roamed the Rubble Wasteland from ravaging their heroic corpses was to burn them and scatter their ashes on the land for which they had been fighting.

The roaring flames and crackling sound were tinged with a scorched stench.

"Old Gree, go find that little monkey!" the blazing flames shone on Gray's gloomy face.

"Regiment Leader" Old Gree hesitated slightly, did not do what Gray wanted, and hesitated for a moment before speaking.

"Go find him!" Gray interrupted Old Gree again in a deep voice, he knew what he was going to say, the highest creed of a mercenary is always to save his life and reduce his losses.

In the current situation, the wisest decision is to turn back, escort the twelve Munk orcs back, get a lot of gold coins, sleep with a few women, and forget all about the events here, but he, Gray, will never allow his buddy to die here in such an unknown way.

"Yes, Captain!" said Old Gree, who sighed slightly, and then turned to survey the surrounding wasteland.

Old people are always the most precious, and this will never change no matter what industry or world it is.

The experienced old Gree, who only walked around a few times, walked back with a calm face: "The tracks on the ground are very messy, and the little monkey is very clever, and seems to want to confuse the traces to cover the tracks of the horses." ”

"In what direction?" Gray asked in a deep voice, the deaths of several old fellows, as well as the simple traps on the ground, clearly told them that this little monkey was completely different from the orcs they had dealt with before, and perhaps this was the real difference between high-level orcs and low-level orcs.

"The two horses, one east and one west, are fundamentally different directions, and the footprints on the ground are also very messy, and there are all directions!" Old Gree casually completely said the direction of the two war horses, as well as Xia Zuo's arrangement for half a day.

"To the east is the direction of the empire, where to go the little monkey is looking for death, to the west, the little monkey wants to ride back to Campas"

Gray made an analysis for the first time, a high-level orc who escaped, naturally wanted to find a way to return to his own land, but although his analysis was not wrong, how could they not know what direction the Campas Empire was in until Xia Zuo, and even the direction of the horses was left to them to choose.

Although Gray and the others have elevated Xia Zuo to a certain level, they obviously still underestimate the wisdom of this orc who only has a human soul.

Chasing them towards the Western Campas Empire, they obviously didn't expect that Xia Zuo was walking farther and farther away from them at this time.

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