The orc soldiers, who struggled to sit up, rubbed their heads and looked around with blank expressions, and suddenly saw Rog, Antonio, and a large group of orc rebels surrounding him in the center, all looking down at him. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The orc soldier looked at the people around him tremblingly, and was not sure what to do, when he saw Rog crouch down in front of him and pointed to his face and said, "Hey, do you still recognize me?"

The half-orc soldier blinked, looked him up and down, nodded silently, Rogge smiled with satisfaction, patted his thick shoulder with his hand and said, "It's not bad, I remember who I am after being beaten, and I'm worried about whether I will break your head." ”

He took a puff on his cigar, simply sat down cross-legged in front of the orc soldiers, looked at him face to face and said in a chatty tone, "Hey, man, what tribe are you from?"

The orc soldier looked at him cautiously, a little hesitant to answer truthfully, but when he saw a pair of tiger and wolf eyes with fierce light around him, he hurriedly replied: "I am from the Tallinn tribe, and the base camp of our patriarch Tara is stationed in the northern part of this valley, and you can see it from the valley over there!"

He pointed in the direction of the dragon head of the Dragon Valley, but suddenly found that the surrounding human walls blocked his view, and he couldn't help scratching his head a little weakly, and pointed in another direction and said, "Maybe it's ...... Over there......"

"You were so clean, man. Rog smiled and shrugged his shoulders at him and said, "Although it may seem a little unreliable, at least you are very cooperative, tell me, what else do you know about Battis, the captain of the Barak tribe?"

"Batis......" The orc soldier touched the back of his head and tilted his head for a while, and said, "I seem to have heard them say that a man named Batis came to our tribe to persuade a captain he knew to rebel, but he was betrayed and arrested, and now it seems that he is still locked up in the patriarch's camp. ”

"Ah, that's good news, they haven't killed him yet. Rogge looked up at Antonio with some glee.

"No, I've even brought him food!" the orc soldier hurriedly added, "I had just finished my meal when several commanders walked in, and they kicked me out, and as I closed the door, I heard them inside asking Batis, asking him where the other tribal troops he had lobbied for rebellion were hiding. ”

Hearing this, Rogge and Antonio couldn't help but exchange glances in surprise, which showed that Batis had accumulated a sizable team, and they were now lurking somewhere, waiting to meet Batis.

"We need to find Batis immediately and get him out so we can find the new force he is contacting us. Rog looked up and said to Antonio, the knight commander bowed slightly in agreement, and loudly ordered the whole army to prepare for departure.

Rog pulled the orc soldier up from the ground and said to him satisfied, "Thank you for your cooperation, man, you might as well join us if you want, it just so happens that we lack a guide......"

Before he could finish his words, a soldier suddenly came to him with a half-orc pretending to be a messenger of the Barak tribe, and said loudly: "Mr. Rogge, when the battle started just now, this guy wanted to escape in chaos, and I caught him, what do you think to do with him?"

"Ah, what should I do if I just finished saying that we don't have a guide, and the guide is back?" Rogge shrugged his shoulders with an ambivalent expression, hooked his finger at the kneeling messenger to make him stand up, and with a wave of his right hand he swiped his throat, his fingertips slithering out and retracting claws to slit his throat.

"Solved, now we are short of guides again. Seeing the orc messenger lying on his back in a pool of blood, Rog smiled casually and turned to the orc soldier beside him and said, "Then, the task of the guide is left to you, and after you take us to our destination, you are free to choose to leave or stay, we welcome your decision." ”

"I'm willing to stay!" The orc soldier nodded without hesitation: "I don't like the people in the army before, they always think I'm stupid and exclude me everywhere, I'm willing to do it with you!"

"Ah, I'm sure this will be your smartest decision, and whoever dares to call you stupid in the future will tell him what I said, people who mess with lone wolves are smart people!" Rog put his arm around his shoulder and patted him hard, the orc soldier nodded with a smile, and Rog handed him over to the orc soldier who had captured the messenger and asked him to take the guide home.

"Stupid wolf, why did you keep this stupid guy?" After the half-orc soldiers left, the little furball rolled his eyes at Rogge with a look of disgust and said, "He also said that he made a smart decision, he is obviously a big fool, and he will recruit everything in his stomach when he asks!"

"If our enemies were like him, how much effort we could save!" Rog said with an admiring look at the departing orc soldier and a puff of his cigar.

"Will he sell us later?" asked the little furball, staring at Rogge uneasily.

"Then it depends on whether you put your little tail in his hand or not. Rogge smiled meaningfully and walked in the direction of Antonio with a cigar in his mouth.

After the army was fully equipped, the two set out from the hinterland of the Descending Dragon Valley under the guidance of the Tallinn orc guides, crossed the Longtou Valley to the wasteland north of the Descending Dragon Valley, passed through a barren rocky hill, and saw the Tallinn tribal chief's camp located not far below the hill at the top of the hill.

"There are six or seven more barracks around here," the Tallinn orc guide pointed in several directions around the Tallinn chief's camp, and said to Rog and Antonio, "They are not far from the patriarch's camp, and if you attack the patriarch's camp, they will definitely come to their aid immediately." ”

"It doesn't sound like a good idea to attack directly. Rogge looked in the direction of the patriarch's camp and said to Antonio beside him, "Captain, you don't mind taking the troops to lurk nearby for a while, let me go and investigate the situation first, right?"

"If we find Battis, take him out first, and we can avoid a large-scale battle with the enemy. Antonio told Rog a word, then turned back to give the orc herald order, and the troops lurked for help.

Rog let the little furball shrink himself and flew with him to the sky above the Tallinn tribal chief's camp, where he saw many orc officers walking towards the patriarch's tent, many of them still wounded, apparently withdrawn from the war.

Rog didn't alarm them, let the little furball search around the camp, and finally found a wooden cage in a corner of the camp, he let the little furball land on the top of the cage, and saw a half-orc in civilian clothes sitting in the cage, bowing his head and sighing.

"Hey, I guess you're Batis. Rogge stood on top of the little furball and shouted to the man in the cage, and the orc in the cage jerked his head up and looked around, but after looking for a long time, he saw only a small black bird.

"Is even a bird going to tease me?" the caged orc punched the cage's rough and hard railing in annoyance, and the cage shook violently, but the small furball on the cage was not scared away as he thought, but squeezed in through the gap in the cage and landed in front of him.

"Hey, Captain Batiswan, do you still know me?" The red light flashed, and Rogge suddenly appeared in front of Batis, and the captain of the Barak tribe looked at him with wide eyes in surprise, and suddenly exclaimed, "Lone wolf!"

"Shhhh

"I've been betrayed!" Batis looked around cautiously, and when he saw that no one around him, he couldn't help but clench his fists and gritted his teeth and bowed his head to Rogge: "Talk, a 10,000-strong captain of the Tallinn tribe, I have always been friends with him, originally I came here to persuade him to join the army to join the Sul Chief, but that bastard actually denounced me because he was afraid!"

"It seems that it is a tradition for the Tallinn tribe to betray their own people!" Rog shrugged his shoulders and sat down on the back of the little furball, laughing.

"What do you mean?" Batis looked at him suspiciously, and Rog waved his hand at him and said, "It's nothing, do you have any other partners besides that?"

"I'm here alone, but I've gathered thirty thousand horses, all of whom are dissatisfied with Grote, and they're all hiding near the troll territory now, just waiting for me to bring the people of the Tallinn tribe to find them, who would have thought that I would be locked up here!" said Batis with a frustrated wave of his fist.

"Ah, don't worry, Captain, you see the key to unlocking the lock when you see me. Rogge smiled unhurriedly and said, "Come on, we'll take you out of here......"

Before he could finish his sentence, there was a sudden shouting of the whole day outside the patriarch's camp, and Rogge, Lilith, and Batiss were all surprised to follow the sound and hear the deafening sound of battle coming from the south.

"It seems that Captain Antonio has not been lurking for long. Rog told Lilith to turn herself back into her original form and slashed the shackles on Batis's hands and feet with her winged blades, and the little furball turned them small and flew them out of the cage on their backs.

Standing on the back of the little furball, Rogge and Batis saw a large number of Tallinn orc soldiers rushing towards the rocky hill outside the Descending Dragon Valley, while the orc coalition led by Antonio on the hill was engaged with a group of orc soldiers flying the flag of the Tallinn tribe.

"Let's go down and help the captain!" Rogge shouted to the little furball.

Before Rogge's words fell, a javelin shot from the ballista suddenly flew from the side towards Antonio, who was commanding the troops to fight, and the tip of the spear collided with the divine shield around the knight commander, and the huge impact instantly shattered the shield.

Antonio looked back in shock, and a flying arrow followed closely behind the spear, hitting the lower abdomen of the knight commander, Antonio snorted, and fell to his knees covering the bleeding wound.