The hiccup ended, and the rafting trip came to a halt ten miles from the enemy camp.

There's often a fine line between daring and dying, and Hudson didn't want to get out within range of the enemy's crystal cannon.

The ships are all high-ranking members of the kingdom's military, and if they really take a few shots and take a few away, Hudson will not be able to hold back.

Looking at the dense tents along the coast, Hudson felt sorry for the orcs for not letting go of the fire.

However, judging from the reactions of the generals, it seems that no one has noticed the problem, and it seems that camping like this is the norm.

In terms of use, there are indeed many advantages to camping like this. There is no high tide at Xueyue Lake, so it is very convenient to stay directly at the lake to get water.

If you are really surrounded by people, you can still have a wave of backwater fighting.

The only problem is that the tent density is a little bit higher, but this is also something that cannot be helped. There are so many orc armies, it's hard not to squeeze them!

The hierarchy of the Orc Empire is very high, and it is manifested here. The more powerful the race, the better the camping position it occupies.

It's just that this kind of good location, in Hudson's eyes, is an excellent place for fire attack.

The tent is connected to the tent, and the gap between the tents is very small, and once it is lit, there is no place to run.

It seems that it is easy to get water to extinguish the fire near the lake, but the problem is that there are water armies in this world. If someone is causing trouble while the fire is being extinguished, it is not so easy to do.

However, the transcendent world has more means of extinguishing fires, and if you want to do everything, you must also contain the enemy's masters.

Fortunately, the number of orc mages is small, and even fewer are proficient in water. As long as the camp tent is lit on a dark and windy night, there is no worry about no success.

"Marshal, the enemy's defenses are very tight, and we should have expected our attack from the lake.

You see, there are still orc soldiers digging pits, waiting for us to be fooled! ”

Earl Forbes' voice pulled Hudson back from the "Beast Extermination Plan".

Looking in the direction of his finger, a group of orc soldiers were busy working on what seemed to be digging a pit or something.

Hudson despised this meaningless work.

Digging a pit by the lake, is this bullying the lake water not penetrating?

Maybe today it is a pit, tomorrow it will become a well.

However, it is not clear that the enemy is digging wells.

After all, there are so many people and horses and livestock in the army, even if the stomach of the orcs has a strong ability to resist viruses, drinking water in the lake for a long time is a problem.

If it weren't for the fact that Snow Moon Lake was large enough to be poisoned, Hudson would have wanted to use the water to spread the plague.

Of course, this can only be imagined. The plague is a double-edged sword, and unless he is at a disadvantage and wants to turn the tables, Hudson will not make such a bad move.

Suddenly, Hudson noticed that something was wrong. The planned use of the city wall to consume the enemy, how can the brain come up with an active attack strategy?

"Let them dig slowly!

We've finished clearing the wilderness, and the orcs now have nowhere to grab. With so many centaurs gathered here, the daily consumption is not a small number.

Spend so much first, and when there is a problem with the enemy's logistics, they will naturally make a stupid move! ”

Hudson said with a blank face.

The true thoughts in my heart are still not said after all. Politics is too dark, and no one dares to guarantee that these guys will do a traitorous deed for the sake of profit.

In particular, the five dukes of the Northland were regarded by Hudson as unstable from the beginning.

Of course, directly colluding with the orcs, these guys still don't dare.

The enmity between the nobles of the Northland and the orcs is as deep as the sea, and if you really run to cooperate with the orcs, the first thing you have to face is the defection of your subordinates.

In recent years, the attractiveness of several of them to talent has dropped significantly, and the knights who originally defected to them would have changed owners long ago if it weren't for their personal reputation.

Once the betrayal of the Terrans happened, it just gave the family an excuse to break away from the broken ship in the Northlands.

……

The appearance of the pleasure boat quickly attracted the attention of the orcs, and a group of eagle soldiers rose into the air to check, and then there was a sound of falling water.

The orc generals on the angry shore gritted their teeth. The strong are a minority after all, and many tribes on the prairie do not have eighth-order powerhouses who can fly.

When this kind of thing happens, they, a bunch of landlubbers, in addition to looking at the lake and sighing, they can only choose to report the news.

The boat didn't stop where it was, but circled along the lake, and all the sight was the orc tent.

The tranquility of Xueyue Lake was finally broken. If you want to restore the clear water and blue sky of the past, I don't know when it will take.

Hudson, who was a little sad and finished beating and scouting the target, decisively ordered the return voyage.

It's just that the people who accompanied him were not at peace in their hearts. Everyone knows the troops, and from the density and length of the enemy's tents, you can guess the approximate strength of the orcs stationed near the lake.

Add to that the number of enemy troops detected on the battlefields, and everyone knows the seriousness of the problem.

At this moment, the orc empire is no longer just an ordinary military invasion, but has poured out.

It's obvious that it's not just about depleting the population and surviving the current famine.

The enemy is desperate, and it is not good news for everyone present. Some of the older governors have awakened the fear of orcs in their hearts.

If it weren't for Hudson's presence here, which instilled confidence in everyone, I'm afraid most of the people present would not have been able to sleep at night.

"Marshal, the enemy has invested too many troops this time, I'm afraid he wants to avenge the defeat last time!"

Count Doug said with a frightened expression.

As one of the seven governors of Northern Xinjiang, his territory is close to the Near East, and if there is a problem on the Near Eastern front, Northern Xinjiang will not be able to avoid the baptism of war.

"Haha......"

"Your Excellency, wars are never won by numbers. No matter how many troops the Orc Empire has, it is mostly composed of soldiers of the cannon fodder race.

Races with strong combat effectiveness are limited by the number of clansmen, and the number of armies is very limited.

Judging from all factors, in fact, our human race is blessed with a near-perfect balance of quality and quantity.

Just look at the development of civilization!

The history of the Aslant continent lasted for at least 100,000 years, but the development and progress of civilization was only after our human race became the overlord of the continent, and there was a breakthrough.

The orc empire has been in existence for a long time, but after tens of thousands of years of development, they are still stuck in the barbaric tribal era.

Even if we have our development template copied by them, they will be stuck for thousands of years by crossing from nomadic civilization to agricultural civilization.

……”

Hudson replied with a smile.

Cultivating a sense of racial pride is still very much needed. Purely compared to talent, the Terrans are definitely not able to catch up with the aliens, but the Terrans also have their own advantages - balance.

It's just that this point is often ignored by everyone. People only see the glamorous side of others and ignore the flaws of the other person.

Of course, Hudson's words are also Spring and Autumn brushwork, erasing the black history in the development of the human race.

In the history books on the continent, it is only recorded that the ancestors of the human race fought hard to resist the tyranny of the orc empire, thus seizing the hegemony of the continent.

Obviously, this is a deliberate attempt to forget that the Orc Empire was at its peak, and the Terrans were once one of the countless races of the Orc Empire.

Not only the human race, but also the existing foreign forces on the continent, except for the elven race, the others have all joined the orc empire.

Essentially, the Orc Empire is a grand alliance of races. It's just that this alliance didn't work well, and the internal division fell apart because of interests.

It was precisely by living on this behemoth that the Terrans were able to continuously accumulate strength when the Orc Empire dominated the continent, creating opportunities for subsequent seizures of power.

In the history books of the alien races, it is clearly recorded that the human race and several major alien races rebelled from the orc empire and set up another portal.

In a sense, the continental hegemony of the human race is also a continuation of the hegemony of the orc empire. It's just that the race has been united and turned into a monopoly.

Identity determines the position, and Hudson naturally knows which side of his ass to sit. Praise that should be praised, omit what should be omitted.

If it weren't for the wise decisions of the ancestors, where would there be a happy life for the lord of Taha. If he was born in a sad tribe in the Orc Empire, he might not have time to cry.

"The struggle of the small clan", that is a thing of the past. The situation on the mainland has reached the stage where it will be divided for a long time, and only a few big clans are left who are qualified to participate in the game.

Perhaps one day, the orcs will be weakened to the point of being completely threatened, and Hudson may be able to play this hidden card to make political inducements.

Back at headquarters, Hudson dismissed the men and returned to the troops, without giving any additional military orders, as if nothing had happened.

In response to all changes, the situation in the Near East suddenly stalemated. The defenders' feelings were not yet obvious, and as the besieging side, the orcs had suffered a lot.

Faced with the experienced defenders of the Alpha Kingdom, they could only take their lives to fill the city walls, and they could not see the results at all before the city was broken.

No matter how simple-minded the orcs are, their own tribe will suffer heavy casualties, and they will be afraid of war.

This is a vicious circle, and the longer the war of attrition continues, the lower morale becomes.

For the sake of the safety of the camp, Daniel was forced to send all the priests in the army to take turns on duty, in case of another psychedelic attack by the enemy.

Unfortunately, it backfired, and the siege lasted for more than a month, and the enemy did not come to do anything, which caused the sacrifices to complain.

Smart people can see that this is Hudson's "tired strategy". But they didn't have a choice yet, so they could only grit their teeth and hold on.

There has been no progress on the front line, and Daniel is under too much pressure as a manager. At this moment, all the emperors and kings have arrived at the front line, nominally to inspect, but in fact to supervise the battle.

In previous wars, the Orc Empire has never been blocked by the enemy. Even if the invasion fails in the later stages, a lot of loot can be looted in front.

As long as you grasp the "degree" of it, you will make money for every invasion. This is the first time they have encountered a war like this, in which there is almost no gain.

……

"Marshal Daniel, the war has been going on for more than two months, and nearly 400,000 casualties have been paid, and the front has not advanced for a long time, this efficiency is inevitably too low, right?"

The Lion Emperor asked with a furrowed brow.

Heavy casualties are one thing, but logistical pressure is a big problem.

Although there is an idea of starting a war to reduce the number of dingkou to survive the winter, you can't die in vain!

The people who died in the siege were all cannon fodder races, and everyone had no opinion, but the enemy in front planned that counterattack, and all races had losses.

The worst situation was still the Southern Route Army. After the last rout, he retreated to the east of the Cursed Lands in one fell swoop, and he didn't even have the courage to attack again.

Of course, as a unit responsible for feints, the target is still the lair of the Great Demon King, and it is not surprising that they are fighting like this.

"Your Majesty the Lion Emperor, the current battle line is too narrow, and the enemy has enough forces to defend.

The defense line of the Alpha Kingdom, you know. It is never possible to break through a city by tearing through a wall.

In the case of this not well-known fortress in front of us, we have breached five walls in succession, but the enemy is still in front of us.

Judging from the current situation, we will have to wait until the ice and snow melt at the beginning of next spring, and we will outflank us from the north.

The enemy's defenses in the north are much lower than those of the frontal line. Of course, the road traffic in the north is much worse.

I personally went there to investigate, and when the snow melted, it didn't take much time to temporarily open a road for everyone to pass! ”

Daniel said expressionlessly.

The plan was given, but everyone had no choice anyway. This invasion of the Alpha Kingdom, in addition to diverting internal contradictions, is also creating opportunities for the grassland to recuperate.

The outside world only thinks that orcs are belligerent, but in fact, many wars, they are also forced to do so.

The drought and lack of rain have caused great damage to the ecology of the grassland. If the tribes are allowed to scatter all over the place, the grassroots can be cut down.

It's easy to destroy, but it's hard to restore. Even in the transcendent world, once the grassland is desertified, it will have to pay a lot of price if you want to restore it.

The savannah is the best habitat for orcs, and the lands further east are mountains, hills, and plateaus, and it is obviously embarrassing for orcs to expect a nomadic civilization to develop in the past.

In the past years, the orc court has organized manpower many times to deal with the problem of desertification in the grassland.

After many attempts, it was finally concluded that the population should be controlled and the grassland would have enough time to recover.

Under this guiding ideology, all orc invasions were the recovery period of the savannah.

In order to support the war, the pasture near the Alpha Kingdom was used as a backup base in wartime, and few tribes usually came to graze their cattle.

This is also one of the reasons why many times, the Orc Empire still wants to let the war continue knowing that there is no chance of victory.

"I have no objection to opening up a new battlefield after the beginning of spring, but Hudson is the most vicious in his use of soldiers, and the slightest carelessness will fall for his tricks.

There are too many lessons from the past, and the marshal should be cautious! ”

The elephant king on the side insinuated.

It is clear that this is an expression of dissatisfaction with the heavy losses suffered by the Elephant Army in the previous attack. It's a pity that he can't do anything now except complain.

Change of coach, it's impossible!

In recent years, the orc empire has also withered. In the past, the gang of bullish generals suffered accidents at the hands of Hudson one after another.

With his teammates in the background, Marshal Daniel stands out from the crowd. Although it is not possible to fight Hudson, in the previous civil war, people were invincible.

……

The snow moon lake at night is quiet and terrible, and the sparse moonlight is sprinkled on the lake, and the ships can be vaguely seen advancing.

The extended version of the magic crystal cannon is reflected in the lake water, which looks particularly terrifying in the moonlit night.

As the head coach, Hudson looked out at the brightly lit orc camp in the distance from the flagship. The magicians who accompanied him were ready to try their hand at the moment.

Frankly, when it comes to arson, Maxim is still professional. It's just that to do this kind of work, you have to cover it up.

The Sanctuary does not intervene in the unspoken rule of war, and Hudson does not want to break it. Once all parties let go of their scruples, it is the ordinary people who will be hurt the most.

Closer, closer!

"There's someone on the lake!"

I don't know who shouted, which instantly attracted the attention of the officer on duty, and immediately blew the horn.

It's just that it's too late to warn at this moment. With Hudson's order, the ship's cannons immediately fired in unison, and the fire magician, who had been prepared for a long time, immediately started his own performance.

The wind mage on the side was the best support, and as soon as the fire was ignited, the wind immediately helped to carry the spark from one tent to another.

As a professional fire-playing expert, Maxim also blended in with the arsonist team, and if someone else lit one tent, he could set fire to a hundred tents.

It's all the charm of gold coins, and this operation he charges according to the number of tents burned, and he can't do it if he doesn't work hard.

If you look closely, you can see that there is a fire on one side, and a photo stone on the other paw to record.

The fire fuels the wind, and soon the sparks begin to burn. The orc tents that were connected together turned into a sea of fire in an instant.

"Fight the fire!"

"Hurry up and put out the fire!"

……

No matter how much the orc generals shouted, they could not hinder the transmission of fire. Even if a strong person comes out to stop the spread of the fire, there will soon be a new ignition point.

"Boom ......"

An old orc had just opened a burning tent, and before he could breathe a sigh of relief, he attracted the blow of the magic crystal cannon.

There is no way, the fire is spreading everywhere else in the night, and it is shrinking back here, and it is too dazzling on the battlefield.

As the price of being in the limelight, he was caught off guard and was blown up half of his body, and he wanted to say something in his mouth, but his body swallowed his breath first.

(End of chapter)