"Coo-coo!" There were four regular cries of vives in front of me, and a small tree on the hill swayed from side to side without wind. Shirakawa and Roger were both shocked and poked their heads out of the net bed hanging from the tree to see what was going on.

A soldier hurriedly ran over: "Sir Bai, Sir Luo, the lookout post on the mountain has reported that a fat sheep has arrived! What a large group of half-orcs, and a few wagons, it seems that they are loaded with grain and grass." ”

Bai Chuan instructed: "Tell the outpost to see the number clearly, how many people there are." Also, do they have weapons, do they have flags, do they have troops? ”

"Yes!!" the soldier commanded.

Roger smiled: "It hasn't opened today, who knew that there were so many at once!"

Bai Chuan glared at him: "Don't be too happy. It's useless to come more, the key is to see if you can eat it!"

"Ahem! How can we not eat! We have thousands of people, and they are all ambushed, and zhan has a geographical advantage. ”

"Hmph, if it's the jīng Rui team of the Far Eastern United Army, such as the Yunsheng Dragonman team and the Minsk team, it will be too late for you to cry at that time!"

Both of them were silent. The cool wind blows quietly from the top of the dense forest, and the summer sun casts spots of light on the ground through the treetops. The afternoon of Xia rì is the most sleepy time. On the Far Eastern Highway not far from the forest, groups of soldiers of the Xiuzi Battalion were leaning against the trees and dozing off, sleeping one by one, because the weather was hot, they were not wearing armor and put their weapons aside.

After a while, the herald ran back again: "Report to your lordship! There are five or six hundred people on the other side, and they don't carry flags, but they have weapons. The queue is neat and orderly. ”

The two flag chiefs glanced at each other, and both saw the hesitation in each other's eyes. It's really right, it's the regular army of the rebels in the Far East. This bone is not easy to gnaw.

Shirakawa whispered, "What should I do?" she hesitated. Compared with the lone passers-by who robbed before, the regular army was much stronger in terms of strength and will to resist. Although they are not numerous, once they clash head-on, whether they win or lose, their own side will have to pay a huge price. She really didn't want to hurt the lives of her subordinates - it was fine to say something meaningful, but if she died for the sake of robbery, it would be worthless.

Roger gritted his teeth: "We haven't opened today! we haven't even caught a fat sheep, and tonight's dinner hasn't landed yet!"

Shirakawa was speechless. Roger was also telling the truth, it was already afternoon, and there was no business at all today, so if it went on like this. More than 8,000 people in the entire Xiuzi camp are really going to eat the northwest wind tonight.

She nodded: "Then let's try! Salute first and then soldiers, it's best not to do anything, and ask them to let a few carts of grain and grass come over." ”

Roger walked over and kicked the soldiers' butts one by one: "Get up, get up, get to work!" The soldiers got up with their worried eyes, quickly put on their armor and picked up the weapons around them, and quickly entered their ambush posts. They plucked a lot of verdant branches and leaves and put them on their bodies, especially on top of their weapons, to prevent the reflection of the metal of their swords from being noticed by the enemy. The archers hid in a ditch by the side of the road, which was overgrown with weeds and could not be seen as soon as one entered.

Seeing that everyone had already entered the position, Shirakawa looked back, and the news tree on the mountain shook rapidly twice, indicating that the goal was coming. Roger whistled softly: "Whew!"

In an instant, the whispers of the soldiers were all heard, and there was silence. In the forest, only the wind could be heard blowing through the treetops, and the trees made a rhythmic "whoosh" sound.

The target had already appeared on the road outside the forest, and they could already be seen clearly in the distance. Walking in front were a dozen scouts, they were about two hundred meters away from the group, jǐng tixìng was quite tall, looking a little dodgy, looking at the road ahead as they walked, but they didn't pay much attention to the woods on either side. This puzzled Shirakawa: the war was over, and the Zichuan family no longer ruled the Far East. The rebels in the Far East can walk in the open, so why be so sneaky?

This was followed by a large force, with more than five hundred orc soldiers marching in four columns. The soldiers were surrounded by animal skins, tall in stature, carrying on their shoulders the traditional weapons that half-orcs were accustomed to use: heavy maces and javelins, the queue was silent, only the sound of neat "click" footsteps, the soldier's temperament was calm and cold, and the steps were neat, although the number was small, but the whole procession exuded a kind of gloom and solemnity. It can be seen. They are not the kind of hastily formed militia group, but a war-tested jīng sharp army. She tried to find their flags to identify which unit they belonged to, but she couldn't find them.

She noticed that there were several wagons of grain and grass in their ranks, and the soldiers were guarding the wagons in the middle. This did not correspond to the marching sequence of the rebels in the Far East, who generally put the grain and grass baggage in the rear and followed behind the large army. And this time, they seemed to attach great importance to these carts of grain and grass, and used the main force to protect them heavily, especially the last car, in addition to the protection of the outer layer, the inner layer was also surrounded by dozens of fierce soldiers, densely surrounding the car, and it was obvious that it was specially guarding this car-Shirakawa thought to himself, this is completely unreasonable! No matter how valuable the grain and grass cart is, it will not be so precious, right?

She originally wanted to salute first and then ask the other party for a few carts of grain and grass, but now it seems that the other party attaches great importance to these carts of grain and grass, and it is probably impossible to compromise. Then, there is only one way to do it? Bai Chuan's heart sank straight down: although the other party said that the number of people was smaller, it was very sharp and strong, and I am afraid that it was not something that a loose and miscellaneous army like the Xiuzi Battalion could eat.

She leaned over to Roger lightly and whispered to him: "It's better to cancel this operation, the other party is not easy to mess with, it's too risky." ”

Roger nodded yes, he was brave, but not stupid. For a battle-hardened veteran like them, you can see at a glance what the strength of the opponent is. He also whispered: "Then we will inform the front not to put the barricade ......"

"Gu Li's Tree?" The orc scout who was walking in front shouted, turned around suddenly, and with a flick of his hand, a javelin was already lightning towards the grass where Roger and Shirakawa were hiding. Shirakawa secretly complained, she actually forgot that the ears and hearings of half-orcs are notoriously sensitive, and Roger is notoriously loud. Now, I can't do it without thinking about it.

Fortunately, Roger's reaction was also fast, and he suddenly drew his knife, only to hear a crisp metal collision sound of "ding", and a few sparks splashed from the collision of knives and guns. The Javelin's momentum was missed. Insert diagonally into the soft soil.

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Seeing that all sides were densely packed with enemies, he had fallen into an ambush, and there was a disturbing movement in the ranks of the orcs. Bai Chuan nodded with satisfaction: The soldiers of the Xiuzi Battalion who came out this time were all Roger's subordinates, and there were less than three thousand people, but the effect of such a sudden appearance gave the other party a great shock. The soldiers hidden in the woods and grass loomed, giving the other party the illusion that the wind was loud and the grass and trees were all soldiers, as if there were tens of thousands of troops hiding in the forest, and the other party was in the open and himself in the dark, which added a lot of pressure to the other party's psychology.

The orc side was at a disadvantage and did not dare to make a move, while the Xiuzi battalion side was in a stalemate because the commander was unwilling to attack. Roger made a gesture, and one of the prearranged human archers stepped forward quickly, hiding behind his shield and shouting in the language of the orcs: "Listen, leave all the grain and grass, and pay the protection fee of 10,000 silver coins, and we will let you go." ”

The orc array was silent, without any response. The archer shouted a second time, and Shirakawa sneered and made a gesture to signal that he didn't need to shout anymore. She knew that the usual practice of negotiation was that whoever spoke out first to negotiate would be defeated. Now that you have made a bid, it's up to you how the other party responds. Now there is no second demon or rebel team within a range of 500 kilometers, and in addition to Roger's troops on his side, there are also Minghui and his own troops who can come up to reinforce at any time, and their side is having a comprehensive advantage, so there is no need to rush to negotiate and negotiate. The longer the time drags on, the greater the psychological pressure on the other party, which is beneficial to oneself.

She ordered: "Release a burst of arrows to scare them." ”

The archers released their arrows according to the order, and the rain of arrows sparsely landed in the open space in front of the other party, and the half-orc formation moved uneasily: all the arrows were deliberately shè in the open space in front of the half-orc defense circle, which was obviously intimidation, indicating that the human side definitely had the strength to wipe out all the unconcealed half-orc queues, and now it was just a final jǐng notice. Under such a serious threat, she believed that the commander of the other side would definitely react.

Sure enough, someone in the orc array replied in a blunt human language, "May I ask who you are from, and why are you intercepting us?"

Thinking of this question, Bai Chuan felt sad for a while, what kind of people are his own people? He used to be a family officer, but now he has been abandoned by the motherland, despised and spurned by the people, and he is unwilling to take refuge in the demon clan. Thinking of this, she became angry and said to the shouter: "Let them talk less nonsense and pay the money obediently, otherwise let them die." ”

Roger said, "It's good to give us our name and make them afraid." ”

Before Bai Chuan could stop him, he had already raised his duck-like voice and shouted: "Listen, we are the famous Xiuzi Battalion Legion! Lao Tzu, I am the commander of the legion, Lord Roger! How about it, I'm afraid! Hahahahahaha......" In order to show that he was confident and had the chance of winning, Roger laughed loudly, and the weed soup he ate last night was gurgling in his hungry stomach.

"Hahahahaha......" Unexpectedly, after listening to Roger's introduction, thunderous laughter suddenly broke out in the orc camp. The orc soldiers leaned forward and backwards with laughter, and many of them sat down on the ground with laughter, and they couldn't even hold their weapons firmly and fell to the ground, and the laughter was so presumptuous, so unscrupulous. The line of defense circles relaxed suddenly, and the orc soldiers stepped out from behind the carriage as cover, smiling brightly.

They were so baffled by this change that Roger was even more so red with laughter that he yelled, "What are you laughing at!"

An orc came out of the queue and walked straight towards Roger. The soldiers in the front row armed with javelins and shields stopped him: "What do you want to do?" Dozens of bright strong bows and spears were immediately aimed at him.

The orc raised his hands and signaled that he was not armed with him, and Shirakawa nodded, and commanded, "Let him come." ”

She guessed he was the messenger who had come to negotiate. The orc approached, saluted Roger respectfully, and said, "Lord Roger, it's been a long time! Oh, it turns out that the beautiful Miss Shirakawa is also here." ”

Roger and Shirakawa looked at each other, when did he have this half-orc acquaintance? Shirakawa asked tentatively, "Your Excellency is ......?"

"My name is Deb, and I am the head of the village of Malan in the province of Wag, and our village is right next to the village of Bulu, and the head of the village of Bulu, Delen, is the cousin of my cousin's cousin. Back then, we used to join your show camp -- don't you remember?"

Shirakawa and Roger suddenly realized. They vaguely remembered that there was indeed an old orc named Delun who had a good relationship with Zi Chuanxiu back then, as for his group of relatives...... At that time, there were thousands of people who came to Toucheng, and they remembered so many of them one by one! What's more, in the eyes of humans, every orc looked almost the same: tall, stout body, and thick black hair. Who would take a closer look at what a half-orc looks like, it's about the same as a gorilla anyway.

Although he can't remember, but when everyone said this, it could be regarded as a bit of friendship, Roger coughed dryly: "Well, I said, Deb, here's the thing, this, well, this ......" His face turned red, and Bai Chuan next to him was even more ashamed to raise his head: The dignified family officer is now reduced to the point of being a robber. And since everyone knows each other, it's a little embarrassing to say anything like "leave the money to buy the road".

Deb was very bold: "Lord Roger, when we were in the most difficult time, the Xiuzi camp helped us, and we will never forget our friends." Now if you have anything to worry about, just tell me. We will do our best. ”

Roger breathed a sigh of relief, and then he calmed down: "Oh, okay, okay." To tell you the truth, we've been really embarrassed lately, and we're running out of food and grass......"

Before Roger could finish speaking, Deb had already turned around and shouted loudly: "Bring the grain cart here." The orcs replied with a bang, and drove the first few carts full of grain and grass over, and then they jumped out of the carts and handed them over to the soldiers of the Xiuzi battalion. Bai Chuan noticed that they only handed over a few grain trucks on the periphery, and the car in the middle, they were still densely surrounded and protected. On the surface, the cart is no different from an ordinary grain carriage, but it is tightly sealed, and the outside cannot see the inside at all. Bai Chuan was puzzled: "What is in here?"

Before she could figure it out, Deb handed over a heavy cloth bag to Roger: "This is a silver coin, it may not be enough for 10,000, but it is also a little bit of our heart, please don't dislike it." ”

Where is the reason to dislike money! Roger secretly opened the bag and looked at it, the silver light flashed, and the weight was heavy. He smiled: at that time, he shouted 10,000 silver coins, which was completely overpriced, waiting for the other party to bargain. Now there are so many of them, and they are overjoyed. He thanked him repeatedly.

Bai Chuan felt more and more puzzled: the other party's boldness was too much. Not to mention that the grain and grass were robbed, he also took the initiative to send money and tribute, although he had a little favor to them, but he was not worthy of such courtesy from the other party. So, the purpose of their initiative to send money is ......

Shirakawa thought of only one possibility, and they wanted to hide and preserve a greater wealth.

It's not impossible. In the war in the Far East, which has just ended, countless people have lost their families and lost their families, but there are also countless people who have become rich in one fell swoop in this terrible war of destruction. Legend has often circulated that a rebel unit of so-and-so captured a large city, and the unit plundered the affluent city for three days and three nights, and even the lowliest private in the army became millionaires. They burned the city with one last fire, and plundered so much gold, silver, jewels, precious treasures, and other treasures that it took a thousand wagons to carry it away, and the whereabouts of this great wealth are now unknown, and whoever finds it will immediately become rich......

She suddenly asked Deb, "What's on that cart?" she asked, pointing to the carriage that had been left behind by the orcs in the distance. It was this car that was the most suspicious, and the other party was the most tightly protected.

There was a hint of panic in Deb's eyes, and he regained his composure, as if nothing had happened: "What carriage? Oh, this is it! It's not a big deal, it's just some hay and oats to feed the horses." ”

"Really?" Shirakawa's gaze was aggressive. Deb couldn't stand it anymore and avoided his gaze, which strengthened Shirakawa's suspicions: there must be a ghost on this car!

Roger came over to play a round game: "Oh, Bai Chuan, what are you doing!" He whispered to Bai Chuan: "The people have already handed over the money and grain and grass, let's not embarrass him anymore, let them go!"

"Stupid!" Bai Chuan scolded in a low voice, "Don't pick up the sesame seeds and lose the watermelon." Roger stepped back in a daze.

She turned to Deb and tried to pretend to be vicious, "What's in the car, huh?"

Debu looked helpless: "Lord Shirakawa, I told you, it's some worthless grain and grass......"

"Open it and take a look," Shirakawa said in a tone that could not be distinguished.

Deb was reluctant, but Shirakawa gave an order, and the soldiers of the Xiuzi battalion surrounded them again, showing their bright swords, and the archers wound their bows again, and the orc soldiers over there saw this, and immediately took out their weapons to guard and confront the human soldiers. The atmosphere became tense for a while.

After a long while, Deb slowly and helplessly raised his hands: "Okay, I'll open it." "It seems that he weighed the situation and knew that there would be no benefit in colliding with Shirakawa in this situation.

"Lord Shirakawa, this is the woods, and the car can't get in, can you go over with me?"

Bai Chuan hesitated for a while: Is it too dangerous to go to the other camp? Roger has already spoken: "Deb, I'll go with you." ”

He whispered to Shirakawa, "I'll just go over." The troops have to be commanded by a person, and you stay. It seems that he is also aware of the danger of this matter: leaving the cover of the forest and going out onto the open road, if the other party suddenly turns his face, hundreds of sharp javelins will come at the same time, and it will be difficult for him to retreat with all his body even if he has the skills of King Zuo Jiaming.

Shirakawa's heart was moved, and she knew that it was Roger who was considerate of herself as a woman and deliberately snatched away the dangerous job.

Although everyone often fights and makes trouble, but unconsciously, they get along day and night in the midst of tribulation, and a very deep relationship has been established between several companions.

She didn't shirk, just whispered: "Be careful, if there's anything wrong, call out quickly." At the same time, he called a team of shield swordsmen and whispered to the captain: "You go with Roger." - Remember, to keep Roger's flag book safe, you have to be more careful. ”

The captain was a young man, and he bit his head: "Lord Shirakawa, even if I die, I will protect Roger Qiben and come back safely." ”

He was a little worried and said, "My lord, if there is any situation, you have to send someone over for reinforcements quickly." ”

Shirakawa nodded. With Deb leading the way, Roger and dozens of sword and shield men followed him out of the forest, onto the Far Eastern Highway, and towards the line of orcs. Roger's face was expressionless, and he walked with a pause, his posture stiff, showing his inner tension. This sentiment also infected the human soldiers who went with him, and all of them tensed their faces, their hands firmly gripped the handle of the knife, and they hugged Roger in the middle, and built a wall with shields on the outer layer to separate the orcs. In the dense forest behind, more than 3,000 human soldiers have sharpened their weapons, wound their bows and arrows, and are ready for battle. Everyone was watching every move in front of him with full attention, and Shirakawa secretly made up his mind: if this group of orcs dared to play any tricks to harm Roger, no matter how great the losses and sacrifices were, he would kill them to death.

Compared to the nervousness of humans, the orcs are very relaxed. Some of their soldiers didn't even have their weapons out, and they stood smiling and giggling in an undisguised place, as if they didn't know that if the conflict came together, the human archers would immediately turn them into fishing nets. Seeing Roger and a group of guards coming, they all very kindly made a way to the carriage, smiling on their faces, and there was no trace of hostility in sight.

Shirakawa's mind moved: they looked as if they were gloating and waiting to see something good. Why were they so confident? Was there anything else they hadn't done? It dawned on her that their killer must be on top of that mysterious carriage. There may be some terrible weapon of destruction on it.

Roger and his party stood in front of the carriage. When Deb said something, a half-orc soldier went up and opened the carriage door, and all of a sudden, Shirakawa's heart was already in his throat: "If the enemy wants to start, it is now!" She stood up suddenly, and wanted to shout: "Roger, turn back!"

But before she could act, Roger had already probed into the carriage.

"Ahh Something weird must have happened!

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