The Monkey Demon only has an unknown layer of leather armor on its body, and it is a waste to use manganese steel armor-piercing bullets.

Goodern immediately felt for a shuttle of anti-personnel bullets from the other magazine, and with the help of the magic hand, he completed the reloading action in just two seconds.

This set of smooth reloading, he has been quietly practicing for a long time, and time is life in this kind of emergency moment of short-handed combat.

Then the magic rifle spews out death bullets once more.

A special anti-personnel bullet that punches a hole in the monkey demon's body that is close to the size of an ostrich egg with each shot.

With the help of every shot, in less than ten seconds, the remaining eight monkey demons all fell to the ground and lost their breath of life.

It was also the first time that the accompanying soldiers had seen Goodern use such a terrifying weapon, and their eyes were full of fear.

But fortunately, this thing is used to kill the enemy, not to kill their own people, and if they really encounter this weapon on the battlefield, they may not even have the courage to charge.

"Young master, I can feel that there are more orcs leaning here, it's too dangerous here......"

Els, who was guarding him, reported to Goodern with a serious face, and after being upgraded, his perception was stronger than ever.

The murderous aura formed by the orcs between the woods was easy for him to capture and perceive.

"Go ahead and look for the Imperial Army."

Hearing that the young master was going to continue to move forward, Els knew that he couldn't stop him, so he could only nod helplessly and signal the soldiers to regroup and move forward.

The first round of the confrontation was thrilling, and the performance of the magic rifle gave Goodern a lot of confidence.

When I first encountered the orc scout troops, I was beaten and had no power to fight back, and now that I have the ability to take revenge, how can I give up?

And with the frequent presence of orc troops in his territory, this information is serious.

How the hell did these orcs get here through the Eternal Frost Mountains?

And how long have you been lurking here?

These questions are very critical, and they belong to the security level of the Empire.

Although Gooden doesn't have much sense of belonging to this empire, he is now the lord of the empire, and this kind of thing will have to be taken care of sooner or later, so it is better to deal with it directly.

But confidence is confidence, and as he moved on, Goodern silently released a magical shield.

It's said to be a magic shield, but it's better to say a 'magic shield', due to the lack of strength, the magic shield that summons the whole body defense consumes too much.

So he took a different path, summoning a square transparent shield the size of a 4A piece of paper floating leisurely beside him, ready to block at any time.

Although it cannot defend the whole body, it can greatly reduce the consumption of mental power, and it can be maintained for a longer period of time.

Coming to the place where he had just seen the fierce battle, Goodern looked at his surroundings and was a little confused for a while.

"Blame...... What about corpses? ”

I just saw that there are people fighting here, and it stands to reason that there will be corpses or something.

But now it's 'all clean' here, except for sword marks, blood, and messy footprints, nothing else can be seen.

But the soldiers below found something at this moment and shouted not far away.

"Who?! Come out! ”

A low roar sent everyone's eyes to the gloomy jungle not far away.

Seeing that the other party did not react, Goodern made a gesture and motioned for someone to pass through the two loaves.

Given the order, two teams of three cautiously bypassed and checked.

I saw an Imperial soldier leaning against the trunk of a tree, and a clearly visible wound on his abdomen was bleeding endlessly.

Nearby, there were two more werewolf corpses, apparently killed by them.

Seeing the comer, the Imperial soldier was still wary and raised the spear in his hand.

"I'm the Lord of Qingyuan Snow Ridge, Gooden, not an enemy, which unit are you from? Is Captain Dedallow? ”

Seeing this, Gooden hurriedly reported his identity, and after hearing the name Dedarlow, the other party's hands were weak and he directly put down his weapon.

Seeing that the guard was lifted, Goodern immediately stepped forward and ordered the soldiers who could treat it simply, to examine his wounds.

And during the treatment, Gooden did not forget to ask about the situation.

"Can you still speak? What's going on here, your teammates? ”

The wounded Imperial soldier spoke slowly in a weak voice.

"Scattered...... There are many enemies, and the jungle combat is inferior, and Captain Dedallow goes to the mountains to the north to defend. ”

Hearing that it was really Captain Dedallow and the others, Goodern looked up at Els.

"Is there a map of the area?"

"Yes." As Els nodded, he quickly took out the map stored in his waist, and then half-squatted and placed it on his lap.

"This is the mine, we just went north along here, and now we should be in this area."

"If Captain Dedallow wants to go north to find a mountain defense, then only here can meet the goal."

Els quickly mapped out his location and the area of interest.

With a clear goal, Goodern looked at the badly wounded soldier, who was now bandaged, bleeding from his abdomen and stopped.

"Can you still move? It's too dangerous to leave you here alone, and I don't have many people with me, so I can't divide my troops to send you away. ”

Gooden's words are true, and it would be a great danger to be here to check on the situation.

Then do the division of troops to escort, on the way to meet the orc, without his rifle protection, the consequences are unimaginable.

The Imperial soldier was not so soft, and seeing that the wound had been bandaged, he slowly got up with his arm on his feet, signaling that he could still move.

It would be good to be able to move, but if the injury is too serious and forced to stay, in this forest where the orcs are hidden, I am afraid that only death awaits him.

When everyone started to act again, the ball of light above their heads began to flicker, which was a sign that there was no magic to support them.

Just a few seconds later, a fourth ball of light rose into the air, guiding the way and light for Goodern and his party as they moved forward.

The destruction of the demon monkey was too fast, and the orcs who rushed around them were ordered to retreat temporarily before they could be completely surrounded.

Shortly after Goodern and his party left, a team of orcs arrived.

The black-robed wizard at the head squatted down to the demon monkey's corpse to inspect the wounds, revealing a trace of solemnity in his cloudy black pupils.

"Lord Qianjun, there is a magical reaction around you, but these monkey soldiers are not killed by magic, they are more like they were shot by some external force, and they are extremely fast."

"I'm worried that it may be the mysterious person who destroyed the sixth and twelfth teams before, and the strength of the other party is suspected to be legendary, and we are afraid that we will ......"

The leader of the orcs, the governor of the thousand armies, after listening to the wizard's report, his face was not very good, and he sighed faintly.

"Alas, planning for several years, the result went wrong at a critical time......"

"Damn Goodern, I'm going to tear him apart with my own hands!"

"Tell me to leave a centurion behind and tell them to wait until the two sides converge and launch a siege until everyone is killed."

"All the others withdrew into the Yongfrost Mountains, including the Second Army."

"Yes, Senjun-sama!"

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