The next morning, the team began to set off for the return trip. Because he let go of the big things in his heart, Zichuan Xiu was very relaxed all the way, riding on a horse and pointing out the scenery along the way, which seemed to be full of interest. Seeing that the commander was in such a good mood, the subordinates naturally had some guesses, and they all thought that it must be in the negotiations with the Holy Temple, and Zichuan Xiu had made a great gain.

The team walked on the rugged mountain road, and since there was no need to worry about the demon patrol in this area, there was no need to hide their traces, so everyone walked with peace of mind, and they were elated. Suddenly, the sound of horses' hooves sounded from the back of the group, and the cavalry who served as the rear guard came up and reported: "An orc is riding towards us!"

Zi Chuanxiu's heart moved, and he ordered the team to stop. In the early morning light, a half-orc cavalry appeared at the end of the path. Far away, he was shouting: "Your Excellency, please stay." The soldiers moved out of the way, and let him gallop straight in front of Zichuan Xiu. Zi Chuan Xiu recognized it, this is the young man who led the way for himself yesterday. He turned over and dismounted, walked briskly towards Zi Chuanxiu, saluted and said, "Lord Guangming, our Elder Boudan please go back, there is something important to discuss." ”

Zichuan Xiu said strangely: "Do you know what is going on?"

The half-orc cavalry didn't know, he just begged Zi Chuanxiu to follow him back very stubbornly and pitifully, saying that the elder had ordered, there was something very important, and I begged you, Lord Guangming. Zichuan Xiu was hesitating, and the half-orc Deren in the team also came up and said, "Since the elder said so, let's go back for a while, Guangxiu, it won't take much time." ”

Deren is the life-saving benefactor of Zichuan Xiu, and he can't help but give him face. He nodded and said, "Okay." ”

Tell everyone to turn around and go back.

When the group returned to the entrance of the village, they did not enter the village, but only stopped at the entrance of the village for a while and went directly to the direction of the temple, which frightened the orcs in the village to come out to stop them, saying that they could not let so many armed soldiers enter the temple.

At this time, Shirakawa told them: "It was you, Elder Boudin, who invited us to come over, and we are the retinue of the Lord. If we don't go with us, then we won't go either—see what you see!" she looked at the other party dumbfounded and at a loss, and she was very proud: this was what the village chief Busen had said the day before, and now she gave the hillbillies almost unchanged, and the pleasure of raising her eyebrows was indescribable.

As a result, no one stopped him, and Zichuan Xiu and his party drove into the holy temple in a mighty manner. But in order to show respect for the temple, when passing by the stele forest, Shikawa Xiu ordered everyone to dismount and walk over.

When he entered the temple, he only brought Shirakawa, Roger, and Delen, and everyone else was waiting at the bottom of the mountain.

Elder Budan and Village Chief Busen greeted them at the temple gate. Zi Chuanxiu noticed that the young Far Eastern orc leader had a very solemn face, and as for the anxious village chief of Busen, he was even more anxious as if his body was covered with fur and was on fire. So Shikawa Xiu knew that something must have happened.

He deliberately pretended not to see it, and slowly introduced to him the identities of Roger and Shirakawa, as for Delen, as early as the period of the Far Eastern United Army, everyone knew each other, and naturally there was a greeting, and everyone for a while: "Long admiration, disrespect and disrespect, your name is like thunder!" and humbly gave up their seats ("You please first, please take a seat", "No, no, you invite first!") The chairman of the guest seat and served tea............

Under the deliberate politeness of Zichuan Xiu, this set of procedures is extraordinarily long. He saw that the village chief Busen was so anxious that his eyes were about to pop out, his big swarthy face was flushed, and the beads of sweat were constantly dripping from his forehead. He was anxious to say something several times, but he was stopped by Boudin next to him with a look.

When everyone's kind words were almost finished, (in fact, Zi Chuanxiu felt that he had teased them almost the same), he asked slowly: "The elder summoned me to wait, I don't know what advice I have?"

Without waiting for Budin to answer, Busen, who was in a hurry, had already blurted out: "It's not good, it's not good!"

The demon cubs are going to attack our temple!"

Boudin gave him a reproachful look and said, "Busen, you are so rude in front of your distinguished guests. "Busen, who was tall and tall, did not dare to speak out as if he were very afraid of this little young orc.

"Here's the thing, this morning, we just received a notification from the Zoe people from a nearby village that the seventy-three teams of the demon clan in Minsk Province have come to our side. Judging by their appearances and the direction of their actions along the way, it is very likely that they are coming towards our temple. ”

Zi Chuan Xiu frowned and said, "There is no reason for this. The demons are not stupid, they should know what the consequences will be if they attack the temple. Even if the demons want to attack the holy places in the Far East, but according to what I have seen - forgive me for being presumptuous - although the holy temple is the holy land of the Far East, there is nothing precious in the temple that is worth their long journey to get their hands on!"

Boudin and Busen looked at each other, and finally Boudin spoke: "Your Excellency, you don't know anything.

The temple is not only dedicated to the Buddha statue of the god Audi and the ashes of our heroic ancestors, but it also houses some of the sacred relics left to us by the gods in ancient times, which have been handed down to us by our ancestors since our ancestors - they have incredible mystical magic and are of immeasurable value. This was supposed to be the top secret of our Zoe clan, but somehow, the demons apparently already knew. ”

Zi Chuanxiu was surprised: "Ancient times? Do you mean that until ......?"

"Yes, it's the age of the gods!" Boudin said word by word, with great pride in his words: "The great god of Audi has given us the treasure of the Zoe clan, and we have kept it properly, this is the supreme glory that the great god has bestowed on all of our Zoe clan!"

On the continent, the various ethnic groups in different places have a common legend: in ancient times a long, long time ago, there was a mythical age. At that time, there were gods on the earth, and they built towering buildings on the earth, they could fly up to the blue sky, they could go down to the dark seabed, and even reach the twinkling stars in the sky in an instant. They are incredibly powerful, they are omnipotent, they possess extremely terrifying weapons, and the blazing light and flames can destroy the earth and the sky in an instant.

In today's eyes, this is, of course, an extremely absurd myth. However, what makes today's historians completely unable to explain is why every race - not only orcs, humans, dragonmen, snakes, dwarves, but even demons who have always regarded themselves very high have almost the same legends, only

There are slight differences in details (for example, each race insists that they are the legitimate people of the gods, while the demons simply call themselves "gods" without shame). And that magical age in the legend is called the age of the gods or the age of mythology.

Several humans glanced at each other, and they all saw the surprise in each other's eyes. Not only were they amazed that there were treasures from the age of the gods in the temple, but they were even more surprised that Busenken had told him this astonishing secret. Zichuan Xiu has vaguely guessed the reason: the so-called courtesy to others, there must be something to ask for. (Or to paraphrase Zichuan Xiu's words: "It's okay to laugh at Mimi, and if it's not jiān, it's a thief.") ”）

He asked, "So, Elder, what did you call us back for?"

Boudin sighed: "It's really hard to export. The demon forces had come too suddenly, and they were now less than five days away from the temple. And the nearest native troops in the Far East: the 1st, 3rd and 7th Minsk regiments are more than 500 kilometers away. I've sent someone to inform them, but they won't have time to get back before the demons arrive. In order to hold out until our army returns, I have issued a mobilization order to the surrounding villages. But as you can see, the terrible war of destruction has left us with few men, most of our men in the prime of life have joined the Far Eastern Union, and the village is only left with old men, women and children, and some young men with no military experience. With them, they couldn't stop the invasion of the demon clan on the temple. Now, within a radius of hundreds of miles, the only regular army with combat effectiveness is the guards under your command of Your Excellency Guangming. ”

"Your Excellency, at this critical juncture for the survival of the Temple, I implore you and your subordinates to help us and others defend the Temple. The entire Far East will thank you for your actions!" After speaking, Boudin stood up and bowed deeply to Zichuan Xiu. Behind him, Busen followed suit, and bowed solemnly at the same ninety degrees.

Zi Chuanxiu hurriedly got up and returned the salute, but remained silent. In front of him was an excellent opportunity to win people's hearts, but Zichuan Xiu did not dare to agree immediately: this task was too difficult. According to general estimates, the individual combat ability of demon soldiers is much stronger than that of humans, and the combat effectiveness of a demon team is almost equal to the combat effectiveness of a human division of five thousand people. Relying only on his fifty-member guards, plus a group of old and young women and children who only know how to beat gongs and drums and bluff, he really has no certainty at all.

As if seeing his concerns, Boudin spoke up, "Your Excellency, we don't want to fight the demons head-on.

All we need to do is delay and thwart their movements, buy time for our army - we won't force you to fight the demons to the last soldier. You just have to do what you can, and if you feel dangerous, you can retreat first, and we won't blame you, after all, you are not from our Zoe clan, and you are not obliged to take such a big risk for us. ”

Zi Chuanxiu asked, "Elder, since you know that the demon clan's target is the treasure in the temple, why don't you immediately transfer it with the treasure?"

Busen immediately refused: "Every inch of land around the temple is buried with the bones of our ancestors, and they would rather die to defend this place. I will never allow the hooves of the demon soldiers to desecrate their sacred tombs! What's more, as the guardian of the contemporary temple, if I leave like this, I will have no shame to face my ancestors, and if the defense operation fails in the end, then I will live and die with the temple. There was unmistakable stubbornness in his tone.

Zichuan Xiu was dumbfounded, he didn't expect Elder Budan, the seemingly rational and enlightened leader of the Far Eastern Zoe Clan, to have such a stubborn and old-fashioned side in his thinking. As a military commander, every decision should be made from a deliberate and rational choice, and should not be swayed by blind fanatical feelings.

Rhetoric such as "I will live and die with the temple" is admittedly courageous from the mouth of an ordinary soldier, but it is not commendable if it comes from a high-ranking general with a heavy responsibility. He should be more flexible and positive in his thinking. The Zoe clan, which is already at a disadvantage in terms of strength, will suffer a big loss if they still cling to this rigid and rigid mode of thinking in future battles.

Shikawa Shu retracted his thoughts, and there were more pressing problems to solve at present than in the future.

No one spoke in the room, and all eyes were on him, waiting for him to make a decision.

He saw the blankness in the eyes of Shirakawa and Roger, and it was obvious that no matter what he decided, they would not hesitate to carry it out, and he also felt the anxious eyes of Buson and Boudin, and the last thing he saw was his old friend Delen: he had not made a sound, his eyes silently revealing his desires.

Shikawa Shu understood that as a member of the Zoe clan, Delenn was also very concerned about the fate of the temple, but he did not say a word: he was unwilling to use his status as a savior to interfere in his decision-making, allowing himself to make a choice completely zìyóu. This thoughtfulness made Zichuan Xiu very moved.

"Elder, we are willing to fight alongside you and contribute our modest strength to the defense of the Temple. ”

Elder Busen was overjoyed and said, "Great! Thank you, Your Excellency Bright. With you and your brave subordinates on board, we have the confidence to repel the demon attack!"

(Shikawa Xiu thought, "I don't have much confidence......")

"So, Elder, do you have any plans for how to fight such a battle?"

"Yes, please wait. Boudin got up and went out, and when he came back for a while, he already had an extra white cloth in his hand, and when he spread out the white cloth, Zichuan Xiu saw that some thick and thin lines were drawn on the white cloth with paint, which turned out to be an earthen map. Boudin pointed on the map: "Your Excellency, please see, this thick black dot is the location of the Holy Temple. The intelligence that came today has been reported, and the current demon army strikers have appeared around Doma Village, you see, Doma Village is here, here is the red dot. ”

Zi Chuan Xiu's eyes narrowed, he was used to specialized military maps, and he couldn't get used to this kind of land map hand-drawn by half-orcs, with no proportions and place names marked, only a bunch of lines and various marker points. After watching for a while, several human officers reacted, and Roger exclaimed, "Aren't they very close to the Holy Temple?"

"It's just a plane of distance, but actually, because the roads here are winding and rugged, mostly mountainous, and you have to go through the jungle of Visdu, and many places are not passable at all, and they have to go around the back of Longya Mountain, and they have to go around a big circle to find a crossing to cross the river - so we have three or four days to prepare." ”

Zi Chuan Xiu looked at the map for a long time and raised his head: "So, Elder, what is your plan?"

"Guangxiu, let's use the old method of our Zoe clan to attack together. Boudin began to introduce his plan to Shikawa Shu and others:

The first stage: Divide all the hundreds of half-orc warriors that can be assembled at hand into several teams to attack separately, and use the advantage of being familiar with the terrain to carry out guerrilla attacks on the demons, weakening the morale of the demons as much as possible and delaying their advance.

Stage 2: If the first stage of the sāo disturbance operation fails to stop the advance of the demon army, wait for the demons to enter the dangerous terrain around the Thousand Feet Cliff, concentrate all the guerrilla forces that attack there, and snipe the demons' advance head-on until the reinforcements of Jiwan arrive.

Finally, Boudin added, "Of course, in the first stage, it would be best if the demons were to leave automatically after being attacked by us. Everyone nodded, but they all knew that it was really unlikely.

"I see. "Boudin didn't finish speaking, and Zichuan Xiu understood.

He remembered the constant harassment that Sterling had received when he entered the Cloud Province, and he thought that it was also the handiwork of the Elder Budin in front of him. The focus of this kind of combat is not to annihilate the enemy's forces, but to exhaust the opponent and destroy the opponent's morale and will to fight through constant attacks.

The advantage is that it can not only give play to the flexibility of dispersed operations, but also form a strong joint force when necessary, which is suitable for the reality of the enemy's strength and our weakness at present. Zichuan Xiu thought to himself, although Boudin was a little rigid in strategic thinking, he was still very flexible and active in specific tactical arrangements.

Everyone discussed the specific details of the battle, such as the arrangement of personnel, weapons, command, and contact methods, and Zichuan Xiu stared at Budan and asked the last crucial question: "Elder, as you just said, our armed villagers, or the Far Eastern army that came to reinforce at the order, once they officially start fighting with the demons, do you know what this means?"

The muscles on Boudin's face twitched painfully, but his tone was calm: "Your Excellency, after you left last night, I haven't been able to sleep, and I think about it a lot. Even if there is no such thing as a demon invasion of the Holy Temple today, I will ask you to come back.

You're right: for a people to move towards liberation and zìyóu, it has to pay a price. We can't wait for the gods and saviors to come and save us, we have to fight for it with our own hands, we have to have sacrifices. If we are stingy with sacrifice today, then tomorrow our children and grandchildren will pay a hundredfold price for our cowardice.

So, not only for the sake of defending our temple, but also for our children and grandchildren, for our land and zìyóu, and for the sake of the fate of our Zoe people from today until a thousand years from now......" He fell silent and began to find an appropriate word to express the blood and passion that had boiled in his heart.

"We're going to fight!" said the orc Busen in a loud voice.

Everyone was silent, and in this silence there was a kind of greatest pride of people who did not bow their heads for the sake of stealing their lives.

In a awe-inspiring silence, only Zichuan Xiu's low but clear voice was heard saying, "Then let's fight!"

At noon, groups of militia from the surrounding villages arrived in Gotha Village. The main thoroughfare of the village was filled with orc peasants carrying sticks and forks. In order to escape the midday heat, they scattered under the eaves and trees in the village with large leaves to fan the wind and cool down, and the women of Gotha Village brought them cool tea. When they saw the human cavalry passing through the streets of the village, the orcs roared angrily, grabbed the weapons they had put in their hands, and stood up, about to pounce on them. At this time, the village chief Busen, who was following Zi Chuanxiu's side, scolded: "Don't be rude, these are the distinguished guests invited back by Elder Budan!"

Hearing Elder Boudin's name, those seemingly menacing orc men suddenly softened, and one by one they stuck out their tongues and retreated.

Busen apologized to Shikawa Xiu and explained, "There are very few cavalry here, they think you are the advance team of the demons. ”

Shikawa smiled, accepting Busen's explanation.

He knew that this was not the reason at all, they had already felt it along the way, the orcs in this area had a deep hostility towards the Zichuan family and humans, as Elder Budan said, in the battle of Chishuitan in Yun Province alone, there were as many as 310,000 soldiers of the Far Eastern United Army who died in the battle, and almost every household had a male who died in the war with humans. Zi Chuanxiu noticed that many of the half-orcs who came to gather were those young people who had not yet taken off their childishness, and some were old people, and the proportion of men in the prime of life was not high, and many of them had to be removed.

Zi Chuanxiu was deeply worried, how could such an old, weak and disabled person fight with the wolf and tiger soldiers of the demon race? Faintly in his heart, he felt his despicability, and he actually wanted to use such a nation that had already suffered a lot to achieve his own goals? Then he comforted himself and said: The demon race oppressed all the races and came to harass the holy temple, and the Far Eastern race had already endured it. Even if there is no appearance of his own, the war between the orcs and the demons is still inevitable sooner or later, and he is just pushing in it, but his conscience is not much comfort.

As he passed by the big tree at the entrance of the village, he saw people gathered under the tree, and an old orc was giving the task to the team that had already been assembled. The old orc, dressed in coarse cloth, spoke decisively and fiercely: "...... When the time comes, follow me, don't stop, don't think about anything, rush closer, and destroy them!

"Clear!" replied the fledgling young orc warriors, jīng, with a look of vigour.

"But with what extermination?" asked a young soldier who was still childish, frowning, he didn't just wrap a piece of animal skin around his body like the others, he was covered with a very handmade animal skin coat, and Zichuan Xiu guessed that it was probably sewn by some loving mother for her son who was just starting out in battle: "I only have this wooden stick in my hand, not even a sharp iron bar—otherwise I can make a bayonet!"

But the village chief refused to give me iron bars......" he shook his head with regret.

"Bite with your teeth!" said the old soldier loudly, "isn't that right? Grab that stone! Why ask such a stupid question? If you don't have a weapon in your hand, you can use sticks, stones, and pointed tiles -- whatever you want, and you can smash them on the head as well, and you can also smash the heads of the demon cubs! After the first battle, we have all the weapons...

...”

Zi Chuanxiu and the others had already walked far away, and they couldn't hear the old orc warrior talking behind him. He thought for a moment, pulled out his dagger and handed it to Busen: "Village chief, please give this to the young man just now, and tell him, I wish him victory in the first battle." ”

Busen glanced at Zichuan Xiu in surprise: this dagger was made jīng liang, the blade was sharp, and the blue light was faintly exposed, and it was obviously a valuable weapon. There was a hint of appreciation in his eyes, and he didn't say much, running past the group.

In the middle of the night, a cheer of surprise erupted in the ranks of the orcs, and Busen returned, followed by the young soldier with the dagger. Busen said to Zichuan Xiu: "Lord Guangming, that kid is very happy, and he is very grateful. He said that he would fight bravely and never fail to live up to your expectations, Lord Light! ”

Looking at the young soldier who blushed with excitement, and looking at his childish eyes, Zichuan Xiu was silent for a long time, and said slowly and in a low voice: "Live." ”

The battle began in the early hours of the twenty-first day.

Prior to this, representatives of the local orcs had gone to the demon camp and begged the demon army to stop their advance towards the temple.

But this request was arrogantly rejected by Team Leader Mark, the commander of the Demon Seventy-third Team. (In fact, the Demon Clan's attack on the temple this time was not due to the order of the Far Eastern Governor's Palace, but was completely the personal behavior of the leader of Mark's team.) By chance, he learns that the temple contains countless treasures. ）

Half an hour later, three demon soldiers walking outside the camp were pierced by a sudden bayonet from the grass.

By the time his companions arrived, the killer had disappeared into the dense jungle.

Half an hour later, another sentry on duty was killed with a dagger, leaving a trail of blood leading deep into the forest. A squadron of Senean infantry followed the bloodstains. But after the time of the assembly, they did not return, and the dark and deep jungle swallowed them up like a mouthless mouth.

It was already late at night, and the demons did not dare to risk sniping into the dense forest, and it was not until the early morning of the next day that a search party consisting of five armed squadrons began to enter to find their companions.

About five miles from the campsite, they found all their companions. In an open clearing among the woods, the corpses of fifty-one Senean officers and soldiers were strewn everywhere. An experienced demon officer confirmed it on the spot,

Judging from the messy footprints at the scene and the horrific scars left by maces and bayonets on most of the corpses, the killer was definitely a half-orc resident of the neighborhood.

It was only at this time that the demon side began to confirm that this series of events was not an accidental conflict out of a moment of anger, but an organized, deliberate cold-blooded murder, or rather, this was already a mutiny that was ready. Team leader Mark quickly made a decision: tooth for tooth, blood for blood!

At noon that day, the demon army rushed into the village of Thomas, which was inhabited by orcs and snakes. The village was already empty, and the villagers were nowhere to be found, which strengthened the suspicions of the demons: this was indeed an organized rebellion. After repeated searches by the demon army, they could not find a single living person. In desperation, they burned down the entire village.

But just as the billowing smoke rose in the sky above Doma Village, a blood-stained demon soldier ran to report to Mark's team leader: "My lord, our grain and grass convoy has been burned!"

Shocked, Mark's team leader immediately led the troops to rush.

The scene was chaotic and bloody, only the raging fire was seen, and more than a hundred vehicles loaded with urgently needed food in the army were reduced to ashes in the fire. The ground was littered with the corpses of the demon escorts, bleeding and filled with a strong smell of choking blood.

Mark roared furiously, "Get me Guborin (the escort captain of the Demon Baggage Team)! Where is he? I'm going to kill him with my own hands!"

No one dared to approach the enraged captain of Mark's team, and in the end, it was the demon escort who was mixed with blood who led him over tremblingly, pointing to a corpse by the fire that had been extinguished with his toes: "My lord, the Gubolin you want to see...... Yes, there it is. ”

The back of the corpse's head was smashed with a heavy weapon, and seeing the scarlet blood mixed with the white brain in the wound, Mark felt an irrepressible nausea and began to vomit. He couldn't believe that his more than 100 brave subordinates, although they were only escorts, they were also regular warriors of the Demon Kingdom after all, and they were actually defeated by a group of half-orc hillbillies, and they were almost all wiped out.

After questioning the few survivors, the demons roughly understood the situation when the incident happened: at noon, when the baggage team, which was about five miles behind the brigade, was dozing under the trees in order to avoid the blazing noon sun, the enemy suddenly appeared. I don't know where they came from, but there were their men on all sides, and the sky was full of arrows and the sharp spears of the orcs! A group of cavalry made a fierce assault, breaking through the hastily formed line of sentries on the outskirts of the convoy, and along the gap, a large number of orcs burst in. There were many demon soldiers who had been killed by a heavy blow before they even woke up from their naps. The rest of the soldiers resisted with all their might, and they wanted to form a formation. But it was too late, the orc warriors had already rushed into the convoy to divide and surround them, and the demon soldiers could only fight on their own, and the result was even more outnumbered. A few clever demon soldiers saw that something was wrong and secretly escaped from the woods, otherwise there would not even be anyone to report the news.

Overall, this is a flawed report. Mark believes that it is very likely that this was made up by the remnants of the soldiers in order to escape punishment. But not to mention how the orcs were able to gather so many warriors, nor how could they have such accurate intelligence, could appear in the rear of the demon army so unexpectedly, and escaped without a trace after the battle, just "a group of cavalry suddenly broke through the human wall defense formed by the sentinels in a hurry." According to common sense, the best and favorite type of orc is infantry, and there are generally very few cavalry in their army (because it costs much more to feed a cavalry than to feed an infantryman, and orcs are generally poorer).

How could these poor mountain villages in the middle of nowhere, be able to have a well-trained cavalry army?

But the explanation of the remnants of the demon clan is even more fantastical: "These cavalry are not half-orc cavalry, they are all human!"

They even swore by the heavens: they saw with their own eyes that the human cavalry were all dressed in black sè cavalry cloaks, wearing red sè epaulettes of the Zichuan family on their shoulders, and the weapons they used were all sharp standard sabers, and they also saw a female cavalry officer rushing to the front of the team: there was a demon veteran who had participated in the war with humans and even confidently concluded that from their riding posture and horse control skills, it could be seen that these human cavalry must have received orthodox training from the Zichuan family.

These reports were all dismissed as absurd by Captain Mark's team: humanity had been defeated in the Far East, and the army of the Zichuan family was cowering in Valen and did not dare to come out. Even if they really had the courage to come, it would not be easy for the Southwest Battalion and Lord Ling Buxu stationed in front of Valen to come over, and it would be impossible for them to get through.

In the end, there was no way, and the demons could only explain this matter with collective hallucinations. In order to avoid unnecessary panic among the soldiers, Mark kept the news tightly sealed in the army and forbade everyone to talk about it. As for the unfortunate baggage team, Mark announced that "the convoy encountered a mudslide while passing over the cliff, and all the personnel were unfortunately killed".

But unfortunately, there are more and more such "unfortunate accidents": the twelve Senean scouts also encountered a "mudslide" in the forest, and the "mudslide" very "coincidentally" washed away their heads, leaving only a bloody body and a pool of blood; a demon soldier on the march was not interested, and had to get along with a passing arrow, so he insisted on blocking his head, and as a result, he died with a whimper, and a small detachment was driving on a mountain road in good condition and without a fork in the road, and suddenly and inexplicably "got lost and disappeared" and the companions never saw them again......

Within three days, 71 people died in "mudslides," 43 people in "road collapses," 53 people in "mountain road slumps," and 25 people in "swamplands...... The clerical staff officer on the team groaned in pain: he had racked his brains and had run out of excuses.

In desperation, he could only announce that a dozen demon soldiers covered in arrow holes had died of a "flu".

The truth of the matter became more and more difficult to hide, the demon army began to panic, and all kinds of gossip began to circulate in the army. Both officers and native soldiers have realized that in the dark jungle of Visduna, there is a terrible enemy hidden. These enemies did not fight the demon army head-on, nor did they come out to intercept them, but they got closer and closer, and the number of people increased, and the attacks became more and more frequent, day and night, regardless of the weather. In front of the demon army, the bridge was destroyed, the grain and grass were looted, and every village was cleared by strong walls - the attitude of the half-orcs was very resolute, and they burned down their homes themselves without the demon army, so that the demons could not find a place to shelter from the wind and rain and sleep comfortably; The soldiers were like marching in the desert, with nowhere to rest, nothing to feed their hunger, no way to rest, no way to recover.

But it is precisely because of desperation that the demons are becoming more and more brutal, and every time they find a populated village, they burn and kill, they plunder, and they are extremely vicious, making the blood of innocent civilians of all races flow.

Once they were caught, they tortured a long string of captives from a tree and roasted them on a tree, so that no one could live. They also fought more and more fiercely, knowing that the other party would never forgive them.

Despite the series of blows, the morale of the demon army was severely damaged, but the main force of their army remained intact, which gave them confidence, they believed that the enemy's strength was limited and they did not dare to fight them head-on. In order to deal with the elusive guerrillas, they began to shrink their ranks tightly, and did not carry out the single sorties of small units, and their actions were based on the whole brigade of 500 men, believing that this would make the guerrillas helpless.

Although it was hit hard, with the support of greed, the demon army still stubbornly advanced regardless of a single thing.

Late at night, the team had already entered the position. Above the dense forest, the wind swirled and the trees were filled with cold mist. The horses had been placed deep in the woods, and the soldiers were marching along the slopes of the mountains covered with a thick layer of leaves, and the wind whipped up the autumn leaves. Although it was only late autumn, there was already a chill in this woods that did not see the sky, and it was already in the marrow.

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