I disembarked somewhere in the north of the wetlands, and the beach scenery was still good, and the golden sand made it impossible for me to relate to the mud in the swamp.

The sun was shining on me, I was not in a hurry to move forward, and the food in my pocket was enough to save food for ten days. And I can pick up food everywhere on the beach, and the small crabs are enough for me to eat. The taste is another story.

After four days of walking along the beach, I was really taken aback when I saw the abandoned orc vehicles in my bushes, and I really didn't know where I was now, there were more and more items left over from the war in front of me, and I followed them to find the dwarven fortress that I had almost forgotten.

The Saldo Bridge still stands in the distance, and it seems that little has changed over the years, but some of the abandoned fences on the beach have been eroded.

There was no sign of people on the beach, and to be honest, I was a little puzzled that the fortress was a big city, and it shouldn't have been like this.

But the reality is that not only is there no one here, but it has been abandoned so much that it is almost impossible to find the entrance to the fortress.

Actually, I don't really want to go over and see if the gate is opened now, I guess it is still not opened, and if it is opened, the dwarves will not give up such a large city.

Unless the inside is completely collapsed.

I remembered the one we used to set a fire in.

Looking at the weeds as tall as I was, I looked at the mountains in the distance, and I could barely tell that there was once a city built by dwarves.

But when I hesitated for a long time about whether to go in and see the situation, I was still hesitating, when I suddenly heard footsteps not far away.

It's not just one, it's several!

In this case, first of all, you should not run around, secondly, you should be calm and try not to make a sound, and thirdly, you should judge their position and hide in the most brisk way.

Thankfully, the weeds here grow tall and dense, so I figured out where they were, and ducked to the side.

The footsteps were heavy, and the sound of heavy breathing sounded unfamiliar to me. The purr from their mouths is heard once and will never be forgotten in their lifetime.

I crouched in the grass and waited for the guys to get away. The sound of their armor and weapons made me feel it all at once. That's the right thing.

I was hesitant to go over and take a look, but I was sure to take a look.

The traces left by a few people made it easy to find their destination, and I was really puzzled when I saw that the gates of Maude Fortress had indeed been opened.

The dwarves just gave up here, this is the bridgehead connecting the human kingdom and the dwarven territory. What is the origin of this group of orcs?

I didn't rush to touch it, but squatted under a big tree to observe the surrounding situation, and carefully sailed the 10,000-year-old ship, and I found a secret sentry.

There was an orc hiding in a bush next to a stone diagonally above the gate. I touched my finger with my bow and arrow behind me, a distance that did not guarantee a single shot to death. At this point, it's the stupidest thing to do.

I slipped into the grass next to me, and since the guy could go up, so could I. It's still early in the evening, and it's the right thing to do now.

The orc squatting place was not very good, and the dwarves had made it very steep at first to prevent people from climbing the outer hill on which they had built the fortress, and now it was overgrown with weeds that did not help much in climbing.

Moving slowly to keep the weeds from swinging, I circled around to be on the safe side, and went around to the side and back of the orc. On the almost straight slope at a wide angle, I had to be careful not to slide down.

When I saw that guy was asleep at this time, I was very happy. It didn't take much effort to get it.

Slowly touch forward, estimating how much distance there is left. At this time, I could deeply understand the situation when the hunting animals quietly moved towards their prey.

I stared ahead, and even more so at my feet, trying several times with each step before moving my weight over. As I get closer, I'm already thinking about whether to pounce on it or keep touching it.

I didn't see the orc come out of the door again, and I was a little more at ease, and I looked up at the sky, the sun was setting in the west, and the last bit of sunlight was left where the orc was huddled.

You probably haven't experienced being exposed to the warm sun in this place, and the temperature that you feel instantly on your body after losing the sun is suddenly warm, this feeling is uncomfortable. Discomfort is also a sign that it will wake up.

I can't figure out the weapon yet, it's not the time yet. There were still twenty or so paces to go, but I only had three minutes left at most.

Do you know how fast sunlight moves? Ha, sometimes just the moment you don't know it, it deflects somewhere else.

Sixteen steps, fifteen steps...... I'm still a little nervous. I haven't dealt with orcs in years. The broad shoulders and back are still fresh in my memory.

Nine steps! Eight steps! The sun is gone!

I slammed my waist and my lower limbs violently and I jumped up from the almost straight mountain, I had no weapon in my hand, and the greatest use of my hand now was to keep my balance and grab the plant next to me so that I would not fall.

The orc must have been asleep, but it was still alert, and it wouldn't have been sent out as a sentry. But even though it woke up, I had already pounced on it.

I grabbed the collar of its armor with my left hand and slammed my right fist into the back of its head. Grabbed by the collar, it lifted its neck, and my fist missed the back of the head and hit it on top of its head. But the solid punch still smashed it, and it shuddered.

It turned around and slammed an elbow at me, and my left elbow fell down to block the blow, and I cursed in my heart, it really fucking hurts!

I stretched out my right hand to grab their necks, to be honest I don't like to hold their necks, I've also studied it, it's so hard to get naked orcs, these animals have wide jaws, and their necks are thick and short.

It would have been extremely difficult to cut their throats with a sword. But I still have to do it. I now only have a sword, no hammer.

This guy was strangled by my neck and threw himself on the ground with all his might. I don't dare to let go and can't let go, since I've already made a move, it's your life and death.

I have to say that the orcs are really much stronger than the human hypoxia tolerance, and it could be me...... The place is not right?

I rolled down the hill with its neck. I knew that there was a stone slab under the gate that was several meters long, and I would never let these hundreds of pounds of stuff weigh down on me. Just as we both rolled down the gate of the fortress entrance, I let go of the arm that was holding it by the throat.

In an instant, I fell from above, and I felt a shock all over my body, and my internal organs seemed to be mixed together, but luckily I was fine! And the orc fell face down from the sky in a solid knot.

I don't know if it's because of the reason why he was hanged just now, this guy has fainted. Although I was disgusted and wanted to vomit, I quickly got up and dragged this guy to the grass on the side.

I'm really afraid of disturbing the people inside.

After dragging it for twenty or thirty meters, I sat on the ground with my hands on my shoulder. Gasping for breath and swallowing two mouthfuls of saliva, I unloaded the orc's weapon and tied it up.

To be honest, the orcs who kidnap people are really not plugged, although their mouths are big, but the fangs on both sides are very in the way. To make sure this guy was alive, I smashed two of its fangs with a stone.

A tooth with the root of the tooth was pulled out, and the blood was dripping! Gee.

The other one was cut off by me. If I hadn't fainted a long time ago, I guess I would have fainted a few times. When I gagged it, I was suddenly worried that I would choke it to death with the blood that came out! Damn it! What a hassle!

After a busy time, I finally got it cleaned up. I just sat down and rested for a while. But just as I was wiping my hands, I suddenly saw that the serpentine mark on my hand was gone!

This discovery made my heart tremble, and I silently pronounced the name of the Grim Reaper.

I don't know if it's still there.

I dragged the orc away, and after I dragged it out a few dozen meters, the guy suddenly woke up, and it broke free from my grasp. I looked at the orc tied to the ground like a big green worm, and the guy stared at me in surprise.

I didn't squeak, just stared at him. Seeing that this guy was all unconvinced, I reached out and untied the belt that strangled its mouth, and I slowly reached out and pinched a large piece of rag in its mouth and pulled it out.

It vomited and spat out a large pool of blood from its mouth. Looking at its slightly painful appearance, I said, "Your teeth have fallen out." ”

The orc raised his face and looked at me in amazement, can you imagine that expression?

"Why do you speak our language!" Obviously not very comfortable without its fangs, it struggled to spit the words out of its mouth.

"Not only do I know your language, but I have defeated you." I say.

"Who are you!" This sentence should be a logical dialogue.

"Even if you know this question, it doesn't make sense, I tell you who I am, can you still find my family for revenge?" I snorted, "Why are you here?" ”

"Why am I telling you?"

"Don't you know your situation?" I frowned.

The orc glared at me angrily, "What do you want?" ”

"Have you not been defeated? How did you get here? ”

"We're not going to give up!" It's hard-mouthed.

"Hmph, you who give up and don't give up don't have any strength anymore, you are defeated, do you admit it?" I quipped.

"We're only temporarily defeated!" It looked unconvinced.

"Whatever you want." I shook my head, "Tell me what you're doing here?" ”

"I'm not going to tell you." It says.

"I hate it when people talk nonsense to me, especially if you don't tell me I can look it up, and it's not impossible for me to kill you if you are the way you are. And I'm guessing there aren't many people in there. "My smile is serious.

"What tribe are you from?" I asked. "Is it Blackstone or Dragon's Throat? Or is it a fire blade? Or what a mess. ”

The orc spat out a mouthful of blood, "How do you know about our clan?" ”

"Not only do I know that you have many tribes, but I have also dealt with many of your tribes, which tribe are you from?"

The orc bowed his head, "Blackstone." ”

"Is your chief still alive?"

The orc showed a look of anger, "Of course. ”

"Black hand? Your chieftain is called the Black Hand, right? "I look at its hand, it's not black at all." I remember a guy named Red, right? ”

The orc's expression was one that tried to suppress surprise with anger.

"Looks like I'm right." I said, "What about others?" ”

"He's not here." The orc said.

"Where?"

"In the far south." He said, "You don't want to find him." ”

"Hah!" I laughed, "Don't want to find him?" You also overestimate your leader, what was your leader's name...... Blackhan? Right? I'm not wrong. The one named Red was his son, and there was one I forgot what it was called, whether it was Maim or something. ”

The orcs didn't say a word, just stared at me.

"I never figured out how Blackham died." I said, "You know what? ”

The expression on its face was furious, as if my words had insulted it. I pouted, "I can also let you die with your chieftain." ”

"Orcs won't give in." It glared at me fiercely, but without its fangs, its mouth was as grinning as the waistband of its torn cotton pants, and it was not serious at all.

"Are you planning to do something here?" I asked.

"I won't answer you, human!" This may be its last stubbornness.

I find it boring to see it not cooperating, but one thing I know for sure is that there aren't many orcs in this stronghold, and while I may not be able to kill them all, there is definitely not a whole army in it.

I pulled out the dagger from my waist, and it saw my movements, but its face didn't change in the slightest. In fact, it is also understandable that their faces are either green or gray, and they can't see any other colors. "I'll send you on your way." With that, I'm ready to turn it out. But then suddenly a voice came to my head: "Stop! ”

I was stunned for a moment, this idea was definitely not made by me, and this voice was definitely not something I imagined out of thin air. I quickly turned my head to look around, no...... The sound didn't come from outside.

When I raised the dagger again, the voice rang out again, "You can't kill it." ”

I waited for the voice to come back to me, and sure enough, it came from my head. I immediately asked it in my heart: "Why?" ”

But the voice just vanished, disappearing without a trace as if it had never been there.

The orcs stared at my face as if they were dead, and I hesitated as I held my knife. But in the end my knife fell, but instead of falling on it, it cut the rope that was tied to its feet.

"." I said.