A magnificent voice echoed in the sky, and the giants above him and the orcs behind him all stopped moving and looked at him in unison.

"Of course, I just want to give my people a way to live!" Hearing the voice of his ancestors, Tokayf hurriedly spoke.

Boom, there was a loud bang on the wall on the west side of the pass, and a giant statue "grew" out of the wall, and the colossus held a torch in its hand, which was exactly what it looked like in Iowa.

"Descendants of the Galloping Horse Family, I can give you a chance, as long as you swear to protect your people and draw a gate on the city wall with your blood, I can let your sub-gate pass through this gate and enter the Galloping Plain safely!" With fire in his eyes, the giant stared at Tokaf.

"I swear!" As soon as Tokaf finished speaking, he felt a thick fog around him, and a voice woke him up in the next second.

"Captain, Captain Tokayaf, Sylvifer asked you to gather the team now, and said I want to talk to you alone!"

Tokayv looked at everything around him, his tent, his sleeping bag, his map, his weapons and his armor, nothing had changed, everything just now was really just a dream.

"Captain? Are you awake? The attendant outside couldn't hear the response, so he hurriedly asked again.

"Got it!" Tokaf, who had recovered his strength, hurriedly said, "I'll go right away!" ”

……

The night was still long, and inside the commando supply depot in Abaidi, the capital of life, Neil lowered the magic mirror.

"How? Is there any danger on the Dogtooth side? Nedland Wilson stepped forward and asked.

"Not at the moment, the edge of the forest is very calm, and several large rat tribes have not even entered the forest in the last 3 days." Neil's face wasn't relaxed, "It's not normal, unless they want to give up on the forest." ”

"It's also possible to accumulate strength." Nedland nodded in analysis.

"Whatever the truth, now that the decisive battle in Iowa is imminent, we must launch some offensive to deal with that side." Neil walked to the map and pointed to the edge of the basin, "I asked the dogs to go to Siem Yuan with them, which is far away from the main force of the royal court, we have never been there before, and the nezumi should not be very wary of us. ”

After some discussion, Neil and Netherlands led the team out, and after this period of personnel replenishment, his team has reached 140 people.

The 30 new additions are all demon bearers from various city-states with a certain foundation in swordsmanship or horsemanship, and they ride ordinary war horses and protect several carriages.

The rat people rampant in the basin are a hateful threat to both the human race and the city-state where they were originally located, and everyone naturally has no pressure to deal with them.

"Captain Neil?"

As soon as the team set off, the newly joined Schreiner suddenly sped up a few steps, ran to the front, and asked Neil, the team leader, "Can I also get up on the Black Scale Horse and fight with you?" ”

"Aren't you a warrior monk? I'm afraid it's not suitable for immediate combat, right? Instead of bothering to refuse, Neil asked questions.

"But I am more familiar with the basin than you, there are not only dark rivers to the west of the basin, but also some swamps, I have been following my teacher in the basin for the past few years, and I am more familiar with the terrain than you."

Neil thought for a moment, agreed with the warrior monk, and asked her to change horses with one of the horsemen. Sure enough, under the guidance of Shreiner, the team embarked on a small path, which not only had almost no nezumi along the way, but also shorter than the main road.

The team made their way northwest, and soon they could see the mountains of the Orc Plateau and the waterfalls near Siem Yuan from under the gradually brightening sky.

It's already mid-October, the sky is getting colder, and the knights' iron frames are condensed with morning dew.

When the tops of the mountains to the west were already sprinkled with gold, the horse team could see a white team appear to the south, it was the frostwolf knights with canine teeth.

"Chief? It looks like there is a fight between orcs ahead! Shreiner suddenly shouted, pointing to a lake to the west.

When everyone looked around, they saw a large area of gray-brown animals on the ground biting each other, and one of them, a mouse the size of a brown bear, had bitten several other slender orcs to death in the blink of an eye.

"That's ...... Two swarms of rats? Neil looked a little confused.

"No, it's the otter clan and the rat people, the otter clan belongs to most of the dogs in the dog king's court, and the rat people belong to a separate one." "The ratmen are outnumbered, and if we don't go, the otters won't be able to survive." ”

"Since it's the enemy of the rats, we have to help the farm!"

Neil shouted, and led the team straight over, less than a kilometer under the black-scaled horses' hooves in only a few minutes, hundreds of rats and 3 intermediate rats, not enough for Neil's people to slash in one round.

"Roar~" The body of the high-level demon rat was inserted with 3 demonic swords, but it was still able to pounce on a barbarian, just when it was about to completely break the barbarian's neck, Neil stepped forward with two personal soldiers, and without saying a word, inserted a demonic sword into the rat's shoulder.

Completely enraged, the high-level rat gave up on the brute under him and flew towards Neil.

Shlena constantly observed the fighting style of the barbarian cavalry, charging, slashing, dodging under the claws of high-level monsters, once a member was pounced by a monster, at least 3 other barbarians would alternately attract the attention of the monster to ensure that the other members could treat the injured in time.

She had never understood why more than 100 barbarian cavalry could run rampant in Hindukir, where there were many orc tribes, for many days, not only making the local tribes agree to sell the Terran slaves in their hands, but also giving the orc army from the royal court an extremely headache.

However, on closer inspection, the whole team is like a delicate boxer, attacking, defending and moving are extremely orderly, and the same number of orc troops, without the help of demonic beasts and dependents, are indeed no opponents of these barbarians, and even with the leadership of high-level rats, they cannot be severely damaged.

"What a wonderful team," Schreiner exclaimed, looking at Neil as he swam over the edge of the claws of the big rat.

"How? Barbarian warfare is interesting, right? A female knight approached Shreiner's side and looked at Neil with the same admiration, "Except that there is no Grand Knight as the captain, they are almost comparable to any Marquis Knights." ”

Looking at the female knight beside her, Shlena thought for a while and said, "Knight Dandilian, although these barbarian cavalry are elite, they can't fight in the empire, right?" ”

"Why not? For the strong, anywhere can be a battlefield. A smile tugged at the corner of Dandilian's mouth.