The rescue operation went well, as it was late at night, and the guards in charge of guarding the captives were all killed, and they did not attract the attention of the orcs until everyone had been untied from the ropes and chains.

However, this is only the first step in the rescue, and it is definitely impossible to quietly leave with these hundreds of people.

Among the captives were the elderly and children, and the escape could not be fast, and it had to be delayed enough to give them a chance to escape.

In response, Wayne summoned a few of the captives who seemed to be more reliable, then took out some of the weapons he had collected earlier from the space bracelet, and said to them:

"There's only one chance, and I'll create chaos in the orc camp and attract the attention of those soldiers."

"You must take everyone with you and flee back to Long Lake."

"If something like this happens, the woodland elves should come to your aid, and after tonight, you should be safe."

After saying this, he explained the details to the others, then put on the invisibility cloak again, and left the place where the prisoners were held.

In charge of this raid on the town of Long Lake was a war chief of the Grey Mountains, named Gurut, who was barely a mid-level force among the many orc clans in the Grey Mountains.

However, don't look at the number of half-orcs under Gurut's command is only a few hundred, not as many as the residents of Changhu Town, but the half-orc race has strong reproductive ability, and it belongs to the race where all the people are soldiers, and in terms of combat units alone, the number of soldiers under his command is more than seven or eight times that of Changhu Town.

It was precisely with such a large number of warriors that they were able to defeat the entire town of Long Lake in one afternoon, snatching a large number of supplies and prisoners.

Originally, this war chief had a good life in the mountains, and the main enemy was the dwarves from the Iron Hills region, who knew that suddenly an order from the highest level made him immediately take his warriors and run thousands of miles to plunder the town of Long Lake.

And because the main enemies of the orc clans in the Gray Mountains have always been the dwarven clans from the Lonely Mountain and the Iron Hills, for a long time, they have far surpassed most of their peers in terms of war ability and forging ability, second only to the half-orcs in the Modo region.

After the night's revelry, Grut rested beside a huge rock beside a campfire, as alcohol was a rarity among orcs, and that was the main reason why they couldn't resist drinking tonight.

Equivalent to a dirty and damp dirt floor, this stone block is not only sheltered from the wind and rain, but also quite dry, making it a good place for him to sleep.

But as he fell asleep, Gruth suddenly felt a chill on the back of his neck, an inexplicable chill woke him up, and his most loyal wolf companion let out a long howl like a warning.

Without thinking about it, Gulut's strong body immediately rolled to the side, and then he felt a pain in his neck, and a large amount of blood flowed down the right side of his neck, as if the artery was directly severed.

This discovery shook Gurut's heart, and he immediately covered the wound on his neck and shouted loudly at the top of his voice:

"Enemy attack! Enemy attack! ”

As he shouted, he looked towards the spot where he had just been lying.

I saw that under the light of the bonfire, a tall figure wearing blood-red armor appeared there like a ghost, holding a short sword with cold light in his hand.

Before he could see the man's face, he heard a voice in a lingua franca that came to his ears:

"Cut! Whether this thing is a dog or a wolf, it actually smells of me. ”

The man's figure suddenly vanished, and then instantly appeared behind him.

This time, Gurut didn't have time to react, the sharp short sword in the man's hand was just a horizontal slash in an instant, and in the flash of the blade, Gurut's head rolled off his neck with a grunt, leaving only an angry expression.

However, because of Gruut's warning and the long howl of the huge wolf beside him, many orcs in the barracks were awakened, and they all looked towards Wayne's location.

Looking at the corpse of the war chief on the ground, as well as many of his companions who were killed in their sleep at some point, the scene was cold for a moment, and then instantly erupted into fierce curses and shouts of killing.

Wayne, who was found out, could only give up the original idea of continuing to assassinate some orcs, and blew the whistle loudly calling for deathclaws.

As the melodious whistle blew farther and farther, a dull beast roar mixed with excitement and excitement instantly resounded throughout the night sky.

With the sound of loud footsteps, the deathclaw's powerful body, like a steel cast, immediately rushed out of the hidden place.

It panted and ran wildly on both feet, trampling all the orcs who dared to stand in its way like a toy model, and there was no pause between movements, just to reach its master's side faster.

After cutting off Grut's head, Wayne casually threw the filthy orc's head to the ground, and then rushed towards the place where the deathclaw was running, and a flash rushed over, and a chain of lightning slashed out, cutting down five or six more orcs.

Once the two sides converged, Wayne rode back onto Deathclaw's back and began directing his pets to slaughter the entire orc camp.

Unlike the petite, goblin-like orcs in the Misty Mountains, the orcs of the Grey Mountains are also called the Great Orcs.

They are generally about the same size as humans, and even a few tall members can reach a height of about two meters, plus most of them are wearing iron armor and the weapons in their hands are quite sophisticated.

Although deathclaws still have an overwhelming advantage over them, they can no longer be like chopping melons and vegetables like they can against the orcs of the Misty Mountains.

At the very least, with the bite force of the death claw, it will also feel laborious when biting the iron armor, and its claws cannot cut the metal at will like cutting the flesh.

In the face of these half-orcs in iron armor, Robin adopted more of a trampling and slapping attack, just like a car crash, directly using huge force to shatter their internal organs.

However, after the initial confusion and shock, the savage and ferocious character of the orcs regained the upper hand, and the barracks of the orcs numbered four or five hundred in number, and they were themselves in an open place.

It didn't take long for Wayne and Robin to be surrounded by orc soldiers.

Warriors and wolves tried to climb up to his back following the skin of Deathclaw, trying to attack Wayne on the dragon's back while looking for weak spots on the beast's body.

Later, they also found oil drums and ropes, and tried to use strong ropes to tie the legs of the deathclaw to knock the beast down, or use the power of the fire to directly ignite the flesh of the deathclaw.

As the saying goes, two fists are hard to beat four hands, even with the strength of death claws, it is impossible to resist too many enemies.

Fortunately, there is also Wayne on the battlefield, and the Alchemy Bomb and Thundercloud Storm play an excellent role at this time, once he finds out where the orcs are quite densely populated, and which orcs find ropes or other items that threaten deathclaws, he will strike hard and nip the threat in the bud.

The night was very long, and the battle between the deathclaws and the orcs lasted for a long time.

The two sides gradually changed from the initial temptation, the tough confrontation in the middle, and finally to wandering and experimenting.

Eventually, after an almost two-hour battle, the orc from the Grey Mountains was defeated and scattered as he could no longer withstand more death.

And after a night of fighting, even the death claws with amazing physical strength couldn't help but stand between the mountains of corpses and the sea of blood, gasping for breath.

However, as the most powerful beast in the post-apocalyptic world, Robin's recovery ability is still very strong, and after resting on the battlefield for an hour, one man and one beast began to return to Long Lake Town along the road he came.

Due to the exertion of physical strength, the speed of returning was slower than when he came, and Wayne even encountered a team of captives fleeing on the way to Long Lake.

When the captives who had survived the death learned that Wayne had defeated such a large orc army with just one man and one beast, no one could fail to feel grateful to both of them.

In this regard, Wayne was not modest, and while taking over the command, he also told them about the current situation in Long Lake Town.

A group of people hurried all night, and finally returned to Changhu Town before noon to successfully reunite with their families.

And as the person who contributed the most to this operation, Wayne was treated like a hero by everyone as a matter of course.

In the face of this hero who saved the entire town of Long Lake, all the residents of the town were willing to obey his orders, and under his command, began to extinguish the flames in the town, collect the corpses of the townspeople, find usable supplies, and build temporary refugee shelters.

And when the time came to noon, a group of woodland elves wearing gorgeous armor finally rushed to Changhu Town from the dark and dense forest on the other side of the lake with a large amount of supplies.

For these residents of Changhu Town, who did not die, emergency supplies were brought.

(End of chapter)