"The warriors of our tribe are brave in combat because of their confidence in their strength. Human beings are weak and can be bullied because they cannot fight against our strong warriors alone during battle, so they feel fear, fear, and no fighting spirit... Once they fight, they will not trust their comrades beside them, and they will often scatter, which is the most important reason why we have never suffered losses in border disputes."

"But once they start to taste victory, they begin to lose fear of us, and no longer fear our warriors. Zoro, you will gradually find that we are not as powerful as we imagined. To be honest, our soldiers are indeed stronger and taller than humans, but humans can make up for such defects through war horses... They have better weapons and armor, which is a gap that we cannot ignore."

"Just from the traces, their number is even less than forty, and by now, they may have killed more than three hundred of us soldiers."

Zoro frowned and then asked in a low voice: "Teacher, then we are here for the sake of."

Before he could finish his words, he found that Sarota reached out to pull out a piece of grass sandpaper from his robe's pocket and handed it over gently. In amazement, he immediately took it with both hands. After turning it on, he suddenly realized that it turned out to be a map.

You should know that the cultural level of the Orc Kingdom is much behind that of humans. Although it has its own cultural heritage, the proportion of "illiterate" is almost 90%. There are only seven or eight of the nearly 100 wolf knights outside who can read. Only those who have witch doctors like Sarota and Zoro can study things like "maps" that seem ordinary in the eyes of humans.

It is no exaggeration to say that orcs rarely use maps, let alone the precisely marked "high-end goods" in Zoro's hands!

No matter how you look at it, Sarota is a stunning and beautiful alien among the orcs. He understands the reason why humans can expel orcs to the grassland nearly a hundred years ago, so he never stopped exploring and learning. Now, this kind of learning has shown results.

This map drawn on grass sandpaper is almost the same as the one in Roddy's hand, and is even more accurate in some details than that one.

The drawings have marked the village destroyed by Roddy and the locations where two wolf cavalry were attacked. These locations are very regular. Zoro soon discovered that the accident site almost all along the borders of the "Rohar Hammer" and the "Blood Spear" tribes...

"He-if this is what he did on his intuition, then. He is."

“It’s scary.”

Sarota nodded, with a little cautious and serious expression on his face, "I even doubt whether there was a spy like the Earl of Frances among the orcs, otherwise."

He shook his head and added in a low voice: "No matter what, such a guy..."

"It must be removed."

Zoro turned his gaze to the map, and then gradually understood why Sarota came to the Cossack village - because according to the previous rules of Roddy's attack, this is almost the best choice next.

"They have successfully aroused the hatred of the two tribes. It is hard to imagine that a human who has never been to the orc kingdom has a clear understanding of the contradictions between tribes and knows that this simple and effective way will make us fall into internal friction." Sarota sighed, and said helplessly: "Even if we tell Chief Rohal, it is inevitable that we will fight against Blood Spear. In fact, whether we can intercept these humans or not, it is already considered a loss."

"This time I admit my failure, but these humans who killed more than 300 of our tribes must be removed!"

Sarota's eyes were cold and awe-inspiring. Zoro knew that the teacher's character would do what he said, and at this time he understood what he wanted to do next.

"Then I'll go and let the soldiers lie in ambush now and wait for them to come... to join the Internet cafe."

.....

In the early morning, the heavy rain gradually stopped.

In such an environment, it is almost impossible to say that you should sleep soundly at night, but the scouts have become accustomed to the way to recover their physical strength under difficult conditions, so when the order to get up was issued, their mental state was still full. They walked out of the camp one by one, began to organize their equipment, drink water for the war horses, and began to prepare for the last raid in the entire operation in silence.

Captain Soderol rode his horse back to the camp from a distance when the team finished preparations. He went to reconnaissance Cossack Village in person before sunrise, but unfortunately, it was raining heavily at that time. Soderol could not obtain enough information due to vision problems. He could only look from a distance and confirm that it was normal and returned to the camp.

"Captain Roddy."

When he came to Roddy, his armor was soaked, his face looked a little pale, and he was obviously feeling a little uncomfortable by the morning breeze.

"I guess I can't see anything, right?"

Roddy raised his hand and handed him the wine bag, while he kept twisting his waist and swaying his legs so that his body could enter the combat state as soon as possible.

"It's raining heavily, and the village has no lighting, but."

Soderol pursed his lips, as if he was embarrassed.

"What's wrong?"

"Nothing. I can't see clearly, I can't make any judgments, and I have no abnormal signs."

Soderol shook his head, and said that... Cossack Village is no different from the village where the team raided before. He just wanted to say something was wrong with this village, but it was just an inexplicable intuition and no basis for any substance. For him, Roddy has long become an unsurpassed mountain in his heart - so much so that he was afraid that his "intuition" would lead Roddy to make wrong judgments and thus affect the entire action.

Roddy, who had just woken up, was thinking about herbs in his mind. He did not notice the other party's hesitation but stopped. He just nodded and took out the "thorn leaf clover" collected before and distributed it to all soldiers for them to feed the horses who were about to go to the battlefield. Although Ruger and others did not quite understand its function, they strictly implemented the orders at this time.

Roddy turned over the horse, looked into the distance, and said, "After this mission, he went straight to the southeast and walked around the death swamp to return. Everyone must be careful to follow the team. If there is any situation, report it at any time."

"yes!"

The soldiers' responses were not as passionate as they had just left Nolan Village, but were filled with indescribable calmness and calmness. Such emotions already showed the difference between this team and the one they had when they went to war.

Roddy nodded with satisfaction, then gently pinched the horse's belly, placed the replaced war horse, and immediately led the team to the Cossack Village in the distance...

Because the resting location was very hidden, they, not far from Cossack Village, quickly saw the quiet village in their sight. At this time, the grassland after the rain seemed a little slippery, and the horses were a little struggling when going uphill. Roddy slowed down slightly, then built a pergola with his hands and looked at the target in the distance.

Dozens of tents were arranged in an orderly manner, rooting on the gentle grass slope like small mushrooms.

"Prepare for combat."

Roddy raised his palm to make tactical instructions. Soderol and Ruger immediately conveyed the order to the soldiers. In an instant, the silent atmosphere was broken by the crisp sound of the sword's scabbard. The team that had originally gathered closely spread to both sides under the silent command. Within half a minute, a standard two-layer rushing formation tacitly formed.

The team continued to move forward and gradually entered a kilometer range.

The wind passing by his ears was cold after the rain, and the fresh smell of fragrant grass was filled with breathing. The scouts pinched the sword in their hands, their bodies were slightly lowered, and they made preparations for the next sprint.

Everything seemed to be no different from the five villages that they had attacked before - they just needed to charge and wave their swords in the astonished eyes of the orcs who had no time to resist, and this action would perfectly conquer the palace...

But just as Roddy was about to raise the scimitar in his hand and order to charge, Sodlor, whose brows were frowning deeper and deeper, finally couldn't help but shout: "Captain Roddy! Something seems wrong!"

The most taboo thing for the army with high morale is to stop in the middle of the way. Soderol did this without a big deal. Carter and other scouts just found it strange, but Ruger stared at Soderolol with a very ugly expression, obviously very dissatisfied with his behavior.

However, Roddy, who was rushing in the front, seemed to have noticed something, slowed down immediately, turned around and asked in a low voice: "What's the situation? Explain it clearly."

He did not blame or dissatisfied in his words, because Roddy himself felt something was wrong. The awkward feeling of being peeped at and being stared at by others always existed. Although it was not obvious, it kept his vigilance at the highest point. At this time, Soderol suddenly spoke, as if he had proved some of his premonitions...

In other people's eyes, Soderol is just a team leader now, but Roddy understands how capable this guy can be.

"It's too quiet, this is not right - the orcs should start to move out at this time, but until now, the village cannot even see half of the orcs, and they don't even make fires, which is not normal."

"Captain, I didn't see anything unusual, maybe it was just a coincidence?"

Ruger's tone was a little dissatisfied, but before he could finish his words, he saw Roddy raise his hand and make a "silence" gesture to him...

The familiar sign language kept appearing in Roddy's hands, "quiet", "stop moving forward", and "standby" instructions made the entire team stop silently. Then the designated candidate - Roddy raised his hand to signal Sodlor to follow him, and signaled that Ruger and the remaining team members would circumnate to the southeast side of the village. After a series of gestures simply formulated a combat plan, Ruger nodded to accept the order. Although he was a little confused, he immediately took the scouts to the distance.
Chapter completed!