"Cuckoo Cuckoo!" Four regular Weijiu cries came from the front, and a small tree on the top of the hill automatically swayed left and right in the absence of wind. Baichuan and Roger were both refreshed and hung from the tree.

I poked my head out of the net bed to see what was going on.

A soldier ran over quickly: "Commander Bai, Commander Luo, the lookout post on the mountain reported that fat sheep have arrived! A large group of orcs, and several carriages. It seems that they are loaded with grain and grass."

Baichuan ordered: "Ask the outpost to check the number clearly. How many people there are. Also, do they have weapons? Do they display flags? Are they the army? All these must be checked clearly."

"Yes!!" The soldier took the order and left.

Roger chuckled and said, "It hasn't been open today. Who knew there would be so many here at once?"

Bai Chuan glared at him: "Don't be too happy too soon. It's useless to come too many times. The key is to see if you can eat it!"

"Ahem! How can we not eat it? There are thousands of us, and we are all well-hidden, so we have a geographical advantage."

"Humph, if the elite team of the Far East United Army comes, for example, a team like the Yun Province Dragon Team or the Minsk Team, it will be too late for you to cry!"

Neither of them made a sound. The cool wind blew quietly from the top of the dense forest, and the summer sunshine cast spots of light on the ground through the treetops. In the summer afternoon, it is easiest to let people

The moment of dozing. On the Far East Highway not far outside the forest, small groups of Xiuziying soldiers were leaning under the trees and dozing off. They were all sleeping soundly. Because of the hot weather, they were not wearing any armor, and they were not wearing any weapons.

On one side.

After a while, the messenger came back and said: "Report to your lord! There are five or six hundred people on the other side. They have no flags, but they have weapons. The queue is neat and orderly."

The two banner officers looked at each other and saw the hesitation in each other's eyes. It was true that they were coming from the regular army of the Far East rebels. This was a difficult bone to crack.

Bai Chuan whispered: "What to do?" She hesitated. Compared with the lone passers-by who robbed before, the regular army was much stronger in terms of strength and resistance. Although they were not large in number, once they clashed with them head-on,

No matter she wins or loses, she will have to pay a huge price. She really doesn't want to harm the lives of her subordinates - it's fine for something meaningful, but if you die for robbery, then your death is really worthless.

Roger gritted his teeth: "We haven't opened yet today! We haven't even caught a fat sheep, and tonight's dinner hasn't been served yet!"

Baichuan was speechless. Roger was telling the truth. It was already afternoon, and there was not even a little business today. If this continues, there will really be a northwest wind for more than 8,000 people in Xiuziying tonight.

She nodded: "Then let's give it a try! Be polite first and then attack. It's best if you don't do anything and ask them to send a few carts of food and grass over."

Roger walked over and kicked the soldiers' butts one by one: "Get up, get up, it's time to work!" The soldiers wiped their groggy eyes and got up, quickly put on their armor, picked up their weapons, and walked in quickly.

Their ambush positions. Everyone picked a lot of green branches and leaves to cover themselves, especially on the weapons, to prevent the metal reflection of the swords from being noticed by the enemy. The archers hid in the ditches on the roadside, where weeds

It's so dense that you can't see it once you enter.

Seeing that everyone had entered the position, Bai Chuan looked back and saw that the message tree on the mountain shook twice rapidly, which meant that the target was about to arrive. Roger whistled softly: "Hoo!"

In an instant, all the whispers of the soldiers were heard, and there was silence. The only sound in the forest was the wind blowing through the treetops, and the rhythmic "whistle" sound of the forest.

The target has appeared on the road outside the forest, and their figures can be clearly seen in the distance. Walking in front are a dozen scouts, who are about two hundred meters away from the team, and they are quite vigilant.

Gao, looking a little dodgy as he walked, looked at the road ahead, but didn't pay much attention to the woods on both sides. This puzzled Bai Chuan: the war is over, and the Zichuan family no longer rules the Far East. The Far East rebels are totally fine.

You are walking openly, why should you be so sneaky?

Then came the large army, with more than 500 orc soldiers advancing in four columns. The soldiers were surrounded by animal skins, tall and carrying on their shoulders the traditional weapons used by the orcs: heavy maces and javelins.

The queue was silent, with only the sound of neat "tap-tat" footsteps. The soldiers' temperament was calm and cold, and their steps were neat. Although there were not many people, the entire queue exuded a sense of desolation and solemnity. It can be seen that they are not that careless.

They were a miscellaneous militia group, but an elite division that had withstood the test of war. She wanted to find their flags to identify which army they belonged to, but she couldn't find their flags.

She noticed that there were several grain and grass vehicles sandwiched in their queue, and the soldiers protected the grain and grass convoys in two rows on each side. This did not conform to the marching order of the Far East rebels. Generally speaking, they packed the grain and grass carts.

The team was placed in the rear, following the large team. But this time they seemed to attach great importance to these carts of food and grass, using their main force to protect the last cart, especially the last cart. In addition to the outer layer of protection, there were also

There were dozens of tough soldiers surrounding the car, who were obviously specially guarding the car. Baichuan thought to himself, there is no reason at all! No matter how valuable the food and grass car is, why can't it be so precious?

She originally wanted to beg for a few carts of grain and grass from the other party first, but now it seems that the other side attaches great importance to these carts of grain and grass, and it is probably impossible to compromise. Then, the only way is to take action? Bai Chuan's heart sank: The other party

Although the number is small, they are very elite and powerful, and I am afraid that they cannot be tolerated by a lax and miscellaneous army like Xiuziying.

She gently leaned towards Roger and whispered to him: "It's better to cancel this operation. The other party is not easy to mess with. It's too risky."

Roger nodded in agreement. Although he was brave, he was not stupid. Veterans like them, who have been on the battlefield for a long time, can tell the strength of their opponents at a glance. He also said softly: "Then let's inform the front not to put any obstacles.

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"Gulitamu? (Who is he?)" the orc scout walking in front asked, turned around suddenly, waved his hand, and a javelin was fired like lightning towards the grass where Roger and Baichuan were hiding. Baichuan secretly cried out in pain.

, she actually forgot that the orcs' hearing was famously sensitive, and Roger was famously loud. Now, she couldn't even think about taking action...

Fortunately, Roger's reaction was quick. He pulled out his sword suddenly, and heard a crisp metal collision sound. The collision of the sword and gun spattered a few sparks. The momentum of the javelin was deflected, and it was inserted diagonally into the soft soil.

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Seeing that there were densely packed enemies on all sides, he had fallen into an ambush, and there was an uneasy commotion in the orc queue. Baichuan nodded with satisfaction: The soldiers from Xiuziying who came out this time were all Roger's men, and only

There were less than 3,000 people, but the effect of such a sudden appearance gave the opponent a great shock. The soldiers hidden in the woods and grass were looming, giving the opponent the illusion that there was a roar and the trees and grass were full of soldiers, as if there were tens of thousands of troops hiding.

In the forest, and the other party is in the light and you are in the dark, this adds a lot of psychological pressure to the other party.

The orcs were at a disadvantage and did not dare to take action, while the Xiuziying side was in a stalemate because the commander was unwilling to attack. Roger made a gesture, and a human archer who had been arranged in advance quickly stepped forward and hid behind the shield.

Behind them, he shouted in the language of the orcs: "Listen, keep all the food and grass, and pay a protection fee of 10,000 silver coins, and we will let you go."

The orc array was silent and there was no response. The archer shouted a second time. Bai Chuan sneered and made a gesture to indicate that he didn't need to shout anymore. She knew that the negotiation practice was that whoever asked for negotiation first would be the one to negotiate.

We are at a disadvantage. Now that we have made a price, it depends on how the other party responds. Now there is no second team of demons or rebels within a radius of 500 kilometers, and apart from Roger's troops, we have

Minghui and his troops can come up for reinforcements at any time. We have a comprehensive advantage and there is no need to rush to negotiate. The longer the delay, the greater the psychological pressure on the other party, which is beneficial to us.

She ordered: "Fire a burst of arrows to scare them."

The archers fired arrows as ordered, and the arrows sparsely fell on the open space in front of each other. The orc formation became restless and commotion: all the arrows were deliberately shot in the open space in front of the orc defense circle. This was obviously

Intimidation shows that humans are absolutely capable of wiping out all the naked orcs. Now they are just giving a final warning. Under such a severe threat, she believes that the other side's commander will definitely react.

Sure enough, someone in the orc array answered in blunt human language: "Who are you from? Why do you want to intercept us?"

Which party? Thinking of this question, Bai Chuan felt sad. Who are his people? He was once a family officer, but now he has been abandoned by his motherland. He is despised and spurned by people, and he is unwilling to join the demon clan.

, helpless, the first Xiuzi camp was just a group of desperadoes wandering around, robbing homes and homes. Thinking of this, she became angry and said to the caller: "Tell them to stop talking nonsense and pay the money obediently, otherwise

Just let them die."

Roger said: "It would be good to tell our names and make them afraid."

Before Bai Chuan could stop him, he had already raised his voice like a drake and shouted: "Listen, we are the famous Xiuziying Legion! I am Lord Roger, the commander of the legion! What's up, I'm afraid!

Hahahahaha..." In order to show that he was confident and sure of victory, Roger laughed loudly, and the wild grass soup he had eaten last night swayed in his hungry stomach.

"Hahahahahaha..." Unexpectedly, after listening to Roger's introduction, thunderous laughter suddenly broke out in the Orc camp. The Orc soldiers laughed forward and backward, and many people laughed so much that they sat down on their butts.

He couldn't even hold his weapon and dropped it to the ground, and his laughter was so unbridled and unscrupulous. The queue in the defensive circle suddenly relaxed, and the orc soldiers walked away from behind the covering carriage.

Come out with a smile on your face.

They were baffled by this change, and Roger even blushed with laughter. He yelled: "What are you laughing at!"

An orc came out of the queue and walked directly towards Roger. The soldiers in the front row holding javelins and shields stopped him: "What do you want to do?" Dozens of bright bows and spears were immediately aimed at him.

The orc raised his hands to indicate that he was not carrying weapons. Bai Chuan nodded and said in a loud voice: "Let him come over."

She guessed that he was a messenger coming to negotiate. The orc approached, saluted respectfully to Roger and said, "Sir Roger, long time no see! Oh, it turns out that the beautiful Miss Baichuan is here too."

Roger and Bai Chuan looked at each other. When did they have this half-orc acquaintance? Bai Chuan asked tentatively: "Your Excellency is..."

"My name is Deb, and I am the village chief of Malan Village in Wage Province. Our village is next to Bulu Village. Delen, the head of Bulu Village, is my cousin's cousin's cousin's cousin. Back then,

We once took refuge in your Xiuzi camp together - don't you remember?"

Baichuan and Roger suddenly realized. They vaguely remembered that there was indeed an old half-orc named Delen who had a good relationship with Zichuan Xiu. As for his bunch of relatives... thousands of people came to surrender at that time.

Each one remembers so much! What’s more, in the eyes of humans, every orc looks almost the same: tall, thick body, and thick black hair. Who would take a closer look at what an orc looks like?

Well, it's almost like a gorilla anyway.

Although he couldn't remember, when everyone said this, they could be considered to have established some friendship. Roger coughed dryly: "Well, I said, Deb, the thing is like this, this, um, this..." His face turned red.

They all stood together, and Bai Chuan next to him was too embarrassed to raise his head: The upright family officer has now been reduced to a gangster. And since everyone knows each other, it would be a bit embarrassing to say anything like "leave money to buy money".

Deb was very generous: "Sir Roger, Xiuziying helped us when we were in the most difficult time. We will never forget our friends. Now if you have any difficulties, just tell me."

We will do our best.”

Roger breathed a sigh of relief and his expression became calm: "Oh, okay, okay. To tell you the truth, we have been in a bit of a dilemma recently. We are a little short of food and grass...".

Before Roger could finish speaking, Deb had turned around and shouted: "Bring the grain truck over here." The orcs responded loudly and drove over the first few trucks filled with grain and grass. Then they jumped out of the car and handed it over to

The soldiers who arrived at Xiuzi Camp. Bai Chuan noticed that what they handed over were only a few grain trucks on the periphery, but they were still densely surrounding the truck in the middle and protecting it fiercely. On the surface, it looked like an ordinary truck.

The grain carriage was no different, but it was sealed tightly and no one could see inside. Bai Chuan was quite puzzled: "What exactly is inside?"

Before she could think clearly, Deb handed another heavy cloth bag to Roger: "There are silver coins in this, which may not be enough for ten thousand, but it is still a little bit of our kindness. Please don't dislike it."

There is no reason to dislike money! Roger secretly opened the bag and took a look. The silver light shone and the weight was heavy. He smiled brightly: At that time, he called for ten thousand silver coins, which was completely asking for money, waiting for the other party to bargain. Now there are so many

, which already made them overjoyed. He thanked him profusely.

Baichuan felt more and more puzzled: the other party's generosity was too much. Not only had their food and grass been robbed, but they also took the initiative to send money as tribute. Although he had done a little favor to them, he was not worthy of the other party's attentiveness. So,

The purpose of them taking the initiative to send money is...

Baichuan only thought of one possibility: they wanted to conceal and preserve greater wealth.
To be continued...