The fire lasted for a whole night. Caesar thought about it again and again, but in the end he did not choose to take action. Instead, he crawled quietly in the nest and waited for news.

He had reason to suspect that the scouts were originally coming for him.

The combat effectiveness of the Shiyao clan is not secret at all. Neither the great wizard Sff nor the one hundred warriors have been exposed to outsiders openly.

If the other party really wants to swallow this tribe in one bite, there is no need to send scouts to investigate. Instead, they send soldiers to surround the area quietly and then launch an attack at the fastest speed.

Then, there is only one reason why the other party sent a scout, which was that there was someone else behind the Shiyao clan, and he wanted to see the details clearly before taking action with all his strength.

"It's that guy."

Caesar suddenly thought of the unusually statured caravan leader, the young man - Roy Brando.

Among humans, only he had in-depth contact with the Stone Crow clan, which may cause such doubts.

Therefore, in this case, in order to avoid being discovered by the opponent's "Witcher's Eye" and other survey spells, Caesar chose to hold his troops that night.

Sometimes, the unknown is more terrifying than the sharp sword. Before not knowing the depth of the Stone Clan, Roy is unlikely to attack and come up directly. Instead, he will choose to continue to send a small force to harass and constantly test.

And Caesar was able to take advantage of this and gradually erode Roy's vitality.

At dawn, when the orcs dragged their tired bodies and gathered together, he found that many of the soldiers had wounds on their bodies, some even serious.

"A total of 144 humans were killed."

Gal grinned, his right cheek was so red and swollen, as if he had been hit hard by a hammer: "Eighty of them were wearing crossbows, using the standard weapons you mentioned."

"These guys are better than those adventurers. When we launch an attack unexpectedly, we can still stabilize our position and form an effective counterattack. We have twelve brothers who are gathered by swords and arrows and die." After speaking, Gal's voice choked up slightly.

Such a war loss ratio actually has achieved quite fruitful results, but those who died are all tribal compatriots who live together day and night, so the orcs are inevitably depressed.

"Everyone goes back to your own nest. You should go to bed and get your injuries."

Caesar gave the orc warriors a command. When he started, he had taken over the dominance very smoothly. After comforting the warriors, the black dragon turned to ask the old wizard: "If I guess correctly, the women of the tribe are not as weak as humans. They can also pick up weapons when necessary."

"Yes."

The old wizard responded. His main purpose last night was to use spells to monitor the edge of the entire territory to prevent any fish that missed the net. With such a large workload overnight, even as a great wizard, he could not hold on, and described his fatigue and haggardness: "...but it's hard for them to have the combat power of men."

The words were slightly concealed, mainly because Sfer had a hidden worry and was worried that Caesar would send women to carry out dangerous tasks.

After all, even the elite warriors suffered casualties in the battle last night. If it were a female orc with a weaker combat power, this number would probably have to be several times higher.

"rest assured."

Caesar heard Sff’s subtext and said calmly: “Women don’t need to fight yet, let them be responsible for reconnaissance missions. If they encounter an enemy, they should be given priority to protect their own safety and avoid them as much as possible.”

When both sides are not aware of the depth, the confrontation of intelligence reconnaissance has become a very important part. If Roy can prioritize the existence and strength of Caesar, he can quickly judge the situation to launch an attack.

On the contrary, if Caesar was the first to discover the camps and commanders of the human troops, he could also formulate a beheading plan to kill the enemy with one blow.

War is not a joke. It is the first time that Black Dragon has encountered this situation. Without experience, he can only apply his knowledge to actual operations as much as possible, and supplement it with an extremely cautious mentality, be careful and strive to do the best he can do.

...

The sound of the forest lingers in my ears.

The stream at the bottom of the valley was rushing through the stone slab riverbed, and the sunlight rippled on the water. Under the trees, war horses neighed softly, stretched their hooves to sway the solid soil covered with dead leaves, and the soldiers lowered their voices and made a depressing joke.

From time to time, Roy heard the faint sound of spear collision and the sliding of the chain mail. This time, he brought a thousand soldiers this time, and now he had just passed through the Mostel Grand Canyon.

However, his face was not very good, because the investigators sent before had completely disappeared. Roy had a premonition that the soldiers had died in the wilderness and were discovered by the other party, and were swallowed up in one breath.

As time goes by, facts have gradually confirmed this speculation.

"interesting."

Roy played with the family emblem in his hand. As a member of the Brando family, he was not worried about the death of eighty soldiers. What really shocked him was the decisiveness and cruelty that the other party showed in this confrontation.

He once ordered the soldiers who went to reconnaissance to avoid conflicts with the Stone Clan, and even retreat if necessary. Their mission is to check whether there are abnormal creatures in orc tribes.

Without using swords, those stupid orcs will definitely not be aware of the danger.

The Shicao clan will take the lead and brutally kill everyone. There is only one possibility for the reason why they have another person or a highly intelligent creature among them. He (it) controls the Shicao clan, and then based on his own analysis and guess, he will take action ruthlessly and decisively, wanting to kill the possible threat in the cradle, and at the same time show its power to potential enemies.

Roy had conceived the existence of that creature more than once, but sometimes he would doubt whether he was fighting wits and courage with the air. But now everything has been decided.

That creature must exist.

"Interesting guy, what are you? Human? Fairy? A weirdo? Or... a dragon?"

Roy laughed. The other party was very smart. He wiped out all his investigators in one fell swoop, leaving no living, resulting in him being ignorant of him.

Next, if you continue to send someone to test it, it will happen that you will hit that guy's thoughts and will be eroded and weakened by that guy step by step.

but--

Roy narrowed his eyes. What the other party didn't know was that this was exactly the manifestation of his guilt. If he was really a fearless and powerful existence, he would not care about the investigators he sent at all. He would only allow human soldiers to wander around the Stone Clan. After his main force appeared, he would show his fangs and eat them all in one breath.

"That guy is definitely not so strong that he can't accept it."

After reaching this conclusion, Roy acted resolutely and immediately began to issue an order: "Catus!"

"exist!"

The trusted knight who had shown up before took two steps forward.

"Take ten people and change horses to the Gnoll clan and the Gnoll clan, and order them to prepare for battle and wait for news in the third forest area of ​​the Mangye."

"yes!"

The knight stroked his chest and obeyed the orders, grabbed the horse's belly, and pointed ten people together to walk with him.

"No one else is allowed to leave the army, repair it on the spot, and set off again in half an hour." Roy took a sip of water and rolled over and dismounted: "At dawn two days later, we must arrive in the wilderness."
Chapter completed!