Captain Hank thinks today's experience is bizarre enough.

First, I met a group of unreasonable scouts like bandits, who were dragged by the other party to chase the vicious wolf cavalry; then I met a scout captain who was crazy and thought about going to the wolf cavalry camp with more than twice the number of people...

And now, when he saw the captain stepping towards the orc camp, he only felt that today's "bizarre experience" might have a more strange turn...

Waiting in the dark was not a good feeling. When Hank thought of the thirty-three orcs as strong as cows and forty-two wolves in the camp more than a hundred meters away, he felt his legs weak.

There was no idea of ​​running away in his mind, but the scout in Nolan Village dared to face the orcs, but it made him feel extremely contradictory. If Roddy said, "If you can't beat it today, we will retreat first", Hank would definitely be the first guy to turn his head and leave here. But Roddy rushed up as the captain. Even if Hank wanted to run away, the irresistible sense of shame made him unable to move.

No matter how timid Hank is, after all, a citizen of the Karen Kingdom who has a trace of blood in his heart: although he is afraid of orcs, it does not mean that he does not want to kill these orcs - his comrades were killed by all these orcs, and the entire team is left with him. This experience brings people not only fear, but also boundless hatred.

Although he couldn't have the idea of ​​revenge, he also had some fantasies in his heart - maybe these madmen who were not afraid of death... could they really kill a few orcs?

If they all sacrificed heroically, should they go back and tell others about their deeds?

After a long time of confusion, Hank finally gritted his teeth and decided: Even if he was called a coward, he must spread the deeds of these scouts' "heroic sacrifice" throughout all corners of the kingdom.

Even if he admits that he is a coward, he must do it.

After making such a decision, he was still a little excited about this wish. However, after thinking about it for more than two hours in the grass, he couldn't help but look up, and he realized that the camp in the distance was still quiet, as if the sneak attack had not begun.

These guys...will they throw themselves here and slip away?

His eyes swept across the bonfire in front of the orc camp. He saw the group of frightening wolves. He was frightened and shrunk his head and couldn't help but hold his breath. It took a long time to have the courage to look up again, and just as he wondered what tactics the guy named Roddy had arranged, the captain's indifferent step suddenly appeared in his vision.

He-he just walked over?

A staggering orc was chopping meat in front of the wolf, and the captain Roddy walked straight to the other party, and then... said something.

This scene really shocked Hank - he was stunned, and the first thought that arose in his heart was, "Did these scouts collude with orcs?"

Before the second thought could appear, the passing sword light in the distance cut off all his thoughts.

The scene that happened immediately made Hank completely stunned - Roddy bent down and began to drag the orc's corpse away, and began to tear the corpse and feed the wolf one by one, calmly leading the wolf pack to the distance...

After less than a minute, Hank finally couldn't bear the impact of the scene in front of him. He vomited all over the floor, but then he covered his mouth fiercely. He closed his eyes and tried not to recall the scene he had just seen, but the silhouette waving the scimitar was permanently rooted in his mind like a brand-

It's so scary, it's just a fucking human...

The stomach was turbulent. When he recovered, Hank felt that he had almost lost his strength to stand up. When he raised his head again, he found Captain Narody walking back to the camp.

Because the wolf left, three patrol orcs seemed to have noticed something strange in the distance. They were lying their necks and looking into the darkness, looking for the wolves that were led by Roddy - and Roddy, who had not walked out here, stopped at this time.

Immediately, he took off the horn bow on his back and drew an arrow from the quiver.

Hank thought he would see Roddy shooting the other person directly next moment, but he never thought that the captain of the scout would roar strange words in the distance - it sounded like it was the language of those orcs.

The three people in the distance stopped and then responded to something while walking towards Roddy. It seemed that they actually regarded Roddy as their companion.

Hank swallowed, and he saw Captain Roddy standing there waiting for the other party to come, as if he was not afraid of the other party discovering himself - that is, when the two sides were less than thirty meters apart, Roddy's arm holding an arrow suddenly moved.

Hank, who was lying in the grass, could not hear the sound of the bowstring. He could only see Roddy's arm pulling the bowstring three times quickly. When his eyes turned to the other side, the three orcs knelt on the ground almost at the same time, and then fell to the ground.

This scene happened silently, and everything in front of him was almost silent. Hank rubbed his eyes hard, and only felt in his mind that all this seemed to be an overly illusory dream, and he never woke up.

In his eyes, the still calm figure was walking to the orc's corpse, bent down and pulled the arrow out of the other party's throat.

Hank breathed heavily, trying to grab his cheek, but found that there was no other effect except pain that made him more awake... So he began to convince himself to be calm - the guy in the distance might be really a skilled scout captain, and he would definitely hide his body next, and then cooperate with his teammates...

As soon as this idea appeared, he saw Roddy walking straight into the center of the camp, bent down in front of the camp and threw it out to ignite the tent...

"Crazy... so fucking crazy..."

Hank seemed to be punched, feeling his whole face cramping because he found that so far... he had never guessed the captain's intention even once.

The shouting sounded in the camp for more than ten seconds. Orcs noticed the fire and rushed out of the tent yelled. And just as he lifted the curtain, an arrow shot through his head without warning...

The shocked expression didn't have time to appear. The body that was still rushing forward ran out for several steps and then fell to the ground. After a few convulsions, there was no movement.

Roddy stood openly by the bonfire, holding the horn bow in his hand, and when someone appeared on the tent, he shot directly with an arrow. His posture was too leisurely... Hank, who was witnessing everything in the distance, never thought that someone could remain calm in such a situation!

If the orcs were not being shot in various positions, Hank would have thought Roddy was standing on the school field to practice shooting targets!

The shouting was extremely panicked, and the orcs didn't understand what was going on. The five orcs who reacted first were killed immediately as soon as they walked out of the camp. The remaining orcs watched their comrades fall down with arrows in their heads. After a while, they found that the initiator was standing by the bonfire!

More orcs appeared from the tent, and Roddy's shaking his right arm was almost a phantom. Hank accepted the incredible scene in his eyes with a numbness. His only thought was: "Does this guy want to kill the entire camp alone?"

Of course, this idea is unrealistic.

The orcs finally reacted and screamed around Roddy. Originally, there were eight people who were shot directly by Roddy at this time. When they saw the enemies who gave up putting out the fire and rushed towards him, the scout captain suddenly raised his horn bow, shot a whistle arrow into the sky, and then threw away the horn bow.

"I'll die if I fight hard..."

As a bystander, Hank could naturally see Roddy's situation clearly. The orcs surrounding him from front to back and left to side had already surrounded Roddy, and it seemed that he was about to submerge him - but in such a blink of an eye, Hank suddenly completely lost the trace of the captain in his vision!

Roddy disappeared.

Just as Hank opened his mouth in surprise and looked at the distance and didn't know what to say, the sound of horse hooves suddenly came... At this time, he broke through the dark curtain of the night and rushed out of the shadow!

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When Xhosa was awakened by the noisy noise outside the tent, the dizziness caused by drinking wine did not subside.

His mind was confused and opened his eyes and glared for three or four seconds before he gradually remembered that the place he was now was not the tribal territory of Rohal's Hammer, but the border of the Kingdom of Karen.

When I confirmed this fact in my heart, the sound outside the tent seemed harsh - although I don't know when it is now, it is obviously abnormal for such noise to appear.

Could someone have a sneak attack?

When he thought of such a possibility in his heart, Xhosa felt that the wound on his back was inexplicably painful. The scene of a sneak attack by humans on the outpost he was at was seen more than a month ago, and the ominous premonition immediately made him feel inexplicably alert.

With a quick action, Xhosa rushed out of the tent with her breath. In the dark night, her shadowy subordinates were waving their weapons in their hands and rushing towards the bonfire. There were seven or eight corpses on the ground. Xhosa felt a stern and asked, "What's going on?"

But the response I received was the sudden sound of horse hooves coming from the other side of the camp—

The heart seemed to have a sudden stop at this moment. When he realized what this meant, the pleasure and courage remaining in his mind disappeared in an instant due to the fear that arose.

"There are enemies! They are cavalry! Dodge quickly!"

He shouted to his subordinates in front of the bonfire, but the war horses came too fast. Xhosa, who had extremely poor eyesight in the dark, only felt that the war horses that appeared side by side seemed to appear from the void. When the dozen orcs in front of the bonfire turned their heads one by one, pushed each other and tried to avoid them, the quick knights rushed in front of them.

"Damn..."

Because he was standing next to the tent, Xhosa was completely in a bystander position at this time. However, this angle made him more clearly see how the once proud subordinate was crushed by humans...
Chapter completed!