Kate opened her mouth in surprise, but didn't know what to say. When the entire team crossed the national border, Kate finally asked: "Since you all know each other, why are there so many troubles?"

The werewolf captain was up and down on the new mount. The new mount was left behind by his cousin when he left, but only one was left. The other orcs did not have this treatment. The captain responded with a clear face: "This is

The rules of the empire are that no matter what time, business is business and private business is private. They cannot be confused with each other. Even my mount is considered part of the business. The only private business is what he said in spoken language, and it doesn't matter.

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"Second question, since you knew I was coming, why didn't you just let us pass?" In fact, Kate had the answer in his mind, but he thought it was better to let the captain say it.

The captain turned his head and looked at Kate and said: "Now that we are walking on our own territory, we must take strict precautions against outsiders, so we still have to go through the necessary procedures." Kate opened her mouth to ask more questions, but the captain tensed up.

The reined horse turned around and ran to the front of the team, giving Kate no chance at all.

The captain came to Woji with his mount and asked: "There was no information to pass on just now?"

Woji nodded and said yes, "The patrol just now told me that Tarn Province will become the first battlefield of the scheduled battlefield, so we need to speed up. In addition, the main rebel forces in the province have been controlled. We

It is unlikely to encounter a stronger opponent, after all, this is a small country."

"Don't be careless. The eyes of the entire continent are now fixed on the Orc Empire. Since my cousin can say that, there must be some basis for it. You must be extra careful!"

"Yes, sir!"

Looking at the distant horizon and looking back at the blurred graves, the werewolf captain suddenly sighed and said: "You still let me go back alive, but I don't know that they are the most dangerous!"

Orc Empire, capital of Tarn Province.

"Has Fengya not come back yet?" Rat Man Malos asked the guard next to him. The guard shook his head and said he didn't know. This guard was a human. He turned out to be a captain of the Chengdu Defense Force. When he was guarding the capital, he was alone.

He remained undefeated against three werewolves, but was later beaten with a black stick by the fourth werewolf and captured. A few days ago, the deputy commander-in-chief of the first battlefield, Feng Ya, released him and appointed him as a member of the capital guard.

As the orcs in the capital guard have been able to get close to each other in the past few days, he has had a certain change in his view of the orcs. However, when he faced Malos, he was still a little frightened. It was not because of anything else. He was just a third-level

He is a warrior, but this short rat man is a third-level warrior god, so you can imagine the great pressure.

Malos was anxiously circling back and forth on the steps of the square, getting faster and faster, making the human guards around him dizzy. Malos was thinking about other things, and he didn't realize what he was doing to the people around him.

What an impact it had. When one of the guards couldn't bear it anymore and was on the verge of collapse, a sudden voice from the door attracted Malos's attention. Looking left and right, Malos immediately restrained himself from the pressure, plus the pressure next to him.

After the guard helped him behind him, the guard who almost fell down finally recovered and did not make a fool of himself.

"Malos?" The werewolf's eyesight is very good, so Fengya recognized Malos from far away, and handed over all weapons and equipment such as swords, daggers, ropes, throwing knives, wolf claws, and armor to the inspector for inspection.

After the guards, Fengya trotted all the way to the rat man. As soon as he stopped, he heard a muffled sound from behind. The human holding Fengya weapons and equipment fell to the ground because he could not bear the weight. The other guard

I quickly helped him up and called two more people to help, because there was another tauren unloading equipment in front of me, and it seemed that his equipment was much more than that of the werewolf just now!

Turning his head in embarrassment, Fengya patted Malos on the shoulder and said, "I didn't expect you to advance very quickly. It looks like you are about to break through, right?"

"It's not even close. You should be able to break through when you come back, right?" Malos gave a gentle push, and Feng Ya's hand slipped from his shoulder. Feng Ya looked slightly surprised when he saw this, even though he looked ordinary.

He patted his shoulder, but in fact he had used some strength. Ordinary orcs may not be able to push it, but the Malos in front of him really surprised him. However, he was surprised. The orc empire had another powerful one.

However, he was still very pleased, so his expression was quickly replaced by joy.

Seeing the serious look on Malos's face, Feng Ya also put away his playful expression. Just as Bellows came to him, he asked: "Are you here to announce an order this time? Or is the envoy of God here in person?" Feng Ya

When asked, Malos did not answer directly but asked instead: "What is the current situation of the rebels on Liluo Mountain?"

"They are still trapped in the mountains now, but I ordered to send them the minimum guarantee of food and grass. They are starving to death and have no food to eat. It will be difficult to fight again, so they are still consuming it now. I don't think it will be more than a few days.

, morale will be extremely low. When the time comes, whether to fight or surrender, we will have the initiative. Why do you ask this? Has the empire given any new orders?"

Feng Ya knew that Malos rarely showed his wisdom because he was obsessed with swordsmanship. Feng Ya knew that as long as Malos started to think about it, his ability to strategize would be higher than his own.

Malos still didn't answer Feng Ya's question but thought for a moment and said, "In this case, I have nothing to say, but some rebels must be eliminated. Do you all know this?"

Looking at each other, Feng Ya and Feng Xiang nodded heavily. The troops that must be eliminated here are none other than the troops related to the temple. After investigation, in the province, except for the troops from Liluoshan and a few other

Some of the troops are not outside the forces of the temple, and the remaining ones are inextricably related to the temple. Moreover, there is evidence that some rebel armies become stronger as they fight, and the possibility of external forces getting involved is almost 100%.

These uneasy factors will seriously affect the strategic layout of the first battlefield, so the empire requires that these rebels be eliminated as quickly as possible. Of course, elite troops like Liluoshan must be retained, and training must be strengthened to prepare for future plans.

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The three of them entered the main hall without any further ado. High above the main hall, there was a person lying on a white throne. Judging from his posture and breathing, he looked like he was asleep. Next to the throne, there was another person.

A veiled fox woman looked as motionless as a statue.

Malos signaled the two of them to stop and be silent, while he took three steps forward and whispered: "Sir, they are here."

The person lying on the throne did not move, and Malos did not dare to make a sound. However, he soon felt that the atmosphere in the hall began to become subtle, and an invisible pressure centered on the person lying on the throne.

Waves of pressure spread, and he felt it quickly because of his high level, but the pressure bypassed him the moment it hit him. Malos was surprised and could not help but tilt his head slightly.

Heavy breathing suddenly sounded in the empty hall, because the echo amplified the volume, and the hall was immediately filled with the heavy and suppressed breathing. The two staff officers of the Imperial General Staff were gritting their teeth and persisting, but they were sweating uncontrollably.

Slowly sliding down, a drop of sweat soon fell on the smooth stone surface of the hall, causing a small splash.

Of the two people, Feng Xing's appearance was much scarier than Feng Ya's, because his eyeballs began to become congested with blood under the tremendous pressure, and his heavy breathing made his body tremble involuntarily, but even so, his body did not sway as much.

After more than one finger, the pressure began to slowly increase, the sweat beads on the two people's faces began to collect in streams, the water stains under their bodies began to slowly smudge, and the shaking of the two people's bodies began to increase, but the two people still tried their best to persist.

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Finally, when Feng Ya also started to gasp for air, Feng Xing's eyes had turned red, his nose spurted white gas from time to time, his body swayed more and more, and his legs began to slowly bend, even though Feng Xing tried his best to straighten himself.

However, the more he struggled, the greater the pressure became. Just when the bellows was struggling to hold on but was about to give up, the pressure on the body suddenly disappeared, and the bellows, unable to react, suddenly jumped into the air.

The height of the main hall is about three meters. The bellows jumped directly and hit the top of the hall. He rolled his eyes and fainted. Malos quickly caught the bellows and turned his body to remove most of the force of the fall before lifting the bellows.

He slowly placed it on the main hall. At this time, Feng Ya's body also softened and he fell loosely to the ground. However, his consciousness was very clear and he did not pass out.

"Do you know why you two are being punished?"

A lazy voice sounded from the throne, but the person lying on it still didn't move. If it weren't for the lingering sound in the hall, I might have thought that he hadn't spoken.

The pressure on Feng Ya slowly dissipated, but he couldn't get up. He lost control of his body from the moment he fell, but the only place he could move was his mouth.

After taking a few breaths, Feng Ya said respectfully: "Please make it clear, sir."

"You don't know, then I really have to explain it to you." As soon as the voice fell, the people on the throne started to do something, but no one could be seen except Malos in the center of the hall.

"In the Garden Plan, do you know why you gave the order not to let the rebels come into contact? What about the neat army? How far did you go on the first battlefield I asked you to set up?" The man on the throne

The series of questions made Fengya a little overwhelmed and felt aggrieved.

"Master God Envoy, what did I do wrong? Liluoshan's army is indeed an elite force. The troops on hand are insufficient and there is no way to eat them all in one go. The layout plan for the first battlefield has been submitted, but it may not be in your hands yet.

If adults punish me for these things, I will not accept it!"

After saying that, Fengya struggled with his hands and stood up.
Chapter completed!