The game is coming: I rely on the construction of the territory as a charter woman

Chapter 190 I guessed half right

One of the big fat sheep, Bridges, returned to the team with the remaining mercenaries, looking a little flustered.

When they came back, the mercenaries who stayed there subconsciously showed their weapons and looked behind them.

After confirming that there were no orcs chasing him, he set his sights on Bridges.

Sol frowned, and asked directly: "Bridges, what's the matter?"

The main reason is that Bridges looks a little bit embarrassed now, didn't he say he was going to investigate the situation?
Bridges stabilized his thumping little heart, and hurriedly said: "We were ambushed, and they didn't choose to fight us head-on, but waited until we were close enough to them before they shot. These orcs are a bit strange. Same."

Saul listened to Bridges' evaluation and glanced in the direction where O'Neill was. O'Neill was still standing on top, looking at them with contempt.

Especially after Bridges ran away, he became even more arrogant with the naked eye, laughing hahaha, looking very much in need of a beating.

When it came to the issue of strength, Bridges suddenly became energetic. "There are more than 300 orcs, the tiger head men are in their early [-]s, and the kobolds are in their early [-]s. They are all young fighters." All of them are very valuable. !
"What are they doing in this border area all of a sudden?" Sol couldn't help but think a little more, and then asked again, "Where's their level!"

"Basically they are junior fighters, and their offensive methods are very simple. If we dispatch most of our personnel, we will have a high probability of taking them down." Bridges couldn't help but said.

In fact, he was a little frustrated running just now, and now he can't wait to get back to the field.

"Are you sure there are only more than 300 people?" Philip on the side couldn't help asking.

"Okay, as long as there is no problem with the positioning of this map, there will be no mistakes." Bridges assured.

After finishing speaking, Bridges and Philip stared at Sol, waiting for his decision.

Saul was indeed thinking about it at this time.

He didn't intend to do anything unnecessary, but as Bridges and Philip said, this trip was a rare opportunity, and it would be a pity to miss it.

But when he really launched an attack, he always felt that this team of orcs violated harmony.

"What if they deliberately hooked us into an attack? What if they have a backup? The tiger-headed man you see above is still deliberately provoking us and luring us in. There must be a purpose?" Thor said directly , "I don't understand it now, so I don't feel relieved."

"Are you afraid they're hiding more orcs?"

"Ah."

"I don't think so." Philip couldn't help but said, "If it weren't for the fact that everyone has the equipment to locate their existence, we might have just passed by. Instead, I think it was intentional for them to provoke us. I thought they had backhands, so I didn't dare to attack them."

"That's right! If we hadn't discovered them, they would still be hiding in this forest! No matter what their purpose is, I think they just happened to meet us." Bridges also agreed.

The more I thought about it, the more I felt that this conjecture was correct.

It's just that the two of them didn't know at this time, their guess was only half right, and the other half was that this group of orcs really had the guts to make a fortune from them.

Sol silently repeated the game in his heart.

It also has to be said that Bridges and Philip got the point.

Maybe he was overcomplicated.

Thinking of this, I already have a decision in my heart.

"Okay, let's fight together." Sol said, "You two should be good people."

"Then how many people are better left?" Bridges said, looking at the shivering orcs who were surrounded by them.

In terms of the weak character of the sheep head man, there is no need to keep too many people.

Sol also thought of this, and said directly: "Leave 50 junior professionals!"

If the level is too low, you can't beat the orcs even if you go there.

"Okay." Bridges and Philip both agreed.

After a while, the candidate was selected.

As for the rest of the people, under the leadership of Sol and the others, they quickly headed towards the forest.

And O'Neill on the hillside watched this scene, and left without looking back without leaving a word.

Saul also paid attention to his situation here, and after seeing O'Neill leave in a "panic", his expression eased slightly.

It seems that it is really possible that they are playing tricks.

Immediately, the pace of progress was accelerated.

Seeing their disappearance, the mercenaries who stayed behind also randomly found a place to rest.

"How long do you think the captain can come back?"

"In a few hours, it will definitely be done."

"That is, if we don't go, how much will we get?"

"Don't worry! If the captains eat meat, we can definitely drink some broth."

"..."

A group of people looked relaxed and indescribably comfortable.

In stark contrast to them were the goatmen and other orcs who were connected by strings of ropes. Many of the orcs looked at the missing people, and a touch of longing rose in their hearts, and they whispered.

"Do you think those tiger-headed men can win?"

"Impossible! Looking at them like that, it is very likely that they will only become one of us."

"These people are so disgusting!"

"Wait! There is still hope."

"..."

If you can win, will you come to rescue them?

　Two more~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)