Black Dragon Code

"Caesar."

I waited until Sef and Gall left, and Luna, who was in the small house, flew in front of him again, and couldn't help but ask, "You ... really want to kill all the people outside?"

"Yes."

"However, many of these people are foreign adventurers. They are just to hear the news of summer grass, not the enemy." The little guy's mood was slightly ups and downs.

"No, it doesn't mean it will never be."

Caesar shook his head: "Do you think that the lord's army has arrived in the wild, will these people turn a blind eye and stand by? No, they will only join the crusade against the Crow clan, add straw to the dying camel, and attempt to fight this Take part in the feast of war. "

Caesar does not always try to use the worst of evil to judge others. As the battle is approaching, he must try to stifle the threat in the cradle as much as possible. If he does not break up the wolves before they have formed, wait for the lone wolves to gather in groups. The crow clan can only usher in the fate of being eaten.

"But cruel, if someone finds you, Ortorenzo's name must be on the list of crusaders."

Lu Luna was a little worried.

"So what?"

Caesar smiled at her: "I was originally a dragon."

If he could, Caesar didn't want war, he was not the kind of traverser who would go against the sky every day. His past life was just one of the billions of ordinary people.

As a black dragon, Caesar had no wish to rule the world. He only wanted to guard his one-third of an acre, being a vulgar lord who was not too big, not too small, not bad, and bad. Card, go to Eladia in Nuodea in your spare time and enjoy the scenery of the other world.

I have a small dream, but some people will not let him do it.

Hmm ... let's die.

After two years of rest and recuperation, the Crow Clan has a hundred powerful orcs that can really be called "warriors", but they have not directly launched an attack.

恺 Under Caesar's command, a hundred orcs were divided into two teams. One team put their weapons and armor on ox carts, and covered them with cloth. They drank and drank each other as usual, leaving the tribal territory like a summer grass pulp.

另一 The other team was silent, staying quietly in their respective holes with red eyes, fully armed, waiting for command.

Except for the army scouts who sent a few people to follow the orcs, no one cares about those who left, because in recent times, the orcs have been going to Mostar Grand Canyon daily to deliver and transport summer grass, right This is already commonplace.

Observers are more concerned about the movement in the crow territories.

The six scouts responsible for tracking away the orcs were also yawning and absent-minded. The original order they received was to observe whether abnormal creatures appeared in the Crow clan, and there was no interest in these ugly orcs with green skin.

The leader of this team is Ol'Kash. Don't look at the guys who are usually a little stupid, but they perform their tasks in a decent way. According to Caesar's orders, he quarrels with each other during the journey, and even lets the orcs Jungle hunting slows down extremely.

I dragged on again and again, and before the road was half way, it became dark first.

Ol'Kash muttered a few words, and then simply ordered to stop and settle in place, and it seemed to be ready to spend the night in this place.

The beasts sat down on their backs, set fire to the fire, and caught meat before grilling.

When smelling the scent of roasted lambs floating over the camp, they couldn't bear the scouts responsible for following them. Six humans have been watching the movement of these orcs. How can I have time to hunt for fresh meat, I can only go to my mouth. Plugs carry dry food.

After walking away for a long time, hungry and thirsty, the six scouts were filled with resentment as they watched the orcs yelling at the barbecue.

At this moment, they saw the leader orc waving his hand, shouting "friends, friends" in his mouth, and invited them to share the food together.

"It turned out that the orcs had discovered us long ago." Several scouts looked at each other.

"Hey."

One of the scouts made a suggestion. He had a thick voice and was a lot older than the others: "If I said, now that they have found out, then we might as well stand upright."

家伙 This guy is unkempt, and his hair and beard are not known for a long time. Unlike a soldier, he looks more like a bandit or a robber.

"Since these orcs dare to invite, we can't be despised and simply go for a meal. How about it, do you dare?" The old churros provoked and encouraged.

These people, however, were either direct armies of Count Brando and had never been appalled by appetite, shaking their heads, "Go to yourself."

"A few counselling packages."

The unkempt scout scolded, then stood up and dangled his belt: "I'll do it alone."

He said, in the disgusting eyes of everyone else, this guy gave a big grin and really walked over to the orc's camp.

After half an hour.

The old oiler held his stomach and raised his eyebrows, as if returning from victory, and returned safely. His mouth was full of oil and he was full of food. Obviously he was warmly treated by the orcs and had a meal there.

其他 The other scouts couldn't bear it anymore, just as the orcs sent out an invitation again, so they left the full-fledged old guy in charge of rotation, and Hula la all embraced the orc's camp.

The orcs apparently didn't treat them as outsiders, shouting at each other, and handing the fragrant barbecue to five slightly cramped humans.

Delicious food minimizes their vigilance.

的 The gap between eating meat ~ www.ltnovel.com ~ The leading orc suddenly patted his head, apologized to the five human soldiers, and then took out two pots of fine wine from the northern countries.

This time they were even happier, even Olkhash said he would give it to the old brother to taste it, and let the strong orc hold the wine and walk towards the place where the soldiers stayed. go with.

ten minutes later.

"Ah! Help--"

Suddenly a scream screamed in the distance.

Frightened by the five soldiers in the camp, they quickly dropped the barbecue and drew their swords.

However, they found that they had been surrounded by gangs, and the orcs who had smiled and changed their faces all changed their faces, exposing their fangs, and Modao Huohuo came towards them.

The sound of screams was endless.

A few scouts were chopped into mashed meat quickly, and at this time, Ol'Kash returned from a short distance, with blood on the bulging tusks.

The orcs lifted the cover on the ox cart, while wearing armor, joked: "Olkash, you guy will not kill that person, right? I didn't expect you to have this hobby."

"That guy is coming a bit, he almost ran for him."

Ol'Kash scratched his head and smirked, holding a torch to ignite the surroundings, and his smile was particularly terrible against the fire.

In the dry season, the wildness burns at a glance. The fire is burning and the smoke is rolling. Now it is late at night. The flames in the dark will panic all the creatures, but it will not have any effect on the orcs born with dark vision.

The beacon is the signal for the orcs to launch an attack. They are divided into two groups, one from the clan territory, and the other from the outer bread folder. In this case, the old wizard Soph also chose to take steps to ensure foolproof.

This is a massacre.