I'm not that kind of orc

I thought about it carefully, and soon understood.

"The problem of information leakage is more serious than you think." Mutafa breathed a sigh of relief, "The 'inner ghost' you uncovered yesterday—should be said to be one of the bodies occupied by a lich, is a high-ranking senior in the fortress. Officer. From yesterday's battle to the time we found him, it took nearly a day to dig out our information and send it back!"

I thought that finding out the spies was the end of the matter, but I never thought that these spies had already caused such serious consequences.

They actually spy on the route of the reinforcements, which means that they can ambush the reinforcements coming from all over to support the fort at any time, and destroy them one by one.No one here can be sure how much relevant information has been mastered by them.

"The rest of the support..." I couldn't help but look serious.

"I'm trying to send people to take action, but the situation is not optimistic." Mutafa shook his head lightly, "According to what we have now, the enemy has sent at least four troops, one of which is preparing to occupy the Eastern Territory. There is another pass that destroyed the southern mountain road, and the remaining troops should be planning to ambush other reinforcements. Fortunately, with the help of Ms. Roland, I got in touch with those reinforcements in time and asked them to change their course as soon as possible."

"But that also means that support will come later, right?" I immediately understood what he meant by saying that the situation was not optimistic. "How long will it take?"

"Five days, about 2 troops from the Eastern Territory." Mutafa gave a rather desperate number.

Can we really survive another five days under that offensive?What's more, 2 people is just a drop in the bucket.

Mutafa stared at me for a while, then threw another blow: "Actually, there are worse things I haven't said. The devil may still be getting stronger."

"What? How is this possible? The Demon King is dead!" My eyes widened.

"By devouring undead, high-level undead can strengthen themselves by devouring souls." Mutafa said in a deep voice, "While disposing of corpses and praying for the dead in battle, my subordinates discovered yesterday's corpses. , Both the enemy and the enemy have traces of the soul being extracted by necromancy. Then, you also saw the scene of the demon king absorbing the soul at that time."

Indeed, before the enemy retreated, gray-white spirit bodies were drawn from each corpse and absorbed by the black mist of the Demon King.

I was stunned for a long time before I realized a problem: "So, you specifically told me that these are—"

"I want to ask you something." Mutafa looked into my eyes.

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I approached Arthena's tent, it was not yet dawn, but she seemed to have already woken up, and the room was lit.

Mutafa's words from a few minutes ago still ring in my ears.

"Please take Your Highness out of here." Mutafa's expression was quite serious at the time, "Without reinforcements, relying on the remaining troops, it is more difficult to defend the Yinhui Fortress than reaching the sky."

Hearing what he said, I couldn't help being a little surprised: "You said earlier that she stayed and fought because of her own will... You didn't object when she wanted to stay here and fight!"

I spread my hands towards him.

"The situation is different!" Mutafa suddenly emphasized, "The situation was unfavorable before, but now it is desperate! What I respect is her will to fight, not to die!"

"Then what are you going to do?" I frowned.

Now that he opened up and told me, I simply asked about it.

"..." Mutafa was silent for a long time before he said, "Someone has to stay."

"Stay here to die?" I shrugged.

"Now it is not realistic to withdraw all troops in time without being caught up, let alone the civilians in the capital. The city will be destroyed sooner or later, but this place must not be given up to the enemy so easily. Behind us are the capital and the city. The king's tomb, if the enemy army captures it too easily, the kingdom's morale will be hit, the kingdom's appeal to other lords will be weakened, and if you want to counterattack and come back, you will have to pay a greater price." Mutafa said quietly Said, "What's more, before being breached, Yinhui Fortress can still play a little bit of strategic value. How many days can you hold on for? If you can't hold on, at least you have to delay enough time for the counterattack."

It seems that this old fellow also came to the conclusion that dying for the country here is the right answer after careful consideration.

"Where's your king?"

"That's why!" Mutafa frowned slightly, as if he had thought of something that troubled him, "I reported the situation here to His Majesty, but that bastard... His Majesty actually said that he would retreat if His Majesty wanted to withdraw." withdraw."

"Uh, what did you want to scold your king just now?"

"All in all!" Mutafa patted me on the shoulder heavily, "The top priority now is to persuade His Highness to evacuate. I have asked that brat Wikas to prepare, and you can take your people away by the way."

"You are Arsena's mentor after all, so you should know a little bit about her now." I glanced at his hand on my shoulder, "You want to die here, do you think she will be willing to leave with peace of mind? "

"That's why I'm begging you! You watermelon head!!" His grip on my shoulder suddenly became stronger.

Don't scold me, just scold me so smoothly...

"Although I don't want to admit it very much, if I want to say who can persuade His Highness, the only one I can think of is you." Mutafa stared at me and said, "Take her out of here, or I will fire you later. head!"

……

At this time, I stood still in front of the door. The female knight who was guarding the door saw that I didn't say anything, so she stepped back sideways to make way for me, and knocked on the door: "Your Highness, he is here."

I was stunned for a moment, and then I understood - Arsena probably knew that I was coming.

"Come in, Mr. Bullock, the door is unlocked." Alsena's voice came from the room.

So I opened the door and entered the room. Arsena was sitting in the middle of the room, dressed in military uniform, with her war hammer in hand, as if she was ready to go to war at any time.

She stared at me as I walked in, and asked me straight to the point: "Are you here to persuade me?"

With this outfit, this attitude, it was clear at a glance how she planned it.

I walked in, found a seat and sat down opposite her: "What are you going to do?"

"I want to stay." Arsena said with a pause.

"Have you figured it out?"

"Think clearly."

"Okay, then let's stay and think of a way." I patted my thigh, got up and was about to leave, "It will be dawn in a while, I'll go back to sleep first, see you later."

"Huh?" Arsena was stunned this time, and hurriedly called out to me, "Wait, wait a minute?"

"What, changed your mind again?" I turned my head and asked.

"No! I'm just... a little surprised." Arsena said blankly, "I thought you were here to persuade me to leave here."

"That old fellow Mutafa begged me just now, and said that he would kill me if I didn't take you out of here." I scratched my head.

"Then why are you..." Arsena looked confused.

"Compared to him, you are closer to me, why should I listen to him?" I shrugged, "Since you decided to stay after thinking about it, I respect your opinion. You have always been willing to stand On my side, and now I will stand by your side unconditionally."

Arsena opened her eyes wide at me. After blinking her eyes twice, she suddenly looked away and muttered in a low voice, "Aren't you afraid that Teacher Mutafa really opened your head? Teacher Mutafa's violent temper , maybe I’m not joking with you.”

"Is there a difference? He's always wanted to open my head." I said with a wry smile, "Let's be serious. You should have heard about everything. Do you think we have a chance of winning?"

"To be honest, I can't think of any other way to hold this place." Arsena lowered her eyes, "I just... can't leave the people in the capital and escape, before becoming the crown prince, I was a paladin. I also know that I should give up the capital and leave here if the overall situation is the most important thing, but I just can't do it."

"I always thought that we orcs would think that being brave to die on the battlefield is stupid in the eyes of you humans." I grinned, "I didn't expect human paladins to be so stupid."

"No, I'm an exception." Alsena also smiled relievedly, looked up at me and replied, "I'm just learning from Mr. Bullock! Anyway, I know that Mr. Bullock will definitely stay and talk to you. The enemy is smashing, so I have to stay."

"If you throw this pot on me, it seems that my head can't be kept by Mutafa." I touched the top of my head, and then said seriously, "Well, to be honest, I'm not too sure. It's too early to give up."

"So everyone is a fool." Arsena stretched out towards me, "Fools should fight side by side together! It doesn't matter if you are a fool, as long as you are not alone."

Suddenly, my heart moved, and I remembered that when this girl helped me solve the crisis between the tribe and Saidian, she also reached out to me like this.

"It's all about..." I smiled wryly and reached out to shake hands with her.

Although the hope is slim, maybe things will turn around.

At this time, I suddenly heard an eagle howling pierced the night sky.

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Having lived in the tribe for so many years, I am sure that I heard it right. This voice is the voice of the wild falcon—the orc tribe will domesticate them to convey messages.

When I went outside to look at the sky, I found the black shadow of the falcon hovering above the fortress, refusing to leave for a long time, obviously wanting to enter the fortress.It's just that it can't get close to here because of the barrier of the enchantment.

After observing carefully for a while, I put my finger close to my lips, and blew a long whistle—the two tribes in the Wild of Behemoths often use falcons to send messages, and some general-purpose liaison whistles have been formed, specially domesticated The past letter eagle will only respond to a specific long whistle.

I blew a few long whistles indiscriminately, and saw that the falcon did not respond, so I blew the correct whistle. This time, the falcon immediately responded with a long whistle, which made me more and more convinced that it was sent from the tribe Xinying, not the enemy's familiar, it is unlikely that the enemy can find out our orc's communication method so clearly, and they have just used spies to find out our information, so there is no need to send another Animals come to scout or do some sort of attack.

It’s just that no matter how smart the falcon is domesticated, it’s unlikely that it can find a place that it has never flown to. Normally, only after we send a letter with a falcon that knows the location of the tribe, can the tribe use the same falcon to send the letter. Falcon sent a letter back.

However, Wallis Valley is extremely far away from here. We have only settled in the fort not long ago. I have never contacted the Bloodaxe clan. Even if other people have contacted the tribe, it is impossible to get a reply so quickly.

"Mr. Bullock, what's the matter?" Alsena also walked out.

"It seems that there is a letter from the tribe, go to Roland and open the barrier a little bit." I turned and rushed to Roland's tent.

A few minutes later, the messenger falcon flew in through a small opening in the barrier, and I whistled for it to circle and descend, landing on my leather-clad arm.

I turned to Roland, stretched out the falcon on my arm, and asked Roland to use magic to explore it.

Finally, Roland nodded to me: "There is no trace of spells, it has not been cast, and it does not carry magic items."

It seems that there is no problem.

I was completely relieved, and took off the cloth strip tied to the foot of the letter eagle, held it in front of my eyes, and read it carefully. There were several messages written in small characters on it.

After reading it, I couldn't help but widen my eyes.

Roland also leaned over and took a look, and then smiled: "Oh, this is really..."

"What happened? No one can explain to me?" Arsena looked at us back and forth in a daze, she was the only one who couldn't understand the orc's writing.

"I'll go to the brothers in the army to verify it first." I waved the cloth, "If what's written on it is true..."

"If it's true?" Arsena blinked blankly.

"We may still have a chance to fight to the death." I said in a deep voice.

A quarter of an hour later, I took Arsena and Roland back to Mutafa's command room.

"It seems that you have succeeded in persuading His Highness." Mutafa breathed a sigh of relief the moment he saw me, "Hurry up and pack your things, it is best to leave within today, I will let Vikas send you to-"

"We're not leaving." I interrupted him bluntly, "I didn't intend to persuade her to leave in the first place."

When Mutafa heard this, his eyes widened: "But you didn't object when I told you just now!"

"But I didn't agree either." I shrugged at him.

"Mr. Bullock said he was on my side." Arsena puffed out her chest towards Mutafa with a proud face.

"..." Mutafa stared at me without speaking.

"Hey, don't be silent while stretching out your hand to the warhammer, okay? I'm here this time to tell you some good news!" Sensing his movement, I hurriedly stopped him.

"What good news?" Mutafa frowned suspiciously.

"We have reinforcements!" I took the cloth in my hand and shook it in front of him.

"Almost all the support routes have been controlled by the enemy, so how can there be reinforcements?"

"There is another reinforcement you don't know about." I pointed north. "From the Field of Behemoths."

"Orcs!?" Mutafa was taken aback.