"The warriors of our tribe fight bravely because of their confidence in power. Human beings are weak and deceitful because they cannot stand alone against our strong warriors in battle, so fear, fear, and no fighting spirit arise in their hearts... Once they fight, They don't trust their comrades at all, and they tend to disperse, and this is the most important reason why we have never suffered from border disputes."
"But once they start to taste the victory, start to lose fear of us, and no longer fear our warrior Sauron, you will gradually find that we are not as powerful as you imagined. In terms of objective factors, our soldiers are indeed stronger and taller than humans , but humans can use horses to make up for such shortcomings...they have better weapons and armor, this is a gap that we cannot ignore."
"Judging from the traces, their number is not even forty, and up to now, they may have killed more than three hundred of our soldiers."
Sauron frowned, and then asked in a low voice: "Teacher, then what are we here for?"
Before he finished speaking, he found that Sarota reached out and took out a piece of grass sandpaper from the pocket of his robe, and handed it over gently—he was surprised and immediately took it with both hands. After opening it, he suddenly found that it was actually a piece of paper map.
You must know that the cultural level of the orc kingdom is much lower than that of humans. Although it has its own cultural heritage, the proportion of "illiteracy" is almost over 90%. Of the nearly 100 wolf knights outside, only seven or eight are literate, and only Saro Only those who have the heritage of witch doctors like Ta and Sauron are able to study things that seem ordinary in the eyes of human beings like "maps".
It is no exaggeration to say that the orcs seldom use maps, not to mention the "high-end products" with accurate markings in Sauron's hands!
No matter how you look at it, Sarota is an amazing and talented alien among the orcs. He understood the reason why humans were able to drive the orcs to the grassland nearly a hundred years ago, so he never stopped exploring and learning. Now, this learning has shown results.
This map drawn on grass sandpaper is almost the same as the one in Rody's hand, and even more accurate than that one in some details.
The village destroyed by Rody and the location where the two wolf cavalry were attacked were already marked on the blueprint. These locations were very regular, and Sauron soon discovered that the accident locations were almost all along the lines of "Rohar's Hammer" and "Blood Spear". "The borders of the tribes...
"He—if that's what he does intuitively, then...he really is."
"very scary."
Sarota nodded, with a serious and serious expression on his face, "I even wonder if there is a spy like that Earl Francis among the orcs, otherwise."
He shook his head and added in a low voice: "No matter how you say it, such a guy..."
"It must be removed."
Sauron turned his gaze to the map, and then gradually understood the reason why Sarotta came to the Cossack village—because according to the rules of Rodi's previous attacks, this was almost the best choice for the next step.
"They have successfully provoked the hatred between the two tribes. It is hard to imagine that a human who has never been to the orc kingdom knows clearly about the conflicts between the tribes, and knows how to use this simple and effective method to make us fall into internal friction. Sarota sighed, and said in a rather helpless tone: "Even if we tell Chief Rohar now, it is inevitable for us to fight Blood Spear. In fact, no matter whether we can stop these humans, we have already lost." "
"This time I admit my failure, but these humans who killed more than 300 of our tribe must... get rid of them!"
Sarota's eyes were cold and awe-inspiring. Sauron knew the teacher's character of keeping what he said, and at this moment he also understood what to do next.
"Then I'll go and let the soldiers lie in ambush and wait for them to come... and throw themselves into the net bar."
... ..
In the early morning, the heavy rain gradually stopped.
In such an environment, it was almost impossible to sleep soundly at night, but the scouts were used to recovering as much as possible under difficult conditions, so when the order to wake up was issued, they were still in a full state of mind. One by one, they walked out of the camp, began to organize their equipment, drink water for their horses, and silently began to prepare for the last surprise attack in the entire operation.
Captain Soderol rode his horse back to the camp from a distance when the team was ready. Before sunrise, he personally went to scout the Cossack village, but unfortunately, it was raining heavily at that time, and Soderol couldn't get enough information because of the vision problem, so he could only look at it from a distance to confirm Returned to camp after returning to normal.
"Captain Roddy."
When he came to Rody, the armor on his body was soaked, his face looked a little pale, and he was obviously a little uncomfortable being blown by the morning wind.
"I guess you can't see anything?"
Rody raised his hand and handed him the wine bag, while he kept twisting his waist and swinging his legs in order to get his body into a combat state as soon as possible.
"It's raining heavily, and the village doesn't have much light, though."
Soderol pursed his lips, seeming a little embarrassed.
"What's wrong?"
"It's nothing. I can't see it clearly, and I can't make a judgment at all. No abnormal signs were found."
Soderol shook his head. Speaking of it...the Cossack village is no different from the village that the team raided before. I just wanted to say that there was something wrong with this village, but it was just an inexplicable intuition, and there was no real basis for it , For him, Roddy has already become an unclimbable mountain in his heart—so much so that he is very afraid that his "intuition" will cause Roddy to make wrong judgments, which will affect the entire operation.
Rody, who had just woken up, was thinking about the herbal medicine in his mind at this time. He didn't notice the hesitation of the other party. He just nodded, took out the "thorn leaf grass" collected before, and distributed it to all the soldiers for them to go. Although Ruge and the others didn't quite understand its function to feed the prepared horses that were about to go to the battlefield, they strictly followed the order at this time.
Rody got on his horse, looked into the distance, and said: "After this mission is over, go directly to the southeast, bypassing the death swamp and return. Everyone must be careful to follow the team closely, and report anytime if there is any situation."
"yes!"
The soldiers' responses were not as passionate as they were when they left Nolan Village, but they were indescribably calm and calm. Such emotions already showed the difference between this team and the one they had when they set off.
Rody nodded in satisfaction, then lightly clamped the horse's belly, placed the replaced horse, and immediately led the team towards the distant Cossack village...
Because the resting place was very hidden, they were not far from the Cossack village at this time, and they quickly saw the quiet village in sight. At this time, the grassland after the rain seemed a little slippery, and the horses struggled a little when going uphill. Rody slowed down a little, then built a pergola with his hands, and looked at the target in the distance.
Dozens of tents are scattered in different places, rooted on the gentle grass slope like small mushrooms,
"Ready to fight."
Rody raised his palm to give a tactical instruction, and Soderol and Luge immediately conveyed the order to the soldiers. In an instant, the atmosphere of silence was broken by the crisp sound of the blade being pulled out of the scabbard. Under the silent order, it spread out to both sides, and within half a minute, a standard two-layered formation was formed tacitly.
The team continued to move forward and gradually entered the kilometer range.
The wind blowing past the ear reveals the coolness after the rain, and the breath is filled with the fresh smell of grass. The scouts clenched the long swords in their hands, lowered their bodies slightly, and made preparations for the next sprint.
Everything seems to be the same as the five villages they attacked before—they just need to charge over and swing their long swords in the astonished eyes of those orcs who have no time to resist, and this operation can perfectly close the palace...
But just when Rody was about to raise the scimitar in his hand and order to charge, Soderol, who was frowning deeper and deeper, finally couldn't help shouting: "Captain Rody! Something seems wrong!"
An army with good morale is most taboo to stop halfway. Soderol's doing so is tantamount to committing a big taboo. Carter and other scouts just find it strange, but Luge stares at Soderol with an ugly expression. dissatisfied with his behaviour.
However, Rody, who was rushing to the front, seemed to have sensed something, and immediately slowed down, then turned around and asked in a low voice, "What's going on? Tell me clearly."
There was no blame or dissatisfaction in his words, because Rody himself felt something was wrong. The awkward feeling of being watched and stared at was always there. Although it was not obvious, it kept the vigilance in his heart at all times. At this moment, Suo Deluoer suddenly spoke, as if proving some premonitions in his heart...
In the eyes of others, Suo Deluoer is just a small captain, but Luo Di understands how far this guy can go.
"It's too quiet, it's not right—the orcs should start to come out at this time, but until now, there's not even half of the orcs in the village, and they didn't even light a fire, which is not normal."
"Captain, I don't see anything unusual, maybe it's just a coincidence?"
Ruge's tone was somewhat dissatisfied, but before he finished speaking, he saw Rody raise his hand and made a "silence" gesture to himself...
Familiar sign language kept appearing in Roddy's hands, and the instructions of "quiet", "stop moving forward" and "standby" made the whole team stop silently, and then it was the designated person—Roddy raised his hand to signal Soderol to follow himself, and signaled for Ruger and the rest of the team to go around to the southeast side of the village. After a series of gestures and a simple battle plan, Ruger nodded to accept the order. Although he was a little confused, he immediately led the scouts to the distance go around.
Rody and Soderol, who stayed here, started heading towards the Cossack village along a circuitous route.