At this time, while the magicians were desperately looking for their commander, I was standing in a grove on a hill with Yiya and several survivors. Looking around from this hill, I didn't find the so-called majestic and spectacular Canglang Defense Line at all. Looking up, there was nothing but wilderness everywhere, and a group of nomadic tribes gathered on the plains a few kilometers away from me.
"What the hell is this place? Where are those magician troops? Didn't the guides from the damn Mocast Empire say that the distance and direction were completely correct? What the hell is this place?"
Looking at the strange and desolate surroundings, I couldn't help but curse in a low voice, and at the same time, in my heart, I cursed the senior magicians who came to the Kingdom of Yan from head to toe.
Thinking back then, it would have been better to lead the magician troops to use flying magic to forcefully chase after the undead army! At least in that case, I wouldn't have to worry about the current situation.
To be honest, I am really worried about the safety of those magician troops. If they are wiped out due to this transmission error, then the Canglang Line will be in danger. . . . .
Similarly, if there is a problem with the Canglang Defense Line, then with the invasion of the orcs, I am afraid that all the benefits I have just gained will be wiped out. . . Whether it is my weapon shops throughout the entire East Continent, those precious skilled craftsmen, or the honor and status I have gained in the Kingdom of Yan, they will all become a bubble with the invasion of the orcs.
"Go search around and see where we are, but be careful not to let anyone find you..." As I cursed in a low voice, Yiya ignored my emotions, and after taking a quick look around, she immediately began to assign people in an orderly manner, preparing to gain a further understanding of the surrounding situation.
"Sir, don't worry. I believe they will be able to reach the Canglang defense line smoothly. You must be tired from setting up the magic circle just now. Take a rest first and make plans after you find out our location!" After instructing her subordinates, Yiya came over to comfort me who was restless, and casually took off the leather bag filled with water and handed it to me.
"Fortunately, almost all the magic circles were set up by me under the guidance of those old immortals, and then they set them up one by one. Otherwise, these nearly one hundred large magic circles would have definitely cost me my life. Speaking of the magic circles that were actually set up by me, the magic circle we came here was mostly completed by me, but the final placement of the magic crystals and setting of the transmission distance were done by them in the end..." I answered Yiya casually, but as I spoke, I seemed to think of something slowly, and my last words even began to speak incoherently...
Damn it! I slapped my head hard. At this moment, I almost wanted to bang my head against the wall. I thought! How did I end up in this godforsaken place? This is a complete and basic calculation error. . . . . . There are more than 80 magic arrays. Except for the one I use, which is arranged according to the normal transmission capacity, I used overload transmission for the rest. According to this situation, when setting the magic release rate, my transmission array should not be like other magic arrays that release magic power at overload. . . But now, this one has teleported me away. . . . . .
"Oh no! This is going to be troublesome..." The problem that suddenly popped up in my mind hit me hard.
"Sir, what's going on? Is there any problem?" Hearing my scream, Yiya, who was about to prepare a place for me to rest, immediately ran back and asked me hurriedly.
"Damn it! Our current position...position...may already be...outside the Canglang Line..." After thinking about this problem, I myself could hardly believe that all this could be true. If this really happened, then it would be absolutely a dream for us to sneak back into the Canglang Line before the orcs retreat.
At the same time, when I expressed my idea, both Yiya and the survivors who were on duty beside me breathed involuntarily, and the expressions on their faces became gloomy.
“Don’t worry, my lord. No matter what, we, the warriors of the remnant clan, will do our best to ensure that you return to the Kingdom of Yan, even if it costs our lives…” Perhaps because of my slightly stiff face after seeing their performance, or perhaps because their family’s hopes were placed on me, several remnant clan soldiers immediately patted their chests to express their opinions to me, and at the same time, Yiya’s helmeted head nodded slightly.
After listening to the statements of these survivors, my panic-stricken heart calmed down a lot. After comforting them, I immediately let the soldiers disperse and took Yiya to the highest point of the hill. The first thing I had to figure out was where I was, and I had to roughly understand the location of the enemy and the route I should take to return to the Canglang Line.
"Sir, we still don't know where we are, but we caught something that shouldn't be found in the Canglang defense line..." Before Iya and I reached the top of the mountain, we heard the voices of the survivors sent out by Iya for reconnaissance. The team was originally 10 people, but now it has become 11 people, and 4 of them are obviously injured to varying degrees.
Soon, as the team of soldiers brought the captive to me, my original suspicion was immediately confirmed. We are definitely outside the Canglang defense line now, otherwise this team of soldiers would never have been able to capture a wolf orc from the northern wasteland.
"Where did you catch him? Have you found their base?" Looking at the listless werewolf in front of me, I didn't plan to get anything out of him right away. After all, I only have a squadron of survivors at hand. Let alone the main force of the orc army, even if it's a patrol team, I'm afraid it will be difficult for us to get an advantage. The combat effectiveness of the orcs can be seen from the few injured soldiers in front of me.
"We met him at the foot of the mountain. He was walking over from the tribe at the foot of the mountain. We didn't get close to the camp because we were afraid of being discovered..."
"Let's go, call our people back immediately, let's leave here..." After listening to the soldier's description, I gave the order to evacuate without much thought. According to my thinking, in broad daylight, a soldier missing near the barracks would definitely be discovered in a short time. We who are so close to them must be extremely unsafe. . . . . . . (To be continued)