"Our emperor has mobilized 5 million troops. Currently, 2 million of them are fighting against the humans on your Canglang defense line. Another 2 million main forces are gathering at Crazy Lion Castle. As soon as the defense line is broken, our emperor will lead us to kill all of you lowly and cunning humans..."
"Shut up. Apart from what you should say, you can just swallow the rest we don't want to know..." Hearing his threatening tone, I not only stopped him viciously, but also added another hole on his body.
"Okay! Okay! You damned cruel human, you will get your comeuppance in the future... We orcs will never let you go... Damn it, I say!" After teaching him a lesson again, the orc begged for mercy again because he couldn't stand the piercing pain. Unfortunately, although he looked very painful, I still noticed something from his flickering eyes. . . Humph, you are still a little naive to deceive me. Orcs have always been known for their bravery and fearlessness. Just based on my previous actions, a human may not be able to stand this level of pain, but for orcs, although this is not a tickle, it is definitely not enough to make him betray his tribe.
"From here, we can return to the Canglang Defense Line controlled by you humans. In addition to returning to the Canglang Defense Line from the front through the area controlled by our main force, we can only return from the left and right sides of the Canglang Defense Line.
On both sides of our main Five-Colored Wild Beast Legion are the 200,000 Demon Wolf Cavalry from the Fierce Wolf Tribe on the left, and the 50,000 tribal soldiers from the Jaguar Tribe on the right.
In addition, it can also affect your troops returning to the Canglang Defense Line, which is the camp you saw when you captured me. It is the temporary gathering place for our fox warriors. . . . . . "
After listening to the confession of the fox orc, I and the survivors who were still present were silent. According to these confessions, on our way back to the Canglang Line, we need to pass through at least two orc camps with large military forces.
Judging from the scale of the orcs' gathering, our group of a hundred or so people would be in great trouble even if they were discovered by a patrol team of orcs, let alone engage in a head-on battle.
Among us, it is hard to find anyone who dares to surpass those orcs, especially those orc warriors who are responsible for combat missions, except Yiya. Even when dealing with a fox warrior who is not the main combat unit of the orcs, those survivors who are known as the elite warriors of the Mokast Empire are so embarrassed, so if they are asked to deal with those high-level orc warriors, the result can be imagined.
"Drag him out and bury him..." After piercing the fox soldier's heart with a sword, I waved my hand and had him dragged out. When I stabbed the fox soldier with my sword, not only did the fox soldier look at the sword piercing his heart in disbelief, but even the survivors were very surprised.
"Sir, do you believe what he said? Perhaps we should ask him more carefully..." Seeing me killing people so casually, the soldiers who were elected as leaders among the remnant soldiers immediately asked me.
"Humph, do you think we can get anything out of him? Do you think I will believe what he said just now? I interrogated him only to find out where we are and to roughly know what kind of troops are on the other side of us. We can't do what he says to get back. Otherwise, what awaits us is definitely a catastrophe..."
After interrupting him with a cold snort, I asked him a few questions in return, then took out a simple map of the Canglang defense line inside and outside and began to think.
Of course, there are still some things I haven't said yet, that is, I still want to try my best to bring these survivors back, and use this unexpected incident to buy the hearts of those survivors. Otherwise, I can return to the Canglang Defense Line alone through teleportation magic.
Of course, the premise for doing this is that I have to kill all the survivors and Yiya present here. Otherwise, if any of them return to the Canglang Line alive, then I, as the commander of the army, will be accused of abandoning my subordinates. And this will also become a major barrier for me to gain the loyalty of the survivors. . . . .
"Let's go. We must evacuate this area before those foxes start searching the mountain. Otherwise, if we are surrounded... No, if we are discovered, I'm afraid few of us will be able to leave alive. Hey, pick up all the garbage for me, and remove all traces of our stay here..."
After watching the survivors hastily bury the body of the fox orc, I immediately urged them to leave. But watching their chaotic retreat, I almost wanted to vomit blood. At this point, if those orcs were half as good as the search team I trained in the 6th Division of the Flame Legion, I think the chances of us being caught up would be almost 100%.
But now I have no other options. Asking them to search carefully and cover up the traces again is not enough to say whether their level can reach the standard I expect. Even in the situation we are facing, it is impossible for them to waste time like this. As a last resort, I can only lead the team to retreat as soon as possible.
"Hurry up, everyone enter the stream and swim upstream along the current. No one is allowed to approach the shore, and even touch anything on the shore, let alone throw anything on the shore. Otherwise, you will be executed on the spot for treason." When I came to the edge of a stream again, I immediately took the lead and went to the middle of the stream. However, the survivors had to go upstream in the stream, while I used magic to float above the stream.
"Sir, we have crossed no less than five streams like this. Is this working?" After hearing my order, several survivors finally couldn't help but ask. From their faces, I could see not only impatience, but also more dissatisfaction with me.
"It's useful, really useful. I don't know who could come up with such a brilliant way to evade the tracking of our fox clan search experts. It's a pity that a cunning fox led a group of stupid bears, and the final result was that they could not avoid becoming the delicacy of the wolves..." Just as I was helpless about the indifference of the survivors to military discipline and regulations and was about to enlighten them, a voice from the jungle behind us almost made me fall into the water. The word "finished" emerged directly from my mind! (To be continued)