Until nightfall, the sentry post on this mountain range ushered in a burst of cold wind, and a layer of gray mist filled the mountains and fields in the distance, as if covering this quiet black forest with a light veil, and a few birds circled in the sky, they kept circling in the sky, slowly sliding down, gradually retracting their wings, and returning into the forest.Some of the little beasts hiding in the hollows of the trees stretched their bodies, and took advantage of the dim night, cautiously coming out, probably hungry, having just woken up from their sleep.At night, the Black Forest is even more lively than during the day.The sentry post is also busy, there is not much time left for us, such a large number of giant spiders have been killed, it is estimated that it will be difficult to hide for too long, maybe it will not be long before there will be spider scouts patrolling here, we must take advantage of the spider people to find out, these natives of the wounded to move to the underground cave.The orc warriors were still busy, using the hemostatic bandages in their hands to bandage the wounds of the natives, and the movements were still rusty, but at least the basic procedures were not wrong.There are still many indigenous people who have not received their turn to be treated, and the more than 700 injured indigenous people are not a small number after all.In the second half of the journey, after the orc warriors had basically learned how to use first aid correctly, I stopped instructing the orc warriors.I selected a few natives who had suffered minor injuries and performed hydrotherapy on them one by one to speed up the healing of their wounds, and then had them join the healing team.Among the minor wounded remained, many of the indigenous women, perhaps because they had just experienced a horrific massacre, and they looked a little frightened, like quails in the rain, shivering in the cold wind.Many old natives and adult men have chosen to travel with the large army through the spider-man's territory, and many natives have not chosen to stay even if they are wounded, perhaps they will die in the battle that is about to take place, or they may have survived.Since nightfall, Takama has walked out of the sentry post, lurking in the jungle under the mountain, hiding in a quiet corner, to monitor the movements of the spiders, as long as the spider warriors approach this area, then Takama will immediately return to inform us that those giant spiders trapped in the giant web, without any ability to resist, are still in the glade outside the sentry post, if it is too late to bring them back to the valley of the willows, then only death awaits them.I'll send a team of orc warriors to kill those giant spiders as soon as possible.This small sentry post can accommodate at least five hundred Grimm Empire soldiers, and the facilities inside are very complete, and the injured of the natives are all lying on the playground in the courtyard, and I opened a portal in the council hall, and the natives who have been treated enter the portal one after another, entering the underground world of Xinliu Valley.Two orc female warriors stood in the council hall, and one after another injured natives walked into this council hall, as soon as they walked in, their eyes would fall on the portal, and those natives walked into the mirror-like portal with trepidation, and were slowly swallowed by the mirror-like mirror.This council hall is a house made of stones, there is only one gate here, a rock screen is built at the gate, there is a relief of the god of war pattern in the direction of the door, bypass the screen at the door, enter the hall, the original conference table in the council hall was overturned, blocked on the only window, the stone wall around the council hall, lit with pine torches, illuminate the whole room, the room is filled with the smell of pine oil.Kig and I gathered around a table, and on the wooden table was a map, which clearly marked the location of Trum's stronghold, and the direction of our outpost, which was also found by Kig from the map, and she took a quill and lit a black dot at the location of our sentry, and then drew a circle at Trum's location, connecting a line between the two.Pointing to the impressively striking black line that spans the hilly area of the map, Kig said to me, "At least we have two more hills to cross, and there is a sentry post across this from the Trump stronghold." ”"After sending these natives back to Xinliu Valley tonight, we will set off overnight, you go and rest first, it seems that the sentry post is also very auspicious, I only hope that the strength of the Trump stronghold can be a little more, so far away, this group of spider-man warriors may not be able to divide enough troops!"
I said with a frown.According to the map, the location of the Trump stronghold is built between the mountains, but I think those spider-man warriors with eight legs can ignore any terrain advantage, whether it is difficult terrain or flat open land, they are good at climbing, and can charge like heavily armored knights, I don't think ordinary Imperial soldiers can withstand the charge of spider-man warriors, unless it is a constructed knight under Samoyed.Giant spiders tied to a giant web were pulled into the underground caverns of Xinliu Valley by the orc warriors, and under the altar, there were large flatbed trucks waiting below, and those giant spiders were directly loaded into the trailer, and it was a strong spider-man warrior who had hollowed out his shoulders, no arms, and a slave collar made of magical red copper around his neck.The wounded natives stood cowering by the cave walls, staring in horror at a neat row of flatbed trailers, each with an armless spider-man warrior in front of him, with solid iron cables tied to his body, and the ends of those iron cables were attached to the flatbed trucks, and after the flatbed trucks were filled with giant spiders, they would be driven by the orc warriors towards the deeper part of the cave, everything seemed so orderly.The wounded natives lined up in a long row, carefully clinging to the edge of the cave wall, with an orc warrior leading the way, these natives will be taken to the newly dug stone chamber to rest, and all they can do in the last few days is to slowly familiarize themselves with the situation here, and to recuperate quietly.It seems that every natives looked around the cave in amazement, some of them looked up at the dark ceiling of the cave, some craned their necks to peer into the endless distance of the cave, some were curious to look at the oil lamps placed on the cave walls, and some were curious to look at the orcs who lived in the cave.Giant spiders are like lumps of meat.
At the mercy of these orcs, honest as a turtle in a shell, without the slightest appearance of being so fierce in the dense forest, a lightly injured indigenous child crouched down, picked up a stone at the edge of the stone cave, and smashed it into the giant spider in the huge net on the flat cart next to it, the giant spider originally had a thick carapace as hard as steel, but it was still trembling with fear from the stone.The row of black, sick-looking eyeballs on the skull kept turning, the straw in its mouthparts kept squirming, and the vents of the lungs on both sides of its body were breathing violently, apparently frightened.This action of the native children was immediately followed by other natives, but was stopped by the orc warriors who drove away the spider-man coachman.In a stone chamber as large as a basketball court, there was a large iron pot at the entrance of the stone gate, in which a pot of bison soup was boiled, and a large amount of wood was shelfed under the iron pot, and the flames kept scurrying up and down in the dark cave, so that the milky white broth in the big iron pot kept tumbling, and the ribs of the cow were covered with boiled beef.On the shelves on the side were large pots of chopped herbs and salt, and stacks of large wooden bowls were also placed on the shelves.When they followed the crowd to the big iron pot, an orc would use a huge soup spoon to scoop a spoonful of fragrant broth into the large wooden bowl, and throw a piece of boiled bone-in beef into the soup bowl, and then grab a handful of herbs and salt and scatter them into the large wooden bowl very casually, urging the natives to hurry back and let the natives behind hurry up.Natives carrying large bowls of steaming broth are also given a wheat cake the size of a face plate.Whether it is a large bowl of broth or a barley cake, it seems a little too big for these natives, this meal, the orcs are distributed according to the food standard of the orc warriors, but they don't know that these natives wearing bark and linen clothes, the food is only one-third of the orcs, and those aboriginal children are even more unbearable, this wheat cake may let them gnaw for a week.The natives who were given the wheat cakes looked at the food in their hands in disbelief, followed the example of the natives in front of them, and sat quietly on the floor of the stone room, no matter how heavy the injuries on their bodies were, they were all gobbling up the wheat cakes and drinking the broth.Some elderly natives don't have bone-in beef in the soup bowl, but a fat intestine.In the eyes of the orc warriors, the internal organs of the one-horned bison are far more delicious than those fresh meats, and these soft intestines are also very good tonics, and they are more suitable for the elderly with poor teeth.Those natives sat on the ground, silently eating their meals, some of the wounded who were carried in on stretchers, also with the help of the natives next to them, ate a little, the cold in the cave, was driven away by these steaming broth, the aborigines who were already a little tired, after eating, sleepiness hit, and some even fell asleep directly on the ground.At this time, several orcs and a dwarf stood at the door of the stone chamber, quietly watching the situation inside, among these people were the old orc Zewang, the dwarf advisor Bernd, and the orc warrior Kentoya, who was promoted to squad leader, carried a flamethrower on his back, and followed Karantso and Jijia to set fire to the young orc of the entire Danma tribe.Orc Elder Zewang happened to have just delivered a large amount of hemostatic herbs to the underground warehouse, and the lakeside medicine garden in the circular valley has recently had a batch of hemostatic herbs ripe, and the underground warehouse has been seriously lacking recently, so the old orc will personally take the orcs to transport this batch of magic herbs, but I didn't expect to see such a lively scene just after arriving at the underground warehouse.Happily, the natives were very peaceful, and there was no uneasiness, and it seemed that these people were very easy to manage, and everyone was relieved.If these hundreds of injured people mutinied in the cave because of emotional instability, it would be really troublesome, and now the orcs are greatly lacking in manpower, and now there are more than sixty orc warriors stationed in the underground cave, but if they are assigned, in the huge underground cave, it is like a fish swimming into the sea, and there is no trace at all.At present, there are only sixteen orcs in charge of the seven hundred natives in the underground cave, and this is only possible by temporarily dispatching the seven female orcs who spin spider silk.Seeing those natives sleeping on the ground casually, Bernd touched the beard on his chin, frowned and muttered for a moment, then raised his head and commanded the orc warriors on standby: "These natives of the Hiero plane probably haven't lived in a cave!"
Just sleeping on the cold rock floor, it won't be long before the cold air surging up from the ground will kill them, go to the warehouse, and bring all those damp and cold-proof straw mats. ”"Yes sir!"
The orc warrior who followed Bernd replied cleanly, but as soon as he turned around, he turned back and said with a little hesitation: "But" Bernd interrupted him unceremoniously: "If you have something to report, how can I tell you!"
”The orc warrior immediately straightened up and shouted loudly, "Yes, sir!
Report, sir!
”At this time, Bernd made his voice lower, so that he could appear more imposing: "Say!
”The orc warrior immediately said, "Those straw mats were all used by you to build a wine cellar after a lot of hard work from the orc village, why do we have to use them for these natives?"
”The dwarf Bernd glared at him, and scolded the orc warrior: "Hurry up and move the grass mat for Lao Tzu, don't say such brainless words." ”"Yes, sir!"
The orc warrior didn't dare to refute, and immediately turned around and trotted out."
Bernd, you really know us" The old orc Zewang glanced at Bernd deeply, pointed to the top of his head, and then said very calmly: "That adult's mind, I originally thought that this day would be waiting, but I didn't expect it to come so quickly, it was really a little unprepared!"
”The young orc warrior Kentoya stood beside the old orc Zewang, his majestic body was wearing a thick layer of leather armor, his eyes were bright, he looked at the old orc with some puzzlement, and asked curiously: "Grandpa, what are you talking about, I can't understand how I listen?"
”Zewang shook his head flatly, but refused to say more: "Kentoya, let Bernd tell me this, he thinks better than me, I, an old man, don't want to participate in your wars." ”Bernd didn't hesitate, and directly explained to the orc warrior Kentoya: "What are these natives for, they will take over all the chores in the underground cave in the future, Lord Jijia wants to completely liberate the warriors, after all, we are better at fighting, orc warriors and dwarven warriors are born to fight, will we always hide in the dark tunnels like rats?"
”At this moment, the eyes of the orc warrior Kentoya lit up suddenly, and he said with some excitement: "You mean that we can let go of the battle right away?"
”The oil lamp on the stone wall snapped, and a spark burst into it, reflecting on the faces of the orcs, each of them looking red