Chapter 367: Blockade In the early hours of October 3rd, Flower finally woke up from his coma, and when he rose from the ground in a traumatic state, the young orc shaman immediately slashed his palm in an attempt to reawaken his kingfisher totem.
Unfortunately, although the kingfisher's soul responded to Flower's call after receiving blood, it was unable to do anything for Flower for a short time after being hit hard.
"Damn, it looks like these humans are prepared."
The color of Flower's face was quite unsightly due to excessive blood loss, and the appearance of humans made him have a lot more things to consider, and at this moment, the situation on the Beast Plateau became complicated by the appearance of humans, and Flower, who did not have any specific information, began to wonder if any orc city lord was colluding with humans.
Since Flower had not received the news of the large-scale appearance of human armies on the Brute Plateau before, these armies that appeared at this moment were probably the elites transported by humans on a small scale with the help of their flying ability.
A small human army might be able to destroy or control one or two orc cities like Flower had seen before, but they would never be able to conquer the kingdom with that number of troops.
It was not clear what these human elites wanted to do, but he still knew one thing, that is, the actions of humans would definitely not benefit the orcs.
Flower thought about it in his tent but couldn't figure out why humans appeared at this time, not only that, but the excessive use of his brain also made his barely stable mental power chaotic again, last night's attack of the black-armored warrior had a special effect of attacking the soul and mental power, and it was because of this that Flower and his ancestral spirit totem kingfisher were hit and seriously injured.
Dozens of kilometers away, Flower's injuries were not as serious as the kingfisher, but the part of his soul and spiritual power attached to the kingfisher had been completely shattered, if it weren't for the shaman's tens of thousands of years of experience in using soul and spiritual power, the part of the soul that he separated did not carry memories, I am afraid that at this moment, Flower has lost his memory due to soul damage and became an idiot.
As the headache became more and more intense, and Flower was unable to guess what the humans were trying to do in this lack of information, the orc general decided to take a very effective move to deal with the matter with little brainpower.
Another thousand wolf cavalry were summoned, and these wolf cavalry were sent in groups of two to the four cities that Flower had previously named to investigate, and this time these wolf cavalry did not take the main road after leaving the city, but scattered around the orc city like frightened tadpoles, and scattered through the grassland.
When these orc wolf cavalry left the city, the distance between them was quickly widened, so completely relying on the number of breakthroughs, even if the human beings hid more troops in the sky, it was impossible to completely encircle and suppress a thousand wolf cavalry that could move quickly in tens of thousands of square kilometers of land.
"There's always a few who can get the message back, right?"
Standing on the crumbling walls, Flower muttered to himself as he looked at the departing wolf cavalry with a little pain in his temple.
The Sky Overlord, after the last meeting of the Northwest New City completed the supply, this airship has been floating above the Beastmaster Legion, following Flower to fight in all directions, when Flower sent wolf cavalry, Zhao Yannian on the Sky Overlord and Count Carlyle Murphy have already received the news.
"It seems that our chess piece has sensed something, but for now, it seems that this blind casting of the net is still testing our strength."
Earl Carlisle Murphy's family has always had a lot of connections with the military, so the middle-aged earl's ability in military and strategy is not low, and the moment he received the news of Flor's operation, the earl understood what Flower wanted to do.
"The asymmetry of information makes him anxious to find out what the purpose of our presence here is, but now he has come to the edge of the cliff, as long as we drag on for another three days, no matter what choice our General Flower makes, his fate as a pawn will be doomed."
Zhao Yannian was drinking tea and playing chess with Count Carlisle at the moment, and after hearing Count Carlisle's analysis, Zhao Yannian put down the teacup in his hand with a smile, and then moved a chess piece on his chessboard to block the path of Count Carlisle's attack.
On the chessboard, in the area occupied by Zhao Yannian, the general trend has been formed, and if Count Carlisle does not sacrifice part of his strength to break out at this moment, then most of his chess pieces will probably fall into Zhao Yannian's trap.
At noon on October 3rd, in the wilderness of the plateau, the wolf cavalry were speeding on the grass without roads, according to General Flower's order, they were to go in a straight line for a hundred kilometers, and then turn around and march towards their destination.
The galloping wolf cavalry did not know that they were being targeted by the enemy at this moment, because their enemy was now nearly two kilometers away from them.
A female steppe elf was leaning on a dirt bag in a semi-recumbent position, holding a sniper rifle taller than herself in her hands to aim at the orcs in the distance.
The distance of two kilometers is not enough for the wolves of the wolf cavalry to escape the vigilance range of these creatures with sharp ears and noses, but the grassland elves are an absolute home in the grassland.
The wind is always blowing on the plateau, and the wind is like an endless energy source for the steppe elves, as long as there is wind then the steppe elves will become the only master of the wind, when they fire sharp arrows and bullets, these little things with sharp points will never deviate from the target.
This steppe elf sniper's shooting action at the moment is definitely a model for laymen in her previous life, she leaned the butt of her large-caliber sniper rifle against the dirt slope, and then put one hand on the trigger and the other hand held the handle of the sniper rifle, sticking the sniper rifle to her waist and gently swinging from side to side, the elf's movements at the moment made it impossible for her to observe the sniper scope with her eyes, but this elf didn't seem to intend to use that thing.
The muzzle of the gun that was swaying from side to side finally jumped violently in an instant, and then an armor-piercing bullet pierced the air and flew towards the orc wolf cavalry in the distance in the loud explosion and flames.
The bullets were far faster than the sound, and by the time the gunfire began to echo over the grasslands, the battle was over.
A single bullet smashed the heads of the two orc wolf cavalrymen into rotten watermelons one after another, and the two corpses sprayed with blood mist continued to run for a few seconds before losing their balance and falling to the ground.
After the two running wolves found their master lying on the ground but their heads didn't know where they had gone, they whirled around the corpses of the two orcs and whirled around them in a low voice, bright red blood slowly flowing from the only remaining necks of the orcs, and soon seeping into the soft grass and dyeing the vicinity red.
The vast majority of the orcs wolf cavalry have already suffered the same fate at this moment, and those elven snipers roaming the grassland are like deaths to a small number of orcs.
On the evening of October 3rd, with the help of other shamans and totems in the orc city, Flower already knew the fate of the wolf cavalry, and the death of the second group of orc wolf cavalry has already shown the seriousness of the situation at this moment, and it can be said that humanity is blatantly blocking the contact between his army and the outside world.
At this point, Flower's best bet would have been to march into other cities that had already been breached by him, and then learn directly about the actions of humans from the orcs who had met with them.
But he didn't have time to do it.
The Beastmaster Legion is now in the midst of a battle with all the orc city lords on the Beast Plateau, and they who have already provoked the war first, there is no retreat or time to hesitate at this moment, staying in this city for another night is the limit of what he can do, tomorrow morning, he and his subordinates who have been stirred up by successive victories must rely on this momentum to launch an attack on the next city.
Flower must gain enough advantage before the orc lords can unite so that he can finally defeat or force the alliance with the orc lords.
Although the actions of the human beings at the moment made Flower feel very uneasy, he knew very well that the human beings had not gathered the power to conquer them on the plateau, so his main enemy now was the orc city lord, as long as he could unite the orcs again, then the orcs would be able to make humans tremble again sooner or later.
In the early morning of October 4th, Flower's Beastmaster Legion set off again, this time it had swelled to 1.3 million people, with the help of the livestock reserves of the Orc City, the Beast Dragon Flowers alone already had nearly 7,000 heads in his hands, such a number of troops were enough to sweep the entire Northwest Plain, and for those Orc City Lords who had never experienced war, Flower felt extremely confident.
After rushing to the army of the next orc city, Flower sent 50,000 wolf cavalry to sweep the perimeter of the army, and sure enough, as soon as the 50,000 wolf cavalry appeared, the black armor warriors and snipers of the human race never appeared again.
However, the orc general didn't know that at this moment, half of the kingdom's secret agents had turned to blocking the communication between the cities that had been captured by humans and other orc cities, whether it was the sentinels sent by the orc city lords or the ordinary orcs who fled, the grassland was not a way for them.