The sand table that had been thrown in the town hall was pushed out again, and the knights who had just taken off their armor and were ready to rest also arrived as soon as possible.

Moments later, Franz, the griffon knight who had set out to reconnoiter to the northeast, hurried in. His brow furrowed, and his expression was quite serious.

"Here, here, and here......" Franz placed a red sign representing enemy troops on the sand table, "all of them have orcs!" And here, I saw seven or eight big tents. ”

Red signs cover most of the forest in the northeastern part of the town, completely blocking the road to Rift Keep.

“…… Can't get around. There are so many of us that it's impossible to take the path. Old Tom was very familiar with the surroundings of the town, and after a brief gesture, he began to shake his head, "We can't go unless we defeat this place, and we still have this place!" ”

The main road leading from Lakesprings to Crack Fortress is not a straight road. Due to the topography, the main road is winding, and most of the road is located in the middle of the forest.

The two locations that Old Tom pointed out on the sand table were rolling hills and rivers on the other.

This main road is also the only way to get to the Agarwal Valley, and Fang Qiuling has already walked it twice, so he has a deep impression of the location pointed out by Old Tom. He nodded, then asked:

"Tents. Franz, are you sure you read that right, it's indeed a tent? ”

"Yes, I also saw flags on the tents. White on a red background, the coat of arms is a long knife of entwined flames!

"Like this?"

An illusion image jumped out in front of Fang Qiuling. Seeing the flag outlined in the image, Franz immediately nodded in confirmation.

"Excellent, standard orc warband. At least three shamans, seven witch doctors, and no fewer High Overseers! ”

Fang Qiuling's words made all the people around him look solemn.

“…… How did they get here? ”

A cavalry captain asked.

"Most of them are detoured by the north gate. Break it into parts, one or two at a time...... Or you can take the Lianhe River and go down the river. Fang Qiuling thought for a moment, then pointed to the river on the east side and asked, "Here, and the bridge here, are they still there?" ”

"The bridge over the Qujian Creek is too close to the tent, and there are a lot of trees around it, so I can't confirm it. I saw the bridge over the Qingjian River......" Franz shook his head and sighed, "A bunch of goblins and a couple of bear monsters did it, and they set the bridge on fire." ”

- Well, not unusual, to be expected.

"In other words, if you want to go to the Rift Fortress, you have to break through the blockade of the orc warband, and you have to take a slight detour. Our combat power is ...... Cavalry in their early hundreds, archers in their early teens, plus more than two hundred infantry. Fang Qiuling smiled bitterly and began to shake his head, "On the opposite side are more than a hundred orc sword saints with some discounts, plus a large group of small monsters. Seem...... You can't beat it! And even if you can beat it, it will take a lot of time here in Qingjian River......"

In the game "Elune World", players are accustomed to regard the Orc Sword Saint as a special profession unique to the Orcs, and Fang Qiuling naturally regards all these red skins as the Orc Sword Saint.

Of course, to call all these red-skinned orcs orcs orcs an orc sword saint would be an overestimation of them. The orcs themselves believe that they must at least master the Void Step, that is, complete the elemental civilization, in order to obtain the title of "Sword Saint Apprentice". The real Sword Saint, that must be the Venerable who has stepped into the Golden Rank!

Yuna whispered, "The red-skinned orcs are strong?" ”

"Hmm. These red skins are very powerful, and the black iron rank is the minimum. And at least one of them is the leader, and the leader is definitely the silver rank. The total number of our black iron ranks here is less than thirty, and there may be more silver ranks than orcs, but there are shamans and witch doctors on the other side, and maybe the evil magicians will also come to join in the fun......"

Fang Qiuling kept scanning the sand table in front of him, his brows furrowing more and more.

Although at this moment, the ratio of the black iron rank to the silver rank in the Norn guard has far exceeded that of ordinary legions, but it is still at a disadvantage in terms of numbers.

“…… Mr. Dewey, do the mountain people and mountain people know any path that can get around here? A path that can be passed by a large group of people. ”

The dark-brown-skinned old man stepped forward. He was dressed in leather armor that looked a little ill-fitting, and his eyes were bright.

Schultz Dewey, the elder of the mountain dwellers in the northeastern part of Lake Mist, nicknamed "The Old Fox". The human archer in the archer army is the one he summoned the mountain people. In last night's battle with the undead, he was also in the spear array, serving as the backbone of the array.

"Lord Norn, we mountain people do know a lot of paths. However, these trails are all mountain roads and are very narrow. Hundreds of people ...... together The horse must not be able to walk, it is difficult for people to say! ”

As he spoke, Elder Dewey drew a few zigzag lines on the sand table, which were the mountain paths that the mountain people often walked when hunting.

Fang Qiuling looked at it for a while before looking away. He knows these paths, he hasn't walked them in reality, and he hasn't walked them more than ten times in the game "Elune World", and he is very familiar with them.

"Hmm......"

In the midst of the heaviness, the small hand on the side handed over the water glass. Fang Qiuling thanked him casually, then took the water cup and took two sips. The little hand on the side handed the bread again, and he took it unceremoniously, and then put it in his mouth......

- Wait, wait!

Fang Qiuling was chewing on bread, but stopped after a few bites. Because he saw the kittens holding wooden plates and distributing food.

- Why are you here? Didn't you say that the last convoy left the day before yesterday or the day before yesterday!

Fang Qiuling, the kitten who distributed the food, knew most of them, and it was the Agarwal cat charm family in Eliza's village.

"Why are you still here?"

The kitten with bread and barbecue next to her blinked her eyes, looking inexplicable. The little guy obviously didn't understand what Fang Qiuling was trying to say.

Anger welled up from Fang Qiuling's heart.

- Yuna, Yuya, how are you two working, what are you doing with these little ones here! They are all minors, so give them a priority!

"I mean, why didn't you go with the convoy?"

Kitten Charm understood this time, and replied softly, "Lord Norn, we are your people. We're going to go with you. ”

The other kitten on the side nodded vigorously: "Lord Norn said that he would take us to Norn to lead." ”

"We want to go to Norn!"

"Sister Lily said that Norn had lots and lots of good food. We're going to eat something delicious! ”

"And warm clothes and blankets!"

The kitten charms around him talked nonsense, which made Fang Qiuling, who had already begun to accumulate anger, suddenly deflated.

Yu Ya's stupid voice also happened to come at this time: "Master, master, you have time to take care of them." Not all of them are skinny, and all of them are not small ideas. We can't control it. ”

Yuna's voice was full of helplessness: "Mr. Rune thinks that you are the leader of the Agarwal cat charm clan, and having a master in the place is the home of the Agarwar cat ghost." I won't leave anything......"

- Okay. Cats, you win! In the future, I will definitely take you to eat and drink spicy food...... Wait, wait, wait!

Fang Qiuling's gaze immediately fell on the southern part of the main road, and then extended a winding path all the way to the south.

Ms. Mogre immediately noticed Fang Qiuling's unnaturalness: "Mr. Norn, you are...... What comes to mind? ”

"That's right! Since you can't go east to Rift Fortress. Then why don't you go south! After chewing a few times and swallowing all the bread in his mouth, Fang Qiuling proposed, "Let's go south." Take the mountain trail, first to the Decart valley and then ......"

- and go to the Norn!

"Heading south?" A shrill voice followed, "Oh! Mildis loves to go south! Mildis heard that there is a large and large earth dragon to the south, and there are ......"

Ms. Mogre directly ignored the little gnome's excited statement: "To the south is the Black Forest, the realm of chaos. Mr. Norn, I'm afraid this path won't work either. ”

"Ma'am, the Black Forest is not terrible, it contains countless riches and treasures. Have you forgotten that I still have the identity of a pioneer knight? Centuries ago, the current land of the Kingdom of Karthas was also part of the Black Forest. ”

"Mr. Norn. I would like to express my most sincere admiration for your erudition. Pastor Ed questioned Fang Qiuling's words, "But could you please elaborate a little bit about what exactly 'centuries ago' were?" ”

"Not much, just a dozen or sozen."

- Twenty centuries, that is, more than 2,000 years. This can be expressed in terms of "several"?

Pastor Ed said there was too much water in it, and it was ......

"As far as I know, Mr. Norn, there should be more than 'dozen', right?"

"Oh, you're right. If you want to go back, you can trace it back to the great development of Karthas more than 30 centuries ago. Was it a dwarf or an elf at first...... Old Ed, don't be seen in the Chaos Realm and feel like it's a forbidden area for life. There are more creatures in the Black Forest than you can imagine! Moreover, there is also 'tinder', what are you afraid of! ”

"I just think the Black Forest is too dangerous, there are too many uncertain factors, and if you are not careful, you may be wiped out!"

"That's true. But do you think it's better to face the orcs of more than a hundred Fireblade clans directly, or go south to the Black Forest? The Fireblade Clan is all 'Sword Saint' reserves, and one guy has the strength of no less than a regular knight, and there are so many goblins and gnolls ......"

Pastor Ed stopped talking, but turned his gaze to Marlowe. Paladin Marlowe didn't speak immediately, just touched his beard and nodded slowly. He'd fought the orcs many times, and he knew exactly how difficult the Redskinned Fireblade clan was, and that was enough to match the regular knights of the kingdom! If you want to break through the blockade of the Fireblade Clan, it is indeed unlikely. Instead of fighting the red-skinned orcs, it is better to go south, maybe there is still a way to live.

"Acting Lord, head south to the Black Forest...... Do you have any specific plans? ”

"Of course......"