my age of magic

Chapter 714 214. Changes in the Situation

Until the night fell, the sentry on the mountain was greeted with gusts 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 veil, the sky There are a few birds of prey circling in the sky, they keep circling in the sky, slowly slide down, gradually retract their wings, and fall into the forest.Some small beasts hiding in the tree holes stretched their bodies and came out cautiously through the dark night, probably hungry and just woke up from sleep.

The Black Forest at night is even more lively than during the day.

The outpost is also busy, and there is not much time left for us. It is difficult to hide such a large number of giant spiders being hunted for too long. Maybe there will be spider scouts patrolling here in a short time. We must Before being discovered by the spiders, transfer the wounded of these aborigines to the underground cave.

The orc warriors were still busy. They used the hemostatic bandages in their hands to bandage the wounds of the wounded indigenous people. The movements were still very unfamiliar, but at least the basic procedures were correct.

There are still many aborigines who have not had their turn to receive treatment. More than 700 aborigines who were injured are not a small number after all.

In the second half of the journey, after those orc warriors basically learned how to use first aid correctly, I stopped guiding the orc warriors.

I chose some slightly injured natives, cast 'hydrotherapy' on them one by one, in order to speed up the healing of their wounds, and then let them join the rescue team.

Among the lightly injured people left behind, there were many indigenous women. Perhaps because they had just experienced a tragic massacre, they were still in shock, like quails shivering in the cold wind after being drenched in rain.

Many old aborigines and adult men chose to go through the occupied area of ​​the spiders with the large army. Many aborigines did not choose to stay even if they were injured. Maybe they would die in the upcoming battle, maybe they would die. Luckily survived.

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Takama has walked out of the sentry post since nightfall, lurking in the jungle under the mountain, hiding in a quiet corner, to monitor the movements of the spider people, as long as there are spider warriors approaching this area, then Takama will return immediately 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 Xinliu Valley, then wait All they have is death.

I will immediately send a team of orc warriors to kill those giant spiders.

This not-so-big outpost can accommodate at least [-] Grimm Empire soldiers. The facilities inside are very complete. The wounded natives are all lying on the playground in the yard. I opened a portal in the political hall , those wounded natives who had been treated walked into the portal one after another and entered the underground world of Xinliu Valley.

Two orc female warriors stood in the political hall, and injured natives entered the political hall one after another. As soon as they walked in, their eyes would fall on the portal. Those natives stepped into the hall with trepidation. In the mirror-like portal, it was slowly swallowed by the mirror like water waves.

This political hall is a house made of stones. There is only one gate here, and a rock screen is built at the gate. There is a relief with a God of War pattern facing the gate. Go around the screen at the gate and enter the hall. During the meeting, the original conference table in the political hall was overturned and blocked on the only window. On the stone walls around the political hall, pine torches were lit, illuminating the entire room, and the room was filled with the smell of pine oil.

Qige and I sat around a table, and there was a map on the wooden table. The location of the Trum stronghold was clearly marked on the map, and the location of our outpost was also found out by Qige from the map. , she took a quill and marked a black dot where our sentry was, and then drew a circle where Trum was, with a line between the two.

The extremely eye-catching black line spans the hilly area of ​​the map. Qige pointed to this line and said to me: "At least we have to pass through two hills, and there is a sentry post between here and the Trum stronghold."

"After sending these natives back to Xinliu Valley tonight, we will set off overnight. You should go and rest first. It seems that the outpost is also in danger. I only hope that there will be more troops stationed in the Trum stronghold, so far away. This group of spider warriors may not be able to separate enough troops!" I said with a frown.

According to the map, the position of the Trum stronghold is built among the mountains, but I think those spider warriors with eight legs can ignore the advantages of any terrain, whether it is complex terrain or flat open land, they are good at Climbing, and charging like a heavy armored knight, I don't think ordinary imperial soldiers can withstand the charge of a spider warrior, unless it is a constructed knight under Samoyed.

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A giant spider tied in a huge web was pulled into the underground cave of Xinliu Valley by the orc warriors. Under the altar, there was a large flatbed truck waiting below. Those giant spiders were directly loaded into the trailer. It was a strong spider warrior, his shoulders became hollow, his arms were gone, and around his neck was a slave collar made of magic red copper.

The wounded natives stood timidly by the cave wall, looking in horror at a neat row of flatbed trailers. In front of each flatbed truck was an armless spider warrior, with a solid iron chain tied to his body. The ends of those iron chains were connected to the flat carts. After the flat carts were filled with giant spiders, they would be driven by the orc warriors to go deeper into the cave. Everything seemed so orderly.

The injured natives lined up in a long line, sticking carefully to the edge of the cave's stone wall. A female beast warrior led the way. These natives will be taken to rest in the newly dug stone chamber. All I had to do was to get familiar with the situation here slowly, and to heal my wounds quietly.

It seems that every aborigine looked around the cave in amazement. Some of them looked up at the dark cave ceiling, some stretched their necks to peek into the endless distance of the cave, and some looked curiously at the display on the cave wall. Some people will look curiously at the orcs living in the cave.

Giant spiders are like big balls of meat. The balls are at the mercy of these orcs, and they are as honest as tortoises shrunk in their shells. The injured indigenous child squatted down, picked up a stone at the edge of the cave, and smashed it hard at the giant spider in the giant web on the flatbed truck next to it. The giant spider originally had a thick carapace as hard as steel. But he was still trembling with fear from the stone.

A row of disgusting-looking black ink-like eyeballs on the head kept turning, the straw in the mouthparts kept wriggling, and the vent holes of the book lungs on both sides of the body breathed violently, obviously It was terrified.

Immediately after this move by the aboriginal child, other aborigines followed suit, but they were stopped by the orc warriors who drove away the spider driver.

In a stone room as big as a basketball court, there is a large iron pot at the entrance of the stone gate. A pot of bison soup is boiled in the pot. Moving up and down in the cave, the milky white broth in the big iron pot kept tumbling, and the beef ribs were covered with boiled beef.

A large pot of chopped herbs and salt is placed on the shelf at the side, and stacks of large wooden bowls are also placed on the shelf, and further inside, there are pieces of baked golden wheat cakes piled up beside the stone wall , a whole pile of them.

Every aborigine who walks into the stone room will be assigned a large wooden bowl. When they follow the crowd to the big iron pot, some orcs will use a huge soup ladle to scoop up a spoonful of fragrant broth and pour it into the pot. into the big wooden bowl, and threw a piece of crispy bone-in beef into the soup bowl, then grabbed a handful of herbs and salt and sprinkled it casually into the big wooden bowl, urging the aborigines to go back quickly, let the back The natives quickly followed.

The aborigines with a large bowl of steaming broth will also be given a face-sized wheat cake.

Whether it was a big bowl of broth or a piece of barley cake, it seemed a little too big for these natives. This meal, the orcs were allotted according to the standard of meals for orc warriors, but they didn't know that, These aborigines, dressed in bark and linen, eat only one-third of the orcs' food, and those aborigine children are even more miserable. This piece of wheat cake may allow them to gnaw on it for a week.

The aborigines who got the wheat cakes looked at the delicacies in their hands in disbelief, and imitated the aborigines in front of them, sitting quietly on the floor of the stone room. with broth.

For some elderly aborigines, there will be no bone-in beef in the soup bowl, but a piece of fatty large intestine.In the eyes of the orc warriors, the internal organs of the unicorn bison are far more delicious than those fresh meats. These soft and rotten large intestines are also very good tonics, and they are more suitable for the elderly with poor teeth.

Those aborigines sat on the ground and ate their meals silently. Some wounded who were carried in on stretchers also ate a little with the help of the aborigines nearby. The coldness in the cave was overwhelmed by the steaming broth. After being driven away, the aboriginals who were already a little tired felt drowsy after eating, and some even fell asleep on the ground.

At this time, several orcs and a dwarf stood at the door of the stone room, quietly watching the situation inside. Among them were the old orc Zewang, the dwarf consultant Bernd, and the orc warrior Kentoya who had been promoted to the team leader. Carrying a flamethrower, the young orc who followed Kalancuo and Jijia set fire to the entire Danma tribe).

The orc elder Zewang happened to have just delivered a large amount of hemostatic grass to the underground warehouse. Recently, a batch of hemostatic grass has matured in the lakeside medicine garden in the circular valley, and there is a serious shortage of the underground warehouse recently, so the old beast will I personally took the orcs to transport this batch of magic herbs. I didn't expect to see such a lively scene just after arriving at the underground warehouse.

The good news is that the aborigines are very peaceful and do not show any uneasiness. It seems that these people are very easy to manage, and everyone is relieved.

If these hundreds of wounded mutiny in the cave because of emotional instability, it would be really troublesome. Now there is a huge shortage of orc manpower. Now there are more than 60 orc warriors stationed in the underground cave, but if they are assigned, the huge In the underground cave, it was like a fish swimming into the sea, and there was no trace of it.

At present, in the underground cave, there are only 16 orcs in charge of managing the [-] aborigines. This was only made up of the temporary dispatch of the seven female orcs who spun spider silk.

Seeing those aborigines sleeping casually on the ground, Bernd stroked the beard on his chin, frowned and meditated for a moment, then raised his head and said to the orc warriors standing by: "These aborigines from the Yero plane People, probably have never lived in a cave! Just sleeping on the cold rocky floor, the cold air coming up from the ground will kill them in a short time. Go to the warehouse and put those grass mats that are moisture-proof and cold-proof Move here."

"Yes...sir!" The orc warrior following Bernd replied cleanly, but just turned around, turned back again, and said hesitantly: "But..."

Bernd interrupted him unceremoniously: "I have something to report, how did I tell you!"

The orc warrior immediately stood up straight and shouted loudly: "Yes, sir!...Report, sir!"

At this time, Bernd lowered his voice so that he could appear more imposing: "Say!"

The orc warrior immediately said: "You got those straw mats back from the orc village to build wine cellars. Why do we have to use them for these natives?"

The dwarf Bernd rolled his eyes, and cursed at the orc warrior: "Hurry up and move the straw mat for me, don't say such stupid things."

"Yes, sir!"

The orc warrior didn't dare to refute, and immediately turned around and trotted out.

"Boende, you really understand us..." The old orc Zewang took a deep look at Bernd, pointed to the top of his head with a useful finger, and then said very calmly: "...that lord's thoughts, I originally I thought I would have to wait for this day, but I didn't expect it to come so fast, it really caught me off guard!"

The young orc warrior Kentoya stood next to the old orc Zewang, his majestic body was wearing a thick leather armor, his eyes were piercing, he looked at the old orc with some puzzlement, and asked curiously: " Grandpa, what are you talking about, I can't understand it no matter what?"

Zewang shook his head flatly, but refused to say more: "Kentoya, let Bernd tell you this. He thinks better than I do. I, an old man, don't want to participate in your wars."

Bernd did not hesitate, and directly explained to the orc warrior Kentoya: "What are these natives here for? They will take over all the chores in the underground cave in the future. Master Jijia wants to completely liberate the soldiers. After all, what we are better at is fighting, orc warriors and dwarf warriors are born for fighting, will we always be like mice hiding in dark tunnels?"

The orc warrior Kentoya's eyes lit up all of a sudden, and he said excitedly, "You mean, we can... let go of the fight right away?"

The oil lamp on the stone wall slapped, and a spark exploded, reflecting on the faces of the orcs, each face looked flushed...

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(End of this chapter)