Orc Tyrant

The venomous sun is still dangling in the cloudless sky. In the depths of the scorching desert, several creepy figures are gradually approaching a sand dune. They are covered with camouflage robes with concealing effects. The high temperature blurs the sight of the ground, but it cannot stop these. The determined ranger approached the target.

In a concave underground not far from the dunes, there is an Oke camp. Although this is just a mixture of dirt and messy rubble, it has all the qualities that Oke camp should have.

A lot of rough green skin wandered among them, some shoved each other to try to grab a place in the queue next to the barbecue, they were always roaring with their noses, waving their fists, spitting on the ground, letting saliva drip between the teeth drop.

“It’s really unpleasant.”

The young Ranger hid his face under his hood, but his chapped lips never stopped cursing these rude beasts.

“For them, we are the same.”

The most experienced and oldest ranger raised the telescope in his hand, and another ranger beside him took out a notebook and a pen to start recording.

“This is a newly constructed camp with two crossed red tomahawks. The tribe is confirmed to be [Blood Axe]. It is temporarily named Camp H128. It is about 5 kilometers away from the fortress and the number of Oecks is between 50-300. , No heavy firepower was found.”

This is their main job, investigation and recording, wandering in the dangerous wilderness every day, finding every Oak camp and marking it on the map.

Having said this, the old ranger lowered his telescope and said sideways to the recorder:

“Did you write it?”

“Okay, Captain Victor.”

“Map to me.”

The recorder quickly flipped out a miniature map from his back and handed it to the hands of the old ranger, whose skin was covered with calluses and bruises, as a result of the sun burst.

He looked at the dense red dots on the map, and finally found where they were now, and then clicked heavily on them with a red pencil.

“They are growing in number, and they are about to put that grass shed under the fortress wall.”

Another ranger looked at the folded map, shook his head, and then took his telescope to look at the camp.

One of the largest green hides among the herds attracted his attention. The people in the fortress called these guys the “boss”, and they didn’t know how it came out, but it was very apt.

It fully embodies the weird characteristics of this group, always full of anger and extreme irritability, it keeps punching its fists towards the small green skins around him, let them flinch in fear, but soon these guys again Will immediately rejuvenate, as if this group of barbaric creatures used violence as a language.

“Actually, such a camp is vulnerable.”

The young ranger who started to complain first murmured.

“We should send troops to clean up such camps. It doesn’t need too much. One regiment is enough. They are as unbearable as ringworm on our bodies. They are constantly growing, but we are sitting in a lonely city, willing to do this.”

“This is their field, and we have no chance.”

This radical argument has been heard more than once by the old Rangers, and most of those who do not know the dream of so-called recruits and officers whisper.

“You look at them, there is no discipline, no organization, and no honor, our guns can easily tear their camps, they are just a group of people.”

“No, they are by no means a crowd. Don’t think so, especially in this place.”

The old rangers could feel the contempt of the young people. Many people said he was too cautious, and more people pointed at him cowardly and afraid.

He never denied this, maybe after all his comrades were killed, and only he survived, he did become a coward, but he believed that anyone who participated in that desperate war would never want to meet again. To the second wave of war.

“Ockeys are clearly restless during this time, and their camps are getting closer and closer to the fortress. Will this be a precursor to an invasion? Just like a year ago.”

Except for the captain of the Rangers, no one here has participated in the campaign that was published in the newspapers. They are only talking about some veterans’ after-dinner chats, but their attitude towards the battle is the same as that of the old Rangers. Willing to mention more.

They turned their gaze to the captain, hoping to get some answers, but the other side only looked at the noisy camp with a deep gaze.

After a long silence, he whispered:

“It shouldn’t be…”

“Why?”

“Because their temper is so good, there is no warning when they really want to do it, but when it shouts at you, it will not necessarily hit its fist.”

The old ranger turned his head, glanced at the rear, and after confirming that there was no Ok, he said to the others:

“It’s time to retreat.”

In the not-too-distant past, Rangers were able to ride horses in the wilderness, but now they can only walk between the green leather camps with their legs. This place has been completely controlled by the barbarians, the smell of horses It’s easy to be caught.

They returned to the hidden place where the supplies were stored, carried water and food back, and began to return to the fortress. On the way, the young people asked a question that made Victor difficult to answer.

“Do we have to wait for Ok to hit the door?”

He has heard this sentence many times. Officers, wizards, soldiers, men, wives, and even prostitutes have all raised such questions.

With such a problem, there are also inhuman roars echoing in his ears from time to time, such voices have been unable to sleep for a whole month.

“They grew up due to war, there is not much that can directly knock them down, they will continue to fight with enthusiasm beyond our imagination, and our casualties will be unacceptably high, only rely on solid work~www. mtlnovel.com~ Only to reduce the loss to a satisfactory level…Yes, we can only defend.”

“Why not use a quick assault to weaken their power before they are ready? The military education we received has repeatedly mentioned a sentence that there is no stronghold that will never fall.”

“Reckless moves will only accelerate this pace.”

“This is a cowardly excuse! The fortress has hoarded so many troops and weapons, but we are shivering because of several shacks?”

“Fortunately, General Youssef does not have such an idea, and any rash action will be angered by it.”

“It? I don’t understand, what are you afraid of.”

Walking on the scorching ground, the old ranger looked at the fortress group that was already visible in the distance. The illusion that had troubled him for a long time appeared again. Although it was only a glance, the white figure made him tremble so far.

“Trust me, you will not want to see it, it is the concrete entity of war, the real master of this wasteland.”

Suddenly, with his wide eyes, he saw a burst of smoke.

All the Rangers stopped, but they were unguarded, because under this dust were strong soldiers and neat soldiers with knives, at least one division of cavalry!

“Do not!”

The old ranger made a frightened sound, as if something terrible was happening. He waved his hands and ran forward, trying to stop the galloping cavalry.

“Captain! Danger!”

The rangers pulled him, and the cavalry caught their curious eyes from time to time, including some wizards in robes.

“No! Stop! You will anger it!”

The old ranger knelt on the ground and wept bitterly, but no one understood him.