Rant's idea for the Chasseur Regiment is very simple, which is to let them plunder the Hindukel Basin like the barbarians, mainly targeting the local human race.
According to the current requirements of the Orc Royal Court, the main human force in the basin has formed an army. With the Royal Court team stationed to the west of Iowa, the remaining human tribes are already full of non-demon people, and these people have all accepted the army. The leaders of the Ma family were at the lowest level in Hindu Ker, so Rand sent the army to rescue them.
Although the arrangement of going out to Hindu Ker was opposed by Wendy and others, the ancestor Halkara and the elf knight Yawenni were extremely supportive. Especially Yawenni, who ran to the newly built Xing4 early on the 25th. At the camp, I took a few friends from the Imperial City to do some busy work.
"Come on, come on, you must record my battle with the main force of the orc army.
That leopard man, please look more fierce,
Yes, yes, that's it, you orcs must be more vicious..."
When Lant came back from installing street lights in front, he saw Yawenni posing for several leopard men, making them look like they were baring their teeth and preparing to attack.
Behind the elf knight, several elves were operating special magic equipment. After Yawenni arranged the actors and assumed a fighting posture, the elves used a magic crystal to activate the equipment, and soon On a piece of animal skin paper the size of A1 paper, a picture was etched and printed. The elf knight on it seemed to have been suddenly attacked by orcs and was fighting back.
Yawenni looked at the painted picture, nodded with satisfaction, and began to arrange the second scene, letting the tiger man Will and a few rat men look like they were running away, while she bent her bow and nocked an arrow, preparing to shoot. .
Lant saw that Yawenni was almost done posing for the photo, so he stepped forward and asked, "What are you doing?"
Yawenni was even more happy when she saw Lant coming, "Great, Lant, forget it and come back. Come on, come on, let's do another one."
As he spoke, the elf began to guide Lant in his posture, pretending that he was strategizing and directing the battle, while Yawenni pointed to the map and acted as a combat consultant.
After finishing a few paintings, the elf knight was satisfied and told Lant happily: "You don't know, it's not easy for us to be sent out. We have to report on our duties.
I am now the captain of the Knights of the Imperial Capital for the first time in hundreds of years to go deep into the territory of the orcs. Of course, I have to draw a picture of my combat scenes in the orc territory so that I can report it when I return to the imperial capital in the future. "
"Are you here just to pose for a business trip?" After hearing what the elf knight said, Lant said with a smile, "Then let me teach you a way. Don't we have orcs and Warcraft here? You can do the whole business in Set up a scene here, specially pose for photos, and introduce your colleagues from the imperial capital to come over to earn achievements and donate some gold coins or potions to support the frontline operations."
"Ah!" Yawenni nodded, her eyes filled with little stars, "Why didn't I think of that!"
"You don't take it seriously, do you?" Lant looked at Yawenni's expression of 'I see, I learned it' and wondered if he was contributing to the formal development of the empire.
At noon, the team that opened the road arrived at Xing5 Camp. Standing on the canopy at the top of the camp, they could already see the mountains where Inumori City is located to the northwest.
Looking at the layers of castle-like forests, Lant said to the others quite seriously: "We have now reached the territory of the Jiaolang clan. These wolf clans are the most unfriendly to us. From here on. At every camp to the west, I will add lookout runes to the canopy, and you yourselves must be careful.”
All the knights and cavalry around Lant nodded. Yawenni commanded a few elves next to her to leave a rare picture, and said to herself: "You think, if I take the imperial capital's If someone calls me to this location to leave a record, do I have to charge them a handling fee of 200 gold coins?"
None of Rand's subordinates dared to respond. After all, they were really here to fight, and they didn't know how much they should charge people who came to paddle, gild, and improve their performance.
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In mid-air, Halkara was installing magic pattern amber on the tree trunk. The battle with the orcs 300 years ago was a thorn in her heart, but now she is really avenging herself.
It's just that the wood elves knew that they were not good at fighting, so they chose to work on the logistics line.
Just when she was about to install a new magic pattern, there were footsteps on the ground.
Not long after, a short figure appeared on the north side of the road. This figure looked the same as a human, except that it had a pair of rabbit-like ears.
The half-rabbit ran to the newly built road and looked around in confusion. In his impression, except for a few campsites, there were no artificial traces in the entire forest, and it was impossible to be so smooth. , roads with their own street lights.
"What on earth is going on?" The half-rabbit looked around timidly and saw the elf priests who were casting spells not far away.
"Ouch~" Soon another figure rushed behind the half-rabbit man, and the two collided and fell. "El, run quickly. If you don't run, it will be too late. Hey? Is this a place like this?"
The half-deer man who bumped into the half-rabbit man looked at the surrounding roads and let out the same exclamation.
Soon, more herbivorous half-orcs, half-elves, and human demon-free people ran into the road from the north. As soon as these people of different styles entered the road, they first stopped and looked at the trees. The luminous magic pattern appeared, and then he saw the group of Halkara priests.
Finally, a roaring sound came from the north, and a 3-meter-tall werewolf chased him with dozens of werewolves in different animal forms. While chasing, he shouted, "Hurry up and chase me. Sir, I told you, whoever catches you will catch me." No matter how much, it counts as someone’s slave!”
Hearing the word slave, the werewolves quickened their pace as if they smelled blood. Behind them were dozens of human demon-supporters, wearing coarse cloth, carrying bamboo baskets on their backs, and leading horses to follow.
The leader of the human race was as tall as a junior professional. He watched the werewolves running farther and farther, far beyond the limit of the orcs' exploration in the forest. He shouted anxiously: "Leaders, we can't go south anymore. It’s too dangerous ahead!”
The werewolf leader heard what the human race said and said disdainfully: "Hurry up and follow me, I want to be in front..."
Before he could finish speaking, he noticed a golden light flying above his head and behind him. Following the light, he turned around, only to find that the last three orcs in his team were shot through by an arrow.
The werewolf was about to speak, but found that his eyes suddenly rose. His subordinates were all watching him. Just before he landed, he saw his body falling to the ground. There was nothing above his neck, but there was something there. An elf is sitting on it.
