Broad World

Henry led everyone to a place a little further inside the cave, where he directed the adamantine golem that had just completed its transformation to start digging, planning to build a parapet as high as half a person here. Ares was not idle either. It used its sharp claws to dig a lot of earth pits of different sizes around it. If someone crossed the earth wall and didn't pay attention, it would be easy to step in and sprain their feet.

All the people were busy building various fortifications, and finally finished the finishing work before the arrival of the orc army. Henry walked over and activated a few "Turn Mud into Stone" scrolls against the earthen wall. In an instant, a light yellow magical aura flashed, and the entire wall turned into a solid rock.

"I hope these orcs can retreat in the face of difficulties, otherwise, with their number, we will be exhausted if they continue to attack for a few hours." Zuvosa took out all the arrows and put them in a place that was within easy reach.

Amy blessed herself with "Stone Skin" and "Mage Armor" and said to the ranger with a smile: "Don't worry, spells can exert great power in such a narrow passage. At least within a dozen hours, it is impossible for them to break through our defense line."

Henry poured cold water on everyone with a wry smile. "You certainly didn't count the shamans and priests in the orc tribe. Although they don't have many spells, they can cause a lot of trouble. And the leader of these guys is probably a legendary warrior. If it's true, then his body is already very strong, and spells below level three will basically not have any good effect on the body."

"Head! If this leader really rushes in, please hand him over to me. Thinking of a duel with a powerful warrior, I feel like all the blood in my body is burning." Vaughan said excitedly, slapping his armor. This militant didn't consider the current crisis situation at all.

Henry took out a bottle of potion and carefully handed it to him. "This is a bottle of "Hero Potion", which can greatly improve the fighter's combat ability. After drinking it, you will find that your slashing is more precise, and your survivability will also be greatly enhanced. If you find that the guy is really a legendary fighter, you must drink it immediately. One last thing to remember, the effect of the medicine can only last for one minute.

The orc warrior nodded, slipping the hero potion into his belt. "Don't worry, I will keep my sense of proportion and will never be brave." Henry patted his arm, then leaned against the parapet and began to close his eyes and rest. All of them are taking time to rest, because they all know that the continuous battle is coming soon.

Soon there were noisy voices outside the cave, and Sackham finally arrived with the entire orc tribe. He carefully observed the surrounding terrain, then turned around and said to the priest beside him, "Send a hundred people in to explore the way first, and remember to send a soul shaman to follow. There must be mages among these adventurers, and let these idiots be careful!"

"I obey the leader, I will pick the most capable centurion to lead the team, and I guarantee that there will be no problems." The priest bowed as he spoke, and walked into the back team and shouted the name of an orc.

A few minutes later, a ferocious-looking orc squeezed out from inside. He bowed to the pastor and asked, "Is there anything I can do for you?"

"Zheer! I brought an order from the chief of Saqm. He asked you and your men to set off immediately to investigate the cave ahead. It's best to move quickly, "Soul Shaman" Kex is already waiting." As he spoke, the priest pointed to an old orc with gray hair in front of him.

Zhe Er nodded, turned around and yelled loudly at the messy crowd, and soon a hundred orc warriors came out from inside. He brought these guys to the soul shaman and asked: "Master Kex, my people have assembled, when can I go?"

"Let's go now. Chief Sukum is not in a good mood today. I don't want to have my head chopped off by him for a trivial matter." Said the old shaman leaning on his cane and walking towards the entrance of the cave.

Zheer looked at his back with awe-inspiring eyes. Although the old orc was over sixty years old, no one in the entire tribe dared to underestimate him. Because soul shaman is a very special profession, it follows the beliefs and traditions that are completely different from those of priests and druids. After becoming a spirit shaman, you can see all kinds of spirits. By communicating with spirits, they are able to gain power and magic from the natural world.

This old man named Kesi got the inheritance by accident when he was in his twenties, and he has been a shaman for more than forty years now. For the orcs, this has been several generations, no one knows how powerful he is now, and everyone thinks that the old shaman is unfathomable.

Before coming to the cliff, Zheer divided his soldiers into five teams, and each chose a different entrance to enter. He personally led twenty of the most elite fighters, and walked into the somewhat wet tunnel with the shaman. Not long after walking along the road full of mud and puddles, Kex squatted down and carefully observed the footprints on the ground.

After a while, he raised his head and said to Zheer: "Judging from the footprints on the ground, there are about four of these adventurers, and one of them is likely to be a ranger or a druid. Look here is a huge beast's paw print. This guy must be quite big."

"Since the number of these adventurers is so small, what are we waiting for? Let's rush in and capture them alive. You must know that Chief Sackham has already offered a high reward, and I want to mention my position first. It would be the best if I can become the commander-in-chief." As he said that, Zheer couldn't wait to run towards the depths of the cave, and his soldiers hurriedly followed behind.

The old shaman looked at their backs and muttered in a low voice: "I'm in such a hurry to die, I really don't know what these muscular guys are thinking. Forget it, I'll find a place to hide. These adventurers are not very easy to deal with. If they are not careful, they may capsize in the sewer." After finishing speaking, he walked towards another fork, apparently determined to avoid this battle.

Henry and the others had already made their preparations. Everyone was bowing and unsheathing their arrows, waiting for the orcs to attack. Soon they ushered in the first wave of enemies, about thirty orc warriors. After the guys go around the hole a few times, two of the teams get together. When passing through the front passage, two skeleton traps were detonated, and the power of magic killed about ten unlucky ones.

Vaughan burst out laughing seeing these embarrassed guys, and he stood behind the parapet with a huge sword in his hands and made a singing gesture. This action immediately angered the orcs who were already a little angry, and they rushed over with all kinds of weapons. Zuwosa pulled the bowstring calmly, and shot the arrows quickly.

There wasn't much room to dodge in the narrow passage, and when these guys rushed forward, five people had already been knocked down by the crossbow. Just when the melee battle was about to start, Ban Burke took the opportunity to fly over and release a colorful jet. Seven or eight guys were hit by the cone-shaped magic, and they had various uncomfortable reactions in an instant.

Vaughn swung his magical greatsword and chopped off their heads. Seeing that the situation was not good, several other orc warriors began to shout and prepare to retreat first. Henry aimed at these guys and cast a spider technique, and the large sticky spiders firmly fixed everyone on the ground.

The ensuing battle turned into a boring one-sided massacre. The half-orc warrior kept throwing the magic throwing ax in his hand, and the remaining dozen or so guys were quickly split open. Vaughan complained while wiping the brains on the axe: "It's really boring, these guys are too weak. I really don't know what their leader thinks. Could it be that this kind of guy is sent to die?"

Henry walked over and looked carefully at the corpses on the ground. "These are the advance troops responsible for exploring the road, and this is just a part of it. After all, there are so many entrances here, at least eighty people are enough." After finishing speaking, he ordered the gold golem to throw these corpses away, because the smell of the orcs was not very good. In order to allow this big guy to move freely here, everyone dug the ground here to a depth of one meter.

"Be careful! More orcs are coming." Amy yelled, pointing to the passage in the distance. Henry glanced at the large number of enemies, and helplessly let the golem return to the combat position. It seems that there is no way to deal with these corpses for the time being.

Ocher is a centurion with rich combat experience. After seeing the scattered corpses, he didn't rush to attack. Instead, he asked one of his men to run back to report the news, and he led the others to stay where they were.

Vaughan looked at the orcs who were reluctant to attack in the distance and wondered when the patience of these guys became so good. He made some provocative and insulting gestures towards the opposite side, and several irritable orcs rushed up with weapons, but they were all stopped by the centurion.

Seeing this situation, Henry knew immediately that this guy must be an experienced commander. He patted the orc warrior on the shoulder and shook his head. "Don't waste your energy in vain, they are waiting for backup. Hurry up and sit down and have a rest, I guess they will be busy in a while."

"What a bunch of cowards, I'm afraid that only so few people have died." Vaughan muttered, and made a thumbs down gesture to Zheer.

Zuvosa shook his head with a smile and said to Vaughan, "Judging from the number of people he wears and leads, this guy is almost a centurion. Don't worry, he will have to lead these people to charge himself in a short time. Then you can cut off his head yourself." (To be continued.)