Broad World

This kind of targeted attack quickly caught Sim's attention, because less than half of the search teams sent out returned. All the rest disappeared into the streets of the city. He shouted angrily at the shaman and priest behind him: "You useless bastards! Don't hurry up and divination the location of these guys! I'm going to twist the heads of these sneak attackers myself!"

Forced by the chief's silver prestige, the orc caster quickly cast various spells, and it didn't take long to confirm the approximate location of Henry and his party. Sim set off quickly with 5,000 orc warriors, ready to completely eradicate these last hidden dangers.

The large-scale mobilization quickly attracted the attention of the human sentinel, who thought it was a sign of the enemy's attack, and immediately sounded the alarm. All of a sudden, there was an endless clanging sound, which made everyone who was sleeping quarrel. Haim opened his eyes and came to the top floor and asked loudly, "Damn it! What are those beasts doing outside?"

"Report! They have started a large-scale seasonal army, and they are probably preparing to launch an attack." The sentinel pointed to the noisy camp below.

Heim observed carefully. A large number of orcs came out of the house, and then they were divided into several columns and began to advance along the street to the west of the city. It was obvious that the direction of attack was not the city hall. Although I don't know the specific reason, but it must be related to Henry who has not returned yet. Because just by sending a few rangers and thieves to assassinate, it would not cause such a fierce reaction from the orcs.

"Go and tell all the soldiers to be ready. As long as there is a war in other parts of the city, we will take the opportunity to rush out to counterattack and try to drive these bastards out. They have transferred so many soldiers, and the camp must be very empty now. This is an excellent opportunity."

The adjutant next to him nodded, turned around and ran down to inform all the soldiers and spellcasters that they were ready. The iron gates on the two floors had been pulled up, and the gates could be pushed open to launch an attack as soon as an order was given. Haim stood on the watchtower nervously watching the movements of the orcs. He knew that it might be the only chance, and if he lost it, there would be no more.

Henry led these rangers and thieves and killed thousands of orcs within a few hours. This brilliant record made everyone very excited. They are now so red-eyed that they don't feel any fatigue at all.

Philohill Amastacia tightly held the blood-stained dagger. She had personally killed more than thirty orcs in this sneak attack. The tragic death of her companion severely stimulated this underage elf. She gave up her previous concept of respecting life and chose the most efficient method of killing.

Twenty or so black shadows quickly shuttled through the shadows of the street, and arrived at an abandoned tavern in a short while. The wine on the counter had been cleaned up by the orcs long ago, leaving only scattered tables and an empty bar. After everyone entered the house, they immediately locked the door. The thieves carefully closed all the curtains, and the ranger consciously came to the window on the second floor to monitor the movement around the house.

Henry found two unopened bottles of mead in the corner, and handed them to Philohill, whose face was blue with cold. In this low temperature environment of minus 20 degrees, her skirt that just covered her knees could not keep warm at all. The elf opened the lid with her already stiff hands and took a sip, then began to cough violently, obviously she was in a hurry to drink.

After taking a sip of wine, Philohill's face flushed a lot. She handed the bottle to the companions behind, and shared it one by one, so as to warm up each other's bodies. Although Henry knew that alcohol had no real effect on keeping out the cold, it was good to make everyone feel happier in such a harsh environment.

The two bottles of wine were quickly finished, and under the stimulation of alcohol, everyone began to whisper about who killed the most orcs tonight. Just when Henry was about to find a place to take a nap, suddenly Amy's "messaging technique" arrived. She explained in detail the large-scale mobilization of troops in the camp.

Henry felt bad immediately when he heard the news, and quickly cast a "farsightedness spell", and found that the entire western city was surrounded by orcs. They quickly narrowed the encirclement, and they were obviously aiming at people like themselves. It seemed that a fierce battle was inevitable, so he immediately cast a spell matrix, including the second-level magic "weakening light" and the first-level magic "catastrophe". Later, several protective spells were added.

After making all the preparations, Henry said to the people sitting there resting: "Everyone! I just got the news from the city hall that the orc army has surrounded us, and we will find this house in about ten minutes. They have many priests accompanying them, and it is estimated that escape is unlikely. Please be prepared to fight to the death."

A bearded dwarf ranger stood up and spat fiercely and cursed: "Let these green-skinned bastards come! Anyway, I've had a good time killing them tonight, and even if I die, I'll make them pay the price!" The old dwarf's words quickly resonated with everyone, and they shouted emotionally, as if they would die with the enemy.

Seeing the morale, Henry continued with a serious expression: "Since everyone has such courage, let me tell you about the next battle plan. Since our number is too small, we can't face so many enemies head-on. When we start fighting in a while, there will be only one target, which is the one-eyed chief. As long as he kills this guy, Heim can lead the city guards and drive out all the orcs who have lost their command."

Sim's cruelty suddenly appeared in Philohill's mind. One of her best friends died at the hands of this guy. "Do you have any good solutions? This kind of powerful fighter is not an easy character to deal with. I'm afraid that the sum of our people here may not necessarily be able to hurt him."

"I need a little time to reduce his magic resistance, and then use a powerful magic to make a final decision. What you need to do is a suicidal charge, firmly attracting the attention of all the orcs. If someone is afraid, there is still time to quit. I don't want anyone to retreat before the battle." Henry whispered his thoughts. He knew that this was an adventure.

The dwarf ranger laughed and stood up and patted his chest. "Please rest assured, there is no coward here, otherwise I would not choose to do such a dangerous thing. I swear in the name of the patron saint of the ranger of the Northland "Gwai Lun Storm", I will go forward bravely and never back down!"

All the people stood up excitedly and swore an oath with the gods they believed in. They already had the determination to die and were ready to launch a fatal attack at the last moment.

Henry carefully set up the second-level magic "fire trap" and the third-level magic "skull trap" at the door, and the thieves also used tools to set up some piercing traps around. The surroundings of the tavern quickly became deadly, and any orc who broke into it would never get back alive.

Not long after, Sim came to this tavern led by the pastor. He waved his hand without saying a word, and a centurion led his men towards the door. The moment he stepped into the door, the "flame trap" was suddenly triggered. The powerful explosion toppled all the enemies within eight meters, and they struggled and rolled on the ground to put out the fire on themselves.

When these orcs were in a daze, the dwarf ranger opened the gate and rushed out. He shot an arrow at Sim, and then rushed up with his warhammer. The orc leader grabbed the shaft of the arrow and threw it on the ground casually. He took out two axes to block the daggers and throwing knives thrown by others.

Standing on the second floor, Henry faced Sim directly, and shot out the spell matrix that had already been prepared. "Debilitating Light" and "Catastrophe" instantly made this legendary warrior feel like the end is coming. He found that when he swung his weapon, he was not as precise as before, and his strength and speed were also reduced a lot.

The people who carried out the suicide charge also saw this, and they launched a siege in ecstasy. Due to the large number of people and the complete range of long and short weapons, Sim was in a hurry for a while. Seeing the chieftain being besieged, the surrounding orcs immediately rushed to help, and the priests also began to prepare magic spells.

Henry didn't waste any time, he quickly completed the first round of magic, and a fifth-level magic spell "Resistance Weakening" was released. Sim glanced angrily at the malicious spell on his body, roared, and used the special ability "Whirlwind Attack" as a legendary warrior. I saw that his arm swinging speed exceeded the limit of ordinary people, and the two thieves were chopped into pieces without even seeing the shadow of their weapons.

Under such berserk attacks, the Suicide Squad lost more than half of its personnel within a minute. The old dwarf struggled to resist the ground with his warhammer, and it seemed that he couldn't last long. Philohill's body had already been scratched with several wounds, and she was standing back to back with another thief panting, looking like she might fall down at any time.

With a ferocious expression, Sim smashed the dwarf's weapon away with his axe. Just as he was about to torture the old guy, he suddenly felt an indescribable fear in his heart. I saw Henry sneering and shooting a transparent ball of light from his fingertips, and this beautiful-looking little thing hit the target in the blink of an eye.

Sim suddenly found that his body couldn't move. He looked down and found that everything below his knees had turned into stone, and it was still spreading upwards rapidly. In less than a second, this powerful legendary warrior turned into a stone sculpture. All the orcs around were stunned, they stared at the statue tightly without any reaction. (To be continued.)