Demon Lord

The breeze blew across the grass, and the smell of blood gradually dissipated.

The noon sun was a bit poisonous, and the green eyes were dotted with red blood from the corpses, as if silently announcing the seeds of violence contained in this peaceful grassland.

After the battle just now, the tired horse needs to rest for a while. However, the map in Roddy's mind told him that the group of people is far away from the camp just now, and they will not encounter the threat of non-cavalry for the time being, so after recovering the arrows that can be recovered, he also started to organize them. loot.

It took a long time for the soldiers to calm down from the tension and excitement. Carter led them to cut off the heads of all the orcs, and at the same time cut off the tails of the wargs and peeled off their furs - this is proof that the other side As a token of identity, after all, a scouting team killed the 8-man wolf cavalry scouting team without any damage. Few people would believe it immediately.

Rody took two orc scimitars from the confiscated weapons as trophies. It stands to reason that the captain Carter should come first to pick the trophies, but no one had any objections to this at this time, and Carter was even more straightforward. Expressed his admiration and recognition in front of the team members.

Of course, Carter knew it was because of the young man in front of him that he had encountered orcs twice and survived till now. Although he could choose to accept Rody's military merits like yesterday, when he faced these orcs again, he realized that it is better to gallop on the battlefield with his comrades than to live in the vanity brought by fake merits , launched a fearless charge towards the enemy...

After the real experience of killing orcs, he realized that the so-called honor in his previous outlook on life was too ridiculous.

Roddy, who was thinking about giving up the credit, didn't say his thoughts because of Carter's attitude. In fact, the plan in his mind was too huge, and just one night was not enough for him to completely clear his mind. But he was very clear about the purpose of dealing with the orcs. Thinking of this, Rody roughly understood his next route.

He looked at Carter and the other scouts who were still a little excited, knowing the joy in their hearts, but for his next goal, Rody decided to pour cold water on them——

For the orcs, I have many ways to deflate them, but what I want to say is...how many orcs can our team stop? Kill eight wolf knights today, and tomorrow they may have eight or even eighteen people Come on. Everyone can see what they are planning. The camp they saw today has already represented that they are officially preparing to extend their minions to the Karen Kingdom. Today, we are lucky to win, but... what about the future?

His tone was very calm, very indifferent, but with an inexplicable cruel taste. The scouts who were originally in high spirits were stunned for a moment, and the flame that had just ignited in their hearts seemed to be extinguished with a chuck.

They stared blankly at Rody, showing expressions of bewilderment.

I know it's inappropriate to say this, but...Second Lieutenant Sordin is destined not to bring the so-called reinforcements, and the kingdom will not pay attention to some 'friction' in places like ours at this moment. In the eyes of those lords, what we did Everything - including fighting for the kingdom's honor through life and death, is just a drama in their eyes...

Thinking of those scenes in the previous game, Rody couldn't help but feel a little down. At that time, the border was frequently attacked, but Houllier City never made an effective counterattack. In the end, when all the surrounding villages were slaughtered by the orcs, Huo Lier The gates of the city of Lear dare not even open to let the refugees enter for refuge...

Later, the city was destroyed and the family was destroyed, and the mourning was everywhere.

You...are you joking...how could this be? The evidence of these orcs and wolf cavalry will definitely make people feel strange... Although Carter said so,

But thinking of his few experiences in contact with the upper class, he really has no idea... those nobles who eat, drink and have fun all day long, it seems that they really don't care about the life and death of these small characters.

Of course, these are my inferences. Captain Carter, today's mission should be considered complete, right? Why don't we go back and hear about Second Lieutenant Sordin? Seeing so many orc heads, he should reward us with some wine money. .”

Rody knew that he couldn't let the atmosphere of the team become too negative all of a sudden, so he hung two thick scimitars on the side of the saddle, and changed his tone to change the topic. Carter understood, didn't say anything more, got on his horse silently, and led the team back to Nolan Village.

Although they won the battle, the scouts who should have been excited and excited were a little silent. Rody on the horseback looked a little indifferent. He followed the team silently. Although he didn't distance himself from the others, he always gave people a sense of loneliness.

This may be the unique temperament of every ranger.

Can I save this country?

The reborn Roddy was thinking about this slightly complicated and huge problem. He listed his own advantages: the enviable terrifying archery skills, the deep understanding of those historical events, the almost massive knowledge of various aspects of this game, the memory of all the changes in this kingdom in the next ten years...these Speaking of it, it can make Roddy a sharp weapon to make a big punch soon.

But recalling that killing the eight lowest-level wolf cavalry today required him to use all his strength, Rody couldn't help but feel a little shaken in his heart—not to mention the hundreds of thousands of orcs, the issue of the lords in the Karen Kingdom alone would be a problem. Make his head as big as a bucket... Can such a huge country change its history because of such a variable?

Can I really be that butterfly flapping its wings?

………

For Nolan Village, this is just a peaceful day among countless days.

Old Finch's collie was barking, excited by the sound of horses' hooves returning from the distant scouts. The setting sun slowly fell into the horizon, and there was smoke from cooking. I don’t know who was making cheese. The slightly sour and smelly smell wafted far away, but it made several children in the village salivate. Stan, the blacksmith, was still knocking. Dick from the Quartermaster Department secretly drank two sips of Aunt Susan's ale, and lay down on the straw stack next to the warehouse with his belly full and straw in his mouth, lost in thought.

Compared with the past, the only surprise today may be that the scout team returned to the village two hours later than before.

When the scouts on horses entered the village entrance, many people inexplicably raised their heads and cast their eyes on this group of soldiers who seemed to be different from usual.

When Carter returned with a sack of orc heads, the villagers had already sensed a glimmer of cloud over the border, but now, when they saw the seven dignified scouts get off their horses and fell silent, they couldn't help but feel their hearts tighten slightly — Could something have happened again?

The orc's head was no longer in a pocket, but was strung naked with a rope. The soldiers participated in the charge and hand-to-hand combat, and there was a trace of murderousness on their bodies. Their faces were no longer slack and laughing than before, but only dignified and chilling.

Among these people, one person stood out abnormally. The seven scouts got off their horses, but none of them immediately unloaded their equipment. Instead, they all turned their attention to the least outstanding guy in the team before—even Captain Carter, At this moment, he looked at Rody almost instinctively, as if waiting for an order.

This is prestige, the soldiers who fought in the battle of life and death always have such confidence in the strong.

What are you looking at me for? Rody blinked, but he lost the seriousness he had on the battlefield before. He looked at his comrades innocently, shrugged and said, We're home, everyone, let's have a good rest. Let's see what happened to Second Lieutenant Suoding explain.

This sentence was like a disbandment order, and everyone breathed a sigh of relief. Even Captain Carter did not have any objection to Roddy's behavior like giving orders. He looked at the scattered scouts, picked up the head of the orc and the tail of the warg, and stood there for a moment, as if he had made some decision in his heart, he stepped up to catch up with Rody, expressing that he would take him to find Second Lieutenant Sodin.

Hey! Carter! Did you meet an orc again?!

A few soldiers from the scout team passed by, and when they saw the eight orc heads pierced together, they immediately opened their eyes and shouted in surprise, and then the whole scout team came over to watch. Not far away, Luge, who was sitting in the corner, sat silently on the periphery, squinting his eyes and looking at this side.

In the past, Carter would definitely tell everyone how dangerous today's battle is with a loud voice. After all, in terms of eloquence, he is the best in the entire scout team. But at this time, Carter didn't seem to brag in the slightest—after experiencing this battle, he had unconsciously restrained himself a lot. The battle of life and death he had just experienced had left an indelible impression on his mind, so for vanity , he did not pay attention to it as before.

Waving his hand to indicate that it was okay, Carter didn't even want to answer, so he and Roddy walked into the courtyard where Second Lieutenant Sodin was.

His behavior of walking beside Rody unconsciously made Luge, who still had bruises on his face, narrow his eyes slightly. The veteran spat, wanting to say something like spineless, But then he saw the black warg tails next to a bunch of orc heads——

Wolf...wolf cavalry...

The pain in his body hadn't gone away, but at this moment Ruge forgot to resent Roddy for a moment. He stared at the wolf's tail dangling in Carter's hand with a stiff expression, and for a moment his words got stuck in his throat.

Some terrible scenes in memory came to mind, making this veteran who always liked to curse his lips pursed, and then fell silent.