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"Hurry up, hurry up! Don't be so fucking lazy! You can't carry this thing, it's a waste!"

On a road that could barely be called wide, a large number of orc people carried food on their shoulders and continuously sent food to the front line.

A donkey-faced man fell to the ground because his body had reached its load limit due to long-term high-intensity labor. In addition, he was weak from dehydration due to excessive sweating.

The werewolf Blood Claw on the side picked up the whip and whipped it viciously a few times, sending the fallen donkey-faced man rolling all over the floor before walking away with satisfaction.

The other coolies continued on their way expressionlessly. None of the orcs paid any attention to the donkey-faced man who fell to the ground. They had long been accustomed to this scene. Too many civilians died along the way. .

The social system of the Orc Empire is primitive, cruel, and barbaric.

This kind of worthless cannon fodder and civilian laborers do the hardest and most tiring work, but it is difficult for them to even have basic living security and dignity.

Of course, the Kingdom of Fontaine is not much better. It can only be said that it is a hundred steps to laugh at fifty steps.

The vast majority of the common people at the bottom have been beaten to their bones and marrow by the noble nobles who are above them, and have squeezed out the last drop of oil and water. It's just that the nobles still wear a warm coat of "protecting the people under their rule."

"Hurry up! If I find anyone who dares to be lazy or lag behind, I will beat his legs to pieces!"

Under the loud scolding of the leader werewolf, the team seemed to move a little faster.

When the werewolf leader Bloodclaw saw this, he nodded with satisfaction, then got on his wolf ride, and took out a piece of beef jerky and a bottle of wine from somewhere.

"If you eat beef jerky, you will make a lot of money this year. If you drink wine, you will get all the gold coins!"

At this moment, Werewolf Bloodclaw was in a very comfortable mood. Although the job of escorting food and grass basically did not achieve military success, it was more leisurely and secure, and there was still money to be made!

During the transportation of grain and grass, a large amount of losses will occur, and most of these losses are caused by the daily consumption of labor for transportation.

When allocating transportation tasks for each section of the road, a certain proportion of loss will be delineated, and Blood Claw earns money based on this loss.

The Orc Empire has existed for so many years, and it has long had a mature calculation model for food transportation losses. Of course, the calculation results are based on the standard number of coolies and the number of escort troops in the food transportation team.

Blood Claw reduced the number of accompanying convoys and increased the burden on each coolie to reduce the use of coolies, thus saving food and grass losses. The part saved naturally went into Blood Claw's pockets.

Of course, the more powerful orcs will be equipped with a large number of carriages and other vehicles, which further reduces the loss of food and grass transportation and allows them to reap more benefits.

The Orc Empire lacks craftsmen and does not have the conditions to train craftsmen, so there is a huge gap in the Orc Empire for mechanical vehicles with higher production requirements.

For example, there are such things as carriages. There are a large number of carriages in the Fontaine Kingdom. A lot of the military rations of the Fontaine Kingdom are carried by carriages.

But the Orc Empire is different. Since it is difficult for them to manufacture a large number of carriages, logistical transportation often requires shoulder-carrying.

This resulted in the Orc Empire and Fontaine Kingdom requiring twice the supply of food and grass to meet the normal supply of the front line under the same conditions.

"Lord Baron, the orcs seem completely unprepared. More than half of their team has entered our ambush area, but the entire formation still looks loose."

"Don't be careless. This is our first operation. Our goal is not big. We must win a beautiful victory. Our purpose this time is not only to plunder the orcs' food and grass, but also to accumulate experience and boost the morale of the army."

Ten minutes later, the orc food team completely entered Levi's encirclement. Several towering trees on the roadside suddenly fell down and blocked the way. Menacing shouts of killing came from both sides of the road.

A large number of elite soldiers emerged from the dark Evernight Forest without knowing when, and rushed towards the orc army protecting the civilians. At the same time, in the tree canopy, lurking hunters and archers were grouped together, waiting for opportunities to throw cold arrows, specifically suppressing or even naming names. Kill the orc officer.

As for the beast folk who were carrying food on their backs, no one cared about them at all. However, the folk folk began to flee on a large scale because they were frightened.

They abandoned the food and supplies they carried and plunged into the deep forest without looking back, as if the dim eternal night forest could bring them a sense of security.

"It's over~" The werewolf Blood Claw, who was drinking wine and eating dried meat just now, with a leisurely and comfortable expression fell to the ground. The entire food team was annihilated. It was a foregone conclusion that he would be chopped up even if he escaped alive. Head.

In just five minutes, without even Fat Zi dispatching, the orc army completely collapsed under Li Wei's sneak attack. It was a deliberate calculation, not to mention that the quality of Li Wei's army was very high, and its combat effectiveness was far better than that of the orcs.

"My lord, I am willing to surrender, I am willing to surrender!"

When Li Wei was leading the army to complete the final cleanup work, a fourth-level high-level werewolf begged for surrender loudly in broken mainland lingua franca.

Surrounded by a group of masters, Levi walked up to the werewolf who was kneeling and begging for surrender.

"You actually want to surrender? I have killed a lot of orcs, including more than one Sun-level orc, but I have never seen an orc willing to surrender. This is the first time I have encountered this situation."

Although Bloodclaw didn't know why the weak human in front of him could become the leader of this powerful army, he just wanted to survive and took the lowest possible stance.

"Sir, that's because you haven't met me before." The fourth-level werewolf knelt on the ground and showed a flattering and flattering smile, which made Levi feel like he saw a husky for a moment.

"Sir, I really wish to surrender! I have lost all my food and grass. Even if I escape back, I will be beheaded by the tribal leader above. I just want to survive, sir!"

"I heard that all the orcs believe in the beast god. Almost no orc dares to abandon the beast god and join our Kingdom of Fontaine, so I don't believe you. You will still have to lose this little life."

"Sir, the Great Beast God Crown is different from the Orc Empire. I believe in the Great Beast God Crown, but that doesn't mean I can only be tied to death on the Orc Empire's chariot!"

"Lord Baron, don't listen to this cunning werewolf's nonsense!" Bellam on the side was a little anxious.

"Hey, it doesn't matter if you listen, you continue." After saying that, Levi pursed his lips towards the werewolf.

"Sir, I still have value, I have huge value! I remember the specific route of the first-line grain and grass transportation channel along the Kense River and the general situation of each important pass!

Sir, as long as you are willing to accept me, I will dedicate these to you without reservation! "

"Really? Then leave your life with me for now. If you really prove your worth, I will consider whether to spare your life."

"Thank you, sir, thank you, sir!" The fourth-level werewolf kowtowed without restraint, making Levi laugh.