Twenty Sided Dice

Pushing open the gate of the arena again, the whole city has fallen into a scuffle. There were four blazing fires to the south and west, and the wooden houses collapsed in the dazzling fire. Due to the infighting caused by the resentful spirits, ordinary orcs could not tell whether their kin beside them were possessed or not. Their suspicious nature and ferocious nature made them kill each other quickly. At first, it was just to eliminate potential enemies. Later, some orcs began to loot in the chaos, which made the situation difficult to manage.

The troops of the Three-Eyed Warlord were also in chaos. Before the Wuji arrived, hundreds of people had already died, and nearly 200 had been possessed. Although the resentful spirits are evil and chaotic, they will not kill each other. The two hundred people dispersed at once, causing thousands of troops to be thrown out of order. Several orc captains rushed to the front, trying to stabilize the situation. The resentful spirit rushed up and quickly possessed it, causing the grass-roots officers of the army to lose control.

Compared with the strong and powerful body of the orcs, the freed slaves led by Siegel were much weaker and would not attract the attention of the resentful spirits for a while. Despite this, the mage is still very careful, he understands that the enemies in front of him are not only orcs and wraiths. The flames of the house illuminated the way for the entire group, with Siegel leading the way, leading them to the nearest dock.

Hearing the alarm bells in the city, the residents all left the house and came out to check the situation. They saw the flaming warhammer in Siegel's hand, and their eyes showed greed. Siegel saw the danger and knew that although there were hundreds of people behind him, there were no fighters full of fighting spirit among them. Now, after being attacked, he could only escape in all directions. He must find a way to make them establish as soon as possible. Courage to fight. Siegel thought of this, raised his wand, and chanted the conjuring spell.

The low and thick voice seemed to come from under his feet, constantly shaking the slate floor. Siegel raised his hands high, the flame warhammer shone brightly, and then he saw flames shoot out from the gaps in the slate, and then gathered and condensed into four wolf shapes. This is a variant of the wolf race from hell, and Siegel summons their ethereal projection bodies. Compared with summoning a fire bull or other large monsters, it is more suitable for the current situation to have a large number of helpers with more agile actions. As soon as Siegel whistled, the three fire wolves covered each other and rushed towards the orcs. The huge and strong body was extremely flexible, and they launched attacks from different angles. Their exposed teeth were as red as a heated dagger; the growl in their throats was like the roar of a blacksmith's bellows. For the half-orcs without armor, the battle was short and bloody, and they were knocked down before they could wield their simple weapons, and then the fire wolves would pounce on them and bite their throats. A few orcs saw that the situation was not good and wanted to escape, but the fire wolf was chasing after them, and even the most abrupt disguise could not get rid of these ferocious hunters. The escapee's leg was bitten off, and he fell forward. Before the exclamation could be heard for a long time, the wolf rushed forward and bit the back of his neck.

Hellfire wolves cannot eat while being summoned, so their goal is only to kill. Siegel calmly commanded these summons, and he knew very well the limits of Fire Wolf's ability: he was still competent against civilians and orcs without armor. Once faced with a squad formed into battle formations or protected by shooters, the power of these wolves would be greatly reduced. will be greatly limited. The original purpose of the mage is not to fight the orc army, he will not be stupid enough to attract too much attention and be surrounded and wiped out. After driving away the orcs onlookers, he resolutely chose a place with more shops next to the arena to move forward. In the middle of the night, there were only a few slaves guarding the shop, not as crowded as the barracks and residential quarters, and there was plenty of goods.

Siegel smashed the door of the grocery store with a warhammer, and the fire wolf bit off the chain on the blacksmith's door, and all the things inside were open to the team. "Men hurry up and find weapons and bodyguards. Take shields and don't wear armor. We have to get on the boat! Others take food and water. With the help of spells, it can be clearly transmitted to everyone's ears.

The two half-orc slaves walked towards Siegel, but were stopped by the alert Hunk. The two half-orcs were brothers, sold into slavery after following the warlord Hammer in his failed power struggle with the Three-Eyed Lunt, and they were one of the relatively strong men in Siegel's ranks. When the weapons were distributed before, these two orcs were also the first smart people to come forward to arm themselves. Seeing that they had something to say, Siegel told Humke to back away temporarily. "Time is limited, long story short."

"Are you really a human noble from the south?"

Siegel nodded.

"Then you must be going to the harbor?"

"Yes, I need a boat to get out of here by sea. It's impossible to outrun the wolf cavalry from the land, and you all know that."

"We're going to leave here too, but we won't go to the human city with you. If you can find a place to put us down safely, then we can help you deal with the enemy."

"Fair and reasonable." Siegel heard Raven's alarm and knew that a ten-member orc team was approaching. "I can sail and sail, so you have to take up arms and follow me, and kill all those who stand in your way!"

"It suits me exactly."

The raven once again warned the mage through the psychic link. The group of orc soldiers was fully armed and equipped with iron armor. Three held swords and shields, three held spears, three used bows and arrows, and the last held a two-handed hammer. They avoided the burning area and headed towards the arena from the barracks, just a row of houses away from Siegel and the others. The gap between the houses is large enough for a carriage to pass, and it is naturally impossible to block sight and sound. There are more than 100 noisy people here, and it is difficult not to be found.

It's too late for everyone to hide, so this time requires precise spellcasting, and a bad wand is likely to have the opposite effect. So the wizard put his wand back into his belt and found a pinch of wool from his bag of spell materials. He rubbed the wool vigorously in the palm of his left hand and chanted the incantation close to his lips. At the same time, he constantly monitored the progress of the orc team through the raven, and carefully calculated the time when they reached the intersection.

Then he performed an illusion. A row of fake goods collapsed, and stacks of boxes and bottles blocked the street. Several of the boxes also read "Lamp oil and wax, keep away from fire." Then he ordered a fire wolf to jump on the roof next to him, using its fiery figure to divert the sight of the orc team. Even though the magic of a wizard is far more complex, realistic, and more sophisticated than that of a street performer, blindfolding is still essential. The orc team was immediately attracted to the line of sight, and an archer quickly bent his bow and shot an arrow. Siegel was prepared to let the fire wolf jump off before the arrow was fired, avoiding the risk of being shot. At the same time he concentrates, twists the spell, and burns the obstacles formed by the illusion. In order to be more realistic, the illusion he performed had a burning sound, and the flame also exuded a warm feeling. Siegel ordered the fire wolf to roar, then added orc battle cries and agony howls to his illusions.

Unlike human knights, orc soldiers only know how to complete tasks and never waste time helping others. The leader of the sword and shield orc glanced at the blocked street, and the burning wall made him unable to see the situation across the street. He wouldn't go to great lengths to get through the burning obstacles to kill the fire wolf on the opposite side. At most, he wondered where those flame creatures came from. Through the eyes of the raven, Siegel knew that the group of orcs did not stop, and did not notice the more than 100 escaped slaves, but continued to move towards the arena.

Most of the team didn't know that they were almost discovered by the orcs, and they were all immersed in the excitement of having weapons and supplies. Only a few people close to Siegel saw what just happened. After the wizard cast the spell, the orc brother looked back at the young man in awe, obsessed and feared by the power he wielded. They had heard the legends of the Southern mages, especially the orcs who survived the Battle of the Great River, of fireballs, lightning, and poisonous mists. Although these stories end with "the great beast-god makes his faithful servants, the shaman, drive away the danger," the magician's miraculous power still left a deep impression on them.

The two of them looked at each other and nodded heartily. Originally, they planned to kill Siegel and Humke~www.readwn.com~ and then lead the entire team, lose their allegiance to the Three-Eyed Warlord, so as to get rid of their slave status and join the army to start the promotion of military rank. But after learning that Siegel was a mage and seeing his magical spells, for the first time, they truly felt hope that they could leave Makabuda alive and start a free life elsewhere.

"Follow, keep up, don't talk nonsense!" The two orcs beat and kicked, making the villagers quiet. They entered the team and briefly said a few words to the gladiators they were familiar with. Soon, these half-orcs with certain fighting ability formed the backbone, and finally made this team no longer like a mess of sand, at least they could move forward in a quiet and orderly manner.

The raven flew in front of the team, but did not dare to fly too high. Orc archers are always the biggest threat, and Siegel has always been very careful about feathered arrows shot in the dark. They stumbled across five longbows and more than forty arrows in a grocery store, and the hunters who were proficient in shooting in the team could play a greater role.

But after all, the fleeing team was not a soldier that Siegel was familiar with, so in order to make the half-orcs in the team more obedient to the order, the mage asked them to follow the fire wolf, and he would supervise the battle at any time. These orcs killed some orcs blocking the way with their own hands, smashed the door and searched the blacksmith shop, showing a strong will to fight before Siegel allowed them to use long-range weapons. For the mage, the cold arrow behind him is always the biggest threat. Even though Siegel has cast a protective spell on himself with magic, he still cannot take it lightly.

Soon, they came to the first shipbuilding workshop, and Siegel took out the prepared magic materials~www.readwn.com~ Welcome to reading, the latest, fastest and hottest serial works At ~www.readwn.com~ mobile phone users please go to read.