Of course! Another reason that is difficult to explain is jealousy. Neg was once Ramon's most valued child, and many people had long been dissatisfied with him. Being ignored and unwelcome, Rag had no one to confide in. He did not resent Ramon's punishment on him, after all, he had made a big mistake, resulting in the loss of nearly 10,000 people, and killing him was not an exaggeration, but Ramon still gave him a chance to make amends by making him the vanguard officer. But what made Negg depressed was that Ramon did not let him go with the main force to attack the most difficult pass, but sent him to advance eastward with the mopping-up force. The mopping-up force heading east numbered approximately 30,000, but soon after separating from the main force, they dispersed according to their original tribes and ran around like wild dogs on a loose rein. The commander of the mopping-up corps appointed by Ramon didn't care about all this. He led the soldiers of his tribe to plunder and, after capturing the castle of a human lord, he lived a carefree life there. Traditional orcs are like this, used to being unorganized and undisciplined, and they don't think there is any essential difference between fighting and looting, they just rush forward in a swarm with a roar. And they submit to the Beast King Ramon only because he has the biggest fist and is the most waggle-like cub in the wasteland! At this time, a tall figure staggered over. Neg looked up and found that it was his adjutant Shahu. This guy was originally Ramon's personal guard, sent by Ramon to assist and protect Neg. Unlike other stupid orcs, Shahu is a rather shrewd fellow. It is said that he was captured by humans when he was a child, first as a slave, and later as a gladiator. Because he grew up with humans, he also got some of their cunning. Later, he took the opportunity to escape back to the wilderness and served under Ramon. Although this guy looks dishonest, he is quite capable. If it weren't for Shahu's protection, Neg would have almost lost his life when he encountered a surprise attack by human cavalry that day.
And when the teacher was transferred away, Shahu was the only confidant that Neg could talk to. "Little boss, stop looking so sad and come have a drink!" "what is that?" "This is called wine, and it's made by humans using food. When I was a gladiator, every time I walked out of the arena alive, I would get a big cup as a reward. This is good stuff. After drinking it, I feel dizzy and all my worries disappear!" Shahu said as he handed the bottle to Neg, who took it hesitantly, smelled it, then took a sip. He immediately started coughing from the spicy and burning taste, while Shahu let out a wicked laugh as if his prank had been a success. "Ahem...what the hell is this!?" "Hahaha! This is what it's like the first time you drink it. You'll get used to it quickly and then you can't live without it. Come on, take another sip." Neg obviously couldn't stand the smell and returned the bottle to Shahu, who then sat down next to him, took a big sip contentedly, and smacked his lips twice with great enjoyment. Seeing that Neg's expression was still very gloomy, Shahu patted his shoulder carelessly. "Don't worry, everything is within the big boss' (Ramon) plan." "Since entering the human territory, these guys have become so lax after only winning a few battles. I'm worried that if this continues, once the human race has recovered, the Beast King's plan will be..." "Okay, okay, I've already told you, this is all as planned." "?" Hearing the hidden meaning in Shahu's words, Neg's expression was confused at first, but soon became a little surprised. He looked at the other party in astonishment, and Shahu smiled like a fox, put his arm around Neg's shoulders and said. "When the boss unified the orcs in the wasteland, some stubborn ones refused to accept the defeat. The boss can't just kill them himself, right? He sent you here because he hopes you can see and learn more." "What are you looking at? What are you learning? Are you going to learn from them?" Neg pointed at the orcs who were playing the traditional game "Slap Each Other" not far away. Shahu was very happy to see this. He smiled playfully for a long time and suddenly said seriously. "I used to have a human master. He was a slave gladiator like me. He taught me all my martial arts. He has a saying that I'm going to give to you now. A truly strong person can find the path to success from failure. Believe me, the big boss has always valued you." After hearing what Shahu said, although Neg was still a little depressed, he felt a little more relaxed than before.
However, at this moment, an orc not far away suddenly fell to the ground while walking. At first glance, he looked like he was drunk, causing many orcs around him to laugh. But then, more people fell down in the laughing crowd, and more and more people fell down one after another. Seeing this, Neg and Shahu's expressions froze and they had a bad feeling. "Oops!" Almost at the moment when Neg finished speaking, the ground suddenly began to tremble, and accompanied by arrows falling like raindrops, a large group of human troops appeared on the outskirts of the camp. Since the orcs' invasion, humans have been performing very poorly, doing nothing more than passively defending or organizing small-scale attacks. As a result, many orcs have come to believe that humans are incompetent and can only act like turtles by guarding their useless "stone houses". Therefore, the orcs' camp on the west coast was unguarded. They didn't think that the humans on the other side would have the courage to take the initiative to attack. It turns out that the human race on the other side not only has the courage to take the initiative to attack, but it is also very big! Throughout the ages, wars have been fought with intelligence. The reason why the Orcs were able to catch the humans off guard was precisely because the humans, due to their contempt, did a poor job of intelligence work and knew nothing about the unification of the Orcs in the wasteland. In the end, they paid a heavy price for their arrogance. What about the Orcs? They mistakenly believed that the reason they won so many victories was because they thought they were brave, but they ended up making the same mistake as the humans, and ended up getting hit in the face with a boomerang. Dick had been paying close attention to the developments on the west coast, so when the three female ninjas reported the deployment intelligence of the orc camp to him, he immediately realized that the orcs were taking advantage of the situation and really thought that the humans would not dare to take the initiative to attack them. Therefore, the defenses of the camp were very lax, as if they were tempting Dick to penetrate them! How could the hot-blooded young man endure this? ? So Dick immediately formulated a breath plan and conspired with Hoffman and Banner in private. The reason why other lords were not called was that they were not strong enough and might not dare to come. Even if they came, they might not be able to help, and might even cause trouble. Another reason that is difficult to state openly is the fear of a traitor. There were actually quite a few strange things about this invasion. Count Banner, who had often dealt with orcs in the past, said frankly that the strategies displayed by the orcs in this invasion were very un-Orc-like. Therefore, this night attack was carried out in secret. Each of the three families sent out 2,000 soldiers, who secretly crossed the river after nightfall, went around the north and south sides of the orcs, and then used the wind direction to release incapacitating poison gas from the west. The poison gas prepared by Lily is colorless and odorless. Although it is not fatal, it will make the person who inhales it feel like he is drunk and slowly fall into full body paralysis. Therefore, in the early stage of the poison gas release, the orcs did not notice it at all. It was not until the poison gas almost covered the entire camp that someone finally fell to the ground due to the poison. At the same time when the poison took effect on them, the surprise attack force, which had taken the antidote in advance, launched an attack. The human race had already won a victory in the daytime battle, which greatly boosted morale. The morale-boosting effect was still there, and those participating in the night attack were all elite soldiers and brave generals, so they were naturally eager to try. The two armies attacked from both sides. The cavalry rushed into the camp first to disperse the enemy, followed by the infantry advancing in formation to kill them. There are quite a few orcs in the camp, about five or six or seven of them have gathered, which is roughly the same number as the surprise attack force. If they were to set up a full battle array and face off, it would definitely be a brutal battle, and the chances of the human race winning are probably less than 50%. But this was a night attack, and the orcs were destined to pay the price for their carelessness and underestimation of the enemy! Seeing the human army approaching, while the orcs could only rush and fight randomly and could not organize an effective defense at all, Neg was extremely anxious for a moment. Just as he was about to do something, Shahu beside him suddenly pulled him and asked him to run back. "Shahu, what are you pulling me for?" "Let's retreat quickly, little boss, you have to stay alive." "I won't be a deserter!" "Don't make a fuss, it's too late to save it." After all, Shahu was experienced and found himself a little confused. When he thought of the orcs who had fallen to the ground and twitched before, he immediately realized that they were poisoned. He quickly took out a bottle of green liquid from his waist bag and drank it, then forced Neg to drink a bottle, picked him up and ran away.
At this moment, in the center of the camp, an orc with a strange black tattoo on his face ran out of the tent. Seeing that the camp was in chaos and there were shouts of killing all around, his expression was full of disbelief. Behind him was a female shaman, which was relatively rare among the Orcs. "It's the human race!" "Those damn things, they are courting their own death!" The tattooed orc was furious, his inner rage made his body swell at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the black tattoos on his body also exuded an evil aura. But the female shaman stepped forward and held him back, telling him not to act impulsively. "Our mission is to protect the holy relics first!" The shaman's words helped the tattooed orc regain some composure. His body quickly shrank back to its normal size, and he called over his orc warriors, preparing to escort the shaman to move the things in the tent to a safe place. However, they did not know at this time that they had actually been targeted for a long time. Inside the orc camp, the coalition cavalry was like a knife cutting meat steaks, constantly dividing the orc troops and not giving them the chance to complete their assembly. The black and white spears are undoubtedly the sharpest among the several meat-cleaving knives! In fact, Dick had given them instructions before the action, giving priority to killing high-level targets among the orcs, especially spell units like Shamans. You have to know that there are also Saint-level masters among the Beastmen. If there are one or two such masters in this camp, they will be able to kill a large number of human soldiers, or even directly reverse the situation of the battle. The two female knights led a team of cavalry each, and they entered the orc camp as if they were no one. In the blink of an eye, Black Spear Dai stabbed to death four shamans and a big orc who was about the level of a high-level warrior. This was not even enough for Black Spear Dai, who still had a trick up his sleeve and did not use his full strength. At this time, another team of cavalry came charging over. The leading knight in silver armor ran up to Hei Qiangdai, lifted his mask and showed her a smile that he thought was very charming. "Miss Black, do you need any help?" Black Gun was stunned for a moment, then he recognized that the man was the third young master of the Banner family. To be honest, this guy is good-looking, and Hei Qiangdai can see that he is obviously interested in her. He has been winking at her since they first met yesterday. Even on the battlefield, he did not forget to run over to show off, like a monkey in estrus. However, Hei Qiangdai was not interested in this type of person and wanted to swing his lance to hit him. Just as he was about to say something, a violent explosion suddenly sounded not far away, and several fire tornadoes shot up into the sky, wreaking havoc in the orc camp. And in the midst of the raging flames, a figure that was not tall but looked like a devil was seen by many people around. Hei Qiangdai pointed over there and asked the third young master of the Banner family with a smile. "My love, it's amazing!" 129. Great Victory As one of the few high-level magicians on the coalition side, although Dick cannot charge forward and fight the enemy in close combat like knights and warriors, he can move with the army and use his magic to provide powerful fire support for his soldiers. Moreover, compared to ordinary high-level magicians, Dick's mental strength and total magic power can be said to be extraordinary. His magic is shot fast and fierce, and his endurance is strong! So much so that the other magicians participating in the battle were surprised and couldn't help but wonder in their hearts, could it be that the youngest son of the Best family has broken through to become a Saint-level magician? However, in fact, Dick is still a high-level magician. Previously, he adopted Lukoya's advice and stopped suppressing the nature brought by his succubus bloodline. It did make him feel that his cultivation had improved a lot, but he still stopped at the boundary line.
Recently, Dick started to have the same dream repeatedly at night. In the dream, he looked down at three of himself arguing. These three Dicks were Dick from the human race, Dick from the elf race, and Dick from the succubus race. Dick from the human race is tall and handsome, which is very consistent with the blood characteristics of the Best family. Dick of the elf tribe is a tiny guy, who looks only about the size of a five-year-old human. When he stands, he is not even as tall as the belly button of a normal human Dick. But this little guy can fly, and when he floats, he is half a head taller than human Dick. As for Dick from the succubus clan, this is the version of himself Dick couldn't look at directly. He looked to be about twelve or thirteen years old, and was about the same size as the mixed-race Dick, but there was a "lively" temperament in his every move. When he was arguing with the other two Dicks, he looked like a female imp. Dick was so excited after seeing this that he wanted to punch himself twice! Dick couldn't hear clearly what the three selves in the dream were arguing about, but his intuition told him that before these three came to a conclusion, he might not be able to break through to the Saint level, and the winner among them would be the type of racial enhancement he would get after breaking through to the Saint level. In a sense, Dick's current problems are also closely related to the blessing of the God of Winter. The blessing from the winter god Ajax allowed Dick to fully open his spiritual veins, which was enough to make countless magicians jealous and crazy, and also qualified him to be promoted to a demigod. But the full opening of the spiritual veins also completed the three bloodlines in Dick's body, which ended up forming a balance between them. To give an example, it is like three candidates (bloodline) competing for one spot. Originally, the one with the highest score (talent) should get the spot. However, these three candidates were blessed by famous teachers, and now they are all academic geniuses with "full marks". They can't tell who is better among them, but they all want this only spot. Back to the battlefield, Dick was controlling several fire tornadoes at this time. Although the magician was fragile, the lethality of magic was unquestionable. If there was a kill ranking list on the battlefield, Dick would have directly reached the top of the list in less than a minute, and was far ahead of the second place. If this were an e-sports game, the other players would be imitating the "frog croaking" technique. Seeing this meter tall God of Killer sweeping the field, the morale of the human race was greatly boosted, and some strong men from the beast race also stood up and tried to kill this dangerous human magician. But Dick was not fighting alone, and he was surrounded by loyal guards. At this time, several orc warriors with green light all over their bodies rushed over. Behind them, there were orc shamans who were dancing and giving buffs to these orc masters. Several orc warriors originally had the strength of high-level warriors, and after being strengthened by the shaman, they were even more powerful. Ordinary human soldiers could not stop them at all. At this time, Yoel and Hongye took the initiative to greet them. One of them was a ninja priestess, and the other was a female killer who could fight high-level warriors purely by relying on her physical fitness. At the same time, they were also the first batch of summons who were successfully marked with the "Domination Brand (pornographic text)" by Dick. This is the racial talent of male succubi. The mark of domination is an alternative slave contract, but it is gentler in nature. The dominated person will gain a half-demon physique due to "degeneration" and can thus learn magic. It is worth mentioning that when Hongye just found out that she had "fallen", her expression was subtly a little complicated and she even muttered something in a low voice. "Is this the fate of Taimanin?" However, they both later admitted that it was indeed very enjoyable to fall (meaningful)! Since they were both new learners, the two could not learn complicated magic, especially Joel, whose IQ was lower than that of a penguin puppet. Learning spells was like reading an incomprehensible book. It took Dick an unknown amount of energy, and he finally managed to learn the flash spell. Hongye, on the other hand, was very talented and could often understand things at a glance. Both of them have now been transferred to become magic warriors (Yol has doubts), and their personal combat power has been significantly improved. They can fight two against five without being at a disadvantage. Seeing this, Dick also targeted the two orc shamans and raised his hand to cast a high-level water attack magic rain of water arrows, but it was blocked by the defensive barrier released by one of the shamans. The sharp rain of arrows had its magic power offset the moment it came into contact with the dark red barrier, and turned into a stream of water with no lethality. The orc shaman had a hideous grin on his face, as if mocking Dick's magic, which was nothing special. But then Dick raised his hand and cast two more lightning magics, but deliberately struck the water-soaked ground outside their barrier. The current penetrated through the water and drilled into the ground, shocking the two barefoot orc shamans so much that they twitched all over. Although he failed to electrocute them directly, he made all their spells ineffective. The moment the barrier disappeared, two figures as swift as the wind descended from the sky and ended their lives with short swords. "My Lord, we are here!" Rushing to the scene to help were Kasumi and Ayane, who had just completed Dick's mission, assisting the scouts in dealing with the orc patrols and sentries, releasing poison gas upwind of the orc camp, and then taking advantage of the chaos to take down the leader of the orc camp. The orcs’ custom is that the higher the status, the larger the tent they live in, so the commander’s position is very easy to find.
The mission Dick gave them was to capture the enemy commander alive. Joel volunteered to participate in the operation, but was rejected on the spot by Dick without hesitation. Are you kidding! Joel was used to being a killer, and she didn't care how hard she hit. Dick often asked her to capture the enemy leader alive, and then she really tore the enemy leader's head off. Is this what I mean by captured alive? Does the enemy's head refer to the enemy's head? Because of this, Joel later got a very unlucky nickname, "Joel the Headless".