Chapter 168 167 Lure the Enemy Deep Into the Territory

Chapter 168 167. Lure the enemy deeper

"Our army will leave here when winter comes, and I will let you leave then."

Orkus's words caused Bread to stop while she was ferociously cooking. Holding the baked potatoes in her hands, she looked more like a squirrel than a fox.

"You don't look like a Selelian," said Bread.

Orkus chuckled, and having already guessed the answer, he asked mysteriously: "What kind of person is a Selerian?"

After eating the bread silently for a while, he carefully raised his head and stared at Orkus.

"You're a good guy, not much like them."

Orkus wanted to laugh, but for some reason, his laughter got stuck in his throat, and he could only force out a bitter smile.

"If I were you, I would not describe a person as a good person or a bad person. Like me, I always use stance to classify people. In my opinion, stance determines a person's perspective on things. The reason why you think I am a Good guy, just because I gave you enough to eat.”

"But you didn't abuse me either."

"But maybe I killed your people, maybe I gave the order for the massacre."

Bread lowered his head and murmured.

"When I was picked out from the crowd by them, every one of them had a smile on their face, a look full of desire...and eyes that were hard to describe and made people very uncomfortable."

"I could tell they were genuinely happy and they seemed to enjoy the suffering that was happening to us."

"But you didn't..."

Orkus' writing hand shook.

"Although you always have a gloomy face, like a serious elder in my clan, and you look very scary... But I can feel that you seem to be worried, and you don't seem to like this place..."

Orcus stood up and walked over to the bread.

The face that looked gloomier than before, and the difference in size and height made Bread shudder.

Bread, thinking that he had said something wrong, trembled all over.

Orkus reached out and put something on her head.

Bread's fox ears twitched subconsciously, and then he squeezed hard into the middle, feeling that it was a jar.

"It's tasteless when eaten dry. This is my private collection. Take it and eat it."

Bread took off the jar on his head and found that it contained a golden, viscous liquid. When he opened it and smelled it, he was surprised to find that it was honey.

Orcus, who returned to the table, reminded Bread: "I suggest you think of me as a bad guy. Maybe one day we will meet on the battlefield."

Bread sucked the honey standing on his furry little hands, and the smile he just showed was dispelled by Orkus's words.

After a long silence, Bread asked in confusion: "Iris's territory is very vast, and the people basically only live in a small area."

"Since I was a child, I have heard from the elders in my clan that Mostana is so vast that it is scary..."

"Mostana is so big, it really can't accommodate us, and Selel too?"

“…”

"Eat up and go back to your tribe. You will have a lot of time to think about this problem."

Footsteps sounded. Orkus had warned him not to be seen eating bread like a frightened kitten. He trembled first, and then hurriedly stuffed the half-eaten potatoes directly into his mouth. The bulging The cheeks resemble the cheek pouches of a squirrel.

Her speed was obviously no faster than that of the person outside the door. She was only halfway through her work when the person raised the curtain and walked in.

"Sunafa?" Orkus asked in surprise, "There should be an experiment sign hanging outside my door. What are you doing here?"

Sunafa glanced at the bread that was still hiding something, and replied with a smile: "It's urgent, otherwise I wouldn't bother you, the summoning master."

Seeing that Sunafa's eyes were still on the bread, Orkus reminded him vigilantly: "Since it is an emergency, please just say it."

Sunafa said: "Izarebi's 'Imperial Halberd' of four thousand people has been assembled, and the logistics are preparing them with food for two days, and they will set off early tomorrow morning."

Orkus had no interest in this: "Just make your decision. His Majesty sent me to the Seventh Army just to prevent the Dragon Clan from encircling you."

The news that Orcus is in the Seventh Army will be exposed sooner or later, and the dragons on the eastern front will likely change their attitude by then. Therefore, it is best for him to remain hidden before winter, and wait until the Seventh Army's strategic mission is completed before making a high profile Return to the Eastern Front.

"But your daughter Kalani and her husband Reduk are among the Imperial Halberds."

Orkus was stunned for a while before he came back to his senses.

Sunafa looked at the bread in the corner and said meaningfully: "Orkus, the aliens can just treat them as pets. It's best not to have too many emotions. For such goods, you only need to be willing to spend more." For a few gold coins, you can buy better ones from Kolai.”

After saying that, Sunafa turned and left.

The bread in the corner was trembling all over. When the woman named Sunafa's eyes fell on him, he felt extremely uncomfortable, as if he was being targeted by a ferocious monster.

Eye contact.

This heroic woman seemed to have a beast hidden under her beautiful appearance, roaring and roaring at her. Countless ghosts surrounded the beast, and it seemed that as long as the beast moved, they would all pounce on her.

Orkus saw the bread trembling, and he stepped forward and touched the bread's head.

"Don't worry, the Seven Sticks also want to give each other face. She will come here to tell me this information specifically for the sake of the face of the Seven Sticks."

Orkus pinched the sign on her chest and shook it.

"As long as you wear this brand, Sunafa will not attack you, because you are my servant, Orkus, and the 'pet' of the only sixth-level summoner in the empire."

"she…"

"I know, you and her looked at each other, right?" Orkus said, "Sunafa is good at illusions. Her eyes are very aggressive. Don't look into her eyes next time."

"Bread, I have to go out for a meeting, so you stay here. No matter who comes to me, tell him I'm not here and ask him to wait outside."

After telling Good Bread not to leave the camp, Orkus opened the door curtain and walked out.

Sure enough, not far away, Sunafa folded his arms and leaned under the flagpole, looking at himself with a half-smile.

"Now that you know that's my pet, look away."

"Tsk, the Great Summoner can't take a joke. I brought you news about my daughter. Are you going to treat me like this?"

"One code equals one code."

Orkus put down the warning and went straight to the gathering place of the Imperial Halberd.

The knights on their horses dismounted and saluted after seeing Orcus.

Orkus sullenly crossed the torrent of the empire and found Izarebi who was arranging affairs for various cavalry captains.

Izarebi was stunned for a moment, and immediately understood why Orkus came.

"Kalani stays, and the rest are temporarily disbanded."

Izarebi didn't get in the way and coughed: "I'm going to see how the military logistics people are doing."

Only Orcus and Kalani, who had blond hair and a face somewhat similar to Orcus, were left in the huge tent.

Kalani bowed to Orkus, the Seven-Wanded One, in accordance with the standard etiquette of the Serel Empire.

"Lord Orcus, is there anything you need to tell me?"

It's still the tone of a conversation between superiors and subordinates.

Orkus collected his thoughts for a long time and said, "There are only two of us here, so let's avoid the superior-subordinate tone. Maybe we can talk in a different way."

"You mean father and daughter?"

Kalani's initiative to speak out made Orkus a little at a loss.

"Shouldn't we talk like father and daughter?"

"Mother has not forgiven you, so I feel...that I shouldn't."

The lines on Orcus's face became cold and hard. He exhaled and commanded forcefully: "Leave the Imperial Halberd."

"Are you going to stop me from fighting for the glory of the empire? This is my battle. I want to make contributions on the battlefield..."

"You have no idea what kind of enemy you are facing, don't be stupid Kalani!"

Orkus roared angrily, and then said: "Izarebi plans to go all the way south to find out the details of many races such as Blue Water, Moon Shadow Werewolf, etc. In other words, the empire has a blind eye on them."

"Especially Blue Water. Since they expelled the empire's merchants, the empire's understanding of them basically comes from the descriptions of merchants from other races."

"This is a very strange race. Their gods are believed to have existed before and taught them a lot of strange knowledge, allowing them to evolve extremely quickly!"

Orkus wanted to say more, but was rudely interrupted by Kalani.

"It's just a foreign race. How can the fragile foreign gods be compared with Mendila? The empire that rises under the light of Mendila has absolute suppression over them!"

"Lord Orkus, please respect my will. We will overcome obstacles for the empire, expand its territory, and establish meritorious deeds."

Orcus let out a long sigh, and he tremblingly took out a piece of unknown animal leather from his arms.

"Bring it with you, it'll give you some protection."

Seeing that Kalani was not going to accept it, Orkus shouted: "Put it away!"

Kalani was frightened and took the leather.

Orkus wanted to give a few more warnings, but when he saw the impatience in Kalani's eyes, he gave up.

Without saying hello to Izarebi, Orkus walked heavily on the way back to the camp.

These days, he was always feeling uneasy. When checking out the southernmost races of the empire, he would always feel uneasy whenever he saw Blue Water and Moon Shadow werewolves whose information was unknown.

It’s hard to say whether the intuition is accurate, but Orkus always feels that the life nurtured in the land of Mostana should not be underestimated.

From top to bottom, the empire has been immersed in the glory of the four tribes a hundred years ago for too long. This all-out war has gained too many advantages, making everyone look down on their opponents.

This arrogance frightened Orcus.

But he couldn't stop it.

As the sun rose, Izarebi set off with the newly formed Imperial Halberd.

Three thousand and five light cavalry and five hundred heavy cavalry turned into a sharp knife and thrust straight into the south of Mostana.

The five sixth-order empires watched these elites leave. Except for Orkus, they all felt that it was a sure thing that they would be able to win and return.

Generals Luo Ta and Kenisa were already discussing how to wait until Izarebi returned before sending another group of cavalry to attack. Even the division of military merit and prisoners were within the scope of the discussion.

Orkus, who was worried, used the authority of his seven staffs to mobilize dozens of scouts who were proficient in magic, and ordered them to follow the Imperial Halberd throughout the journey and collect information along the way.

The so-called preparedness for a rainy day means that when everyone feels that victory is a given, someone has to think about what to do if they lose?

The imperial halberd is like a lawnmower, sweeping through all the tribes in its path.

Izarebi's approach perfectly matches the original intention of the entire team.

Merit comes first.

The Imperial Halberd has no civilians in its eyes, and they do not adopt the Seventh Army's approach of driving refugees near the Iris Demon Fox. All the alien races they see are part of their merit.

In two days, seven small tribes disappeared, and the Imperial Halberd's accompanying scribe recorded the soldiers' feats truthfully.

The scouts sent by Orkus also saw the ruins of the tribes where blood flowed like a river. They searched for a long time on the land with broken walls and corpses, and finally sent back to Orkus the message "Wherever the Halberd went, blood flowed."

These scouts, who had almost no confrontation because the war was too smooth, saw such a scene for the first time.

Izarebi knew the existence of these scouts and happily gave them some "ears".

It took only two and a half days for the Imperial Halberd to enter the complex terrain of the south of Mostana from the central region.

Looking at the map, Izarebi found that he was almost reaching the territory of the Moon Shadow Werewolf and the Blue Water Mushroom Man.

The question was whether to march to the Blue Water City in the west or to the Moon Shadow City in the east.

The fact that the werewolf tribe in the north caused the empire to suffer huge losses made Izarebi hesitate again and again, and decided to respect his opponent. He inspected the Imperial Halberd, which had suffered almost no losses, and announced that he would not touch the Moon Shadow Werewolf, but would first explore the details of the Blue Water Mushroom Man.

In order to ensure the status, Izarebi decided not to entangle with the small tribes along the way and headed straight to Blue Water City.

This order disappointed the cavalry of the Imperial Halberd. They had accumulated a lot of military merits in these days, and some of them had reached the edge of being promoted.

The swift Imperial Halberd continued to advance straight ahead. They galloped along the trade road where merchants used to travel in groups. After entering the territory of Blue Water, Izarebi issued an order.

"Destroy all crops and leave no food for the Blue Water Mushroom People!"

"As long as you find Mushroom People, follow the old rules."

The suppressed Imperial Halberds were eager to make up for their lost merits here.

However, on the first day of the raid, they were surprised to find that after entering the Blue Water territory, they did not see any Mushroom People, and they could not find a grain of food in all the houses.

Not only that, the land that should have been planted with crops was already empty, and the fruit trees that were supposed to bear fruit in early autumn were bare.

Izarebi touched his chin: "It seems that they are scared and don't even have the courage to fight."

"I want to see where you Blue Water can run with your people and food. If you have the ability, retreat to the Great Wetland and become barbarians again!"