Chapter 498 Is the Intelligence Wrong?

"Boss! Boss! Our guys found some bean sprouts that were roaring!" Daomian Liao, who was grinning, turned around and heard the news reported by his subordinates, "But their roar is not powerful, not waaagh at all!"

"Oh?" Daomian Liao's smile suddenly bloomed, and he looked at the scar beside him, "I remember you said that your tribe had been killed by a bean sprout before, right?"

"Yes, yes! That little bean sprout was very fierce. We just wanted her teeth, and she slaughtered most of us. Bad bean sprout!"

Daimian Liao moved He moved his mouth, and the thick muscles around his lips moved exaggeratedly, and then he suddenly spat to the side, "Tui!"

A mouthful of thick phlegm directly smashed a big hole on the ground. Daomian Liao picked up his big machete full of bone spurs and blood and strode in the direction his subordinates said, "Come on, let me see what these bean sprouts are!"

"Boom! Boom! Boom!" A deafening tremor came from under Daomian Liao's buttocks. A modified motorcycle unique to orcs, painted in colorful colors and covered with spikes, emitted two large strings of dark black air, which smoked the faces of several orc boys who were playing behind the motorcycle black.

With a bang, the motorcycle suddenly shot out. The manic explosion and the whistling wind made Blade-faced Liao feel extremely comfortable. He couldn't help but shout loudly, "waaaaaagh!"

The voice drifted away, and the large group of orcs who stayed in place raised their various weapons to the sky together, "waaaagh!"

Under the endless shouts, the invisible force field wrapped Blade-faced Liao and the motorcycle all over the body, and the speed increased by three times in an instant, raising several meters of dust on the ground.

...

Seeing the rapidly approaching sand dragon at the end of the earth, the three elves riding motorcycles slightly relaxed the speed of the vehicles.

"Those orcs have discovered us." One of the elves stared with a serious look on his face.

Long before, several orc boys riding motorcycles had seen them from a distance, but those orc boys had obviously received some tactical training.

After they found themselves, they scattered and fled in different directions, obviously going back to report the news.

They chased one of them for a long time, only to find that the other party was just wandering around in the wilderness with them, and their main force might have received the news.

When they quickly broke away and followed another trail, they ran into this scene head-on.

"It looks like... just one?"

The dust was flying all over the sky, but there was only one track.

Is it another motorcycle boy who intends to lure them to prevent them from finding the orc brigade? Or... something else?

"It doesn't matter." One of the elves took out his spirit dart gun from the side of the motorcycle under him, with a cold face, "Catch him, everything will be solved."

The orc boy who followed before ran too fast, and they couldn't catch up with him, and they couldn't get any new information by hanging on, so they had to give up.

Although the motorcycles ridden by the orcs made a rumbling sound and bumped wildly when running, it looked like it would fall apart at any time, but it just couldn't fall apart, and the speed was extremely fast.

But now, this motorcycle boy who was roaring from a distance seemed to be heading straight for them, and maybe they could catch him.

"Boom boom boom!"

The motorcycle roared all the way, and a black tornado was mixed in the khaki dust.

Like a shark cruising in the sand sea, its dorsal fin broke through the wind and waves on the ground and rushed straight towards them.

The momentum did not decrease!

The elf holding the gun in one hand and the motorcycle handle with the other hand had a stern look in his eyes, and the motorcycle under him began to tremble slightly, ready to dodge at any time.

The orcs' modified motorcycles were very aggressive, and those bodies and tires full of steel spikes were extremely dangerous. It would not be pleasant to be hit head-on by that thing.

"Boom!"

A colorful motorcycle suddenly rushed out of the smoke and dust, and the will of the elves in the direction of the rush reacted instantly. The motorcycle directly connected with its own psychic will shot out instantly, breaking away from this fatal collision.

However, even though he reacted very quickly, he didn't expect that a big hand would suddenly reach out from the buzzing super motorcycle and pinch the elf's slender waist.

Feeling the grip in his hand, which seemed even a little tough, a cruel smile appeared on the face of the blade-faced beast. He squeezed it hard, and heard a "crack" sound. The sharp pain surged to the face of the elf, but he had no time to relive this pain.

"Pah!" Throwing away the light bean sprouts in his hand, the blade-faced beast looked at the other two elves riding motorcycles with a strange look in his eyes, "Why are there only two?"

The thick lips of the overbite made a sound that sounded honest and clumsy.

Didn't those guys say they saw several?

And they were so thin, boring!

Looking at the super-sized orc who easily pinched one of their companions to death, the two elves scattered on the left and right began to show a dark fear in their eyes.

This level of strength... is it something an orc can have?

Living in the wilderness for many years, they have had many dealings with orcs, but among the orcs they have dealt with, there are none as powerful as this one.

You must know that they who were ordered to fight in this battle were the hunting team of the clan who were usually responsible for going out. Although their strength was not as good as those of the clan members who were on the path of warriors, they were still good fighters in the clan.

Except for the captain who leads the team, who is also a hunter, the level of the remaining eleven people is quite different.

But now the clan members are easily crushed to death by the other party, and they have no power to fight back. What if the other party also comes for them?

"You have to inform the captain quickly!" The two elves looked at each other and transmitted their will spiritually.

"I'll attract his attention. You go and notify the captain! The orcs you encounter this time are unusual. You must not take it lightly!"

The two elves completed the arrangement of their respective responsibilities in just one moment.

The elf who was determined to stay clenched the spirit dart gun in his hand and shot the terrifying figure whose size was far more than twice the number of ordinary orcs.

"call out!"

The will directly connected to the spirit dart gun transmits spiritual energy, and the power of the spiritual energy is transformed into some kind of spindle-shaped light dart through the unique structure in the gun.

There was no sound and no back seat. Ignoring wind resistance and gravity, it shot straight at the target spot.

However, this kind of blow was almost no threat to the sword-faced beast. He just raised his hand slightly, and the machete in his hand blocked the shooting path of the spirit dart, easily blocking it.

The speed of the spirit dart may exceed the reflex ability of the sword-faced beast, but the gun-wielding elf cannot.

But as long as the opponent can still spend energy to block, it creates an opportunity for teammates to escape.

"Boohoo!"

The rate of fire of the spirit dart gun is also very good. The structure of the gun itself and the user's own will are the factors that limit the spirit dart gun. However, the rate of fire of this level is not much different from that of human semi-automatic rifles.

The sword-faced beast glanced at the elf riding a motorcycle, and did not deliberately stop it. The number of these bean sprouts was rare, so they regarded every member of their clan as a treasure.

As long as you catch the bean sprouts now, the rest of the bean sprouts will be delivered to your door.

So he smiled ferociously, twisted the motorcycle's accelerator in his hand, and rushed in the direction of the elf who stayed to block him.

It was said to be a hindrance, but the elf would not stay there stupidly and wait to die.

They are also motorcycles. It is difficult for them to catch the motorcycle boys who want to catch the orcs. Is it easy to catch the orcs who want to catch the elves?

No one has anything to worry about, so in this boundless wilderness, why don’t we run wild all over the place?

However, this elf never dreamed that while the honest-looking elf blocked the spiritual dart with his sword, he also blocked his sight with the machete in his hand and shot out a small and insidious black shadow.

"call out!"

The knife thrown by the orc was so powerful that it instantly punctured the tire of the motorcycle.

Even a well-trained elf would find it difficult to control the unbalanced state of the motorcycle while traveling at high speed. The whole person would be thrown out from a distance. Even though he was thinking that there was a strong enemy, he was still thrown to pieces and was unable to do anything for a moment. Restore status.

"Boom!" A thick big foot stepped on the struggling elf. The sword-faced beast carefully controlled its strength, and looked at the elf with half of its body being stepped on and sinking into the soil, grinning ferociously. Asked: "Is this all you bean sprouts have? I remember that you have a female bean sprout who is very good at using a knife? How about asking her to come over and fight with me, and I won't kill you?" "

progress!

The Sword-faced Tiger just wants to make progress!

He wants to make progress so much!

Only by making continuous progress could he have the confidence to stand in front of the human being who had made him extremely frightened twice before and after.

"You... are dreaming!" The elf felt that all his internal organs were being kneaded together under this kind of squeezing. Even though he was seriously short of breath, he still held back his breath in response.

"Hmph!" A sneer appeared at the corner of the sword-faced beast's mouth, and a black shadow fell from the sky.

"boom!"

…

Xunying received a distress message from his own members.

"Captain! Captain! The intelligence is wrong! There was a very powerful big guy among those orcs. Colo was crushed to death by him. Roger cut off the big orc guy for me and stopped him. Maybe... maybe he will come back. not coming!"

"What! The information is wrong!?"

"Those humans lied to us!"

"They know that these orcs are difficult to deal with, and humans want to use our hands to kill this group of orcs!"

"Perhaps they want to use the hands of these orcs to kill us! If they had the ability to get rid of these orcs, they would have taken action long ago. How could they happen to be left here for the competition we are facing now? These cunning humans!"

The team members, who were also full of prejudice against humans, were instantly furious.

He also said that this is just an ordinary small-scale wandering orcs. Is this bullying them because they have never seen a real small-scale wandering orcs?

In fact, they had already discovered certain clues.

Judging from the various traces they have found in the wilderness so far, the so-called small-scale orcs can no longer be described as "small-scale".

In other words, it was still a small scale not long ago, but in the past few days, there have been certain changes within the orcs.

The group of orcs they are tracking now... are not simple.

So even humans may not know this news for the time being.

Of course, neither of the two possibilities, knowledge and failure to report or limited ability, are good words in Xunying's mind.

However, Xunying, who had already planned for this encounter, would not let these negative emotions interfere with his judgment.

"Hush!" Xunying waved his hand to block the complaints among the tribesmen, but looked solemnly at his men who had just escaped in embarrassment, "Where did you meet him?"

The elves do not have technology like the Internet that humans have restarted, which allows them to communicate at any time regardless of distance. This is also one of the goals they covet in Blackwater City's technology. If they win in the end, they will definitely achieve this.

The purpose of agreeing to endless competitions with humans again and again is to suppress the confidence of humans in negotiations again and again, so as to get what they really want.

Before acquiring human technology, their current communication methods relied on psychic energy. A powerful psyker like the Prophet could of course ignore time and space and convey information to the desired target.

Ordinary tribesmen like them don't have that ability. After a certain distance, it is difficult for them to get in touch with each other.

Therefore, Xunying could not immediately know the direction and distance of the incident.

"Over there!" The elf who reported the news pointed to the way he came. "It's about ten kilometers away, not very far."

Xunying quickly made a decision, "Go and have a look before we talk."

Every member of the tribe is of vital importance. It is an established fact that there is nothing we can do about Cole's death, but Roger has not yet confirmed his death. If there is a chance, he must be saved!

…

The scorching sun was in the sky, burning the figure who had been stripped of his clothes and tied to the head of a pole.

The early spring sunshine is not strong right now, but the cold wind is howling high in the sky and the air is dry.

Looking at the figure of the tribesman who was hung on a wooden flagpole and held high in the sky to be tortured, Xunying clenched his silver teeth like white pearls, his eyes full of anger, "These despicable orcs!"

The tribesmen in the team were equally indignant, "Captain! Let's go kill all those orcs!"

"The leading orc in the middle is very powerful!" The elf who escaped was still frightened and warned carefully.

"..." Xunying's eyes fell and locked on the largest and most conspicuous one among the group of orcs who seemed to be having a picnic.

The powerful and domineering aura still hits his face even though he is thousands of meters away.

"Captain, why don't we discuss it with the human armies? The strength of these orcs is far greater than previously expected. The plan has changed, and this competition is meaningless. We all think that the opponents are difficult to deal with, relying on them There is definitely no hope, so let’s try to work together to see if we can save Roger.”

The more sober-minded tribesmen in the team suggested in a low voice, but they were rejected by Xunying in an instant, "No!"

Xunying took off his elf longbow from behind, and issued combat instructions with sharp eyes, "Prepare the gravity gun. All you need to do is trap the big guy temporarily. The lives of those orcs... leave them to me!"