On the evening of the fourth day after the battle, when the soldiers climbed over the last grass slope, looked at the staggered house from afar, and heard the cry of the sheep, it was difficult to describe their complex mood at this moment.

In the past, this was just a village I lived in every day, but the scenery I saw every day, and even the insects and birds were monotonous and boring. But when I suddenly left, after more than ten days of life and death battles and returned, the tired scouts realized that this inconspicuous small village was the warmest and most reliable place in my mind.

This is home.

When you see familiar people, familiar things, even if the familiar smoke rises from the familiar house, you will gently let go of the uneasiness and vigilance that always exists in your heart.

There were not many people coming to greet the team when they returned. The simple villagers would not engage in any fancy rituals. The uncles and aunts just looked at the young people who had left for many days and counted their numbers carefully. After getting no one was missing, they continued to be busy with their hands with a smile. As for what they did, there were not many people who were worried.

The orcs in the five villages, including two wolf cavalry squads and the Sarota team that finally slaughtered them, these thirty young men killed nearly 400 orcs in total and successfully provoked internal friction between the two tribes. Such achievements can be called "miracle" from any aspect, but under Roddy's order, no one mentioned anything about these battles to these villagers. If anyone asked, they would just answer "go to the grassland for wild survival training."

They didn't bring back any trophy. Even the food and tents were consumed almost, and the war horses were killed and injured seven or eight - so no villagers would have doubts.

That night, the team slaughtered a cow as a celebration banquet, and ignited a bonfire on the school grounds. Everyone gathered together lively and had a full meal. "Political Commissar" Carter guest-starred as the "host" of the banquet, liven up the atmosphere, sing and danced, and the atmosphere was relaxed and pleasant.

The simple wooden cup was filled with ale, and the fresh and tender barbecue was filled with fragrance. Soderol could see the original Fenx Village subordinates and the scouts of Nolan Village chatting and laughing without any barriers, smiling and raising their glasses to pay tribute. Then he went up to dance a cheerful dance amid the calls of the soldiers, causing a burst of cheers. Carter went up to imitate, but ended up tripping himself to the ground, causing laughter.

The bonfire reflected the warm orange flames. Ruger sat in the crowd holding the ale, listening to the conversations of the soldiers in his ears. The feeling of camping in the cold tent a few days ago seemed like a different life. He bit the beef in his hand, looked at the carnival of the soldiers in front of him, and silently took a sip of the warm ale, but softly spoke indifferently about words others could not hear:

"Old guys, I'm avenging you..."

I don’t know what I remembered, tears slid down his weathered cheeks, making the soldiers beside me seem at a loss, but soon, the young recruit took the wine glass handed over by his comrades beside him, replaced the empty cup in Luge’s hand, patted the veteran on the shoulder, and shouted: “Treat Ruge, to those brave seniors, cheers!”

After drinking the wine, the cheers gradually diluted the sadness in my heart.

Roddy sat on the ground with a red face - he had never had much alcohol content and looked ahead with a warm chest, and he felt like he had such a group of comrades who had come out of life and death, and his heart was also warm.

"Roddy! What are we going to do next?"

Carter excitedly represented the opinions of the masses and asked Roddy, who was sitting on the ground and looking at the sky.

"What else do you want to do? Sleep hard! When I go to find some ways to earn money, I will pay more military pay and close to you. After all, I will share the gold coins and let you go to the town to find women!"

The messy words were shouting, and the laughter echoed in the village. Roddy felt the world slowly spinning, and he let go of the alert that had always been hanging in the carnival crowd...and fell asleep.

The bonfire added some firewood, and the singing turned into whispers, and the snoring sounded gradually.

In the square, the scouts of Nolan Village, like Roddy, gathered together and lay on the ground, and spent their first night after returning home.

And...they slept the most reassuring sleep they had in a long time.

***

At the same time when Roddy and others returned to Nolan village safely, an unusual bloody battle broke out on the other end of the Naiheimian grassland that had never been possessed for many years.

The black smoke rises, and the flames bring no longer warmth and affection, but destruction and massacre.

The battle between the "Rohar Hammer" and the "Blood Spear" tribe caused thousands of casualties. Although the battle occurs every year, the Orc Kingdom is no longer surprised or even enjoys it. However, the war that took place this year is obviously unprecedented in scale. The most important thing is that the "Rohar Hammer", which used to have an absolute advantage in military strength, retreated step by step under the attack of the "Blood Spear". After fighting for more than two months, the war was extinguished under the conditions of being forced to give up a large area of ​​territory.

Such a beam is bound to be lifted, and it is obvious that in recent years, Rojar will have to fight to the death with the "Blood Spear" before he will give up. But what troubles Chief Rojar the most is not the defeat in the battle, but the fact that his most capable witch doctor Sarota disappeared for no reason.

The last place where the seventy-five wolf cavalry appeared was in the Cossack village. According to the villagers' instructions, the last battle between the witch doctor Sarota was to pursue the more than thirty human scouts. He did not come back in the end and might have been killed...

The orc who reported these situations was slapped out of the chief's tent. When he crawled back in dizzy, he could still hear the angry roar of Chief Rohal.

"Do you think I don't have a head?! Seventy-five wolf cavalry! And Sarota! Just chasing more than thirty scouts without losing their lives?!"

After the subsequent inquiry, there was no other thing. After five or six days of the matter, after sending people to the Death Swamp to patrol and seven or eight people died, Rohal had to accept a fact...

I'm afraid this smart witch doctor...has really happened.

At this point, he and the chief of "Blood Spear" certainly knew that this war was initiated by humans, but what to say at this time was useless - they unanimously targeted the humans on the other side of the grassland? Such a thing is simply unrealistic for orcs who only want to annex the other side's grassland!

The war has been fought, and the people have almost died. The territory has been occupied. The most important thing is that after fighting, he has been fighting back and forth, the more he has fought his family back and forth. The death of seventy-five wolf cavalry has already made him feel very painful, but the most important thing is that after the death of the witch doctor Sarota, the entire tribe has almost reduced its combat power by half!

Rohal wanted to use a hammer to smash the cunning humans into meat filling, but then he found that he didn't even know where the other party was...

The depressed chief thought so, but had no choice but to focus on how the tribe could recover its vitality as soon as possible - and naturally he would not know that in the village that once belonged to Sarota, a young orc solemnly made a vow to avenge his teacher.

Roddy didn't realize that he had killed the mentor of Zoro, the supreme ruler of the orcs in the future, and he wouldn't understand that the thin orc who fell in the Death Swamp would be the biggest mastermind of the entire orc invasion of Karen's Kingdom!

Now, when "Zoro", a ruler who was once "brave but not resourceful" in the eyes of players, history has completely embarked on a completely unpredictable path...

***

The rainy season is coming to an end without realizing it.

Since the scouts returned from the grassland, the atmosphere in Nolan Village has changed slightly due to the changes of these soldiers. Perhaps it was the numb young people who had finally experienced the passion and passion that had never been seen in their lives, or perhaps it was Captain Roddy who made them the promise that sounded like a joke. In short, every day when the farmers woke up early, they would see the scouts running around the village, shouting strange slogans such as "one, two, three, and four" and "defending the motherland".

This is the young man, just like the rising sun, full of vitality.

At noon at the end of August, the sun was no longer hot, and the breeze was already a little more refreshing. The hottest days of summer in Nolan Village have passed, and as the orc crisis resolved, the soldiers' training programs have also begun to change - not raids mainly on horseback and chopping, but have become real positional warfare, in order to one day play a role in complex and changeable environments or in certain dungeons.

On August 27, 588, Elon Calendar, Roddy made a new short bow and set out on the road to Hollier City.

Everything was carried out according to the plan he had made before: the surprise attack of the Orc Kingdom increased the level to level 8. Although the compound short bow made at this time was not "excellent" but was just whiteboard equipment, its damage, arrow speed and fire rate were better than the previous horn bow. With such a weapon, Roddy was preparing to go to Hollier City to see if there was any chance to kill Francis, a future "traitor", and with the "blasphemy" to try to treat the old duke.

If everything goes well, after these things are over, Roddy can choose to arrange a good place for the scouts to hone their skills, and he will start preparing for the "advanced profession" trial task after level 10.

Roddy always does this way, almost making expectations and strictly implementing what he can plan - but when he is ready to leave, he naturally has to say goodbye to these comrades who have experienced life and death together...

"Hey, I really should teach them to sing ten songs to send the Red Army..."

After walking three or four miles away, Roddy turned around and could still see the scouts who were still standing at the entrance of the village. Although he was moved, he was talking nonsense.

I was used to being a ranger in my previous life. I often had no one chatted with him for a few weeks last month, and the way I could relieve my emotions was just like this. After being silent for a long time, it would eventually make people feel bored. Roddy felt like the protagonist in the movie "The Rest of the Desert Island" who always chatted with the volleyball "Wilson". Sometimes I could enjoy myself by talking to myself a few words.

Taking a deep breath, he looked at the blue sky above his head, and couldn't help but hum in a low voice with the rhythm that jumped out of his mind: "I gave the Red Army a chance to go down the mountain with a creaking sound..."

"Second gift - forget it, it's so fucking ugly..."

The sound of horse hooves echoed in his ears, and when the Jingyu Forest gradually appeared in front of him, he couldn't help but remember the last time he went to Hollier City.

It would be fine if I really recalled it, but when I really missed the thrilling escape with the Duke's daughter - especially the scene where Sally thought she was scared to the ground because she was scared to the ground. It was almost a memory he would never forget in his life... Of course, perhaps mainly because he was impressed by the white and tender skin he showed when Sally "exposed" later.

What is she doing now? She is having fun fighting with his brother? Hey... Only she knows her identity in the noble class. As long as she doesn't reveal her identity and has the identity of "scout" to pretend, she will do everything she can't do. That idiot Francis probably won't even think that I saved Sally, right?
Chapter completed!