The Bloody Crusade of the Ash Knight

The weather in the south is blazing all year round, but the mornings and nights in autumn and winter are still a bit cold.

Early in the morning, Zhuo stirred the wheat bran with water.

Wheat bran is the ration of domestic dolphins. Compared with slaves, domestic dolphins can produce meat, so the rations of domestic dolphins are better than those of slaves.

At this point, the orc master had not yet gotten up. While stirring the wheat chaff, Zhuo secretly looked around.

There was no one around, so Zhuo quickly grabbed a handful of dolphin food and stuffed it into his mouth. Cooking livestock is a fatiguing job, and for slaves, dolphin food is the best food in the world.

A gust of autumn wind made the quilt shiver with cold.

Two pieces of coarse cloth hung in front of Zhuo's body, which were gifts from the orc master. Although they could not keep out the cold, they still showed Zhuo's status among the slaves.

I am the most trusted slave of the Orc Master...

While secretly eating dolphin food, he was ventriloquising proudly.

It was very quiet in the early morning. The sound of horse hooves coming from far away attracted Zhuo's attention.

Could it be that the centaur lord is here to collect the bill again?

This is already the hinterland of the Orcs, and the surrounding Orc tribes are all covered by Centaur orcs.

Since he is the younger brother, he still has to pay the necessary protection fees.

Orcs collect a poll tax, which is paid monthly. Collecting taxes every month not only collects benefits in real time, but also protects the subordinates.

There are many tribes in the Centaur territory, and these tribes fight with each other. Since the Centaur does not produce, the consumption of the war will naturally be collected from the territories under their hands.

"Tap, tap, tap, tap..."

The hoofbeats of the centaur master were getting closer and closer, and suddenly a group of armored knights sprang out of the mist...

"shi meat..."

The rope tore through the air, caught the wooden railings of the camp, and the knight turned his horse's head...

"Kalala..."

The village wall was uprooted, and the logs were lifted high with fresh soil, and then dragged into the morning fog.

As the cavalry approached, the orc masters rushed out of the huts.

There are two centaur territories nearby. In addition to collecting head taxes from their own brothers, the orcs will also plunder hostile orc tribes.

The orc heard the sound of the horse's hooves accelerating and thought that it was not his eldest brother who came to collect taxes.

Sure enough, the orcs rushed out of the hut and saw the wall of their village being torn apart...

"Da da da……"

The wall was demolished, but before Zhuo could react, a small group of human cavalry rushed into the wall...

The six cavalrymen were not wearing helmets, and Zhuo could tell at a glance that these guys were all "human slaves."

As slaves for generations, human beings are the symbol of slaves in the dirty mind.

The bodies of the six knights were filled with various fighting auras, and they crossed over and headed straight towards the orcs.

"Puff puff……"

The knight slashed left and right, and the half-orc masters fell into a pool of blood one by one...

After the six knights, there were more human cavalry. These cavalrymen were dressed in black and wore black armor, holding bright knight swords in their hands. They passed by Zhuo's face one by one...

The whole camp was in flames of war, red and white! Fighting, begging for mercy...

Seeing the great men fall into a pool of blood one by one, the dirty world view suddenly collapsed...

As a human being, Zhuo has always worked diligently, dreaming of working hard in this life and having a good background in the next life.

Whether it's a half-orc master or a more advanced orc. Even if it is a domestic dolphin, it is better than a human slave.

But today, a group of human slaves rushed into the tribe, and under the dazzling sharp blades, the elders died violently one by one...

"This...this...is...this is...against the heavens?"

Zhuo stood on the spot, his hands tied by a group of infantry, and then driven into the ranks of slaves.

He walked forward in a daze, ate and drank in a daze, and when Zhuo came to his senses, he had arrived at a tribe with only humans...

There was a battle the day before yesterday. There were 700 private soldiers in the attack, but only 450 came back alive!

This is a large tribe of half-orcs, with a total of 3000 porcupines in the tribe!

The porcupine has rough skin and thick flesh. Even a third-level knight would need a full sword blow to kill the porcupine.

Of course, with big losses comes big gains. A battle does not involve agricultural and sideline products. The slaves alone captured 6000+ people!

The loss of soldiers was too high, and Andile ordered to rest for a week before making plans.

For this battle, Andier prepared for more than three months.

After buying 500 private soldiers, the Wilton family trained for two months! After a battle, only about 500 of the 300 private soldiers were left alive.

Excluding those who were too injured to participate in the battle, there were only 280 private soldiers left who were still capable of fighting!

"Boss, how did this battle end? Isn't the porcupine's skin too thick?"

"Huh, there are no small tribes around. Every time we fight in the future, it will be a tough battle!"

"Ah... my private soldiers are almost gone..."

"Oh shit, think about the profits you got. Come back and tell me about the consumption problem!"

"Then what should we do..."

"Increase investment! I am going to spend 1 gold coins to buy noble private soldiers from the neighboring principality!

Don't be idle, discuss with your grandfather to see if you can add a group of private soldiers. "

"As for the private soldiers, last time I brought the caravan back, I sent a letter home. I estimate that they will arrive in two or three months!"

"Okay, since winter is approaching, let's seal it up first during the war..."

"Boss, this is the south, and it won't be too cold in winter!"

"Sharpening the sword never wastes time cutting wood! The early battles were just to test the feasibility of the plan. Now that everyone feels that there is profit to be made, we will naturally move forward more steadily!"

"Boss, what's your plan?"

"Purge the surrounding orcs, and then attack the surrounding centaur tribes!"

"Hiss... Centaur! When Centaur matures, he is a fourth-level orc. He is born with supernatural power and is a natural harpooner! Are we a little bit unprepared when attacking Centaur territory?"

"Is it difficult for us to train 2000 level or above private soldiers in one winter?"

"With your supply of potions, it is not difficult for a fourth-level knight to become a knight."

"After three months of fighting at the fourth level, and with the blessing of potions, it shouldn't be difficult to advance to the fifth level, right?"

"Uh... there's a good chance..."

"Is it difficult for a fully armed fifth-level knight to attack a fourth-level centaur???"

"Uh... Boss, you don't want to create the legendary knights, do you?"

"The legendary knights?"

"Three hundred years ago, the Principality of Demacia, the Demacia Knights! The Knights had 6000 members, all sixth-level knights!"

"Oh? 6000 sixth-level knights, are they very strong? Why are they legendary?"

"The Principality of Demacia is just a small country, and the Knights of Demacia are the only sixth-level knights in the principality!"

"How's the combat effectiveness?"

"Very powerful. But he died from the orcs' human sea tactics! The 20 orc army not only killed the knights, but there were still about 15 left..."

"What do you want to express?"

"Elites must have auxiliaries! Every empire has elite knights! But elite knights have a large group of auxiliaries!"

"Okay, I understand what you mean. But now we must take the route of elite soldiers!

We are now in the period of plundering. When we really want to build a country in the future, we will talk about the issue of the combination of meat and vegetables. "