White Dragon Lord

The second half of the night.

The silver moon slopes westward.

A few kilometers away from Blade Fortress.

Under the cool moonlight, a soldier was leaning against a rock, holding a paper in one hand and a diary in the other, recording the records.

I am Moran, I am a soldier, from the common people.

cough cough cough.

At this time, the team I belonged to and I were about to carry out the order given by the superiors - to scout the information of the orc clan.

Those damn greenskins got a batch of crossbows out of nowhere, and shot one of our buddies to death. I heard that the poor bastard was carried away by the crossbow arrows.

Oh~, what a poor and unlucky fellow!

Therefore, we have a mission, we must find the source of the crossbow, and then collect evidence to send those damn smugglers and collaborators to the gallows.

Then become a hero, accept flowers and applause from Guliang, get promotion and salary increase, marry Bai Fumei, and embark on the peak of life~.

Rookie, it's time to go!

The captain's cry woke the young soldier from a sweet dream.

Rookie? !

That's right, it's Moran, who is the only recruit in this three-person reconnaissance team.

In fact, he was not a recruit. Moran had been in the army for a year before he was transferred to the reconnaissance team. Due to his excellent training performance in various aspects, he was noticed by his superiors and was transferred to the reconnaissance team.

The reconnaissance team is not for anyone to enter.

To become a qualified scout, you must learn the skills of writing, sign language, code language, field survival, traps, and various weapons. All in all, a scout team is the essence of an army.

However, so much knowledge cannot be learned in a day or two.

Therefore, the reconnaissance team implements the policy of veterans leading new recruits.

Moran's master was his captain, Tam, the one who called him.

coming!

Scout - Moran hurriedly closed the diary,

Put it in the small bag on the back and run to the captain.

The three surreptitiously came not far from the orc's camp.

There is no clear goal for this mission, so everything needs to be explored by themselves. Therefore, the experienced Taim intends to take two team members to explore the information in the hinterland of the Orc Prairie.

However, before that, they need to break through the blockade of the orc clan.

In Blade's Edge Fortress, more and more soldiers came from all over the empire.

Outside the Blade's Edge Fortress, the orc clans also came one after another. They set up their camps not far from the Blade's Edge Fortress, and the dense camps blocked the road from the fortress to the Orc Prairie.

Therefore, the reconnaissance team needs to take great risks and pass through the camp of the orcs.

It is not the ideological awareness of the reconnaissance team that came to carry out such a dangerous mission, but the reward given by the empire to this mission, it is too rich!

As long as you can figure out the source of the orc clan's equipment, you can directly obtain the viscount title that can be hereditary.

That was enough for all the Scouts to take their heads off and hang them on their belts.

Therefore, Moran's dream of promotion and salary increase recorded in his diary, and the dream of reaching the pinnacle of life, is not just talk, but the opportunity is at hand.

Taim stared at the dark orc camp. Most of the orcs fell asleep. Taim could even hear the orcs snoring like thunder, but outside the camp, there were two orcs with a wolf, patrolling aimlessly. .

The reconnaissance captain looked up at the moon that was about to fall into the horizon. When the moon completely fell into the horizon, the earth fell into complete darkness. At this time, when animals and humans were sleepy, it was also the best time to pass through the orc camp.

And the gaps between the camps of the various clans of the orcs just gave the reconnaissance team a chance.

Silvermoon is about to completely disappear into the horizon, Taim whispered.

be ready.

Everyone quickly took out the small box in the backpack, took out the medicine powder inside, and carefully smeared it all over the body. These special medicine powder made of plants can cover up the smell of everyone, so that the wolf's nose can't find them.

Otherwise, passing through the orc camp will only be a fool's dream, and the noses of these wolves are old.

After everyone made preparations, the earth fell into complete darkness, and even the chirping of insects disappeared.

Everything is quiet.

Under the command of the captain, the reconnaissance team lay on the knees in the grass and slowly, bit by bit, crawled towards the orc camp.

Moran gently scraped the grass in front of him with his fingers, and his fingertips slid across the green grass. He could even feel the soft fluff and moist dew on the surface of the grass. The dew-drenched fingertips gently touched the ground, followed by The palm of the hand, the body moved forward another distance.

The arc of everyone's movement is very small, for fear of attracting the attention of the wolves. When surrounded by strong enemies, they were discovered and there was only one dead end.

In this way, everyone avoided all the way with good luck, and the patrol route of the two orcs and a warg moved to the center of the camp.

The snoring of the orc soldiers in the camp was close to his ears, and Moran also heard the ravings of the orcs in their dreams.

At this point, the good luck of the reconnaissance team seems to have run out.

The orcs walked towards the reconnaissance team with the Warg. Everyone hurriedly lay on the ground, not daring to move. They controlled their breathing, and their hearts slowed down.

Puff, puff.

The footsteps of the orc's big feet rubbing against the grass were getting closer.

Everyone was powerless and could only lie on the ground silently waiting for the judgment of fate.

The orc and the warg passed by not far from Moran, when the warg suddenly stopped.

Everyone's heart is tight.

I saw the wolf bowed his head and opened his mouth wide, and yawned.

The night wind carried the stench from the wolf's mouth and spread it into Moran's nose, and Moran fell even lower.

Immediately after, the Warg raised a hind leg, and a stinky liquid shot out from the Warg's crotch, shot on the grass, and splashed on the face of Mo Lan, who was lying on the ground.

呲呲呲~.

Hearing the babble of the Warg releasing its memory, an orc touched the top of the Warg's head and boasted to his companions.

Haha! Listen! How powerful this guy shoots! Dofu! Do you want me to let Heiqi breed your snow cabbage! I can guarantee that a strong wolf cub will be born!

Huh?! You'd better keep it for yourself, my snow dish isn't something a skinny nigger like yours deserves.

After the warg was released, the two orcs walked away, scolding and laughing.

Moran wiped his face and moved on.

For the elites of the reconnaissance team, endurance practice is also essential. For this reason, Moran once ate the mice newly caught in the sewers, and also spent a whole day lying beside the ant nest.

This level, for the elite of the reconnaissance team, is just a drizzle.

The reconnaissance team moved on.

The captain of the reconnaissance team in front, Taim, suddenly stopped, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

Because in the grass in front of him, there was a sleeping Warg lying on his stomach, and the knee-high grass covered the figure of the Warg. When he found it, he was only one meter away from the Warg.

Under the terrified eyes of Taim, the Warg stood up suspiciously.