Black Dragon Code

"Caesar."

After Sifu and Gal left, Luna, who stayed in the small house, flew to him again, and couldn't help but ask, "You... really want to kill all the people outside?"

"yes."

"However, many of those people are adventurers from outside. They just came here to inquire about the news of Summer Grass, not enemies." The little guy's mood fluctuated slightly.

"Not now, doesn't mean never."

Caesar shook his head: "Do you think that when the lord's army arrives in the wilderness, these people will turn a blind eye and stand by? No, they will only join in the crusade against the Stone Crow clan, adding straw to the dying camel, in an attempt to make a living in this battle." A piece of the feast of war."

Caesar has always been unafraid to judge others with the greatest malice. When the war is approaching, he must try his best to kill the threat in the cradle. The Stone Crow Clan can only usher in the fate of being divided and eaten.

"But it's so cruel. If someone discovers your existence, Al Torenzo's name will definitely be on the list of those righteous men."

Luna was a little worried.

"So what?"

Caesar smiled at her: "I was originally a dragon."

If possible, Caesar didn't want war either. He wasn't the kind of time traveler who would go against the sky at every turn. He was just one of hundreds of millions of ordinary people in his previous life.

As a black dragon, Caesar has no bullshit desire to rule the world. He just wants to guard his one-acre three-point land, and be a vulgar lord who is neither big nor small, neither good nor bad, farming, selling Card, in your free time, go to Aladea in Nuoda to enjoy the scenery of other worlds.

The dream is very small, but there are some people who don't let him come true.

...then go die.

After two years of recuperation, the Stone Crow Clan already had a hundred powerful orcs who could truly be called "warriors". However, they did not launch an attack directly.

Under Caesar's command, a hundred orcs were divided into two teams. One team put their weapons and armor into the bullock cart, and then covered them with cloth. They yelled at each other as usual, and left the tribal territory like transporting summer grass pulp.

The other team remained silent, with red eyes quietly staying in their respective caves, fully armed, waiting for the commander's order.

Except for the army scouts who sent a few people to follow the orcs, no one cared about those who left, because in the recent period, the orcs went to the Mostel Grand Canyon to deliver goods and deliver summer grass almost every day. This is something people are used to.

Observers are more concerned about the movements in the territory of the Stone Crow Clan.

The six scouts who were in charge of following the orcs were also yawning and absent-minded. They had originally received an order to observe whether there were any abnormal creatures in the Stone Crow clan, and they were not interested in these green-skinned ugly orcs.

The leader of this team is Orcash, although he is usually a bit stupid, but he performs the task well. He followed Caesar's instructions, and he quarreled with other people on the way, and even let the orcs go. Jungle hunting, put the speed extremely slow.

After procrastinating and procrastinating, the road was not halfway, and the sky became dark first.

Olkash muttered a few words loudly, and then simply ordered to stop the march and stay where he was, as if he was going to spend the night in this place.

The orcs sat down one after another, lit a fire and set up a fire, grilling the meat they had caught before.

When they smelled the aroma of roasted lambs coming from the camp, the scouts who were in charge of following them couldn't bear it anymore. The six humans had been watching the movement of these orcs. They had no time to hunt fresh meat, so they could only eat it in their mouths. Pack the dry food you carry with you.

After walking for a long time, they were both hungry and thirsty. Watching the orcs feasting on the barbecue, the six scouts were full of resentment.

But at this moment, they saw the leading orc waving his hand, shouting "friend, friend\

,"Invite them to share a meal together.

"It turns out that the orcs have discovered us a long time ago." Several scouts looked at each other.

"Hey."

One of the scouts made a suggestion. His voice was rough and he was much older than the others: "If you want me to say, since they have already found out, then we might as well stand up and stand upright."

This guy was unkempt, and his hair and beard hadn't been trimmed for some time. He didn't look like a soldier, but looked more like a bandit or a robber.

"Since these orcs dare to invite, we can't show our cowardice and be looked down upon by others, so we can simply go up to have a meal. How about it, do you dare?" Old You Tiao instigated.

However, these people were Earl Brando's direct army, and they were not dazzled by their appetites. They shook their heads and said, "I'm going to go by myself."

"A few cowards."

The unkempt scout scolded, then stood up and lifted his belt: "I can go alone."

As he said that, under the disgusted eyes of others, this guy walked towards the orc's camp carelessly.

After half an hour.

With his belly up and his eyebrows raised, Lao Youzi returned safely as if he had returned from victory. His mouth was full of oil and he was full of belches. He had obviously been warmly received by the orcs and had a hearty meal there.

Now the other scouts couldn't take it anymore, just as the orcs sent out another invitation, so they left the old guys who were full to take charge of the rotation, and they all rushed into the orcs' camp.

These orcs obviously didn't regard them as outsiders, they called to each other, and handed the fragrant barbecue to the five slightly cramped humans.

Delicious food reduces their vigilance to the lowest point.

While eating meat, the leading orc suddenly slapped his head, apologized to the five human soldiers, and then took out two jugs of fine wine from the northern countries from somewhere.

This time they ate more happily, and they didn't even care about Orcash's offer to give it to the old brother before. He let the strong orc hold the wine and walked towards the place where the soldiers stayed. go.

ten minutes later.

"Ah! Help—"

Suddenly there was a scream in the distance.

The five soldiers in the camp turned pale with fright, quickly dropped the barbecue in their hands, drew their swords and jumped up.

However, they found that they were surrounded by groups of people, and all the orcs who were smiling and naive all changed their faces, showing fierce fangs, sharpening their knives and walking towards them.

There were endless screams.

Several scouts were quickly chopped into meat, and at this time, Olkash also returned from a short distance, with blood on his protruding fangs.

The orcs lifted the cover on the bullock cart, and while putting on their armor, they laughed and said, "Olkash, you won't kill that man, will you? I didn't expect you to have such a hobby."

"That guy is a bit powerful, I almost ran away from him."

Olkash scratched his head and smirked, holding a torch and lighting the surroundings, his smile was especially scary against the firelight.

The wilderness in the dry season is burning at any point, the fire is raging and the smoke is billowing, it is now in the middle of the night, the flames in the dark will make all creatures panic, but it has no effect on the orcs who are born with dark vision.

The firelight was the signal for the orcs to attack. They were divided into two groups, one group charged from the clan territory, and the other group surrounded them from the outside. In this case, the old wizard Sifu also chose to make a move to ensure nothing goes wrong.

This is a massacre.