Black Dragon Code

Caesar hooked his claws, and the jackal walked up again with malicious intentions.

Seeing this, Brian curled up his body subconsciously, and shouted in panic: "I don't know! I don't know!"

Caesar ignored his begging for mercy, watching the jackal peel off Brian's flesh with a short dagger, and the miserable howling sounded again.

Normally speaking, once the strong line of defense of the interrogated person collapsed, it would not be so easy to rebuild, but Bryan persisted for a long time unexpectedly, crying and wailing and repeating "I don't know", and never gave up. any other information.

Just when Caesar wondered if this guy really knew nothing about Roy's plan, Brian went into a trance and finally let go.

"I said! I said!" His face was pale, sweat dripping like water, and he was tortured out of shape.

"Tell me, what is Roy preparing?"

"Roy, Roy."

Brian was a little incoherent. The great pain made his brain a mess, and he managed to organize the words: "Roy let the gnolls and kobolds go to the Dulu Basin in order to drag the black dragon..."

"ah!"

As soon as he said these words, his body began to melt like a candle in an instant. Brian stopped his mouth suddenly, let out a low cry, and looked at the black dragon in pain, his withered lips opened and closed.

However, his voice seemed to be blocked by something, and no more words came out.

"what happened?"

Caesar's pupils stood upright, and he stood up with a "bang", looking around with annoyance.

The shape of the human mouth is obviously saying "help", what is it that makes him want to ask the black dragon for help?

The speed of human ablation was very fast, Caesar only had time to glance around, and Brian's body had already turned into a puddle of pus, disappearing invisible and completely quiet.

Immediately afterwards, there was an imperceptible "boom boom" sound in the air. It was a sound like glass being crushed, which was keenly captured by the black dragon.

"It's an oath."

The orc Gal stepped forward in a muffled voice, staring at the pool of pus: "These people have made a vow with their lives, and they cannot betray the lord they are loyal to."

It is rare to swear by life even in the whole of Elradia. After all, such an oath is different from other covenants. Give others control.

Even among the human beings who like to make oaths the most, only some kings, lords and knights in front of the imperial court would promise to be harsh and heavy.

What Caesar didn't expect was that this human being named Brian had made such an oath. You know, what Gal captured was just an ordinary soldier under Roy's command.

According to this, isn't Roy's army all diehard fans?

horrible.

Thinking about it makes my scalp feel numb. If the dragon doesn't have sweat glands, Caesar must be covered with a layer of cold sweat.

A thousand soldiers who swear their allegiance to the death, not to mention Aladea, in any world, is not something that an ordinary earl's son can have.

Heilong began to wonder who he had offended.

A long-planned and ambitious conspirator? Or the illegitimate child of some kingdom in exile?

farewell!

"Notify Sifu that there are others preparing."

The black dragon quickly crawled out of the cave, and Caesar could tell from the half-word spoken by the deceased before he was annihilated. Roy definitely had something planned, and he was preparing a heavy punch: "We must evacuate immediately!"

"Find your leader yourself." Before leaving, the black dragon turned his head again, and told the wolf men who were licking the thick water.

At this time, he didn't care about jackals and kobolds anymore, so he could only mention a word in passing.

If Hogg is willing to follow, let them follow, if these guys are not fast enough,

The black dragon will throw them away without hesitation.

On the other side, fortunately, the orcs were already ready to withdraw at any time. With Caesar's order, the Stone Crow clan assembled within five minutes, quickly passed through the entrance and exit of the Duru Basin narrow passage, and began to move westward.

...

"My lord, as you expected, those orcs are coming this way. There are a lot of them, including young children."

Less than a moment after the orc clan left Dulu Basin, Roy immediately received a report from his scouts.

The young nobleman had already made arrangements and dispatched the most powerful archers around the Dulu Basin to monitor day and night. If there was any change in the orc clan, he could immediately receive information.

Although this caused a lot of losses to the army, every day he had scouts discovered, had encounters with orcs, or were found and killed by the black dragon.

Even so, Roy still replenished the scouts every day regardless of the cost.

Although the loss was great, the benefits were also obvious. The orcs didn't even think about leaving without a sound.

"really."

The noble took a sip of the orc-brewed jam, sat quietly under the shade, and teased the northern hounds.

Assuming that the black dragon is smart and cunning enough, there will definitely be plans to withdraw and transfer, so Roy has carefully studied the map long before that, and made a prediction about the location of that guy's migration.

The black dragon will never choose the green city in the north and the human kingdoms to the south of them, but to go to the east, it has to cross the vast elf forest. The creatures there are incompatible with the five-color dragons. I don't want to approach the East either.

It's bound to go west.

Of course, all of this can only be established when the black dragon is clear-headed and has investigated the surrounding situation.

However, after several fights with the black dragon, the young nobleman has roughly figured out the opponent's wisdom and strength, and he is 90% sure of his guess.

So, Roy simply took a gamble.

The young nobles carefully selected a hundred men and a hundred good horses, and went to the front to cover their whereabouts and perform reconnaissance missions, and then sneaked here with the army in batches, blocking the inevitable passage of the orcs' migration. On the road, wait for the rabbit.

Now, the camp behind the hump is completely the smoke that Roy released to disturb the opponent's sight and hearing. In fact, his main force has already touched here secretly.

As a result, fortunately, he won the bet.

"Prepare for an ambush."

Roy stood up and began to give orders: "Pay attention to cover the crossbowman, listen clearly, our purpose is to delay time, so we must avoid close combat and minimize losses."

Roy still remembers the profound and painful lesson from the last time. He will never make that mistake again, and he is determined not to take risks in order to achieve greater results. Instead, he chooses to play steadily and never give the black dragon any more chances.

But today is different from the past, there is no protection from the caster around him.

In order to prevent the black dragon from beheading the enemy, Roy did not intend to go to the frontline battlefield, so he could only give careful instructions word by word, and handed over the command to his most trusted subordinates,