The Legend of Fatality - Chapter 861

Bai En crawled towards the hole. Angelica crawled over to him. The two of them were specially selected because of their best eyesight. Eisenheim-Schneider has extinguished his luminous spell so that it will not attract the attention of others.

The stone in Bai En’s hands was wet and cold. Bai En really hopes that he can wear a piece of dry clothes. The fog has dissipated, and Bai En is not sure if this is related to the dragon; the bright sun shining happily from the sky. He carefully leaned forward, staring at the valley below. He only glanced at it and knew that the worst had happened.

Outside the Dragon Cave is not an army, but two. On one side of the valley are a group of orcs and goblins. They were organized into rough battle formations. A white ore had seen the biggest orc standing in the center, holding a rough scimitar and a round shield.

Groups of Goblin archers ran around the team. On one side are some orc knights riding huge war boars. The grunts made by their mounts were audible throughout the valley. A strange device was installed on the top of the hillside.

It is very similar to the slingshot that Bai En used when he was a child, but it is large enough to throw a large stone instead of a small stone. Although Bai En was curious about how this thing was used, he was quickly attracted to a few goblins wearing strange clothes next to it. Strange device.

Goblin’s spider knights sprinted along the cliff. One of them was riding some kind of shaman on his back. He waved a staff with a skull on top, shouting words of encouragement to his troops.

Bai En realized that there must be nearly a thousand forces on the orc side. He was glad that the dwarf oath takers did not rush out directly to face it. There are too many orcs there, and they cannot win.

On the other side, hundreds of armed men are confronting the orcs across the valley. They are row by row of halberds and row by row of crossbowmen. Only one or two leaders are riding on horseback. Behind them are some barbarian highlanders holding huge two-handed swords.

The difference between these people and the regular army is that they do not have good armor, but they have better discipline than the orcs. Even if they are at a disadvantage in terms of numbers, they still have a chance to win. Especially if they occupy the high ground, Bai En thought, let the orcs take the initiative to attack them.

Bai En realized that this must be the robber army of Henrik Richter. What wind blows him what strange opportunity will make these two forces meet outside the Dragon Cave

He heard Angelica’s gasp. “Look there! To the right of the human army.” She whispered.

Bai En immediately understood what she meant. He recognized the figure of the minstrel John Gates. Bai En felt that his suspicions about it were justified. The man was indeed a spy on the robbers in the mountains. They must have followed us.

And the two armies here must have done so. The orcs may want to avenge the massacre we caused them. Those human robbers may come to see the situation-if we kill the dragon, will they be able to rob the treasure from our hands?

But why are they fighting here now? What are they waiting for? Bai En still can’t guess this.

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John Gates cursed in his heart. Things did not go according to plan. Henrik Richter did summon the army at his request and brought them here along the mountain pass.

The scouts have been looking for signs of the dragon’s activity, but since it flew back from the north more than a week ago, they have never seen its movement. Those who witnessed its return even claimed that it looked injured.

This coincides with the story the dwarves told him. It was this morning that the few people saw the dwarves entering the Dragon’s Cave, and they had not yet come out. He wondered if they could really succeed in killing the beast.

This seemed impossible-there were corpses of people who had tried before in the valley, but there was something in the crowd that forced him to think they might succeed.

They are either the most convincing braggers that John Gates has ever met, or they are truly unique. John knew he was an expert in tasting characters, but they had convinced him.

Not only that, for him, the names of Guerrerogan Mahal and Brian Fatalin are no strangers. During the journey, he had heard a pair of stories matching their descriptions. Even if only one-tenth of these stories are true, they are not people who can be taken lightly.

Some young men have also said that they have seen an airship flying over the valley, which confirms their story about the airship ‘Glennell ’s Will’. All in all, John Gates believes that if they can manage to kill the dragon Carandil, it is worth the risk-bringing the whole gang here and grabbing the treasure. Henrik Richter also thought it was worth the risk.

What they did not expect was that the orcs came up with the same plan, and they were on the spot. The initial idea was to hide and see if the dwarves would come out of the dragon’s den. But when they watched the dwarves entering the dragon’s den, they found the orc’s team, and the whole gang was completely exposed.

The troops could only gather under the eyes of everyone. There is too much hatred between humans and orcs, and neither side can make changes. John Gates thought, they are really stupid and unfortunate.

If they knew that the orc would do so, they could let the orcs attack the dwarf oath takers and then ambush them from behind. But all they get is a report of orcs following the dwarves on the road, and in fact, those orcs do this for every caravan that crosses the mountains.

Who would have thought that they would suddenly gather the entire army? Now they are standing on the open ground like idiots, and neither side is willing to give in front of the other. John Gates shuddered at the thought of what would happen if the dwarves failed to kill the dragon, and the dragon burrowed out of the dragon’s den.

Maybe enough warriors gathered here to kill the beast. But even if they can do this, the casualties will be staggering. This is a profound lesson, but after careful consideration by John Gates, he believes that he cannot slip away without being noticed.

At the same time, he also wanted to know specifically-what exactly makes the orcs behave so excited

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Ugrek-Skinner glared at his hateful human enemy. This was the 100th time he considered ordering his soldiers to charge.

It would be great if he could feel the flow of human blood and the separation of human flesh under his blade. It’s better to be able to smash bones and smash skulls. It would be nice to just kill them, he thought. He could hardly restrain his desire to succumb to his tyrannical nature. almost.

Ugrek did not become the leader of all orcish tribes in the mountains because he succumbed to his tyrannical impulse. UU reading www.uukanshu. According to the orc’s standards, com possessed great patience and corresponding cunning, so that some people suspected that he had Goblin blood.

Even if there are still people who have these doubts, they will not mumble again; anyone who has said this, he will kill them and eat them. He left these distracting memories behind his head.

He needs to think. Now there is a possibility that the shaman’s dream is wrong, and those little dwarfs may not be able to kill the dragon. He knew that if the dragon was drilled from its nest, the dragon would be irritated by his men and the pink-skinned humans. In this way, the monster can easily get meat, and Ugrek does not intend to provide anyone with a meal in the near future.

If the shaman’s dream is correct, then the little dwarf with a big axe will soon come out. Ever since he heard the story of Glend-June about the dwarf slaughtering his men with the axe, Ugrek knew that the axe must be his.

With such weapons and the treasures of dragons, he can form a large army and sweep through human land like an avalanche. The orcs will gather from all over the world, follow him, and kill and plunder in his name.

But the humans in front of him hindered his fate, which made him very annoyed. This angered him so much that he almost ordered an attack. They were really unlucky here, he thought. It’s just that they are out of luck. He thought to himself that maybe these human beings were the flesh prepared for his future army. This made him wonder what the dragon meat tasted like. He guessed that if the shaman’s dream was correct, he would soon know.

Shaman’s dream will always come true in the past. Why not this time