On April 15th, the Naihemian grassland.

The cloudless grassland has long recovered, and the new grass is everywhere. At this time, for orcs, it is the season for livestock to grow and reproduce, which is commonly known as the "development period".

But for the "Rohar Hammer" tribe, after being attacked by Roddy last year and losing the clever witch doctor Sarota, the situation of the entire tribe quickly took a sharp turn and there was no sign of "development".

The stupid head of Chief Rohal thought that continuous invasion and plunder could restore the tribe's vitality, but he did not expect... Now that the population has dropped sharply, the tribes short of clothing and food can no longer support the extremely risky plunder battle.

However, for Chief Rohal, such a problem is not a "problem". The aggressiveness in the bones of the orcs makes them like the pleasure of "get it for nothing" when harvesting other people's achievements. Therefore... He followed the advice of his first witch doctor "Bothal", and issued a dead order to the tribe: snatch enough food, hoard more troops, and invade more tribes!

As one of Busar's subordinates, the witch doctor Zulanda, under the command, brought thirty orcs to plunder the villages near the territory that belonged to the "Broken Hand Tribe".

However, just when he thought a fierce war would happen, the orcs exploring the way forward discovered a fact: the village had been attacked by another force within half an hour.

The bodies of the herdsmen of the "Broken Hand Tribe" were lying on the grass, and the smell of blood came to their faces, but the cattle and sheep disappeared, and they were obviously robbed.

"Check the traces! They must have not gone far!"

Zulanda was very unhappy. He pulled the smelly fur coat on his body and ordered to his subordinates: "Be quicker! If you delay Chief Rohal's affairs, you can just wait to die!"

The orc's roughness is not only reflected in the movements, but the witch doctor's speaking style is also a microcosm of their savage thinking...

However, after the words came, some movement suddenly appeared in the tent in front of him. Zulanda's subordinates hurriedly held their weapons tightly and roared in a combat posture, but then they found that the figure walking out of the tent seemed familiar...

"Zuranda witch doctor, I haven't seen him for many days."

Accompanied by the low words, Zoro, with his chest naked, appeared in front of these orcs. Behind him, a group of soldiers covered in blood... It was obvious that they had just slaughtered all the orcs in this village.

"Zoro!?"

Zulanda's face changed and she gritted her teeth and said, "You are still alive? It seems that the severe cold in winter has not taught you a lesson..."

Because of his outstanding ability, Zoro was always excluded and suppressed by a group of witch doctors after Sarota's death. In the end, he almost hid on the edge of the grassland in an "exiled" manner - and Zuranda was the most active promoter among them.

When the enemies met, Zoro did not act like a "eyeful" attitude. He was wearing the simple linen pants, and his entire upper body was covered with healing scars... This tough posture invisibly brought unspeakable pressure to Zuranda: several times of the orc kingdom, Zoro was probably the only witch doctor who dared to fight on the front line.

"I'm not doing well for you guys." Zoro walked calmly, holding a black iron rod in his hand, and came to Zulanda casually. "It seems that Rohal is preparing to expand his troops again?"

"You are not qualified to speak out for your decision by Chief." Zulanda replied in a tough tone, then waved his hand and said, "Stop talking nonsense, hand over all the things you snatched."

Zoro did not move at all. His rock-like muscles were trembling slightly, as if he was enduring certain emotions. After his eyes swept over Zulanda, he said in a deep voice: "It will be no good for the tribe to continue robbing like this."

"Tell me all this to Doctor Busal. I'm not interested in listening to your nonsense."

Zuranda sneered, but she felt more and more disdainful in her heart - Boussar has now become the "No. 1 witch doctor" of the tribe. No matter how powerful Zoro is, he cannot threaten his position.

He walked towards the camp, waved his hand to shout at his subordinates around him, "Take the things away! Hurry up! I'm not interested in wasting time here, you..."

He stopped in shock and found that Zoro raised his hand to stop him.

"Let me find Busal?"

While speaking, a head was thrown out by Zoro's subordinates and rolled onto the ground in front of Zuranda.

The witch doctor looked over in confusion, then changed his face instantly. He took three or four steps back in horror, and sat down to the ground...

The ground was covered with soil and grass, and it was the head of the witch doctor Busal!

"You, you, you..."

Zuranda opened her mouth, but an elemental buzzing interrupted his words-

"Buzz!"

The elemental chain hammer appeared in the air. Zoro looked at Zuranda standing there and waved the heavy "skull-breaker" expressionlessly.

"Hao—"

The deformed and cracked corpse fragments flew out in a scattered manner, and the bursting sound completely scared Zulanda's men.

Under the influence of "bloodthirst", Zoro, with a tall body, slowly moved his footsteps and dragged the heavy chain hammer toward the remaining orcs...

"A group of brainless idiots will only drag everyone into the abyss."

The hammer plowed a deep trace on the ground, declaring its amazing weight... and the anger that had been suppressed for three months in Zoro's heart.

He was almost in desperate situation in the past three months, but in the end he led all his subordinates to survive the difficulties with his inhuman perseverance. Now - he has officially embarked on his own path of revenge.

And...unstopped.

*******

Southwest end of the Kingdom of Karen, Briel Forest.

As the southernmost area of ​​the kingdom, it was already called "hot" in April, and there seemed to be endless rain in the humid forest - and after experiencing a war in such an environment, no matter who it was, it seemed as if it had just fallen into the water, and was in a tight mess.

"Confirm death!"

"Confirm death!"

"puff--"

The sound of the sword stabbing into the body sounded, followed by a muffled sentence: "Confirm death."

The combat squad in white robes was reporting the results of the battle in the rain forest.

The fierce battle that just happened has ended, all the twelve "Rose Cross" members survived, while none of the enemies escaped and were all "purified".

In the eyes of civilians, "religious struggle" seems to be limited to verbal attacks and accusations, but few people can know the real blood behind it - the extreme religion of "Virer Cross" is becoming increasingly fierce in the southern part of the kingdom, and frequently clashes with "Rose Cross". So now nearly 100 squads have been sent here to start a retaliatory attack on the pagans who are active in the shadows.

This is a merciless battle without any mercy.

"Calculation is completed and return to the outpost."

When some cold sounds sounded, the soldiers who were breathing and resting stood up almost like conditioned reflexes and replied collectively: "Yes!"

Their armor and robes were covered with blood and dirt, their faces were covered with mud marks, their bodies were extremely tired, and they didn't even want to move... However, these temple warriors never disobeyed the captain's orders.

During the two months of fighting face-to-face with the pagans, they were the only team that had not yet lost their staff, and their captain made great contributions to such achievements.

After the order was over, a white light followed. The exhausted soldiers suddenly felt that their bodies had recovered a lot of physical strength. They looked at the back that was already walking in the front of the team, and their eyes were filled with indescribable awe...

When all the teams just came to the south to carry out their mission, the "captain" in front of them was just an inconspicuous priest among countless soldiers. As a woman, she would always encounter discrimination in wars belonging to men. However, a week after the local conflict broke out, everyone changed their views on the priest.

In several encounters, she led the team to kill the most tenacious enemies, conquered the strongest positions, and became a well-deserved controller of the battlefield!

Her achievements made everyone dare not look down on this cold-faced young pastor.

Because of her outstanding contribution, she was promoted to captain, and then she annihilated all enemies in the next twelve encounters. In this unknown hidden battlefield, she began to have a prominent nickname between the enemy and friendly forces:

"White Scythe".

She doesn't like talking, but it doesn't make people feel cold. But what everyone knows the deepest is the captain's amazing growth rate... and her inadvertent sadness revealed.

There is always sorrow between the captain's eyebrows. Some people muster up the courage to ask, but they will never get the answer. And after each battle, the captain always stands on the edge of the battlefield, looking at everything in front of him, as if he is gently telling something to someone hiding in her heart.

Whenever this happened, she would always gently rub a bone dice in her hand.

*******

Under the calm appearance of the kingdom, there is always an unknown undercurrent. In the distant west, no one knows that there is a city in the epic of annihilation that has reappeared and taken for himself by a young man named Roddy.

In Mogra village, farmers who work all day long don’t even know the conflict between the orcs on the border of the kingdom.

At this moment, Nefi was playing with Sam's shepherd dog with joy. She had a smile on her face and temporarily forgot the sadness of her mother's departure. In the past three months, the young Nefi has gradually adapted to life under the care of Uncle Sam.

Every day, she would recite those big books according to her mother's request, but more often, she always likes to stand in the west of the village and look at the path in the distance - so when her mother appears there, she will be the first person in the village to know that her mother is back.

However, after being disappointed again and again, Camilla was also a little discouraged. She held the furry sheepdog and looked at the sky, imagining where her mother might be now...

While thinking, Nafi suddenly heard a conversation sound - she hurriedly got up and looked at her in surprise, but then she pouted in disappointment.

The person who came was not the mother.

She casually swept over the five travelers in gray-brown robes, raised their curved eyebrows a little, as if thinking about the identities of these guys... The other party saw Nafei and looked at him. After some emotions were deeply hidden, the middle-aged man who was leading came to the red-haired little girl and asked, "What is this place? If you look for the village chief, how should you go?"

Naifie did not do anything out of the ordinary. After pointing the way with a tender voice, she looked at the pedestrian and walked towards the village, while muttering strangely: "The light on these guys is so strange..."

I can't figure out such a problem, so Naifie stopped thinking about it. She lay on the bundle of straw stacks, looked at the blue sky and white clouds, and hummed the song carefreely...

This day is April 16th.

At the same time, Roddy's team had just arrived at the Sora post. On April 15, the Naihemian Prairie.

The cloudless grassland has long recovered, and the new grass is everywhere. At this time, for orcs, it is the season for livestock to grow and reproduce, which is commonly known as the "development period".

But for the "Rohar Hammer" tribe, after being attacked by Roddy last year and losing the clever witch doctor Sarota, the situation of the entire tribe quickly took a sharp turn and there was no sign of "development".

The stupid head of Chief Rohal thought that continuous invasion and plunder could restore the tribe's vitality, but he did not expect... Now that the population has dropped sharply, the tribes short of clothing and food can no longer support the extremely risky plunder battle.

However, for Chief Rohal, such a problem is not a "problem". The aggressiveness in the bones of the orcs makes them like the pleasure of "get it for nothing" when harvesting other people's achievements. Therefore... He followed the advice of his first witch doctor "Bothal", and issued a dead order to the tribe: snatch enough food, hoard more troops, and invade more tribes!

As one of Busar's subordinates, the witch doctor Zulanda, under the command, brought thirty orcs to plunder the villages near the territory that belonged to the "Broken Hand Tribe".

However, just when he thought a fierce war would happen, the orcs exploring the way forward discovered a fact: the village had been attacked by another force within half an hour.

The bodies of the herdsmen of the "Broken Hand Tribe" were lying on the grass, and the smell of blood came to their faces, but the cattle and sheep disappeared, and they were obviously robbed.

"Check the traces! They must have not gone far!"

Zulanda was very unhappy. He pulled the smelly fur coat on his body and ordered to his subordinates: "Be quicker! If you delay Chief Rohal's affairs, you can just wait to die!"

The orc's roughness is not only reflected in the movements, but the witch doctor's speaking style is also a microcosm of their savage thinking...

However, after the words came, some movement suddenly appeared in the tent in front of him. Zulanda's subordinates hurriedly held their weapons tightly and roared in a combat posture, but then they found that the figure walking out of the tent seemed familiar...
To be continued...