Chapter 62, Looking for Mines
"Great Chief, you can start." After the priest finished speaking, he stepped aside.
Sal looked at Kent's flickering figure and asked directly: "Kent, how did you die? Where were the others?"
Hearing Thrall's words, Kent looked slightly bitter and replied: "An undead stronghold suddenly appeared near the tribe. They destroyed the tribe and all the members died in battle. No one was spared."
Wow!
All the top orcs below were instantly confused.
The undead camp has always been mysterious and strange.
They rarely appear in areas where creatures gather, and every time they appear, they bring panic and chaos.
Kent's Burning Blade Tribe has been developing in that area for several years, but has never found an undead stronghold.
Why did an undead stronghold suddenly appear?
"What is the strength of the other party and how many manpower does it have?" Thrall continued to ask.
"The enemy is only the size of a village. There are no heroic units stationed there, but there are hundreds of thousands of troops, all low-level troops." Kent continued to answer.
But the figure on the altar had begun to shake violently, and it was obvious that he could not hold on for long.
"With the size of a village, how can there be so many troops?" Sal felt something was wrong, and even suspected that Kent might have seen it wrong or his memory was confused.
"Indeed, these are all things I have seen with my own eyes. The other party's lord is still a human. I suspect that he may possess the treasures of the undead clan to be able to control so many undead soldiers. I..."
Kent wanted to continue talking, but the next second, his condensed soul was shattered.
It turns into a point of light and slowly disappears.
"Great Chief, the time has come," the priest said.
Sal nodded, but his mind was thinking about what Kent said.
He didn't feel the slightest bit sad because of the death of Kent and tens of thousands of orcs.
War and death are the normal conditions of the orc clan, happening every day.
His only regret was the support he had given to the Kent Territory in the past few years.
Who would have thought that a group of undead that suddenly appeared would shatter so many years of hard work.
While feeling secretly annoyed, he also recalled Kent's last words, that the other party might have a treasure of the undead in his hands.
This piqued his interest.
If the other party really has some treasure in his hand, wouldn't it be his own?
The Skullbreaker Tribe and the Burning Blade Tribe are different.
The Cold Wind Tribe has already been conquered, and there are many more soldiers and horses at their disposal.
It is easy to destroy a village with only low-level soldiers.
And Thrall himself is a purple level 9 hero, which is even more incomparable to Kent.
"Here comes someone."
An orc immediately stepped forward and said, "Warchief."
"We are waiting in peace, go to the Burning Blade Tribe, explore the location of the Undead Village, and bring all the information back to me. Thrall said loudly.
"Yes." The orc accepted the order and quickly left to arrange for manpower.
Sal strode back, feeling much better.
If what Kent said is true, a weak human possesses a treasure that can control tens of thousands of undead.
As long as he sends troops to destroy it, he can get this treasure.
The strength of the tribe will be greatly improved.
As for fighting, Thrall is not worried at all.
What kind of defense can a village-level building have?
He has absolute confidence that he can easily destroy this village and get the treasure in the opponent's hands.
……
The next day, early morning.
The sun shines through the windows, illuminating the room.
Fang Hao rubbed his eyes, stretched, and got out of bed.
It's a new day.
After getting dressed, he slowly walked out of the room.
"Master, good morning." Yi'er was preparing breakfast in the kitchen and smiled when she saw Fang Hao coming down.
Over the past few days, Yi'er has become more and more cheerful.
Occasionally, I would tell Fang Hao some things about the former tribe and the life of the orcs.
"Morning!" Fang Hao waved his hand.
Go out of the wooden house, scoop out some water in the bucket, and wash yourself.
After the wooden house was upgraded to level four, a kitchen was added.
I wonder if there will be toilets with running water or something in the future.
After washing up, Yi'er also brought breakfast.
Vegetable broth, and a fruit platter.
In the current situation, Fang Hao can be said to be alone, living two different lives with the other lords.
Yi'er inserted a piece of fruit and brought it to Fang Hao's mouth.
Fang Hao opened his mouth to chew, and his mouth was filled with sweetness and the aroma of wine.
"There is some sweet wine on the fruit, how do you think it tastes, Master?" Yi'er squatted aside and looked at Fang Hao with wide eyes.
Yi'er was still wearing a worn linen coat with a loose collar, and her proud bust could be seen.
The hip-length shorts tightly wrapped the buttocks, making the white thighs full of flesh.
This also makes it difficult to eat with peace of mind.
"Master? Does it taste bad?" Seeing that Fang Hao didn't speak, Yi'er immediately asked.
Ahem!
"It tastes good, very good." Fang Hao praised.
It tastes really good, with the fruity aroma of wine.
"Hehe, that's good." Yi'er smiled happily and inserted another piece, "Master, try this again."
After breakfast, Yi'er put away the tableware, while Fang Hao continued to do his own business.
He still has important things to do today.
Go around the territory and see where you need to work.
Passing by the Organ Museum, the door was still open, but Nelson was nowhere to be seen.
Ever since Nelson told himself that he could make a skeleton hero, he never came out again.
It seems that the production of the skeletal body is not as simple as imagined.
The Skeleton Transformation Field is still transforming orc corpses day and night, and a large number of orcs are transformed into orc skeletons and join the undead army.
In particular, many of the transformed wargs were arranged by Fang Hao to the Shadow Wind Castle to transport goods.
Fang Hao walked around the territory and found that there was no place where he needed to operate.
Returning to the lord's cabin, after explaining to Yi'er, he lay on the bed and cast Divine Presence.
[The target of divine arrival, skeleton scout, compatibility 65%. 】
Using compatibility, God came to a skeleton scout.
Probably because he drank the magic enlightenment potion, his compatibility increased from 50% to 65%.
When performing continuous magic, the consumption of mental power will be reduced.
The task I set for myself today is to explore the [Abandoned Mine] on the intelligence map.
He did not plan to lead the infantry on the road, but took the cavalry to conduct a preliminary test first.
Follow the signs on the map.
The abandoned mine is located on the north side of the territory, not too close.
Determine the direction and location.
"All cavalry, follow me." Fang Hao greeted, leading 101 skeleton scouts, and set off towards the abandoned mine in the north.
Through the woods and over the hollow.
Gradually approaching the location of the mine.
Just when Fang Hao stopped his horse to reconfirm his position, the sound of fighting and angry roars suddenly came from ahead.
"Is there a fight?" Fang Hao frowned slightly.
Moreover, the location of the fighting sound happened to block his way forward.
"Let's go and have a look."
The cavalry quickly approached and finally saw the target of the battle.
This is a team of ten pig-headed men, holding swords and looking nervous.
Their enemies, on the other hand, are even more cautious.
A group of animals with rotting bodies and sunken heads surrounded the pig-headed man and were launching an attack.
"Holy shit! Train to Busan..." (End of Chapter)