Waving the long sword in his hand, Amonval cut off the head of the enemy general without hesitation, driving the surging flames, turning it into a raging fire.

Amonval stomped his knife to the ground.

In an instant, the duel circle made of flames exploded like a scattered flower in the sky, turning into flame tongues and running around, roasting all the heroic orcs into charcoal.

The situation was almost one-sided, and Amonvar captured another city without any effort.

A breath of burning breath was spit out, and the helmet made of flames turned into a lit of flames and dissipated.

As he walked towards the city, Amonval left burning footprints.

"There is no news about them yet, right?" Amonval asked the messenger not far away.

The messenger who was also blazing flames beside him did not dare to neglect at all and replied:

“So far, no reports have been received.

No one with any characteristics was found to appear on the battlefield.

Could it be that Lord Amonval is too powerful and dare not come out if they crouched somewhere, right?"

Amonval's footsteps came to an abrupt end, and a sharp sword flashed and landed on the messenger's neck.

The messenger was so scared that he didn't dare to move. He never expected to flatter him. He actually slapped the horse's hooves and quickly apologized:

"I'm sorry, sir. I know I'm wrong! Please save my life."

Amonval raised his hand gently and retracted the black saber:

"I won't be an example. If there is any emergency, report it to me immediately.

That person will never hide in a place and will definitely be planning some conspiracy.

He is definitely the one who makes such a rumor.

It is still the same as before, and it will cause some despicable means.

Such a person has no dignity as a warrior at all. Since that's the case, next time I see him, I will take action without hesitation and completely strangle him and burn him to death.

If you find anything abnormal in my battle, don’t report it to me, but report it directly to Lord Demon and Lun.

They will handle it.”

The messenger secretly breathed a sigh of relief and replied in the loudest voice:

"Received. I promise to complete the task."

Amonval takes another step toward the next city to conquer.

During the journey, the scout who had gone out to investigate found a series of suspicious traces. After asking Amonval for instructions, the scout followed the suspicious traces and found a fox orc who was in a hurry.

The fox orc also discovered that he was being tracked and used various strategies to escape from the scout's tracking.

However, his personal strength was limited and his speed was far less than that of the scout of the Demon King Army, and he was caught.

The scouts tied up the fox orcs, threw them in front of Amonval, and handed them over to a special interrogator for interrogation.

The captured fox orc was very tough and would rather die than surrender, saying that he would never tell the information anyway, but his persistence was meaningless in the face of the power of magic.

After the interrogator in charge of the interrogation checked his body skillfully, he found that there was a black magic circle behind the man to eliminate memories.

This was painted on by him voluntarily.

After applying this magic circle, the memories for a period of time will be controlled by this magic. If the magic is forcibly removed, all memories for that period of time will be deleted.

"Although they think this is a very clever technique, such magic is just a piece of cake for us."

The interrogator took a lot of effort to perfectly remove the magic array on the fox orc, and used potions and charm magic to control the fox orc.

The fox orc immediately lowered his head as if he had lost his soul, and obeyed the interrogator's orders, telling all the things that Mindalak had entrusted to him:

"......As the Demon King's Army is approaching, the consul of Mindalak has now moved the administrative center to the safer Dongwang City.

Don't be surprised, everything you need to rule has been arranged there, and only people need to arrive.

Baihua has become a cover and a bait.

People there will still rise up and resist, but don't worry too much.

If Baihuadu and Dongwangcheng's instructions arrive at the same time, the instructions of Dongwangcheng will be implemented first.

......In addition, Prime Minister Mindalak is planning to launch a sudden attack on the teleportation platform owned by the demons to cut off the supply of the demons' supplies.

The personnel have taken formal action, please do not be stingy if they need your help.

It's about the survival of the entire country."

"Is there any other information?" asked the interrogator.

The fox orc said in a low voice: "This is all the news that I need to convey to the Consul of Mindalak.

Because the message is special, we have always speculated that the Demon King Army has the technology to hijack our magic signal, so we adopted this most primitive method to transmit messages. Please forgive me.

There is a special medal sewn on my chest. As long as you see that medal, you can know that everything I say is true."

As he said that, the fox orc pulled open his clothes, and without hesitation, he cut his chest with sharp claws, and took out a bloody medal.

The interrogator asked to take the medal and handed it to Amonval.

Amonval burned the blood on it and carefully looked at it. The medal was carved from platinum that was more precious than gold, and the workmanship was quite exquisite.

"Have people from this country given up on the capital?" asked Mindalak. "From your tone, you seem to have expected this in the morning. Answer me, what's special about there?"

The fox orc said in a daze: "The sages of this world have already made a prophecy of the arrival of the devil.

The senior management seemed to know that you were of great significance. That's why they accepted the assistance of the Roze Empire and continued to complete the huge cannons.

With those cannons, it will be much easier to deal with the Demon King, at least it will make them less smoothly..."

Amonval held the medal in his hand tightly. The hot temperature made the medal composed of platinum look like mud, and it easily changed its shape:

"What does it mean to say you want to attack our teleportation station?"

"It means literally." said the fox orc. "The attack may have begun, and it may not have begun. Next, be sure to assist them, and they have something to prove their identity."

As soon as the fox orc finished speaking, the messenger who had just flattered and accidentally slapped the horse's hooves hurriedly ran to Amonval's side and reported:

"It's a big deal, Lord Amonval!

Our rear city was suddenly attacked!

There were no casualties, but the transmission tower and signal tower we transformed have been destroyed by them!

It may take some time to fix it.

In addition, other war zones also sent information, and there were also people attacking signal towers on their side.
Chapter completed!