General Leodale glanced at Murphy and said, "I saw several trespasses, but they didn't use them."

No casualties?

Facing such an enemy, how could there be no casualties?

As if seeing Murphy's doubts, General Leodale also said in some unknown light: "They plan to attack, but most of them died after approaching the city wall."

storm!

What's going on?

Aren’t these orcs good in wisdom?

How can you use a powerful attack and a huge casualty method when facing such a tall city wall?

"No?" Murphy shook his head and looked at the camp of the orcs with some unknown understanding.

There must be something weird.

Judging from the means of these orcs taking the Canyon Pass, they are not the standard of ordinary people.

"Be careful when you defend. Tell me immediately if you have any abnormal movements." Murphy retracted his gaze and landed on the general Marcus Kane beside him and spoke.

"yes!"

"Yes! Governor!"

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evening.

The last bit of afterglow rendered the sky into a colorful field, and there was the sound of some creature in the distance, which came with the wind.

A piece of smoke rose from the fortress, which was the soldiers making meals in batches, and the same was true in the orc camp. Since a strong attack in the morning, there has been almost no movement in the orc camp, and no second attack has been carried out until the evening.

This is a very strange thing.

Compared to them fighting against the Canyon Pass for two consecutive days, it was so weird!

Compared with the Canyon Pass, the pass set up by Murphy is indeed not very dangerous, because it can be rounded from both sides. On one side, you can go deep from a place ten kilometers away, but you have to enter the dense forest and there are no roads, which is not suitable for large-scale advances. On the other side, you are deep into the Karazan Mountains. If you go from this route, you just need to cross one place.

However, there lived a group of Karazan Hurricane Winged Dragons, with a number of about six to seven.

At night.

The wind was howling, and at about seven o'clock in the evening, a rain cloud floated from the west.

Immediately, starting from about 8:30, a thunderstorm broke out on the battlefield. The heavy rain washed away the blood on the city wall and then gradually overflowed.

Rumble!

A flash of lightning broke through the sky, and Murphy stood on the city wall and looked at the orcs' camp.

The entire camp was dark under heavy rain, but it did not cause any confusion. Through the sound of wind, rain and thunder, Murphy vaguely heard a kind of ancient vicissitudes of music. The rhythm was not high, but it had a power that penetrated the soul.

"It is the sacrificial song of the orc shaman."

At some point, the Chief Priest of the God of War came to Murphy. He looked at the orc camp from afar and said in a deep voice: "The Shaman priest used his strength to soothe the hearts of those warriors."

"Do they have gods?" Murphy asked suddenly.

The chief priest of the God of War shook his head and said, "They believe in the God of Orcs."

Rumble!

Another lightning flashed across the sky.

"What is the reason why they are reluctant to attack?" The Chief Priest of the God of War looked at Murphy and asked.

Murphy shook his head gently, then fell into deep thought.

His slightly thin body stood in the rain. The rain slid down the armor on his body, but his body was straight, like a spear pointing at the sky, full of invisible power!

Before I knew it, after a year and a half after coming to this world.

Murphy also gradually grew up, and blood and killings successfully tempered his will and strength.

Now he looks more and more like a soldier, a Spartan warrior.

Rumble!

A flash of lightning struck a tree not far away, and the tree suddenly snapped and charred in the place where it was struck by lightning.

Murphy opened his eyes, he looked up at the sky, breathed a long breath, and said slowly: "I will know the answer tomorrow."

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The rain brought a chill, but this chill could no longer bring any trouble to Murphy.

The difficult living environment has given this world a stronger body of intelligent species, and even humans are stronger and more powerful than those on Earth.

Sharp!

Murphy drew out the long sword and pushed it across his chest, moved his left foot back, and his right foot slightly bent. This was the starting style of the Knight's "Clean Sword Technique".

He looked back at the Chief Priest of the God of War behind him and whispered: "Do we have a war song?"

"Yes!" The chief priest of the war face was strong, and he nodded in a deep voice.

Oh!

The sword slashed horizontally, and the cold light on the sword was like a glimpse of shadow. This blow actually cut the rainwater falling in front of him into half.

Another powerful slash, Murphy said loudly: "Sing it to me!"

"wake up!

Greek man!

The glorious moment has arrived!

To follow our ancestors,

Being a descendant of a hero is worthless!

…………

wake up!

Spartan's war soul!

How can you sleep deeply?

With your old friend Athens,

United into an invincible army!

Call Leonida back—

…………

He led three hundred warriors!

Always stand up in battle!

Like an invincible lion,

Indulge in the surging sea of ​​blood.

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wake up!

Greek man!

Fight against the enemy with a sword!

Let their fishy blood!

Like a river flowing under your feet!
Chapter completed!