Arthur and Jose and others worked to deal with the two orcs who were watching from the outside, and broke into the orc camp without making any noise.

The soldiers of the Seventh Squadron who rushed into the camp did not shout and shout for killing, but instead broke into the dilapidated rogue wooden houses in groups of three as possible without making any noise.

With the faint moonlight, soldiers entered the house and assassinated them directly. Many orcs were cut on the bed without even being awakened. The sharp third-level sword was cut on the orc's neck and cut off the entire head with one sword. Some orcs who reacted quickly had no time to pick up their weapons and were stabbed to death in the house by soldiers who rushed forward.

A faint smell of blood spread rapidly in the orc camp.

Some wooden houses saw the screams of orcs when they were dying, and the entire tribe was gradually awakened.

Some orcs who heard the movement grabbed the weapons and rushed out of the wooden house. Death was still greeted by them. The monkey and several archers had already pulled the bows and rushed out of the wooden house and shot one of them.

The human soldiers were full of resentment towards the orcs, and they killed each wooden house after another, without letting go of the female orcs or cubs.

The jackals themselves have low combat power, and they suddenly encountered attacks at night. When they didn't react, they were slaughtered by human soldiers. Even though some orcs finally rushed out of the wooden house, they did not cause any trouble to the Seventh Squadron.

Arthur and Jose, with a dozen warriors, completely broke up the formation of the jackals, and the next one-sided massacre was followed.

The battle ended very quickly. In less than twenty minutes, the Seventh Squadron washed away the small orc tribe. The orcs in the tribe did not leave a single living mouth, regardless of age.

"Jose, count the casualties?"

"Captain, there are no damage to our side, so three brothers have broken a little bit of skin." Jose's tone was excited, this was a complete victory!

"Monkey, take people to clean the battlefield quickly and concentrate all the bodies on the open space in the square. Lund, take people to clean up every wooden house, food, gold, advanced weapons and equipment, rare ore, and herbs are our targets." Arthur skillfully issued orders, and in just over two months he had completely entered the role of the squadron leader.

Orc corpses were dragged to the square and piled up together, and there were many young orc corpses inside. I didn’t think that when I was killing, now that the corpses were piled up together, the cruelty of human nature was completely exposed.

Alia turned around unbearably and did not dare to look at the pile of corpses again.

Arthur and the others did not realize that they were no different from the brutal orcs who ransacked the human villages. The differences in races and hatred fascinated the good eyes.

The results of the battle were soon reported, and 98 orcs were killed tonight. Lund led his men to find some jerky meat from wild animals and a small amount of millet valleys eaten by orcs, and mushrooms in the forest. These human soldiers could also eat them. Arthur put them in the space bracelet.

This small orc tribe is too poor. Apart from two third-level weapons, a few strange ore and some herbs that cannot be distinguished, Lund did not find anything more valuable. The extra harvest was that he flipped two jars of wine in the house of the tribe leader. Although the orc wine tasted rough but was particularly strong, it was a good thing to keep warm in winter.

"Burn the body and we will withdraw!" After counting the spoils, Arthur led the squadron to retreat quickly.

They walked far away, and the firelight in the orc camp behind them was still clearly visible in the darkness...

......

The werewolf tribe that Arthur and the others dared not take action, the next day they met another group of guys with the same idea.

They did not have as many concerns as Arthur and his 7th squadron. Nearly a hundred people rushed into the werewolf camp directly.

The dozens of werewolf warriors guarding the camp were all killed by the opponent's charge, but the opponent did not immediately kill.

An old werewolf with his back bowed back walked out of the camp tremblingly, "We are the tribes under Lord Pheromone, the Golden Lion Family. I wonder which tribe's warriors are coming?"

"I have never heard of a guy named Pheromones in the Golden Lion." A young lion man with long golden hair walked out of the team, and it was Leon.

Seeing the old werewolf Leon was stunned, he then bowed humbly, "Sir, are there any misunderstandings here? Our Shanyan Tribe has been sincerely serving the Golden Lion Family over the years. If this adult and the warriors of the same clan have any needs, you can give them direct instructions."

"Oh? How sincere are you to the Golden Lion? Can you die for them?" Leon glanced at the old werewolf.

The old werewolf was completely confused by Leon's words, and sweat flowed down from his forehead. Without knowing Leon's purpose, if one answer is wrong, it will bring disaster to the entire tribe.

Leon snorted coldly, "Helling? It seems that you are not that sincere to the Golden Lion?"

The old werewolf wiped the sweat from his head and instead plucked up the courage, "My lord, our Shanyan Tribe serves your Golden Lion family in order to seek the protection of the Golden Lion. In order to obey your call, we pay taxes in daily life and send warriors from the tribe to join the war in wartime, but our Hongyan Tribe is not a warrior and slave of the Golden Lion family. Even His Majesty the Lion King Eliot has no right to ask our Manchus to die for him."

Leon smiled, "Since you are unwilling to die for the Golden Lion tribe, now I will give your tribe a chance to make a new choice, to fight or to swear allegiance to my holy lion Leon."

The old werewolf was shocked, "You, you are not from the golden lion."

At this time, Shara walked out from behind Leon and whispered loudly to the werewolf of the entire tribe: "The bloodline and glory of the Golden Lion family have been polluted by Elliot. Lord Leon comes from the more noble sacred lion. From now on, there will be only the sacred lion in the orc wasteland!"

The entire orc tribe is silent. These orcs who suddenly break in are not only robbers, but their real purpose is to challenge the Golden Lion Tribe and the current lion King Eliot.

Cooperating with Shara's announcement, Leon's fighting spirit burst out, surrounded by golden fighting spirit, and the golden light was pure and dazzling, and the werewolf had to lower his head.

"I can give you three days to consider. You can recall the warriors of your tribe or find the guy named Pheromones to protect you. I will come again in three days!" After saying that, in the orc's shocked and fearful eyes, Leon walked out of the camp with a swagger.
Chapter completed!