arcane emperor

Chapter 319 Refugee Wave (2 updates)
A week flies by.

10 month 22 day.

Carr plain.

The originally peaceful and fertile Kal Plain was being devastated and ravaged by the orc army.

The tens of millions of civilians living here were attacked by the orc army without any defense.

Countless farmland that was supposed to be fertile was destroyed, a large number of villages were burned down, and tens of millions of people died.

"Run to the southeast. Someone will take you there. Run!"

Chris shouted at the top of his lungs, directing the people who had left their homes to flee here quickly.

"No need to bring food, the orcs are coming soon!"

Wiping the sweat from her forehead, Alice took the magic loudspeaker assigned to her by Bay Collar and continued shouting:
"You don't need to bring anything. Just bring your relatives and don't get separated. People from every village gather together and walk all the way to the southeast. Don't stop!"

As she shouted, thousands of panicked refugees continued to flee in the direction she pointed.

They couldn't help but be afraid. Behind these adventurers, dozens of burly and strong orcs were roaring angrily with red eyes.

However, these orcs could only roar. They were all locked in iron cages and dragged around by carriages.

Except for these orcs.

The driver controlling the carriage was still using the Shadow Crystal to play the scene of orcs killing farmers, destroying farms, burning, killing and looting.

A few embarrassed deserters standing on the carriage followed them and shouted in response, leading everyone out of the farm.

These soldiers came from nearby nobles.

The other unlucky ones are either struggling to support themselves in the castle, or they have become prisoners of the orcs and souls killed by the sword.

Watching the refugees and farmers evacuate, they ran to the next farm as fast as possible.

At this moment, Leon frowned and looked at the figure in the distance.

"Let's go. Those who can't be saved will be saved as much as they can."

After rubbing his swollen eyebrows, Chris took a long breath and continued:

"There are too many orcs. Fortunately, they can only run on two legs, and their discipline is slow."

Shaking his head dejectedly, Leon exhaled the turbid air in his heart, and while riding forward, he said helplessly:

"It has nothing to do with this. I'm just wondering why those stupid nobles didn't organize an evacuation in advance. It's been almost a week!"

Elio, who came from afar, shook off the blood on his sword and said calmly:
"Tch, the lord has already said, don't waste time on these nobles."

"Don't go that way, it's hopeless. Go further east, there are a large number of refugees there!"

After hearing the news, Leon and Chris's faces suddenly changed, and their hatred for the orcs increased by two points.

From the side where Elio came, billowing smoke shot straight into the sky, and animalistic roars and screams could be heard endlessly.

The entire eastern and southern parts of the Kal Plain have turned into this hell on earth.

Many people fled in all directions.

Unfortunately for those who fled to the west, they were not as fast as the orc army.

People who fled to the east and south were guided by many Bay Territory inspectors and adventurers, and fled to Bloodmoon City and the Misty Swamp through various methods.

Mist Fortress.

Matthew stood on the thick and solid city wall, gently stroking the lines on the rocks.

In just one week, a towering fortress rose from the ground.

The four walls, 4 meters long and 500 meters high, are the outermost defense facilities of this fortress.

The newly renovated rock guardian golems stand silently on the city wall.

At the four corners of the city wall, strong and towering watchtowers are being built.

It is covered with dense shooting ports, and heavy crossbows will be placed one after another.Behind the gate of the city wall, a row of new urns are being built.

More than tens of thousands of people are busy in the fortress, and various protective facilities are being built continuously.

More than 50 gold coins have been sown, and Matthew estimates that more than 100 million gold coins will be sowed.

A commotion came from below.

Thousands of refugees were guided here.

Some of them cried bitterly, some looked gloomy, many were frightened, and some pretended to be calm.

The large teleportation circle kept lighting up, allowing them to enter the Gulf Territory.

The Gulf Territory has activated the second level alert status at this time.

These farmers and refugees will be resettled as quickly as possible.

In just one week.

The Gulf Territory has resettled more than 5 people.

Most of them have started their lives again, and some are waiting silently.

Of course, if they just wait without working, they will only get enough food to survive from hunger.

More people will choose to obey obediently.

Bay Collar is not doing charity, it is trying to ensure that it attracts as many people as possible.

A steady stream of various supplies is also constantly being delivered from the Gulf Territory.

They will then be transported to various turnover points so that the fleeing people can have something to eat.

343 looked at Matthew with a solemn expression curiously, blinked and asked:
"Are you angry? At whom?"

"Those orcs? Or those stupid nobles?"

Shaking his head silently, Matthew looked into 343's light red eyes, hesitated and replied:

"For those idiots."

"Those idiots are unwilling to give up their own property, and would rather take the entire territory with them to be buried with them."

After hearing Matthew's words, 343 chuckled for no reason: "Isn't this just human beings?"

After giving her a faint look, Matthew shrugged his shoulders and said:

"This is true for most intelligent creatures. If you have emotions, you will most likely have desires."

"If you cannot reasonably control your desires, you will be controlled by desires."

Matthew said something pointedly, and then asked directly:
"How is the overall situation in Carr Plains?"

"Has there been any change in the orc army heading towards us?"

The inexplicable deep thought disappeared without a trace, 343 reached out and pointed in the air, and a map of the entire Karl Plain emerged.

That red pattern is exactly the area occupied by the orcs. The darker the color, the greater the number.

"The orc army continues to advance westward. Their speed is very fast and their goals are very determined."

"Even Yao Yue City ignored him and obviously went straight to Sewenden!"

Their target is Seventon?
This is impossible!
Matthew frowned subconsciously, hesitated for a while and then said immediately:

"We are unable to change the situation of the large orc army. What is the situation of this group coming south?"

Gently spread it with your fingers, and the southern terrain of the Carr Plain was enlarged, revealing three obvious bulging red masses.

"About 7 orcs are rushing over, and their target seems to be the Gulf Territory!"

"In addition, it is estimated that more than 15 refugees and farmers will flee here. Can the Gulf Territory afford it?"

7 orc vanguards?
Plus 15 refugees?
There is such a good thing! !
(End of this chapter)