I Took the Player to Build a Territory in Another World

(To make up for a change from the day before yesterday)

Carl and Bow Demon had a friendly negotiation about the transaction of the storage bag, and reached an agreement on the consciousness of buying at any cost.

Both of them were very happy. Carl's expression had already recovered, and he continued to patrol with the Bow Demon to prevent the orc squad from attacking.

The Bow Demon decided to talk to the regiment about the situation after going back tomorrow morning, and then return. When it was in Gran City, he would know how many small storage bags the village had bought, and then he would trade with Uncle Carl and the others.

After Carl also thought of Gran City, he explained the situation with the patriarch of his Hucklin home, and asked the clan to buy all the storage bags brought by the small bow. As for the purchase price, he believes that the small bow will be measured. Even if it will be very expensive, it will not be too expensive, so he can rest assured.

During the day, the possibility of encountering a small team of orcs is very small, and even the beasts are rare. Karl is just used to being cautious, and has been so vigilant on the road for a day.

In the evening, it was the best time for the team to be attacked by the orc squad. Uncle Carl made more serious and careful arrangements.

The convoy formed a circle on the flat ground from head to tail, and a circle of Yuanli traps was set up outside, and physical traps, such as dirt pits, were unloaded and the cart beasts were unloaded, and ear plugs were tied up. Eyes, put them together to prevent the bombing camp from creating chaos.

Uncle Carl also took out the large city defense crossbows from the trucks and put them on the tops of the trucks to allow the drivers to control the crossbows. Each hunting member also defended a truck. After 30 people were divided up, there were only three combat members and one squadron leader. , Carl and the Bowman!

There are more than 30 ordinary men and horses. They are in charge of logistics, fighting and fighting. They have average combat power. Tonight is not easy. Everyone has been on the road for a whole day. If you can't rest well at night, both combat members and drivers will definitely get tired.

And I don’t know how the opponent came to attack. If they gather in one direction, their hands will be too scattered, and the counterattack will slow down. If the attack is scattered, this kind of defense is just right, and Uncle Carl can only arrange it like this first. , Make timely response temporarily based on the battle situation.

Fortunately, everyone has extraordinary cultivation bases, and they can barely be able to hold them without sleeping for two or three consecutive days. In time, if you get tired tonight, it's okay to prevent orcs from attacking.

After tonight, plus the day of tomorrow, they will be able to reach Gran City.

Those orc squads, from the mountain road to the Centaur Plain, had no supplies and could not go deep south. They only dared to wander and plunder in a place that was a day away from Gran City.

If they get closer to the city, a patrol squad will come quickly to help kill them.

The Bowman asked Uncle Carl why the village didn't send more hunting squadrons to **** the caravans. Uncle Carl told the Bow Demon that in the past, the village had sent more troops. Even if the village needed manpower for defense and hunting for food, a squadron was added to **** it, and one squadron was easily counter-killed.

But then it was not just one unit attacking and killing the caravan, and several units jointly attacking and killing the caravan. At that time, the loss was really heavy, and more people were sent to defend. The burden, cost, and manpower all hindered the development of the village. .

When the other party acts together, the burden of supply becomes heavier, the target becomes larger, and it is easy to expose.

Even if they succeeded in looting the caravan, the movement was too loud to be easily chased by the Gran City patrol, and they would suffer heavy losses, but they would not be able to plunder the large convoy unless they acted together.

In the later period, they assembled their manpower and attacked the caravans of small villages with few people together, allowing them to run some villages with weaker strength, and the losses were heavier, and the number of manpower deaths accumulated!

This has become a vicious circle. If it weren't for the fact that the Orc tribe squad would not dare to be too reckless if it weren't for the interior of the Centaur tribe plains, the orc tribe squad would not dare to be too arbitrary, otherwise the villages with weak strength would suffer severe losses and be disbanded!

Later, the humans immediately reached an agreement with the orc chiefs. The maximum number of plunderers is one small squadron, and the caravan has a maximum of one hunting squadron. Everyone is equivalent to training troops, and the northern mountains cannot prevent the small-scale infiltration of the orcs. Fortunately, the strength of the individual is all. Not high, it can only allow the tribe to adapt to this kind of small battle, and kill them more.

The orc side also knows that their own manpower is small, their strength is low, the squad sneaks, plunders, destroys, and creates an atmosphere of terror, which is already a good record, and the orc warriors who come back alive will have a rapid growth in cultivation and combat power. They are also very satisfied with this kind of training!

Slowly, this became the norm, small-scale battles, just in two days and one night, with psychological warfare, changing tactics, and various methods, playing their own styles!

Uncle Carl will participate in the **** every time. His high strength can kill more orcs and reduce the loss of the hunting team. Otherwise, the members will not be able to prevent the opponent's sneak attack if only a squadron or squadron leader leads the team.

The other members of the convoy were already asleep. The Bow Demon threw a few pieces of wood into the fire. He looked up at Uncle Carl. The other party was sitting cross-eyed and closed his eyes. He didn't know if he was cultivating or was using his spiritual sense to explore the surroundings?

He looked around again, and saw that the members on duty were very quiet, saying nothing, not moving, and he didn't notice any other sounds. The divine consciousness turned around. Maybe the distance he had detected was too short. Still no special danger was found.

He believes that Uncle Carl has been vigilant, and he will no longer do useless work.

Then he raised his head and looked at the dark sky, the bright stars, the moon hung like a disk on one side, the sky was high and the earth was far, the galaxy was dazzling, so beautiful! The mood became beautiful, the smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, his eyes exuded joyful eyes .

"Alert! Ignite!" Uncle Carl yelled, shocking the Bow Demon.

Uncle Carl had stood up, bent the bow and shot the rocket. The wood pile thousands of meters away was hit and set. The Bow Demon also reacted and lighted one of the wood piles. Within a few seconds, there was a circle outside. More than a dozen piles of wood were all lit, and a radius of one thousand meters was illuminated by the fire light, and it was very visible.

Twenty pig-headed orcs, wearing leather skirts, naked upper bodies and holding large iron rods, rushed silently towards the caravan from the west.

"Everyone rushed to the west to assemble the truck and stop the enemy together!" Carl shouted again, calling the other three people over, and the seven city defense crossbows on the west took the lead to attack.

"Du Du Du!" "Ah!"

The four pig-headed orcs in the row were shot immediately and fell to the ground. They couldn't survive, but these orcs were not afraid. Instead, because of the **** smell, their eyes immediately reddened and their noses were heavy, like madness, and they rushed faster. Truck wall.

Uncle Carl, the squadron leader, the bow demon, and the seven hunting squad on the west side, raised their bows and arrows and shot them towards the remaining sixteen orcs.

Immediately another orc was shot, but only two fell to the ground. The defense of the orcs was enhanced. Except for Uncle Carl and the squadron leader, the pruning of the others failed to penetrate into the fur of the orcs, causing only minor injuries. The injury was not serious, and he continued to rush towards the convoy.

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