Chapter 270: Orc Raiders

The identity of the visitor surprised Luo Lin.
He immediately closed the door and lowered his voice: "Sorgue, you have come to the wrong place. Fire Lion City is not a tourist attraction."
Although the opponent was wearing a cloak, his walking posture and the vacancy in his left arm all showed his identity, and these details could not escape Luo Lin's eyes.
Thorg chuckled: "That's right. I'm here to find you."
Luo Lin frowned and put his hand on the hilt instinctively. He thought quickly, and suddenly brightened, thinking of a possibility: "Did the undead do something to you?"
"Talking to wise people is peace of mind. You guessed it, a large number of undead have entered the Hengduan Mountains, and they are looking for us everywhere." The Orc King's tone was solemn.
The two sides haven't really fought yet, but the Hengduan Mountains are as big as the area where the undead have flying units, and the number is endless. It is only a matter of time to find the hiding place of the orcs, and it will not be too long.
As the king, the orc king thought about it, and in a painful torment, he had to let go of all his hatred and dignity, and decided to ask the human race for help.
But who should I call?
A name came out naturally, Luo Lin. The human race he knows has this insight and vision, and has this energy to help, and only this one can be trusted.
The opponent that was once may now be the last hope of the orcs clan.
So Sorge took a strange risk and sneaked into Fire Lion City.
By this time, Luo Lin had understood the key to the problem, he relaxed and walked to the table. He picked up the silver jug, poured a half glass of green ice wine into the crystal glass, and shook it slightly, and a continuous vortex appeared in the wine.
With a wave of his hand, he threw the wine glass in his hand towards the orc king. Because of the stabilizing effect of the vortex, the wine does not slosh at all.
Thorge took it, and looked at the jade-like liquid in the cup, his expression complicated: "Your martial arts have improved again."
"Indeed." Luo Lin poured himself a half glass, took a sip, then smiled: "Don't worry. There is no poison in the wine."
Thorge was relieved, took a sip, and said sincerely: "Yes, it's a little bit lighter."
Then he raised his neck and drank the wine in one sip. Then gently put the wine glass on the flower table on one side.
"The light has the advantage of being light. There are many things. It's too thick if it's too thick." Luo Lin sat on the chair, shook the crystal wine glass in his hand slightly, and said straight to the subject: "Tell me about your plan."
"I want to take my people across Davik fortress and withdraw to the north." Thorg's voice was low, he knew that this method was easy to say, it was a matter of mouth. But in fact, it is extremely difficult to do it. Whether it is successful, or even the earl of this human race will agree to help. He was not at all sure.
Luo Lin was silent and shook the wine glass gently. In the pure turquoise water of the glass, there appeared a tornado-like bubble column.
Thorge didn't speak either, he waited patiently for Luo Lin's reply. There was no sound in the room quietly. Just when Thorge thought Rollin was going to refuse, the other party finally spoke.
"So. How should your people break through the blockade of the undead army?" Luo Lin asked, as the orcs withdrew to the north. Of course it is to fight the undead together. This is a big force. If it can succeed, it is really a good thing, but the difficulty is so great that it is unimaginable.
Especially as far as he knows, the current orc army is no longer purely an orc army, and it also carries various human women and babies. This is a big drag, and there will definitely be an army of undead interceptions on the way, which is nearly two thousand kilometers. The way, all the way up, how many orcs are left?
Solger suddenly became more relaxed. When the other party asked this, he should have initially agreed with his idea. He continued: "I have a plan. If you can accept it, we can go north safely."
"Talk about it?" Luo Lin said.
"If Davik Fortress can send troops, then the attention of the undead will be attracted. During this time, we will go northward at the maximum speed. As long as we get to the north and get a piece of land, our tribe is willing to send out 30,000 soldiers to fight the undead in the south."
This plan sounds very beautiful, but the variables in it are very big. Luo Lin listened quietly, tapping the table with his fingers, and then said the biggest difficulty: "My race doesn't trust you, we are even enemies. Let's Our soldiers fight for the enemy and even leave the fortress. This is unrealistic. It is even more naive to provide the enemy with a place to recuperate and grow their strength behind. And the thirty thousand soldiers you promised, we How to trust you, how to believe that you will not fight back at the critical moment of the war? You know, you once played for a dark demon!"
Trust is the biggest problem of the two races. To solve this problem, it is not something that can be done in a moment, nor is it something anyone can do, even if the Red Moon Sword Saint is alive, it is useless.
Thorg heard a little angrily: "You know very well that we and Urosis are just a deal! Only a fool will stand with the group of skeleton scum!"
"Yes, I know it very well." Luo Lin took a sip of the wine, not salty or indifferent, said: "But I alone know it, it's useless."
He knew that during this extraordinary period, orcs were available, and 30,000 orc warriors were also a huge force, but other lords didn't think so. The Battle of Vendome had only passed less than two years.
Thorg calmed down and said his original intention: "That's why I came to you. I hope to get your help."
"My influence is not as great as you think." Luo Lin shook his head. He was named earl with martial skills, not an old nobleman in the duchy, and he didn't have any family background. Although he looks pretty on the surface, his influence on other lords is very limited.
He also knew that those nobles who had a family for hundreds of years secretly called him a nouveau riche, Mingli respected him, but this was just a means of self-preservation. After returning to their own territory, they would not care about Count Maple Leaf. .
Maybe when he becomes a legendary powerhouse, and then in the last few decades, after he has established enough prestige, his influence will be barely enough.
And now at this time, he wanted to propose helping the orcs go north. Most nobles would oppose, even ridicule him in public. The Grand Duke looks at the overall situation and may be able to see the power of the orcs, but he must hesitate the views of all lords. Compared with the power provided by the orcs, it is clear that these leaders are much more important.
and so. The Grand Duke will eventually compromise with the lords.
This kind of thing is not difficult to guess, it is easy to imagine, not only him, but the orc king also understands it in his heart. The reason why he came to him is like a doctor in a hurry.
"You have to understand. If our clan is defeated by the undead, the undead will have more than 40,000 warriors, which is even more unfavorable to you!" At this time, Thorg's tone was almost pleading, his grand orc king. In front of his former opponents, he almost completely abandoned his dignity.
Luo Lin's expression was still faint: "For this reason, I'm still talking to you. Be patient, Orc King, I didn't say not to help, but my strength is limited, I am afraid that it will not meet your expectations. "
There was hope in Thorge's heart: "What are you going to do?"
"I will secretly send a group of ships southward, bypassing the southernmost cape of the South China Sea. Those who will pick you up go north. There is a Sapphire Islands near Fix Island in the north. There are a dozen islands, and each island has a radius of ten. A few kilometers. If you want, I can transport you there." Luo Lin put down the wine glass, dipped his finger into the drink, and drew a road map on the table: "Three trips back and forth, it takes three months. I can help You provide food, some basic medicine. Others. You solve it yourself. There are wood on the island. There are fish in the sea. Of course, you also have some troubles. These islands are currently occupied by a tribe of murlocs, the number is about five thousand. You have to solve it yourself."
Sorge looked at the sapphire islands outlined with dots of wine on the table, and fell into deep thought.
The orcs have fallen into a desperate situation. Luo Lin now offers a way to survive, but it is not very beautiful, especially on this desert island, which is equivalent to being imprisoned, and also has to eliminate the murlocs and wait for the murlocs to be killed. Now, the island is safe. Who knows if the other party will turn their faces and deny people?
When the time comes, the opponent will have a strong navy, not to mention, just cut off food, they will have to starve to death most of the people, and the rest will barely survive, waiting for the opponent's fighters to get on the island, they can easily kill them.
This is equivalent to giving the initiative to the human race completely, which is very, very dangerous, and the orcs will be destroyed if they are not careful.
Rollin saw Thorger’s doubts, flicked his nails, and smiled lightly: "Look, we don’t trust you, and you don’t trust me. But I want to tell you that there is no free lunch in the world, and no one has to do it. Your orc clan is responsible. This is the only way out for me. It is your own business whether you go."
Perhaps he was awakened by Luo Lin's words, or perhaps there was really nowhere to go. In the end, Thorg chose to compromise: "I agree."
"Very wise." Luo Lin laughed.
"The last question." Thorg said.
"You said."
"When can we leave that deserted island?"
"When most of our human race is eager to get reinforcements." Luo Lin smiled.
"At that time?" Thorg looked at Rollin, seeing his eyes deep, his face showing a trace of heaviness, horrified but shocked: "Do you think Davik Fortress will be breached?"
Luo Lin nodded and admitted: "The fortress cannot be guarded~EbookFREE.me~ Failure will disintegrate self-confidence and the arrogance generated by self-confidence. At that time, many people will die and a lot of blood will be shed, but this is inevitable. I can do nothing about it. ."
"I understand. My last request, the fleet going south, I hope you can personally supervise the army!"
"This is natural. If you don't say it, I will do it."
Because of the Battle of Vendôme, the Navy of Fix Island hated the orcs extremely. If Luo Lin did not personally suppress it, the hatred would erupt, and something terrible would most likely happen.
Then, all his plans were washed away by hatred, so he had to go personally.
The two sides negotiated some more details, and Thorg left.
Before leaving, Thorg took a deep look at Luo Lin, and saw the burning ambition in this human warrior.
Deep jealousy rose in his heart. (To be continued)
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