The Fate of the Gunman

Seeing that his former subordinates were locked in a cage like livestock, Lothar's heart was already a little confused, so he chose to listen to Lancer's advice first.

"We have to get in touch with those soldiers. Our current understanding of the'Orcs' comes from the female Orc assassin named Garona, and the specific information about this camp is even darker. Only know the specific information. We can take the next step, but the'target' of choice must be carefully selected..."

Just when Lancer was talking to Lothar, Lancer stopped her voice suddenly, and Lothar on the other side had his muscles tightened. An ice spear gathered in his right hand, following the tent. Being pulled away, a figure walked in. Lancer pierced the opponent's throat without hesitation, and Lothar also covered the opponent's mouth and dragged the opponent in.

The orc whose trachea was pierced couldn't make a sound, but he shook his body desperately to try to shake Lothar away from his side, but at this moment the spear that was originally inserted in his throat penetrated his heart.

"Huh~!"

Lothar couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when the opponent completely stopped, and it was at this time that he had the mind to observe the'target' he had killed before.

An orc with wrinkled skin and gray hair...

He was stunned for a moment, but at this moment Lancer came over and stuffed the other party into a bag that he did not know when he took it out. Then he took out some strange medicine and sprinkled it on the blood stains on the ground. The smell of blood in the tent was gradually fading, and the blood stains on the ground gradually disappeared.

"We are ready to change positions."

Although it may seem strange, it is actually quite normal. Real hunting and games are still somewhat different after all, such as the cutting of materials after hunting monsters, and how to transport these materials safely, eliminating the smell of blood and covering up blood stains. The basic of the basics, after all, no one wants to be attacked by a group of powerful monsters on the way back.

However, Lancer found that Lothar's expression still seemed a little strange after he finished speaking.

"What's wrong? Are you uncomfortable?"

"A bit..."

There was no regret at killing the opponent Lothar, but no regret does not mean that he did not have the slightest thoughts in his heart. Although he did not talk to the opponent at all, he knew that he was an older orc at a glance. As a good friend of King Ryan, as his knight, he has been educated since he was a child to help the weak...

"Actually, there is nothing uncomfortable. Regardless of their appearance, age, or gender, as long as they are enemies unless they can be used, then'death' is the only thing we can give them."

Lancer killed thousands of aliens in his previous imperial life. I am afraid that tens of thousands of people died indirectly at his hands. At first he also struggled, especially when he saw the children and the elderly. , But after looking at the unquenchable hatred in their eyes, he clearly realized one thing - if you let them go here, then these ordinary people could not affect him, but their revenge More innocent people will die in China.

So Lancer chose to carry out his order without hesitation — to give them the right to'choose', but there are no exceptions for men, women and children.

"Maybe it’s not suitable for me, but as'soldiers', our hands are bound to be stained with blood. There are guilty and innocent people, but as long as you don’t regret the choice you made, then what’s the difference? What?"

After Lancer finished speaking, Lothar was silent for a while and shook his head with a wry smile.

"I didn't expect that I would be taught by you...but you are right. They are invaders, and we want to guard this land, nothing more."

"I'm a bit older than I seem. Forget it, let's not talk about these nonsense, first go and see if there are people you know, and see if I can get more information."

Seeing Lothar's return to normal again, Lancer simply left the tent with the other party again...

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When the sun rises again, according to the original agreement, the two groups will meet again in the hills before. Khadgar and Garona just came back and saw Lancer and Lothar leaning on the tree gnawing on the dried meat.

"Sir Lothar, Mr. Lancer, how is the situation?"

Lothar gnawed on the dried meat and shook her head helplessly.

"Not so good. Lancer and I spent one night and we didn't find a way to get directly inside. By the way, how about you?"

Facing Lothar's question, Khadgar also responded with a wry smile.

"Sorry, Sir, I didn't find it either. Although I know something about the magic of the'teacher', this kind of large teleportation magic circle cannot be cracked in three or two days. Even if I prepare in advance, it is not enough..."

Since the goal was the Dark Portal, Khadgar naturally made preparations in advance, but when he saw the real thing, he found that he still thought too simple.

For a while, the hill fell into silence.

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ps: Today is more than 5...I went to bed...but I owe 22 chapters, and I feel more and more...

Chapter 16 "Charge!!!"

"Is there really no way? Are we forcibly destroying the subject?"

"Sir Lothar, magic is actually a very rigorous subject. The constant large portal built by the teacher is enough to move across the'world' to show its solidity. Maybe we can destroy a part of it, but I don't think that means anything. Great, after all, the real subject is definitely not something we can easily destroy."

Khadgar's words lowered the atmosphere on the hill again, and Lancer on the other side was equally disappointed.

Although Lancer can gain the ability to manipulate ice with the help of the Rune, he still uses it more. It is still far from knowing him in the true sense, so he has no way of this portal, but it is not he who does not understand. No idea, his original plan was to tie dozens of hundreds of kilograms of explosives on the Dark Portal...

That’s right, Lancer’s "shop" does not have those BUG-like things, but there are still consumables such as bullets, guns, and explosives, but because Lancer is not good at shooting and using gunpowder weapons. Having been left unused, he thought he finally had a chance to use it this time, but it was a pity.

Lancer, who just felt a little pity, suddenly remembered something...

"Sir Lothar, do you think we can rescue those prisoners first?"

"?"

Lothar seemed to be puzzled by Lancer’s leapfrog thinking. After all, although Lancer didn’t say anything when he sneaked into the camp before, he was obviously opposed to rescuing the soldiers who were not captives. Specifically, they formally captured the Dark Portal. The former opposed rescue of those prisoners, after all, premature rescue will only arouse the vigilance of the orcs, which is not helpful to the big plan.

"Actually, the biggest problem with rescuing these prisoners is that once we act, the enemy will definitely guard other cages and wait for us to snare ourselves, and weaponry is also a problem, but--------"

There was a confident expression on Lancer's face.

"I can solve these problems, but I need your help."

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In the next night, Lancer and the others sneaked into the camp of the orcs again. The situation did not improve much. They still couldn't get in, but this time the goal itself was not to get in.

The two secretly installed remote-controlled explosives on the pillars of each cage, and Lancer was also very confident about this. After all, unlike modern times, in modern times, as long as a normal person sees the flashing lights and hears' The first reaction to the sound of ticking~ticking~' is a bomb. After all, there have been too many movies, but from this world?

Just as some captured soldiers inadvertently discovered that Lancer and the others were embarrassed, they didn't even know what it was.

After installing most of the cages that were accessible to the outside, Lancer left the team without hesitation with Lothar's'map', his letter and tokens.

In this way, time slowly passed, and Lothar, who had been resting on a tree branch on the fourth day after everyone arrived near the Dark Portal, suddenly opened his eyes alertly.

Khadgar and Garona are now staying above the Dark Portal almost every day to study how to stop or even destroy it, while Lothar took advantage of this time to install the remaining cages, but today he is preparing to take a break during the day After a while, the riots in the orc camp woke him up, and he found that countless orcs seemed to gather.

His eyesight is different from Lancer who has the'Eagle Eye', if it weren't for the collective actions of large groups of green-skinned orcs, he would not even notice it.

He hesitated again and again and decided to come close and scout, but when he got close to a certain distance, his eyes widened, because he saw that the orcs were all wearing strange costumes and holding weapons in their hands, a suspected leader. People are being surrounded by the crowd and saying something.

'Could it be that the green-skinned orcs can't help it?'

Lothar had always thought that there were only hundreds of orcs. After all, the largest orc army they had encountered before was only 300, but when he came to this camp, he knew that he was still too small. For these guys, because the number of orcs in the camp is less than thousands, this number is almost the same as the elite troops he led before, even if the number of transportation and local troops is not twice that of the orcs. The previous battle damage...

'Once these orcs launch a general attack on the line of defense I set up, I don't know how long it will last.'

Lothar was thinking about one thing while looking ugly.

'Do you want to act in advance?'