A drizzle fell from the sky.
As the terrain in front of him gradually widened, Søren's expression gradually became serious. They were already close to Autumnfall, and they would be able to reach it by this afternoon at the latest. Autumnfall City was not built on a river like Amber City. It was about twenty to thirty miles from the Agate River to the Autumn Leaves Plain to Amber City. The orc army did not retreat to the Northwest. They occupied a large area of land and were now stationed near a large town north of Autumnfall.
"Spread out the scouts!"
Søren looked at the high ground in front of him and silently calculated the distance. He then said in a deep voice, "Let them pull out the orc's outpost. One-eye, you will personally lead the team."
With Søren's order, One-eye stood up with a grim expression and grinned, "Yes!"
"Don't worry, your excellency! I guarantee that no one will be left alive! "
Soon.
A figure jumped into the Agate River from the warship. These people drifting on the sea were excellent swimmers. In the blink of an eye, they came ashore one after another. The leader was One-eye. He sent a signal to the warship and quickly led hundreds of people to disappear. These pirate leaders had long been prepared for battle. Today, they were all veterans, and many of them were elites with a profession level of 10 or above. From the battle of the Swamp King, to defeating the pirate king Ashrod, then to the naval battle of Arendelle, and finally to defeating the navy of the southern island countries, Søren's pirate army had grown into a group of elites.
Only a real battle of life and death could quickly train a group of elites!
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The weather of April had gradually become hot.
Ugly Monkey squatted in the grass and crawled forward, careful not to make any sound. There were a few people on his side, all of them were the elites of their team.
Ugly Monkey was a thief.
The reason why he had this nickname was because of the ugly birthmark on the left side of his face. A dark green and ferocious birthmark had completely ruined his originally pretty good looks.
He was born in Shipwreck Bay, and his mother was a prostitute.
It was said that when he was born, his mother was still sick. Anyway, she didn't know how to describe it. He was born very ugly and slightly deformed. Logically speaking, it would have been difficult for him to survive given his birth. However, Ugly Monkey was quite lucky. When he was very young, he met an old bandit who had retired. The old man pitied him for his hard life and took him in as his disciple. Since he was three years old, he had taught him some thief skills.
Ugly Monkey's bones were deformed. His arms were of different lengths, and his back was naturally a little flat. However, God had taken care of him. He was very agile, and his mental reflexes were far superior to others in the same field. That was why he was given the nickname 'Ugly Monkey'. Everyone said that his movements were as agile as a monkey's. When he was only 14 or 15 years old, Ugly Monkey had already displayed Thief skills that far surpassed his peers. His harvest was much greater than the others.
However, these days did not last for long.
After that, His Excellency 'Throat Cutter' appeared, and the forces of the grey area outside the Shipwreck Sea were all taken in. Unsurprisingly, Ugly Monkey also joined this Excellency's forces.
He used to steal, but he wasn't good at fighting.
After His Excellency 'Throat Cutter' took control of the Shipwreck Sea, a group of bandits like him were gathered together. At that time, he really began to learn how to fight, including some assassination skills.
Any city near the coast had many low-level jobs. There were many people like Ugly Monkey, but he was the most talented one among them!
The instructor in charge of his training told him that he was not even 20 years old. If he was diligent enough, he might be able to enter the realm of legends in this lifetime.
Legend!
For any Professional, this was an unattainable realm that they yearned for.
The instructor said that the best rogue and the best assassin on the coast was His Excellency 'Throat Cutter'. If he could make a great contribution in the future, he might be able to get guidance from His Excellency 'Throat Cutter'.
Therefore, Ugly Monkey did not hesitate to participate in this operation, and he chose the most dangerous job, the outpost scout!
Stealth, tracking, and assassination.
Ugly Monkey had received strict anti-reconnaissance training. There was also a forest ranger in his team. Not long after the operation, they found traces of the Orcs.
The traces of these guys were very obvious!
Because they were tall and many of them weighed more than 200 pounds, the footprints on the ground could help them determine their position.
The rhythmic croaking of frogs sounded.
Ugly Monkey unsheathed the short sword at his waist. His eyes sharpened. His Strength was not high. This was his natural weakness. Therefore, he liked to apply poison to his weapons during battle. This way, he could defeat his enemies more easily. He thought that he was more suitable to be an assassin than a rogue. It was said that His Excellency 'Throat Cutter's army had a group of elite assassins made up of high-grade rogues, and he hoped that he could join them one day.
Thump!
There was a slight sound of falling to the ground, as if it was a signal. In an instant, more than ten figures rushed out from the darkness.
A cold light flashed past.
Ugly Monkey's figure rushed out like an agile monkey, easily crossing a distance of more than ten meters. At the same time, he used his hands and feet to quickly pass the obstacles in front of him, and the short sword instantly pierced the enemy's heart.
The whistling of the wind sounded!
The enemy's strength was great, and they waved their weapons with a strong wind, but they were not agile enough. For Ugly Monkey, these enemies were too slow.
Clang!
Ugly Monkey waved his hand and a cold light flashed, and the sharp dagger pierced the enemy's back.
A dual-wielding battle.
As a rogue who had been trained since childhood, Ugly Monkey could use his fingers to quickly pick out slippery locust from a pot of oil when he was seven years old. In order to improve his skills, he even learned how to perform tricks from a magician when he was twelve years old. It was not a level 0 trick, but a magic trick that relied purely on the speed of the fingers to deceive the eyes. During this period of training, his left and right hands had become quite agile. From then on, he began to practice the ability to use both hands to steal at the same time.
Roar!
The orc's painful roar was heard. Ugly Monkey looked at the orc's appearance and could not help but curl his lips. "It's so ugly!"
Based on his familiarity with the human body, Ugly Monkey judged that his attack had injured the orc's kidney, so he was not in a hurry to kill the enemy. Instead, he was very agile and was delaying the battle. As expected, the orc in front of him gradually slowed down, and its strength began to decline. Looking for an opportunity, Ugly Monkey twisted his body and kicked the orc's lower body. Accompanied by some kind of cracking sound, he swung his short sword and cut the orc's throat.
The battle ended quickly.
Ugly Monkey glanced at his companions who appeared, and used his dagger to cut off the orc's right ear, then quickly disappeared into the darkness.
His companions chuckled beside him.
They were obviously saying that the orc scouts were only so-so. Ugly Monkey heard this and pursed his lips, but did not have any intention of replying. These were only a small group of enemies. In a one-on-one fight, it was almost impossible for them to win against these rogues who grew up in the Lower Nine Kingdoms. However, if they encountered a large group of enemies, the battle would not be so easy.
The orc's strength advantage was still very obvious!
These hybrid creatures were much stronger than the laborers at the docks. If they had the advantage in numbers, the battle would not be so easy.
Thinking of this, Ugly Monkey took out a small mechanism.
It was an exquisite sleeve arrow.
Ugly Monkey fixed it on his wrist and loaded it with 3 poisoned arrows. He was naturally weaker than others, so naturally, he needed to rely on more techniques.
The others in the group saw his movements.
As the only existence in this group who was close to a high-grade profession, when Ugly Monkey loaded the sleeve arrow, they could not help but be stunned for a moment. Then they began to take out crossbows, sleeve arrows, and poisoned darts and equipped them in hidden positions. After all, this was a matter of life and death. The more careful they were, the more likely they would be to survive. They were not warriors who fought head-on, and they had too many low-grade fighting skills.
The sun gradually set in the west.
Søren's scouts were like a net, covering the battlefield near Autumnfall.
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