Autumnfall, Agate River.
Søren stood on the deck and looked into the distance. He turned to look at Scarface behind him and slowly said, "What about the orcs?"
Scarface bowed slightly and said, "Your Excellency, they have been very obedient recently."
Søren nodded and said in a deep voice, "Let the scouts pay attention to the orcs' movements. If there are any special situations, immediately send them to me."
"Yes, Your Excellency." Scarface retreated.
The orc army had been defeated twice in a row, and Eugene's actions had become more cautious.
For the first time in the city of Autumnfall, Sauron's avatar summoned an ancient brass dragon, forcing Eugene to retreat and regroup. That night, when they attacked Søren, Eugene returned without success and suffered heavy losses. Two consecutive failures were very serious for the orcs, and their morale had dropped a lot. Recently, the orcs did not make any movements. Perhaps they were afraid of being hit again. If they were defeated three times in a row, perhaps the morale of the iron-blooded army would collapse.
Eugene needed a victory to motivate the soldiers, but Søren would not give him such an opportunity!
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The land occupied by the orcs, by the agate river.
Teams of Orc labourers were working hard. Under the orders of the overseers, they chopped down the trees in the forest one by one and transported the logs back one by one. The orc army's camp was already busy. Many orcs were busy working, and the outline of a foundation had been built nearby. Relying on their natural strength, the orcs were very efficient. In just half a day, a rough outline of an orc fortress appeared.
But this was only the beginning. From the foundation, the scale of this fortress was much larger!
Autumnfall.
The meeting hall was dignified. Many nobles were talking. One of them said, "What? The orcs built a fortress on the other side of the river? What are they going to do? "
The people present were worried.
If the orcs really built a large military fortress on the other side of the river, it would be difficult for them to recover their lost land in the future.
Even if reinforcements arrived, the situation would turn into a situation where the enemy would defend and they would attack. However, if the Gnomes attacked the fortress built by the Orcs, they would have to pay a terrifying price. The Shaman priests were also spellcasters. Although the craftsmanship of the Orcs' fortresses wasn't good to look at, their durability was definitely not worse than other races. If this fortress was really built, it would be against Luoye City.
"That may be a good thing."
The old man sitting on the right glanced at the others. His territory was near Luoye City. Even if the land on the other side of the river was recovered, he would not get much benefit, so he calmly said, "In this way, the orcs should not attack in a short time."
"We can hold on until the Earth Walkers' reinforcements arrive!"
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The orcs finally learned their lesson.
After being heavily injured by Søren twice in a row, Eugene's original plan to defeat the half-elf in one go was completely ruined. Now, building a military fortress on the other side of the river to confront Luoye City was undoubtedly the wisest action at present. On the one hand, they could consolidate the rear, and on the other hand, they could advance and retreat freely. Anyway, Søren did not think that the current Luoye City had the ability to attack the military fortress of the orcs. No one could afford the casualties.
"Eugene is going to push forward step by step!"
Søren looked at the river in the distance and whispered, "If the military fortress is really built, and the location is chosen on the other side of the Agate River, it would be impossible for the half-elves to recover their lost land without fighting for decades."
"What a pity."
"Eugene didn't calculate that under the Avatar Crisis, the fortress would be like paper for some existences!"
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Outer Islands, Port Mordor.
A towering lighthouse appeared in front of him. The excited voices of the sailors alarmed George. Relying on his own ability, he got along with the guards of the fleet in just a few days, so he soon knew that they were about to arrive at Mordor City.
A gentle sea breeze blew in his face.
Flocks of seabirds could be seen in the distance. Under the blue sky, flying fish figures appeared from time to time on the sea.
Everything in front of him was so novel and shocking for George, who had lived in the inland area since he was a child. He felt a wider world and even had a longing for life on the sea. Compared to the past, he was confined to a town near Luoye City. Everything he saw along the way completely subverted his understanding. For the first time, he knew that the world was so big, and there were so many things that he had never thought of before.
The vision of the civilians in this world was actually very small.
There were quite a few people like George. Soon, other people came to the deck and looked ahead with faces full of amazement.
The figure of Mordor City appeared.
It was a huge natural port, which had been expanded after construction. White sails could be seen in the distance. A large number of ships were docked near the port. Before they got close, they could hear the shouts of the dock workers. They were busy transporting goods, and from time to time, a ship set sail. Just at first sight, George felt the prosperity here. Everything in front of him was a scene he had never seen in Luoye City.
Even the entire inland area did not have such a prosperous trade!
Trade was wealth, and trade was vitality. The prosperity of Whiterun was because of trade, and the decline of Whiterun was because trade was blocked.
"We'll be there soon."
After this period of contact, the guard captain had become familiar with George. He glanced at the young man beside him and smiled, "Someone will arrange for you when you get to the dock."
George smiled and nodded. He reached out and touched his pocket. There was still some money in it.
The captain had taken good care of them along the way, so George planned to invite him to the tavern for a drink after arriving at Mordor City. He was not sure how the church would arrange for him and others, but if he could have a good relationship with this person, he might be able to become a caravan guard. He was still a little confident in his skills.
However, the guard captain smiled and refused, slowly said, "After sending you to the port, we will leave immediately."
"This time, many chambers of commerce have heard the news."
"I heard that there was a fleet from Arendelle. They had already planned to go back with the goods. As soon as they heard the conscription order from Sir Søren, they unloaded the goods in Shipwreck Bay and ran to Raging Sand Island with empty ships. If we send you, the profit of the chamber of commerce will increase by at least 20% or 30%, and the reward in our hands will also be a lot more. "
"So, the fleet will not stay here and will return to Raging Sand Island today."
A year of 'tax' exemption.
This was quite attractive to the chamber of commerce. Under the control of Søren, all the routes were controlled, and the chamber of commerce had to pay a lot of protection fees. If the tax was exempted for a year, the profit would increase by a lot. Otherwise, it would be impossible to attract so many people. If it were not for the chamber of commerce from Shipwreck Bay, the City of Wealth, and Port Tylon that could come here, perhaps the fleets from other places would also want to make a profit. Not only did they get a favor from this sir, but they also got practical benefits.
Why wouldn't they do such a good thing?
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Port Mordor.
A large ship docked near the port, and there was an endless stream of people everywhere.
"Sister, slow down!"
Idu helped a young woman with a baby to walk down the deck, and soon a team of law enforcement came to escort them. Their destination was not the port, but the city of Mordor in front of them. Many people looked around curiously. The first impression they had of the port was not how lively and prosperous it was, but it was quite clean and tidy. Compared to the city in their memory, it was too clean and tidy. There was no garbage on the ground, and there was no obvious stench of crowded people.
There was only the faint smell of the sea in the air.
"Sister, look! It's the temple! It's magnificent! It's magnificent! "
The most striking buildings in Port Mordor were undoubtedly the Temple of Wealth and the Temple of Sea. These two churches seemed to have begun to be dissatisfied recently. The Temple of Wealth was decorated with a golden light, and the outer walls were painted with a layer of gold paint. The Temple of Wealth had an obvious advantage in terms of wealth. However, the Temple of Sea also had its own advantages, that was, there were a lot of treasures on the seabed. It was very easy to get some luminous pearls and corals. During this time, the two temples were fighting openly and secretly to suppress each other, and the battle for believers was also quite fierce.
Across the port, there was a flat paved road.
Many people were secretly observing this group of refugees. The characteristics of the Half-elves were quite obvious, but no one disturbed them. They only occasionally looked at them curiously.
In the team responsible for escorting them, George saw the legendary evil Drow.
Or it should be said that they were half-drow.
These legendary evil existences had cold expressions, and they simply ignored other people. They just strictly or even harshly carried out their tasks. They hardly talked to others except for orders. George didn't know if it was his own illusion, but he saw a trace of panic in the eyes of these Drow warriors. But it was not the kind of fear, but a hidden panic. This hidden emotion made them very serious and harsh, meticulously carrying out orders, as if they were worried that they would be replaced.
The city of Mordor finally appeared in front of them.
In the distance, they could see the reclaimed land, and there were green crops in the fields. This scene full of vitality made them have better hope for the future.
However!
There was a sudden panic in front of them, and there were the screams and cries of women and children. George instantly pressed his hand on the hilt of his sword and was ready to fight.
"Roar!"
A dull dragon's roar echoed in everyone's ears.
On the city wall of Mordor, a behemoth figure appeared. Its cold pupils glanced at these small humans, and then it flapped its wings violently and rose into the air!
The Quetzalcoatlus with a wingspan of nearly ten meters circled above them, and then flew in the direction of the sea.
George's legs trembled slightly.
The scene just now not only shocked him, but many people around him also cried. Compared with the huge Quetzalcoatlus in front of them, the orcs' wolves were just like puppies.
The guards did not change at all. They seemed to be very familiar with this Quetzalcoatlus.
Soon the team was appeased.
They entered Mordor from the south gate. George couldn't help but turn his head and look in the direction where the Quetzalcoatlus flew. For a moment, his heart was surging, and he murmured, "Is this Mordor City?"
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