Chapter 44 Separate Actions

"Levi, wait a minute!"

On this side, Levi killed dozens of orcs and more than a dozen wargs, leaving only one small leader.

Gandalf hurried over and looked at the last survivor.

"I thought you had forgotten our purpose."

"Don't worry, I can control my sword."

Levi took back his sword, and at the same time Gandalf put his cane against the chest of the small orc leader to prevent him from getting up and fighting back.

The so-called purpose of the two was naturally to explore the intelligence of these orcs.

"Dirty guy, tell me, what are you doing here?"

"Hehe, damn wizard, we will skin you sooner or later..."

Boom!

Gandalf hit him hard and beat the orc to a bloody skin.

"Tell me your purpose, I will give you a quick death!"

"We will kill all the humans in this area, and everything will belong to us!"

Ga——

After saying this, the small leader died directly.

Levi looked at Gandalf.

"Are there still people living around here?"

Gandalf nodded slowly, frowned and said:

"As far as I know, there are some."

"Many years ago, when evil had not yet spread, the Kingdom of Rhovanion had not yet become a ruin, and the Mirkwood was still called the Great Greenwood, there were many free people living near this fertile river valley. However, now the forest has been polluted, it is pitch black inside, and there are many dangers nearby. It is no longer suitable for living. Most people choose to move to a safer place to live."

"There are indeed many people living here, both humans and hobbits. Some of them have left here, some are still wandering, and some have not had time to leave and are still gathering in this area."

"We have to do something, Levi."

Gandalf picked up his cane, gave the little leader a slap to prevent him from pretending to be dead, and called Levi to set off.

"Where are you going?"

"It's not me who's going, it's us - we should go and warn the possible residents nearby, and tell them to leave as soon as possible to avoid being killed by the Orcs!"

"No, no, no, Gandalf, I think it's enough for you to do this."

Levi stood there without moving.

Gandalf turned around.

"What about you?"

"I'll kill all the Orcs, won't that solve the problem?"

Levi felt that there were too many Orcs nearby.

Hearing this, Gandalf stopped temporarily.

If someone else said this, the wizard would definitely hit him hard on the head with his pipe to wake him up.

Since the Orcs are preparing for a large-scale looting, they will not only send a few scattered teams, but will definitely send a total of at least thousands of looting troops.

A person facing thousands of Orcs alone is a death sentence no matter how you look at it.

Generally speaking, this is the case.

But if it was Levi, as long as those Orcs didn't gather together all the time, maybe...

Gandalf nodded and said, "That makes sense, then we will separate here, and you should be careful in your actions. I will go to support you as soon as I finish my work here."

"May your actions go smoothly."

"You too."

The Anduin Valley, located on the east side of the Misty Mountains, the two separated and ran in different directions.

Levi opened the system map, and this area was full of fog that had not been explored yet.

"Just right, let me open the map carefully."

Boom!

Night.

An Orc holding a torch kicked over a fence and set fire to the wooden houses along the road. Under the light of the fire, the face full of lumps looked extremely hideous and terrifying.

"Bad luck!"

"Another abandoned village."

"Where's the scout? Tell him to come over. Didn't they say there are people here?!"

A shorter orc came over, bending over and said timidly, "I did see a fire here just now. Maybe, maybe they are hiding..."

As he was talking, another orc came over to report the news, and it seemed that he had found something at the entrance of the village.

The little leader immediately led people over.

"The ashes just burned are still warm..."

"There must be someone nearby. Find him!"

Just as a circle of orcs were about to disperse and search separately, the wargs suddenly sounded a warning and roared towards the shadows.

The little leader looked over and saw a human in an inconspicuous linen robe slowly emerging from the darkness.

"Aha, I found it!"

The wargs rushed over excitedly, and the orc raised his butcher knife, already thinking about how to kill this unfortunate human.

However, a faint blue light flashed, and the human slowly smiled.

Wait, this person - not right!

The little leader stopped the wolf from charging forward and took two steps back.

A moment later.

Looking at the burning corpses of orcs and wolves in front of him, and the direction where the little orc leader ran away, Levi felt a little bit sorry.

This time he didn't ride a horse, and he really couldn't catch up with the wolf.

"Very smart."

He knew to run away when he saw me.

Without caring where the orc ran, Levi continued his own pace, opening the map little by little, looking for abandoned villages, or lone orc teams.

Under the carpet-style search, one quiet or noisy day after another passed unknowingly.

"Leader, we saw fireworks in the village over there, do you want to go in and search?"

When they heard that there might be people in the village, the surrounding wargs and orcs began to get agitated and could not wait any longer.

At the end of the team, someone could not help but let out a sigh, with numbness in his eyes.

Is someone else going to be enslaved?

Obviously, even if Gandalf's warning was timely and Levi killed many people, there were still many people caught by the orcs in the large-scale looting, either as food or as slaves.

This was an orc team responsible for escorting the looted human slaves.

Compared with other looting teams, they were more numerous, more powerful, and more vicious.

Although he was confident in his own strength, the leader still asked vigilantly after listening to the scout's report: "Fireworks? Just one or many?"

"Many, more than one house."

"Are those houses old or new? Are there any signs of human activities?"

The scout scratched his swollen head and recalled with great effort:

"Some houses are very old, but it seems that someone has cleaned them. I also saw a few clothes drying in the yard..."

"Are there many weeds on the roadside?"

The scout shook his head: "No, there are very few weeds. I can see the situation inside at a glance."

"Good!"

The leader showed a cruel smile.

It seems that this is not the trap of that person, but a real village!

He pointed to a team of only dozens of orcs and ordered: "You watch these slaves here, and the others follow me. We will eat human flesh tonight!"

"Hahaha——"

A group of orcs rushed to the village.