MTL - Medieval Empire Soldier-Chapter 196 ·The Mystery of the Sleeping Land

   Chapter 196 The Mystery of the Sleeping Land

"Ouch~" In the captured greenskin camp, many wood elves and human soldiers were retching uncontrollably. The wood elf woodland lord's face turned black. He stood on a high ground, frowning and instructing the soldiers to burn The corpses, looking at the shredded corpses of forest goblins and orcs all over the place, the remains turned to ashes in the flames, the stench and the smell of blood made the wood elf recruits and human recruits who had not experienced too much nausea.

   Strangely enough, in the green-skin camp in the place where the dragon slept, there were still a large number of mutilated beastmen corpses piled up in some corners, ranging from razor beasts to minotaurs.

  Lyren stood on the cleared forest platform. He saw the corpses of a group of wild orcs being piled up and burning. The bodies of several trolls were too huge, and they were forced to use war horses to tie ropes and forcibly drag them.

"An incomparably glorious victory, Lord Lallen, we have once again destroyed the evil creatures. The glory belongs to Midden, and it belongs to us!" After the battle, Ser Armand, still in high spirits, walked away from Lallen. Coming up, with him came the adopted son of the elector, who responded less: "A glorious victory, we have defeated the green skin army."

"Yes, we won, even if it's unexpectedly easy..." Lailun smiled lightly and looked at the knights around him: "Gentlemen, we don't have time to squander, we should clear up the spoils of war in this camp as soon as possible, Reorganize our army, treat the wounded, and I want to discuss matters with His Excellency Tuggenheim."

   "Understood~!" Soon all the knights and knights dispersed, leaving only Leren and von Tugenheim on the entire platform.

   "You realized it too, didn't you?" The adopted son of the White Wolf Elector took a step forward. He looked into the deep forest outside the battlefield, and his eyes were a little worried.

"Well." Leron knew what Tugenheim was referring to, and said lightly: "We lost more than 500 people, more than 300 of them were injured, most of them can return to the war after training. Fortunately, The main body of the army suffered minimal damage, and our logistical reserves are sufficient to support us to fight another battle."

   "Layen, I intuitively tell me that it is very dangerous now... Of course, I hope my judgment is wrong... Obviously, there is no way to explain the reason for the lack of green skin troops."

Von Tugenheim expressed concern on the surface, pointing to the green-skinned corpses burning in the fire: "They are too few in number, no more than four thousand at most, plus another one that we ambush and annihilated a few days ago. The total number of troops does not exceed 6,000, but there should be more than 10,000 green-skinned creatures in this forest, so where did the remaining thousands of green mushrooms go?"

   "Could it be that there was a **** battle between a gang of beastmen and greenskins before our arrival? I saw a large pile of skeletons of Chaos creatures."

  The interior of the Black Forest is unstable, just like the border princes to the south of the Black Mountains. Humans, beastmen, and greenskins are constantly fighting, fighting and fighting for territory. Every day, war gangs disappear, and new tribes appear every day.

"No, no, far more than that, didn't you find Tugenheim? Most of the green-skinned armies we encountered were composed of goblin goblins, giant spiders raised by evil creatures, and none of them were encountered. Yes, their spider king Snagra-Poison Saliva has never appeared." Laylen shook his head, his face was not at all relaxed: "I guess, the Red Venom Horde army is more than we have detected, It's just that they're not here for the time being."

   "Then... where's Snugla?"

   "...I don't know." Lallen paused and took a deep breath: "So every next move is a bet."

   "What should we do next? The place where the giant dragon sleeps is not suitable for long-term stay. It is better for us to leave here as soon as possible."

"No one will stay here. We will leave early tomorrow morning." After that, Leren and von Tugenheim stepped off the platform. A flying dwarf gyrocopter was about to land, and the dwarf engineer Kag had already Completed reconnaissance mission.

   However, the coalition forces have already captured this green-skinned camp, and with the spirit of the bandits passing like a plow and the soldiers passing like a comb, all the spoils hoarded in the camp’s treasury were carried into the carriage.

The imperial nobles are very troublesome for the beastmen. To fight these chaotic creatures, they must send two or three times the army to play hide-and-seek with them in the forest, and it is easy to be ambushed. It is pitiful not to say, not worth the loss.

   But if you leave it alone, the herd will gradually expand, attacking border villages and outposts, trade routes, until it forms a larger scale, and when it becomes a certain climate, it will endanger several territories.

On the contrary, the green-skinned orcs were used to make the nobles of the empire active. The war with the greenskins was quite rich, from the goblins to the big orcs. This race especially likes shiny things, and they will take all kinds of things. All kinds of gold, silver, precious stones and rare metals to adorn themselves, and even set a gold tooth, including many "garbage" in the eyes of green skin.

   are actually valuable things.

While cleaning, the human soldiers also discovered a spider shrine revered by forest goblins in the depths of the camp. It was built on the remnant of a long-dead giant spider of Ara Kreena, and the whole body was filled with poisonous green light. , all creatures and objects that approach the shrine will be burned to ashes by the green flames that emerge in an instant.

Thirty baronial halberdiers and a few dwarf warriors surrounded the spider shrine. The shrine seemed to sense danger. From time to time, some white spiderlings would emerge from the giant spider, attacking the creatures in the camp, making everyone unable to near.

   By the time Lallen arrived, white spiderlings with cracked carapaces were everywhere, bleeding green blood, and exuding a disgusting, pungent smell.

Several baronial eternal knights were watching the situation around, and a dozen wood elves and Olasif also hurried over to join in the fun. It was also the first time that Laylen saw the shrine of the goblin goblin belief, and he was curious. At the same time, he picked up a branch and threw it over. In an instant, the shrine spewed green flames, burning the branch flying in mid-air to ashes.

"Baron, after we discovered this shrine, we tried various methods to destroy it, shooting arrows in salvos, slashing with halberds, but all to no avail. We couldn't touch the surface of the carapace at all." Sir Hector, who first discovered it. To Laylen and others, "It seems that there is magic around, protecting the main body of the shrine."

"Ignorant humans, that's magic, a spell unique to forest goblins. They call it black pit magic and spider magic." Several eternal guards pushed the crowd wildly, and the wood elf woodland lord raised his sharp chin. Come up slowly.

  The wood elf woodland lord killed the forest goblin shaman, which is considered a great achievement. His attitude is a bit arrogant, but he can understand it. He finally has the opportunity to suppress these arrogant humans, of course he will not let it go.

The young baron didn't look away. During this period of time, the presence of wood elves in the coalition has been relatively low. After all, Draco's army has played so well that the role of dwarves and wood elves is very limited. Like a group of auxiliary soldiers fighting.

  Lyren said with a smile: "Lord Olasif, what method should we use to destroy this shrine?"

  Everyone looked at the wood elf woodland lord, waiting for his words, which made Olasif very useful.

"Well...cough..." The wood elf wearing the giant stag helmet first cleared his throat, deliberately suppressed his tone, and said slowly: "If you want to break that layer of magic, it's not difficult to say, easy to say. It's also easy, there are two specific ways..."

   "First, use magic to defeat magic..."

   "Holy Light!" Before Olasif could finish speaking, a dazzling golden light lit up in the dark and damp cave. In the next second, the Hlam warhammer burning with golden flames collided with green flames, "Boom!"

  Cracked, sputtered carapace residue, and the pungent burning smell filled the entire deep hole.

  Lairn's extremely fast movements caused a loud rumbling sound, which shocked everyone.

   "It's done, I'll leave the rest to you." Saying that, Laylen carried the Hammer of Heram on his shoulder, patted Olasif on the shoulder with a smile on his face, and strode away.

  The Wood Elf Woodland Lord, who had not finished speaking, was stunned.

   is night and the sky is full of stars.

The lit torches illuminated the outer walls of the camp in the deep forest, and the tents were set up in the open space. The wounded inside were all taken care of by the military pastor Serena, and the moaning of pain was much smaller. Except for the occasional cough, at this moment, the green skin camp occupied by the coalition forces was completely silent.

"Ah..." Inside the warm big tent, Lailen lay on the soft and comfortable bearskin bed, with his head resting on his arms, turned over again, and then sighed in sorrow, full of pain, torture, and discomfort. and many other complex emotions.

  Yes, he lost sleep.

   consumes a lot of stamina during the daytime battle. Laylen, who should have been asleep, has tossed and turned on the bed for nearly two hours.

   "What's wrong with me?" Lallen murmured and asked himself, there was always an inexplicable feeling in his heart, neither good nor bad.

   In short, he just couldn't sleep.

   "Could it be because of the huge amount of loot seized?" the young baron thought wildly.

The gold, silver and precious stones recovered from the greenskin camp are worth at least 20,000 gold coins, as well as many rare treasures, rare metals, and several magic weapons robbed by the forest goblins, which are fully filled with sixteen carriages. Early in the morning, the spoils will be brought back to the Draco Baron to give them their due value.

  Although he has gained a lot, Lallen will not lose sleep because of money.

   He is still troubled by insomnia.

   At this moment, a nearly transparent light penetrated from one wall of his tent, lingering above Laren's head.

"who?!"

  Laylen jumped off the bed in an instant, subconsciously raised the Hiram warhammer on the weapon rack, and blocked it in front of him, he felt a strange power around him.

   Outside the tent, there was a blazing light from the torches, and there was a noisy sound of iron boots.

   "What happened, my baron?"

   the knight outside asked eagerly.

Inside the tent, the dim light gradually condensed into a female phantom in front of Lailun. Her facial features were blurred, and she was a spirit body, but she did not show any hostility to the young baron, instead she anxiously swayed her transparent body. The palm of his hand, indicating that she is not malicious.

   "Huh?" Laylen was stunned for a moment, and gradually put down the warhammer.

   There was no reply in the tent for a long time, and the people outside were even more anxious.

   "We're going in, my lord!"

   "It's alright, I'm fine, you guys step back!" Lailun shouted outside the tent, since the spirit body in front of him has no malice towards him, there's no need to let more people know.

   "Understood, Baron!"

   After all the people outside had left, Lallen said cautiously, "Who are you?"

  The blurred figure of the female spirit body really made it impossible for Lailun to see clearly, but there were several small silk-like dragon patterns lingering around her body?

The    spirit body didn't answer Lallen's question, and seemed to be twitching his fingers, signaling the young baron to follow her.

  Lyren pointed to himself and asked in surprise, "Let me go with you?"

   The female phantom nodded slightly, turned around and passed through the wall.

The young baron thought for a while, and put on black casual clothes, took the Hammer of Heram, and drilled out from the back door of the tent. He deliberately avoided the dense tent so as not to be discovered by others. Mountains go.

The    spirit body left inconspicuous spots of light along the way, and Lailun followed the mark and climbed halfway up the mountain.

   The cold wind was raging outside, and the bone-piercing cold wind poured in and out from the gap in his collar, but Lailun was not affected at all, and the speed of climbing the mountain was getting faster and faster.

The jagged rubble slipped from the bottom of his feet, and the more he went up, the more bumpy the road became. He was only allowed to pass on the side of the sheep intestine mountain road leading to the middle of the mountain. Lailun carried the warhammer behind him, and the whole person was almost lying on his back. The mountain, the center of gravity leaned forward, with fearless courage and perseverance, completed this difficult journey with bare hands.

  Two hours later, Lailun clinged to the raised stone with his right hand, then swayed his body and jumped to the platform halfway up the mountain like an ape.

It was only then that Lailun noticed that the female phantom had been waiting for him here for a long time, and her figure became more and more solid, as if she was wearing an exotic robe. The originally vague features became sharp and angular, but Still can't see clearly.

   After seeing his arrival, the virtual shadow did not stop, turned and floated towards the huge and deep cave.

   "What on earth does she want to do..." Lailun couldn't help but ask in the bottom of his heart, and at the same time quickly followed, looked around curiously, and entered the dark cave.

   Strange silence, unknown fear, filled the four walls of this cave leading to the abyss.

Lailun twisted his wrist, and a soft halo appeared in the palm of his hand, barely illuminating the surrounding ten meters. There were countless strange patterns on the melting wall, as hard as a knife and an axe. It seemed to be the words of a dwarf. The edge of a long, ancient cave painting.

   The deeper he went, the more wet and weird it became. Lailen's thick boots were covered with water droplets. The deep cave was not as cold as the outside, but some kind of heat source continued to heat up, making the depths hot and humid.

   After more than half an hour, the young baron finally came to an empty and huge giant stone gate. The corner of the entire stone gate was still broken, and there was dark red magic energy on it. Obviously, the stone gate was destroyed by magic.

   And the trace left by the phantom also disappeared in the corner of the stone gate, and there is a cave inside.

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