Caesar gestured with his claws, and the Gnolls walked up to him again with malicious intentions.
Seeing this, Brian subconsciously curled up his body and shouted in panic, "I don't know!
I don't know! "
Caesar ignored his pleas and watched the Gnolls peel off Brian's skin with daggers. Brian screamed again.
Logically speaking, once the strong line of defense of the person being interrogated collapsed, it would not be so easy to rebuild it. However, Brian persisted for a long time unexpectedly. He cried and wailed repeatedly, "I don't know." He did not give any other information.
Just when Caesar was wondering if this guy really did not know anything about Roy's plan, Brian, who had entered a trance, finally opened his mouth.
"I'll talk!
I'll talk! "Brian's face was pale, and he was sweating profusely. He was tortured until he did not look human anymore.
"Tell me, what is Roy preparing?"
"Roy, Roy."
Brian was a little incoherent. The great pain made his brain a mess. It took him a lot of effort to organize his words. "Roy let the Gnolls and Kobolds go to Tulu Basin. He wants to drag the Black Dragon …"
"Ah!"
As soon as these words left his mouth, his body began to melt like a candle. Brian suddenly shut his mouth and let out a low cry. He looked at the Black Dragon in pain, his shriveled lips opening and closing.
However, his voice seemed to be blocked by something, and no more words came out.
"What's going on?"
Caesar's pupils straightened. He stood up with a bang and looked around angrily.
The human's mouth was obviously saying "help". What was it that made him want to ask the Black Dragon for help?
The speed at which humans melted was very fast. Caesar only had time to glance around before Brian's body turned into a pool of pus and disappeared completely. It was completely quiet.
Immediately after, there was an almost imperceptible "bang bang" sound in the air. It was the sound of glass being crushed, and it was keenly captured by the black dragon.
"It's an oath."
The orc Gall stepped forward and stared at the pool of pus. "These people have sworn with their lives. They can't betray the lord they are loyal to."
Swearing on one's life was a rarity even in the entirety of Eladia. After all, such an oath was different from other agreements. If one were to violate it, one would have to pay an unbearable price. Any species with intelligence would not be willing to hand their lives over to others.
Even among the humans who liked to make oaths the most, only the Imperial Knights of some kings and lords would make such a harsh and heavy oath of service.
What Caesar did not expect was that this human called Brian had made such an oath. After all, the one captured by Gall was just an ordinary soldier under Roy's command.
In that case, wouldn't everyone in Roy's army be die-hard fans?
Scary.
Just thinking about it made his scalp tingle. If it were not for the fact that dragons did not have sweat glands, Caesar's body would be covered in a layer of cold sweat.
A thousand soldiers who swore their loyalty to the death, let alone Eladia, in any other world, it was not something a normal count's son could have.
Black Dragon began to wonder who he had offended.
An ambitious schemer who had been plotting for a long time?
Or an illegitimate son of some kingdom?
Farewell!
"Inform Sve and the others to get ready."
Black Dragon quickly climbed out of the cave. Caesar could tell that Roy had set up a trap and was preparing a heavy blow. "We must retreat immediately!"
Before leaving, the black dragon turned its head and informed the Gnolls who were licking the thick water, "Go find your leader yourselves."
At this time, he could not care less about the Gnolls and Kobolds. He could only mention it in passing.
If Hogg was willing to follow, he would let them. If they were not fast enough, Black Dragon would not hesitate to leave them behind.
On the other side, the orcs were already prepared to retreat at any time. As soon as Caesar gave the order, the Stone Crow Clan had gathered together within five minutes. They quickly passed through the entrance of the narrow tunnel in Durubin and began to move westward.
…
"Sir, as you expected, the Orcs are coming this way. There are a lot of them, and there are children among them."
Less than fifteen minutes after the Orcs left Tulu Basin, Roy immediately received the report from the scouts under his command.
The young noble had already made arrangements. He sent the best archers around Tulu Basin to monitor it day and night. If the Orcs made any strange movements, he would be able to receive the report immediately.
Although this caused a lot of losses to the army, there were scouts who were discovered every day. They would encounter the Orcs or be hunted down and killed by Black Dragon.
Even so, Roy still made up for the scouts every day regardless of the cost.
Although the losses were great, the benefits were obvious. The Orcs would not be able to leave quietly.
"As expected."
The noble took a sip of the jam brewed by the Orcs and sat quietly under the shade of the trees, playing with the Northern Hound.
If the Black Dragon was smart enough, it would definitely have plans to retreat. Therefore, Roy had already carefully studied the map before this and made a prediction of the direction that the Orcs would move to.
The Black Dragon would definitely not choose the Green Capital in the North or the human countries in the South. If it wanted to go to the East, it would have to cross the vast Elven Forest. The creatures there and the Pentashade Dragons could not coexist together. If the Black Dragon did not want to get hurt, it would not want to go to the East.
It would definitely go to the West.
Of course, all of this would only work if the Black Dragon was clear-headed and investigated the surrounding situation.
However, after fighting with the Black Dragon a few times, the young noble had a rough idea of the other party's intelligence and strength. He was ninety percent confident in his own speculation.
Therefore, Roy might as well take a gamble.
The young noble carefully selected a hundred men and a hundred good horses to be the first to arrive at the front to cover their tracks and carry out reconnaissance missions. Then, he led the army in groups and sneaked over here, blocking the path that the Orcs would have to pass through and waiting for them to come.
Now, the camp behind the Camel's Back Peak was a smokescreen that Roy had released to confuse the enemy. In fact, his main forces had already secretly made their way here.
In the end, he was lucky to have won the gamble.
"Prepare for the ambush."
Roy stood up and began to give orders. "Pay attention to the archers. Listen carefully, our goal is to stall for time, so we must avoid close combat and minimize losses."
The deep and painful lesson from the last time was still fresh in Roy's mind. He would not make the same mistake again. He was determined not to take risks to achieve greater results. Instead, he would choose to fight steadily and not give the Black Dragon any more chances.
However, today was different. There were no spellcasters around to protect him.
In order to prevent the Black Dragon from attacking and beheading the enemy, Roy did not plan to go to the frontlines. He could only give careful instructions word by word and hand over command to his most trusted subordinate.