Chapter 10 No Encounters

There were no incidents on the way back, though many people stared at the five giant wooden-wheeled carts with unconcealed jealousy and envy.

Putting aside the excited Banter, the dozen or so earth elementals pulling the carts were enough to dissuade 99% of those with ideas. When they saw Reef's shield, they knew that the weakest link in this team had been reinforced, so they could only give up any improper thoughts and watch them leave.

Strictly speaking, the earth elementals summoned by Kurutgu were somewhat of a cheat. These earth elementals were fine for pulling carts like livestock, but once they were thrown into battle, it would be discovered that the earth elementals, which were supposed to be tough and durable, were actually quite fragile. A single grenade could scatter them, much like the difference between an ordinary riding horse and a warhorse.

The strong orc officer Siskel. Dog-Ear, who was in charge of the tally, was absent for some reason. In his place was a fellow with tusks protruding from his lips. His skin was as rough as tree bark, with distinct patches, clearly indicating that he possessed crocodile/monitor lizard genes. One had to admire his half-orc father, who had such extraordinary taste that he didn't even spare female crocodiles when lust took over.

Fang Senyan and his group were a little worried that this guy wouldn't be able to count and would make a mistake like one plus one equals one. Unexpectedly, despite the crocodile-man's seemingly clumsy and stupid appearance, his calculating efficiency was astonishing. He quickly sorted out the wood and stone that Fang Senyan and his group had brought back and generously calculated one hundred and sixty contribution points for them.

But at this moment, Fang Senyan suddenly spoke:

"What is the name of this general?"

"I am Kit. Monitor Lizard, you can also call me Lord Lizard," the guy said straightforwardly. When he spoke, a foul odor emanated from his jagged mouth, and white foam dripped out. Normal people would probably rather take ten cuts than be bitten by him.

"Lord Lizard, we only want to sell one cart of wood and stone. We need to keep the rest to build a camp ourselves," Fang Senyan suddenly changed his tune. "The enemy's attacks are too fierce. I don't know what they're using, but if there's nothing to block it, we can't sleep peacefully at night."

Lord Lizard Kit flicked his scarlet, slender tongue and hissed:

"You need to think clearly. I've already given you an extra ten contribution points. If that dog was here, just because you dared to kill his relative, these six carts of wood and ore would be reduced to less than one hundred and thirty contribution points."

Fang Senyan said decisively:

"I've thought it through clearly. Thank you for the reminder, Lord."

So, after all their hard work, Fang Senyan and his group only got twenty-five contribution points, leaving them with five full carts of stones and wood. As soon as he left, Zi couldn't help but ask:

"Are you that pessimistic about the quarry? After all, there are five hundred garrison troops there, and with our people going to mine at night, it's definitely a strong force. You're clearly keeping these five carts of stone and wood to hoard them for profit. However, I see that there are mountains of stone and wood piled up in the reserve area behind us. If the valley can operate smoothly, our leftovers might be worthless tomorrow."

Although Zi's words were sharp, they were very reasonable. Fang Senyan smiled and said:

"Your last sentence is impossible. This battle is bound to be a protracted war. It's absolutely impossible to be a quick victory. As the siege progresses, the consumption of wood and stone will never be saturated. This is a battle that will determine the fate of the continent! Even if the valley is defended in the end, we can definitely sell it if we hold onto it for a few more days."

As they spoke, they arrived at their assigned camp. They skinned, deboned, and chopped the few cyan giant wolves into pieces, seasoning them before throwing them into a large pot to stew. Because they used enough spices and removed the blood, all that emanated was the rich aroma of meat.

Although the wolf skin and offal had been eaten clean by the nearby orc slaves and orc laborers, the sounds of them chewing were like those of hungry ghosts. However, they all gathered around at this time, their eyes glowing with the same green light as hungry wolves.

These orc laborers and slaves were quite easy to use, and they did their best to meet Fang Senyan and his group's requests. Furthermore, Sauron didn't value these weaklings at all, so as long as they were fed, temporary workers could become long-term workers. Moreover, befriending some local bullies was also quite good for gathering information. The key was that the cost was only feeding them.

There were quite a few guys with Fang Senyan's idea. You could tell from the faint guitar sounds coming from afar. There were even contractors providing them with spiritual food. Even the half-orcs on their side were craning their necks and listening, proving that every contractor had their own unique skills.

After stopping the drooling half-orcs from secretly reaching into the pot for the nth time, Fang Senyan finally nodded. The half-orcs swarmed forward. Fortunately, Fang Senyan had already considered the situation of these guys, so he didn't make barbecue but directly stewed a meat stew.

Probably because they came from different planes, all the food brought by the contractors could be eaten by the half-orcs. They could taste the flavor, eat it, but they were never full. To feed them, they could only use the food of this plane.

So, although Fang Senyan and his group threw a lot of canned food to these half-orcs, they became hungrier the more they ate. To be honest, these giant cyan wolves had been a great help. All in all, after skinning, bleeding, and deboning, they had contributed at least seven or eight hundred pounds of fresh beast meat. Then, they mixed in an equal weight of water, added fifty or sixty pounds of what the half-orcs called "lumpy noodles", and even after cooking, there were still fifteen or sixteen hundred pounds, so each orc laborer and slave could get an average of seventy or eighty pounds.

Even if these barbarians had an amazing appetite, this meat stew was enough to fill their bellies, and it was enough for their food for tomorrow. Seeing the barbaric half-orcs lying on their backs, satisfied with a burp, and snoring like thunder after a short time, Fang Senyan was finally relieved. This meant that these guys would continue to be hired by him for at least tomorrow.

At this moment, Sanzi suddenly stood up, his face somewhat suspicious, and turned to look in the direction of the valley. Then, he saw Kurutgu suddenly趴 on the ground. With the twin-headed ogre's perception of the earth, he actually had to do this, showing that he was being very careful.

"The battle has already begun," Sanzi said with certainty. "And it's a large-scale battle. It's definitely not a spur-of-the-moment thing."

Fang Senyan pondered for a while and slowly said:

"It's definitely not an official action. There are many contractors in Minas Tirith now, but the real official forces are stretched thin. To fight against five hundred well-trained orc troops who also occupy favorable terrain, it's definitely not something that a few contractors can do..."

Speaking of this, Fang Senyan suddenly changed the subject and asked Reef:

"Do you think it's possible that someone foresaw that Rosarnach valley would become a key defensive point before entering this world, and then conducted targeted offensive and defensive drills?"

"That's impossible, right? The battlefield isn't decided until the end..." Reef said hesitantly.

"But three options were given before!" Fang Senyan took a deep breath and said: "The map of Middle-earth is easy to find. Then, analyze the terrain of the three places in detail and make corresponding plans. Based on the characteristics of the War of the Ring, where is it necessary to attack and defend, and where is it an unavoidable strategic location? Then, conduct targeted drills one by one!"

"This... how is this possible?" Ronnie said in surprise.

"Our small-scale team can't do it, but it doesn't mean that large-scale teams can't do it. What's more, the battle we're experiencing this time is particularly special. It's a national war! When the nest is overturned, there are no intact eggs. If the space where we're residing is weakened, will the lives of the affiliated contractors be better?" Fang Senyan pondered:

"This time, my thinking has entered a blind spot. Fortunately, I didn't plunge into that trap in the end."

However, the camp quickly became noisy. Before long, they heard someone shouting:

"The Blue Light team has gone to reinforce! Do we want to go?"

At this time, a faint light flashed in Fang Senyan's eyes. Going now would be beneficial to the overall situation. If the Ace Team participated, at least five or six of the enemy would have to die, right? The chances of victory for Noah Space C would also increase by a fraction of a percentage point. But for the Ace Team, it would be very disadvantageous - if the Blue Light Team succeeded, then their prestige would definitely increase. Then, what if they dispatched the Ace Team to the most dangerous and least beneficial front line? Should they go or not?

Going would clearly be a big loss. Not going would tarnish their reputation among their peers. Neither of these results was what Fang Senyan wanted.

So, Fang Senyan waved his hand decisively:

"Everyone, go to sleep. We don't need to go. I believe the powerful Blue Light team can definitely handle this matter."

When he said this, Fang Senyan was sneering in his heart: if the enemy had been planning for a long time as he had previously analyzed, then they might even be able to surround the point and strike at reinforcements. There is a saying that true gold fears no fire. The quality of the Blue Light team will be exposed after this battle.