Magic? My Iron Torrent will sweep it all away!

Chapter 210 Demon Clan's Intelligence Regarding the Great Xia

The bear-man warrior asked if it was poisonous, and Lin Mo had no choice but to answer:

"It's not poisonous."

"That's fine!"

The bear-man warrior chuckled sheepishly, stretched his neck again, and swallowed the entire rice dumpling, leaves and all.

"Delicious! I love it!"

He touched his still-flat stomach and asked:

"Thank you again for your generosity. I haven't had such delicious food in a long time."

"Can I go back to line up to get it?"

Lin Mo noticed the bear-man warrior's messy, dull body hair and the seemingly strong but actually fat-deficient muscle lines. Touched, he smiled and said:

"Go ahead, eat until you're full!"

"Thank you!"

On the other side, Warwick watched his people devour their food, their faces beaming with simple, contented smiles, and he couldn't help but laugh too, his eyes reddening.

After breakfast, Lin Mo arranged for a captain to liaise with Warwick.

"Commander Warwick, this is Lieutenant Chen. Your men are now under his command."

He will be responsible for all your training.

Lieutenant Chen saluted Warwick:

"Commander Warwick, nice to meet you."

Warwick placed his right hand on his chest, bowed slightly in return, and then asked:

"What do we need to do?"

"We will break up your men and incorporate them into our armored infantry company." Captain Chen opened a tactical tablet, which displayed the training plan.

"You will work alongside our soldiers, learning how to drive tanks and infantry fighting vehicles, how to operate vehicle-mounted weapons, how to use individual weapons, and so on."

"At the same time, you will also be issued our standard rifles and accompany our reconnaissance units on missions."

Captain Chen pointed to the Misty Forest area on the map.

"This is both training and real combat."

"After entering the Misty Forest, you will serve as the vanguard, responsible for clearing out demon scouts and small outposts along the way."

"Due to the limited time, we're arranging a live-fire exercise so you can familiarize yourselves with our weapons as quickly as possible!"

Warwick's eyes lit up after hearing this.

This arrangement suited him perfectly.

Otherwise, he would feel guilty and uncomfortable constantly receiving favors from the Great Xia.

It doesn't matter if we are used by the Great Xia.

Next, the orcs ate one bun after another until their bellies were round and they were burping, their faces beaming with simple satisfaction.

One orc's appetite is equivalent to that of four or five Xia soldiers.

These thousand mouths consume an astonishing amount of energy every day.

In the past, this would have been an absolute heavy burden.

But now, Lin Mo felt that this deal was extremely worthwhile.

As long as these orcs can kill a few more demons in the upcoming Misty Forest and reduce the number of Great Xia soldiers who die, then consuming any amount of food will be a huge profit!

This is not just about saving a few shells; it's about trading food for lives and time to advance!

No matter how you look at it, it's a profit!

Although the Great Xia Expeditionary Force did not receive many supplies due to equipment shortages, it could still last for a month.

After we finish eating, there's still compressed dry food left, enough to last another month.

With the wild vegetables and fruits available in Terra, they can last even longer.

After breakfast, Warwick arrived with more than twenty orcs.

He bowed to Lin Mo, placing his hand on his chest:

"Lord Lin Mo, the powerful warriors employed by our tribal alliance can now be delivered, for a period of thirty days and months."

"it is good."

Lin Mo nodded, and was about to make arrangements when he saw Zhao Gang walking over. He then pointed at Zhao Gang:

"You'll need to coordinate with Brother Zhao for the specific arrangements."

Upon hearing this, Grom stepped forward and spoke to Zhao Gang:

"Commander Zhao, our mission is to protect, so we will not take the initiative to attack, but will only defend passively when the target is in danger."

"You need to assign us targets to protect."

Zhao Gang thought for a moment, then looked at Grom:

"You stay with the command vehicle and protect me and General Long."

Then he looked at the winged man, Vokong, beside him:

"Lord Wokong, your main responsibility is to protect Commander Lin."

He added:

"If you don't have much to do normally, you can also cooperate with our experts to do some research."

Grom nodded:

"No problem, these are minor matters!"

"Then we can start calculating the time now."

The seventh-tier winged being, Wokong, also nodded to Lin Mo:

"Lord Lin Mo, I will remain in the sky on guard."

Lin Mo:

"Okay, I'll have to trouble you to keep things in mind for the next month."

Wokong shook his head:

"It's my duty."

As soon as he finished speaking, his pure white wings fluttered gently, and he rose into the air, quickly becoming a small black dot in the sky.

Lin Mo was filled with envy at this sight.

What a powerful presence!

Everything is arranged properly.

The expeditionary force was mobilized again.

The soldiers quickly packed up their tents and other equipment and put on their fully charged exoskeletons.

The roar of engines resumed, and the steel torrent surged forward, rolling towards the Misty Forest.

All that remained was a cloud of dust.

......

Deep within the misty forest, inside a palace built from countless pale skeletons.

The seventh-tier Demon Lord, Destroyer Malphite, sat enthroned on a massive throne entirely forged from biological skulls.

He was nearly four meters tall, his entire body covered in dark purple bone armor, each plate seemingly imbued with life, shimmering with an ominous glow.

Beside him, a giant axe, about the same height as him, leaned against him. On the axe blade, a ghostly green flame burned silently, distorting the surrounding space and causing it to sway slightly.

"Click".

Murphy toyed with the skull of a holy human in his hand, making a crisp sound.

Just then, a third-tier demon scout rushed into the hall, prostrated himself on the ground, and trembled like a leaf.

"The great... the great Destroyer!"

Murphy didn't even look up; his voice was low and deep.

"explain."

"That...that army of two-legged beasts is heading towards the Misty Forest!"

Murphy stopped playing with the skull.

He slowly raised his head, and two crimson lights shone in the shadow of his helmet.

"Have you found out their origins?"

The scout's body trembled even more violently, and his voice was choked with sobs:

"We only...we only found a little bit..."

Murphy: "Hmm?"

His eyes narrowed.

"Snap!"

The hard skull turned to dust in his hand, slipping through his fingers.

The scout was so frightened that he lay flat on the ground, too scared to move.

"I'll give you a chance to rephrase your words." Murphy's voice was devoid of emotion, yet it made the temperature in the entire Bone Hall drop several degrees.

"Yes! Yes!" The scout didn't dare hesitate for a moment, and blurted out everything he had found out:

"These bipeds first appeared in the defense zone of the now-dead commander Volaz!"

"According to those useless cowards who came down from the front lines..."

"They...they came through the portal established by the Holy Humans!"