"Who are you?" Eric was calm. Perhaps he was old and had seen many strange things, so he was not surprised by this weird orc. No matter what race, there were freaks.

"It seems that I am the one who asked the question here... But this time I will temporarily satisfy your curiosity. I am the boss of the Blood Flag and the commander of the Green Skin."

The boss of the Blood Flag circled around the cage and looked at the current appearance of the two prisoners with interest.

"What do you want to know?" asked Iberlandon. Although he didn't know much about the green-skinned prisoners, he still knew about human prisoners. If a soldier was captured on the battlefield, his ultimate fate was nothing more than three. The first was to extort ransom, the second was to be executed, and the third was to be enslaved. Of course, there was also a fourth way, which was that the winner was merciful or some other reason, and the prisoners would be released (even some dry food and clothing). However, Iberlandon did not think he would have such good luck.

A strong intuition made Ebolandon feel that the boss of the Blood Flag is not the Green Skin, but the question is reason but tells him the completely opposite answer. If the boss of the Blood Flag is not an orc, then what is he? It was clearly stated that this guy did not have any disguise or illusion.

"I heard," Boss of Blood Flag spoke. The human language he spoke was really straight and clear. "The Queen Mother ruled Sham now. Did she fight me some time ago? Are you her general?"

The two prisoners looked at each other again, and they both saw surprise in each other's eyes.

"That's right." Iberlandon replied. Logically, Green Skin knew that these were strange, but this information might have been taken from the mouths of other prisoners by the Blood Flag Boss.

"What are your names?"

There is nothing to hide, so both of them answered truthfully.

"Ibolandon? I remember that there was a person in the Sham royal family called this name." The boss of the Blood Flag stared at Ibolandon, "You can't be that person."

This time Iberlandon did not answer.

"A prince was sent to guard the frontline fortress... It seems that the Queen Mother takes this war very important." The Blood Flag boss said to himself, turning his eyes to Eric. "But why did she abandon such outstanding generals and elite troops as you and retreat on the battlefield?"

"A common officer like me has some on the territory of Sham." Eric replied. "It's not worth mentioning."

"Your command in front of the battle is very outstanding." The boss of the Blood Flag was unmoved. "Sharp, sharp, decisive, and full of skills. If I were a commander, I would really have nothing to ask for with you, as the saying goes, it is easy to get a general but hard to find. As the saying goes, as long as it is possible, I will never give up a subordinate like you. But your Queen Mother seemed to retreat without hesitation at all, and there was no attempt to save you."

"Should I be proud?" Eric asked back with sarcastic sarcasm. But he was secretly surprised.

"Stop going around." Iberlandon suddenly held the thick wooden strips of the cage tightly, "What the hell do you want to do?"

"What I want to do is lead my troops through the territory of Sham."

"Don't think about it. Do you think you can invade the sacred territory of Shem? You have only achieved a small victory! Don't try to get involved in the territory of mankind! No matter how many victory you achieve, you will be the ones who will be destroyed in the end!"

"Tsk..." Boss of Blood Flag shook his head. "Sure enough, it's too early to discuss this issue."

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"Although I have no ambition or desire for Sham, it seems that in this state, it is impossible for the Sham people to sit down and talk to me with peace of mind."

"What did you say? You didn't..."

"Actually, I just meant that I wanted to borrow a way. If the Sham army hadn't been blocking my way and I had no idea about Sham, the place I was going to is Oren City." The boss of the Blood Flag replied, looking at Iberlandon, whose expression clearly explained his thoughts. "I heard that there was a little disagreement between Sham and the church, but it seems that in this case, you cannot believe my sincerity, well, you will understand sooner or later."

"Will you understand sooner or later?" The meaning contained in this sentence made Eric feel chilled. "What does it mean?"

"It's not interesting. Don't worry, I will let you two live. Then I can send you back as my messenger... wait a moment..." The boss of Blood Flag pondered for a moment. "It's enough to send a letter to only one person. Let's do this, I'll write a letter first and ask one of you to give it to your Queen Mother. In this way, when the next time you send the letter, the persuasiveness will be stronger."

Just before the two prisoners, the Blood Flag Boss took out paper and pen from the wooden box on one side and wrote on the table. Ibolandon stared at every detail of the Blood Flag Boss: The Blood Flag Boss wrote letters very quickly, and both holding the pen and writing were very agile - no different from humans. If I hadn't confirmed just now, Ibolandon would have thought that this guy who claimed to be the Blood Flag Boss was an orc clever disguised by humans.

Eric's eyes were looking at something else, and he was so surprised that he didn't look at the Blood Flag Boss.

"Okay, it's done." After a few minutes, the boss of Blood Flag put the letter in his hand into an envelope and glued it. It's hard to believe that an orc had paper, pen, glue and envelope in his hand. But since Ibolandon had just seen something more exaggerated than this, he didn't mind this little problem.

"You two, who would like to go back first?" Boss Xueqi shook the letter in his hand and asked.

Iberlandon and Eric looked at each other and hadn't answered for a long time.

"I'm injured and can't walk." Finally, Eric said. "Let him go back first."

The boss of the Blood Flag, Xin, handed it to Iberlandon, "Please hold it away, remember to go back and hand it over to your Queen Mother!"

After saying that, he quickly walked to the entrance of the tent and called out a few words in the words they didn't understand. Then a group of goblins came over, lifting up Iberlandon's cage and walking out loudly. Soon he walked out of the tent and could no longer see it.

"Don't worry, if I want to harm him, I don't need to use any means at all." Boss of Blood Flag did not leave, but looked at Eric beside him. His eyes were filled with thoughts. "I asked my subordinates to carry him to the edge of the camp. When it gets dark, I will release him. As for you, just stay here for a while. This will at least allow you to save your life."

He spoke in a gentle tone, so Eric thought he had no bad intentions in these words.

"But fortunately, you chose to stay, otherwise I really don't know what to do."

"How to do what?" Eric glanced at the box of the Blood Flag again - the box was closed now, but Eric dared to swear that he had just seen a stack of books in the box.

"If you go back, you will probably go to the battlefield again. This time I let you go, but you may not have such good luck next time."

"It seems like we have never seen each other before, and we have never met each other." Eric asked back.

"Yes, but I admire your bravery and talent on the battlefield." The Blood Flag boss replied. "A knight as outstanding as you should not serve that kind of woman. She is not worthy of her. And the prince just now... He is not worthy of your life for him."

"It's not your business!" Eric replied gritting his teeth. If he changes the scene and the other person, he might think that the other party is suing him. "What do you mean by saying this?"

"I just feel a little bit the same. I have also worked for one person, but when I understand that one is not worthy of my allegiance, I left directly. For some human beings, high officials and generous salaries are what they pursue, so no matter who they follow, as long as they can provide them with these, they will be satisfied. I don't think you are such a person... Forget it, it's meaningless to say these, so have a good rest. It may not be comfortable here, but it's always safe." The boss of the Blood Flag turned around and wanted to leave.

"Wait a minute, what's in your box?" Eric shouted suddenly.

His voice was very tough, but the boss of the Blood Flag did not get angry, but laughed jokingly, walked to the box where he was hiding, and took out the things inside.

"This is the 'road of glory', this is 'glory and justice', this is 'tribal battle', this is 'deep danger'... and there are a few more. But I have thrown away those that are too exaggerated and not detailed enough, and only these are left. I believe you have seen all these... These things record the glorious achievements of human beings in defeating Green Skin, and the various tactical strategies summarized in the meantime. It must be said that although it is a good practice to refer to ancient war examples when specifying combat plans, it is really stupid to copy them completely... the Queen Mother's previous defense-restraint-counterattack tactics was really not very good, and I could see through it at a glance."

Eric clenched his fists with his hands. How could this be possible? The Greenskin boss was studying the history of human war? And where did he get so many books? The next moment, he realized how stupid the Queen Mother, and all the other generals, were the officers. They were still learning from history, but they did not expect that all their plans had been known to the Greenskins.

Perhaps the only tactic that Greenskin didn't expect was the cannon sniping tactic, but that move was entirely based on luck. Luck is simply hard to figure out than the weather.

He now understood why the Blood Flag Boss had such great confidence, because all human combat plans were exposed to his eyes. The green skins could easily know every human response measure, which was simpler than the slutty's visual inspection of the girl's bust.

The boss of the Blood Flag showed an orc's smile - he grinned, making his cool teeth appear clearly.

"What did you write in that letter?"

"It's very simple. I told the Queen Mother that if she wants to keep her rule and if she doesn't want to entrust her safety to unpredictable luck, then let her and her army get away. When I march, I will try to reduce the impact on Sham as much as possible. If she doesn't listen to my advice, then I will be forced to use the green skin to solve this small problem." When saying this, a terrifying cold light flashed in the eyes of the boss of the Blood Flag.

"You... are not green skin!" Eric stared at the book in the hand of the boss of the Blood Flag for several seconds, and then suddenly, he said firmly. "Who are you?"

"It doesn't matter. What's important is that I just want Oren, and the Shem people are ungrateful and stand in my way!"
Chapter completed!