"Stay calm!"
When Zhang Yang saw the news of Qin Yidao's death, his mind went blank.
But he quickly forced himself to calm down. Qin Yidao was extremely powerful—a three-star hero wielding the Jade Longbow. He should have been the least likely to die, yet he had. That was enough to prove that the three hundred Orc troops outside the tavern and the Orc Squad in the northwest had both been feinting attacks.
The enemy's true main force had instead been deployed in the northeast.
That was close!
Those green skins were sly indeed!
"Do not pursue desperate enemies. Enter the castle first, minimize our losses, tend to the wounded, and stay alert in case the enemy makes a sudden counterattack."
Zhang Yang stopped everyone, who were dissatisfied that their desire for battle had gone unsatisfied. They had all been certain there would be an incomparably brutal battle, yet aside from running around, the fighting had already ended. How could that do?
By the time Zhang Yang led his troops into the castle, he had completely calmed down. Even the tragic battlefield before him could not distract him.
"Wu Yuan, investigate the details of this battle."
"Duan Kuan, beat those two stupid salted fish, then take over the castle's defenses."
"Zhou Datou, Song Dachui, Wang Mumu, take a squad and carefully search the area around the village. Remember, be careful."
"Zhao Desheng, bring a few people and carry Qin Yidao's corpse over here."
Zhang Yang quickly issued several orders. The battle had ended too quickly, and in a muddled fashion, because the enemy had retreated far too fast. But the most urgent matter was still bringing Qin Yidao back to life.
"Golden Scales, I want to inspect the value of the fox demon's soul."
With a thought, the Golden Scales