This action made Kandar tighten his grip on his hand again.

It pursed its lips: "It seems you need more motivation?"

Tomdin screamed: "No no no no I don't know, I don't know, I don't know ahhh!"

He was crying and bursting into tears: "I swear, I swear on the noble honor of my ancestors! I really don't know who they are hunting for!"

Dean and Louisa both sighed.

Mikey, who was knocked to the ground, sneered disdainfully.

Kandar stared at Tomdin for a long time.

A few seconds later, the orc war chief looked at the other party with disgust at the snot and tears flowing down his hand, and then he let go.

Tomdin fell back to the ground with a thud.

The owner of the caravan breathed a sigh of relief, sobbed and beat his chest:

"But, since they are as hateful as you said, and spared no living creature in the desert, then they must hate that person as much as they hate you..."

Kandar, who was waving his hands, lowered his head.

Realizing that he might have said the wrong thing, Tomdin raised his hands tremblingly: "I'm sorry, sorry, sorry... I didn't mean it, I just, I just..."

But Kandar ignored his disrespect: "You said that the Kingdom of Stars traveled all over the desert outskirts just to hunt down someone?"

"My cousin heard this..."

Kandar snorted coldly: "Who is he? He is worthy of the whole kingdom's western frontline fighting... killing him with blood and corpses everywhere?"

At that moment, Thales was shocked!

I see!

The young man suddenly understood.

He understood where that strange feeling came from!

The prince's chest heaved and his eyes changed rapidly.

So this is the answer.

It is also their only chance to survive in the hands of this group of cruel and cunning orcs!

The question and answer between Kandar and Tomdin continued, but the prince had no intention of listening any more.

While everyone's attention was on the other side, Thales' mood perked up and his lips moved slightly.

"Dean," the young man tilted his head and whispered to the captives beside him: "Orcs, they are plundering your goods."

"Of course, they love human trophies."

Dean was a little worried and hesitant. His peripheral vision glanced at Kandar who was interrogating Tomdin: "Listen, Waiya, it will never let us go no matter what, so you..."

Thales shook his head.

"No, Dean, listen to me: although they are plundering, they are abandoning valuable things. Instead, they are hurriedly plundering food, drinking water and even medicine."

Dean's eyebrows twitched.

"What?"

The bald mercenary asked strangely: "How do you know?"

Listening to the sound coming from his ears, Thales paused slightly: "I heard... what I saw at the end of the walk, they were looking for necessary supplies."

Looking for supplies…

Dean mused.

On the other side, Tomdin was scared to tears again by the orcs.

"Dean," Thales continued softly: "We just took up arms to resist, at most a dozen people, and according to the war chief, they only lost a few people, right..."

Dean curled his lips: "What?"

"But they... there are nearly dozens or hundreds of them, but almost half of them are injured," Thales nuzzled at the rows of orcs: "Including the war chief himself, there are dried blood and fresh stains on his armor.

wear and tear.”

Dean's eyes were frozen in mid-air.

"Louisa said that in order to conceal and attack, they specially removed their armor and attacked with light armor. But what if, what if they didn't deliberately light their armor... but were forced to do so?"

The bald mercenary perked up: "What do you mean..."

"Their condition is not as good as I said, Dean," Thales said with a flame of hope burning in his eyes: "They went through a battle not long ago. They were traveling lightly and lacked food and clothing..."

"They are...running for their lives."

At that moment, the atmosphere between the two was different.

The dark night seemed much brighter.

Dean was silent for a while.

"That means..."

Thales nodded: "We just need to find a way to get them..."

He didn't finish.

Because the next moment

"boom"

A loud noise like thunder came suddenly, shaking everyone on the spot!

No matter the orcs or humans, no matter the merchants or mercenaries, no matter the war chiefs or princes, they all turned around in panic at this moment and turned towards the direction where the loud noise came from.

In the thick of night, a terrible raging fire was burning in a camp not far away. The fire was so high that it even spread into the air, more than ten meters!

The firelight illuminated the sand dunes in all directions, making them extremely conspicuous in the night sky.

Thales and Dean stared blankly at the flames in the distance, looking at each other.

"Kandar..." Yaku, one of the holy guards, looked at the burning camp in shock, suddenly took off his black bow, and said something to the war chief anxiously.

"Hula!" War Chief Kandar yelled at it, but it still turned its head and waved its arms.

Yaku nodded and led a dozen orc warriors to check.

It turned around, grabbed Tomdin, who was also scared and pale, pointed at the flames and said angrily: "What's going on!"

"I, I, I..."

Tomdin waved his hands desperately, trying his best to show his innocence and cooperation.

"In the Blade Tooth Sand Dunes, the army has been mobilized frequently these days, and the scale is very large. The management is a bit lax due to the busy schedule," the businessman said with a mournful expression on his face: "So I took the opportunity... to transport some military supplies... such as a tiny bit.

Yongshi Oil Refining, your men may have been robbing me, I mean accidentally while rummaging..."

"A tiny bit?" Mikey, who was lying on the ground, repeated sarcastically while looking at the fire on the sand.

Kandar looked at the flames and then at Tomdin, with an angry expression, his cheeks twitching, and his upper and lower rows of teeth were about to bite each other.

"You may not know much about the characteristics of eternal oil, and their quantity may be more than just a tiny bit..."

Tomdin looked at the fire, forgetting the horror of the orcs for a moment, and said heartbrokenly: "So, if you want to put it out, you should use a lot of sand..."

Kandar howled angrily and threw down the unfortunate Tomdin.

Sure enough, a minute later, the orc Yakku came back with a dismayed look on his face and a dozen warriors. He looked solemn and shook his head at Kandar, who had an ugly expression.

Kandar roared unwillingly.

The war chief turned around and gave orders in their language, and many lightly-armed orcs immediately took action and dispersed around the camp.

The flame is still burning.

"It seems that Tomdin's greed and cowardice have helped," Dean narrowed his eyes and whispered: "They are retreating... Your guess is right, we have a chance."

Thales pursed his lips.

In the unexpected confusion, Kandar seemed to finally remember these human captives.

"What a pity," the orc war chief turned to them and coldly stroked the sharp iron fork on his wrist: "It's going to end early."

"I still want to chat with you all for a while."

The expressions of the prisoners suddenly changed.

Kandar snorted softly and looked at Thales. Under the reflection of the flames, the light and shadow on his black face overlapped, making it even more ferocious: "You know, Saka, I really want to see what you will do when facing Duraman.

How to react..."

Duraman roared and struck the ground heavily with his mace.

Thales felt cold.

Not good.

The orc war chief walked forward slowly, looking directly at Thales: "Especially, I just figured out a lot of things..."

At this moment, on the horizon on the other side of the desert, a bunch of sparks rose from the ground and made a shrill sound!

"call out"

Bright and harsh.

Everyone, including Kandar, subconsciously looked in the direction of the sparks.
To be continued...