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    The torch was flaring. In the evenings of Finks Village, the villagers basically stayed at home. It didn't take long before the village’s 70% of houses received the notice, Roddy looked intently and found Ruger holding the torch and stepped forward.     He narrowed his eyes, looked at the front with some doubt and could not help but swallow.     Right in front of Ruger, a young man was talking seriously. The opponent was more than half a head taller than Luger, but his upper body was strong but not bloated. The sword was on the right, proving that he was left-handed. Wearing a second lieutenant badge on his chest, apparently the scout leader of Finks Village.     At this moment he frowned and seemed unwilling to believe the content of the piece of parchment in front of Ruger, shaking his head frequently and shaking his hands, his face was a bit ugly.     "I r...

WANT TO READ FROM THE FIRST CHAPTER? CLICK HERE! "Dear Sally, according to plan, the team should leave for Finks Village tomorrow but Uncle Smith who I am looking for seems to be coming back tomorrow. In order not to delay the trip, why don’t you go there with the team today?"     In the eyes of outsiders, the young Earl Francis always spoke to his sister Sally with politeness.     He had a pair of blue eyes and he looked really handsome. Although he was not wearing gorgeous clothes at this time, he still had an aristocratic atmosphere that ordinary people cannot have.     Sally stands in front of him, this year she was sixteen years old, and it was the golden age for girls to grow up. Her long blonde hair was extremely dazzling in the sun, her skin was very fair and there were no freckles that most children would have at this age. The egg-face, light grey linen dress was the same as the peasant wom...

WANT TO READ FROM THE FIRST CHAPTER? CLICK HERE! From the rebirth till now, Roddy always judged everything based on his own memories. The memory of the once "Roddy" were basically ignored by him, so when something that seems to be taken for granted is noticed again, only then did Roddy discover that the consequences of the minor differences might have been unexpected.     Children of the old Duke Lucifron?     Roddy knew Duke Francis and although he is still an "Earl" in the mouths of these soldiers, in the memory of “Roddy”, he is someone who hates a traitor like an itchy tooth-     But when the orcs invaded instead of organizing an effective resistance, this bastard has betrayed his country for glory, directly leading to the fall of Houllier!     Francis's betrayal led to his capture and got hanged by the insurgents. When this guy's body was later hung in front of the square, it ev...

WANT TO READ FROM THE FIRST CHAPTER? CLICK HERE!  But the point is that Roddy really can't recall the specific content-there is no place, no place ...     He can feel that there is only a severance between him and the answer he wants, but he was so anxious that he can't find out what he was doing. He could only try to calm his mood and start thinking about his next decision.     Some major events seemed to be happening but Roddy could not take any action in the end because he could not confirm the location. Obviously, these orcs are going to attack somewhere but he really can't help-although there is a sense of coldness in him but one thing is to be known is that the world of "Cracked Earth" is not a modern society at all. In the age of ten, the accident reported on television was a major event, but here ... three hundred people were slaughtered in a village or nearly a thousand people were starved to death in the winter ...

WANT TO READ FROM THE FIRST CHAPTER? CLICK HERE!  Orcs' aesthetics were certainly different from humans. It can even be said that the culture and philosophy of this race are very different from humans. The good things in their eyes may not have much value in human eyes, but he has the rich game experience of "Cracked Soil". Roddy naturally has enough eyesight to identify these items-the contents of the box have not been damaged by the fire, a leather bag, a bone emblem, air-dried bacon, a large metal ingot, and other weird things. Roddy suspected that this might be human meat because the orcs never taboo to eat any moving creatures and human meat is regarded as one of the higher foods and only the orcs of high status can eat it.     Ignoring the bacon, frowning Roddy plucked up the remaining items and told everyone to evacuate the flaming camp-before leaving he did not forget to let Carter throw the remaining food into the fire.   ...

WANT TO READ FROM THE FIRST CHAPTER? CLICK HERE! The entire orc camp was not large. There were only three teams of patrolling orcs in the circle. They were scattered and did not worry about being attacked at all. They just patrolled around every half an hour or so. At this time, the light of the campfire gradually dimmed, making the vision dimmer and dimmer, but the orc's statue was still conspicuous in this light.     When the three orcs slowly walked around the tent and appeared in the eyes of the second team scouts, Roddy began to whisper a command before the attack to the soldiers next to him.     "Shoot the left one."     "Shoot the middle one."     "You, right."     "Shoot the left."     Six soldiers were arranged to aim at the three orcs, while Roddy himself stepped back two steps and whispered. He breathed out and whispered:...