Traveling through time and space to achieve a well-off life with your family

Cheng Mo first showed the female orcs and the cubs the correct bow-holding posture. He explained in detail how the fingers should be placed on the bow and how to keep the body stable. Then, he personally demonstrated how to draw the string and release the arrow. The arrow flew out with a "whoosh" sound and accurately hit the target in the distance.

Cheng Mo then divided the female orcs and cubs into groups and personally guided their movements. He carefully observed each person's posture and gently adjusted their arm and finger positions to ensure that they could master the techniques correctly.

The sun shone on the ground, illuminating the figures of the female orcs and the cubs who were studying hard. They bent their bows and drew their arrows attentively, trying again and again, making continuous progress. Cheng Mo's teaching voice echoed in the air, full of warmth and encouragement.

As time went on, the female orcs and their cubs became more and more skilled. They gradually mastered the strength of pulling the string and the timing of releasing the arrow, and they hit the target more and more often. Every successful shot attracted cheers and celebrations.

The male orcs on the other side looked at the gentle teaching scene with envy, but when they turned around, they saw Banmu with a dark face demonstrating the use of the broadsword and the spear, forming a sharp contrast between the two sides.

Banmu was teaching the male orcs how to use a broadsword and a spear. He first demonstrated the correct way to hold a broadsword, holding the handle tightly with the blade facing forward, and then demonstrated how to swing the broadsword with slow and precise movements. The male orcs watched his every move attentively, and his handsome posture made them even more excited, wishing they could swing the broadsword themselves.

Then, Banmu asked an orc to come forward and try. The orc took the sword nervously. Banmu stood beside him, instructing him on posture and force with an expressionless face. The orc gradually mastered the key points and began to make powerful sword moves.

Banmu also gave detailed instructions on how to use the spear, explaining its characteristics and advantages, and showing how to flexibly use it to stab, pick, and sweep, emphasizing the coordination of steps and body.

Then, the orcs divided into groups and practiced with each other, with Banmu moving among them, giving timely corrections and guidance. They became more and more skilled in wielding their swords and more and more accurate in attacking with their spears.

In the day-to-day training, the orcs' skills continued to improve. Although they still believed in their hearts that their sharp claws and teeth were more lethal, at least now everyone has mastered how to use weapons. So far, Cheng Mo's main task has been successfully completed.

The tacit understanding between everyone is growing day by day, and these orcs have even independently created a variety of cooperative formations: the male orcs charge in the front, fighting hard with swords and spears, while the female orcs draw their bows and arrows in the back to provide long-range support. If they can cooperate closely, their lethality will be even stronger!

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Recently, the City of Enlightenment has welcomed a large number of orcs. It is said that these orcs were forced to leave their homes because their tribes were invaded by stray orcs, and eventually came here.

"What exactly happened outside the city?" Cheng Mo stood on the city wall, gazing into the distance, his heart full of doubts.

"Why don't I go and find out?" Banmu suggested.

"No! It's too dangerous. I'm worried. Let's wait a little longer. After those newcomers are settled, we can go out together to investigate the situation." Cheng Mo responded after careful consideration.

However, before Cheng Mo and the others could go out to investigate the situation, a new orc came and brought news about the stray orcs.

"I'm from the Goat Tribe, and my tribe was destroyed by wandering orcs! They've been going crazy lately, attacking other tribes crazily! What's even more cruel is that they not only want to kill everyone in the tribe, but also set the entire tribe on fire! I heard that they did this because they were looking for a mysterious flower!" The new orc was covered with hideous burn marks. He had gone through countless hardships to escape from the hands of those brutal wandering orcs. However, when he rushed back to the tribe, he was shocked to see that his once familiar home had turned into a burning ruin, and the beautiful scene of the past no longer existed. The pungent smell of the billowing smoke invading his nose, the burning pain of the flames licking his skin, and the miserable wailing of his tribesmen echoing in his ears, all of this was deeply imprinted in his memory!

"What kind of flowers are they looking for?" Cheng Mo asked while quickly treating the orc's wounds.

"I don't know. I just happened to hear them mention it. It is said that the flower was taken away by a female. They have invaded and looted many tribes in search of that flower." Although the orc tried his best to remain calm and answered in a calm tone, the beads of cold sweat that kept oozing out of his forehead and the involuntary slight tremors in his body all told of the unspeakable pain and fear deep in his heart.

"Okay, High Priest, the next step of care is up to you. Remember not to let the wounds of the injured come into contact with water, and the daily diet should be light." Cheng Mo carefully washed off the remaining blood on his hands while earnestly admonishing. Xiong Bo, who was standing by, led the nurses he had carefully selected. The nurses nodded repeatedly, and the pens in their hands kept dancing, quickly recording every key information.

Originally, this was just an ordinary house, but after everyone worked together to renovate it, it became a temporary medical center, specifically for those seriously injured orcs. During this period of time, most of the orcs who poured into the tribe had varying degrees of injuries. The luckier ones were fine except for being a little thin; while the unfortunate ones, like the orc in front of him, were covered with hideous wounds. If it weren't for the strong hatred in his heart that supported him to survive, he would have died long ago, not to mention being able to communicate with others soberly at this time.

After Cheng Mo finished explaining to the high priest and the successor, he left in a hurry. At this moment, he was extremely anxious and had to find Banmu immediately to discuss countermeasures. The current situation was too unfavorable for them and they could no longer sit and wait for death. They had to take the initiative to go out and find out the news about the wandering orcs.

Due to the recent influx of a large population, Banmu has specially organized a team to patrol and guard the periphery of the collection area. Now Banmu is still there.

Cheng Mo quickly climbed up the city wall, took out a small and exquisite whistle from his bosom, put it to his lips and blew it gently. As the clear and pleasant whistle sounded, a huge black shadow gradually emerged in the distant sky.

"Ban Mu!" Cheng Mo waved excitedly while standing on the city wall.

Banmu quickly approached the city wall and landed steadily on the ground. Cheng Mo quickly stepped forward and skillfully climbed onto Banmu's broad and solid back, saying: "Banmu, let's go in the direction of the goat tribe. I want to check where those wandering orcs are now."

Hearing this, Banmu spread his wings and flapped them vigorously. His body gradually rose higher. In the blink of an eye, they were away from the city wall and moving towards their goal.