I am a reincarnation player.

"No, it was all my credit in the beginning. I took action just once after the fifth day." Yuki raised his hand to stop them. He was not a babysitter who would choose to be a spectator after discovering that they were used to fighting.

The purpose of his existence is to provide a bottom line and relieve these people of their worries. The price he pays is that he gets no rewards and can only regard it as an initial investment.

There is actually not much difference in combat power between orcs and humans. It's just that the former have too many orcs and some of them are masters. However, humans are cunning enough. After switching their thinking from how to escape to how to kill the enemy, they fought a series of ambushes and encirclement battles very beautifully.

After all, the remaining humans have emerged from the test of time, have been beaten enough by this world, and have a special ability.

From observation, humans are more like greenskins. Mechanics can always adapt themselves to different situations and assemble strange equipment from all kinds of junk. This is called "historical restoration". In Yuki's eyes, it is more like the power of "I think".

An incomprehensible ability that is very suitable for surviving. This talent requires materials, but can be utilized by both mechanical warships and orc chariots.

If you want to escape, you can always come up with equipment suitable for hiding in a flash of inspiration. If you want to fight, you can reassemble scraps and make things like electromagnetic nail guns and guided chainsaws.

It is precisely because of this that he is certain that humans have potential and is willing to invest.

"This is the fact. The orcs who hunted you were defeated." Yuki looked around at the excited faces. His reputation had reached the level of 'worship', which was effortless and did not require any small favors or an assassy attitude.

Yuki didn't even have a good expression, he just led them to victory and let them live.

But that is not enough. These people are still thinking about how to escape, and their ambitions have not been fully released.

Yuki continued with his plan, his eyes fixed on Slott, who seemed to be hesitant to speak. "Do you want to ask when we can retreat?"

"Yes, Lord Rhodes." The human king bowed slightly, his face full of energy. "The orcs have suffered a great loss and will surely not dare to continue their search. This is the best opportunity to migrate. Our equipment has been upgraded several times, so we will be able to fight against orc hunting teams in the future."

This person is more like a totem, a symbol. All battles are commanded by him, Scar, Lucy and others. When they make mistakes and the orc shaman appears with an ambush, this totem will appear again and crush all crises with its power.

"First, I asked you to search the wreckage. Fighting to support the enemy is not for migration." Yuki held up a second finger, somewhat helplessly: "Second, we are the victors, why should we run away?"

Yuki's question stunned him. He blinked and it took him a long time to come back to his senses.

"But this isn't the main force of the orcs. The Beast King is approaching with two other land fortresses, and there are your kind inside. How are we going to defeat them?"

The encounter was just an appetizer. Even though the war was fought to support the war, the strength of the two sides did not reverse, or the orcs were preparing for revenge angrily.

"That's why you can't escape. The angry orcs will still look for you and destroy you. There has been no turning back from the beginning of this war." How could a ruthless person like Yuki leave a way out? It made everyone feel cold.

Yes, those brainless orcs who only know how to be furious are even more determined to take revenge. They will probably kill every human being to vent their hatred. In the past, maybe they could have sent away half of the population and the rest could have escaped.

Their eyes became strange, but they couldn't question Yuki. Resistance couldn't be wrong.

"Ten days ago, you thought it was impossible to resist the orcs. What do you say now?" Yuki spoke, breaking the silence.

"This, this is different."

"What's the difference? It's the same matter of killing and looting. The existence of thousands of orc corpses is a fact, and your strength has increased as well. So if you can increase it tenfold, is that something impossible?" Yuki looked around and saw tension and fear, but also a hint of eagerness to try.

False motivation, full of big principles, and shocking speeches to get people excited.

The real motivation is to choose the right target, use the corpses of the enemies to form a ladder, and let people climb up step by step.

Fundamentally, these humans who walk on the brink of extinction every day are not cowards.

"You are getting stronger, the gap in strength is narrowing, but the goal of survival has not changed from the beginning." Yuki's tone was flat and it was not shocking at all.

"Do you know what the biggest gain of these ten days is? It's not the equipment the mechanics minted, nor the supplies I harvested, but an additional option besides escaping, a qualification to step onto the poker table."

"Fight. Only by fighting can the impossible become possible and escape the fate of being a rat. As the old saying goes, listen to me and you will win."

The calm tone and indifferent expression made the people around him slowly straighten their backs.

If it were ten days ago, even if Yuki used mental induction, these words would only be met with ridicule, but now it is different. Killing and victory are addictive. Often a hunting team can kill nearly a thousand fleeing orcs, and the remaining ones will flee in a panic.

"Please give the order, Lord Rhodes." Slot lowered his head again, looking at the dark ground with a ferocious expression.

Certain desires were ignited in his heart, and he began to think about other ways out besides constantly fleeing.

No one wants to be a rat, no one wants to self-destruct when encountering an enemy before using all their skills. They can resist, kill, and win.

The seeds are taking root and sprouting.

Yuki showed a satisfied smile. He was familiar with human nature and knew how to use it. He was really hopeless. How could he waste ten days playing cultivation games with them?

First, observe the potential of human beings, release their instincts, use blood and corpses to stimulate their fighting spirit, and restore their confidence.

Second, fight to support the war, collect supplies to improve strength, and complete the combat formation.

Third, he has complete control over the right to speak. He brings miracles and wants to make mankind obey him wholeheartedly.

"I intend to fight to the death. You guys hurry up and forge your weapons. I'll be gone for a while. Don't look like that. I've invested so much time in you, I won't abandon you so easily."

On the surface, this battle is impossible to win unless Yuki goes all out to turn the tide, but don't forget—

This time it was a gang crime.

......

"Those rats actually managed to defeat you? Am I kidding?"

In a hall full of pipes, a strong orc about four meters tall sat on the iron throne, overlooking the warrior kneeling at the bottom of the stairs.

Gumbard took off his heavy armor, revealing whip marks all over his strong muscles. He was still a little confused and felt that the Beast King's question was indeed a joke.

How could those rats, how dare they resist? Could it be that they were all put under the control of 'spore control' by their helpers, and they turned around to ambush the hunting team.

If it was Yuki who took action, he could understand it, but Yuki only took action a few times from beginning to end. Instead, more and more humans were involved, and their methods became more and more skilled.

So Gunbard was furious and sent more orcs to retaliate. After one encounter after another, there were heavy casualties. Humans used the scouting skills they had acquired during their long escape in the battle. They were difficult to be discovered, moved secretly, and were good at ambushes.

Guerrilla warfare, ambushes, sieges and attacks on reinforcements, and a battle of IQ. The stubborn orc was far from being a match. By the time he reacted, most of his troops had been lost.

"I don't know what happened. We were defeated inexplicably. When I counted the number of people, I found that many of them were missing." Gangbad shook his head blankly.

"Did the facilitator do this?"

"He has connections, but the main force is still those rats. I can't understand how they dare to resist."

The Beast King was also confused. In his impression, humans had no special features except that they were good at hiding and extremely vigilant. No matter how cunning the prey was, it could not escape the brave hunter.

I didn’t expect that a rabbit would bite people when it was anxious, and its bite was very painful.

"It must have something to do with the helpers. A coward can't suddenly become brave." The Beast King shook his head. He didn't believe humans would dare to resist. He suppressed his anger and looked across the hall. "Helpers, what do you think?"

Unlike these orcs with fangs and black hair, four men and women in different clothes were standing there. They were a standard team of players.

The leader was a man wearing a monk's robe, with his eyes covered by a red cloth, and a long braid on his bald head.

'Glory League's Lee Sin, a powerful Monster IV player, heard the Beastmaster's question and moved his mouth, not knowing what to say.

In addition to exploring secrets, he has been trying to understand these orcs these days. How to put it, they are just a group of straightforward and reckless men who get angry easily and can't think flexibly. Judging from their combat power alone, they are a definitely middle-level race.

There are many of them, and their individual strength is not bad. Some of them are bullies and afraid of the strong, but when a real fight comes, they can also rank among the middle-level races. The "Glory Alliance" has held several meetings and has almost figured out the settings.

This team has two Monster IV players, Li Qing and Ao Yin, and the other two are Monster III and Monster II respectively. Judging from this, there must be an epic player among the humans.

According to Tip 2, players cannot attack cooperative races. It should have nothing to do with mind control or the like, but who knows what abilities epic players have.

boom!

"Are you blind and deaf too?!"

With a loud roar, a surge of anger came towards them, and the guards in the hall also drew their swords. Orcs are like this. They are cheerfully calling each other brothers in the last second, and fighting to the death in the next moment.

"Your Majesty the Beast King, we are discussing this." Li Qing didn't want to provoke the other party, so he bowed helplessly.

"If it is, it is. If it is not, it is not. What is there to discuss? Or are you just too weak to understand the details of that helper?" The Beast King roared, spitting everywhere, causing the handsome young man in white to frown and step back.

"He hasn't attacked many times, how can we judge?" Ao Yin replied coldly. Seeing the Beast King glaring fiercely at the general, he raised his hand to stop him. "Don't worry. What I can confirm is that he is stronger than us. He must be a strong physical practitioner."

"Stronger than you?" The Beast King turned his head suddenly. The orc tribe had a population of tens of thousands, and more than half of them could serve as soldiers, so its strength was only that of a Monster III.

This is nothing. The Great Game is a war, not a one-on-one duel in the ring. What counts is the overall strength of the race.

"Yes, to be precise, he should be much stronger than us, Your Majesty. You have to be careful of him killing the generals and seizing the flags." Li Qing added, and then received a hearty laugh.

"Hahahaha, I'm not stupid. Fighting is naturally done by my little bastards. I'll just stay in this steel fortress. If he shows up, I'll treat him to a giant spore cannon." The Beast King laughed so hard that the whole room trembled. He grinned with his fang-filled mouth and said proudly:

"The Mechanic Tribe wanted to do this last time. They went around and around and dug a lot of traps, but in the end, the entire team was wiped out in this fortress."

Epic players are different, and this one is definitely not a reckless man.

Li Qing wanted to persuade him, but he knew that slapping the Beastmaster in the face would only irritate him, so he could only glance at his companions. Their entire team was here, which should be enough to fight against the epic player.

In fact, they didn't want to provoke the humans who had an epic player. The risks were high and the rewards were low, but these orcs were all stubborn and would never obey.

"Your Majesty, we found humans!"

At this time, an orc scout came crawling in, and the Beast King's eyes lit up.

"where?"

"There are a lot of people on the other side of the mountain range, quietly migrating. It seems they want to escape to the Far North."

"Damn it! We want that territory, and these rats dare to go there?" The Beast King was furious. The blood feuds of so many brothers hadn't been avenged yet, and yet the rats dared to seize the territory. "Chase them down and destroy them. Don't give me any advice, I'm not stupid."

His eyes widened like copper bells, causing Li Qing to close his open mouth again.

"Gombard, you and Leibard go do this. If you can't kill them, don't come back. The Iron Fortress is on full alert. I want to see where that helper is."

If Yuki comes out, the stakes will be raised to see if he can protect the entire tribe alone. If he doesn't come out, it won't believe that this group of rats can withstand the attack of the brave orcs.

Fortunately, he brought a group of people with him. In terms of overall strength, orcs are far superior to humans.

Several players looked at each other. No matter how strong an epic player was, he was still alone. It was impossible for him to complete both the assassination and protection tasks at the same time. After much thought, there was only one way out.

Protect the humans and kill the orcs, and they will naturally come forward to make peace between the two sides. Find a way to gain the friendship of an epic player.

The general left in anger. He had to vent the hatred and anger in his heart. At least a hundred human skin cloaks would be needed to dilute his anger.

"Do you have anything else to add?" The Beast King glanced sideways, and the players shook their heads. All they could do was to protect the Beast King.

Three steel fortresses, tens of thousands of beast soldiers, plus a team of players. No matter how strong the opponent is, it is impossible to fight head-on. And don’t forget, there are other players watching. What if your home is stolen?

[Hint 6: If a race loses more than 80% of its population, it will enter an endangered state, and its overall strength will be greatly reduced. If it loses more than 90%, it will lose its game qualification and assist players to eliminate it.]

This tip is a restriction for epic players, for whom being wiped out of the game is unacceptable.

"Hahaha, I told you guys a long time ago, stop chattering and telling me how to do things all day long." The Beast King seemed to have won back a victory and sat back on the throne with satisfaction.

"I have brains."

Chapter 4: There's Brains, But Not Much

kill! ! !

In the valley, the sound of killing was deafening. Human corpses and the wreckage of orc chariots were everywhere. Black ashes were floating in the sky, and a large number of corpses had begun to freeze.

The migrating team has taken refuge in the caves, while the orcs are launching round after round of violent charges, crossing the mountains, with ice on their bodies, and their strange equipment and spore cannons are intertwined, blasting large holes in the hard rocks.

In terms of individual combat power, there is actually not much difference between humans and orcs, except that the latter are more than ten times in number and are fearless, so several layers of the prepared blocking positions were penetrated.

This kind of bravery naturally resulted in heavy losses. The weapons in the hands of humans were a patchwork, and too many types made it difficult to defend.

Ding--

Several-meter-long "steel needles" pierced through the chariot and spun violently inside, mincing all the orc infantry in the cockpit into minced meat.

The wheel-like disc whizzed past, sweeping down the accompanying infantry one after another. Its core was like the wheel removed from a chariot, and the diffusible light blade came from the mechanical clan's energy weapon.

The explosive bombs created by the electromagnetic force of the battleships, the crushing blows of the unmanned spiked tanks...

The orcs showed no intention of retreating in the face of this roaring firepower, and their reserve troops continued to be deployed, not only to determine the superiority, but also to decide life and death.

"Brilliant ideas, impossible to guard against. Is this the power of human thought? With the goal of killing, they can always piece together something useful?"

"But the orcs' most impressive ability is their reproductive capacity. As long as there's enough food, they can produce a bunch of them in a few months. No wonder they don't care about casualties."

"I see. This is what the background story means by sacred and inescapable. Once the two races commit their main forces, the game begins."

Yuki watched coldly as the racial war broke out. Humans didn't have many vehicles, so they definitely couldn't escape now. After ten days of special training, they were occupying the high ground and fighting the orcs to the death, spending all the wealth they had accumulated over the years.

He did not attack directly, but took advantage of the fact that the orcs would get angry when fighting, and unfolded the Heart of the Ice and Snow Goddess and the Illusion of Avalon, creating a death zone in the middle of the mountains.

Normal races would have stopped long ago, but the orcs rushed in with bloodshot eyes, like fools, filling the fortifications with flesh and blood, and fighting humans in hand-to-hand combat with serrated knives.

The gap is immediately apparent. Even with the weakening caused by Black Snow, the average five times physical fitness is no joke. Except for a few warriors with power armor, the rest are at a disadvantage.

"There's too little time. The wreckage of the battleship hasn't been digested yet, which results in insufficient firepower. Once it comes to hand-to-hand combat, humans will simply be no match for the orcs." Yuki evaluated and nodded with relief when he saw some soldiers rushing into the enemy camp and detonating bombs.

The people here are not afraid of death. Yuki is only responsible for guiding this bravery in the right direction. For example, if they are going to self-destruct, why don’t you take a few away?

A trapped beast will still fight, which can be of some use.

Yuki disappeared in the air and appeared directly above the battlefield. Soul energy wrapped around his arm and he punched out.

boom--