Invincible Undead Legion

"Haha...! Brothers, don't let these bastards escape, kill me... don't let me let go of any of them!"

Lao Li was holding a submachine gun and stepped on a big rock with his left leg, with a hint of complacency in his eyes.

"Kill...!"

The soldiers rushed forward even more unceremoniously, greeting them desperately with rifles and submachine guns.

The leopard people fled frantically, panicked and had nowhere to hide, and were knocked down by soldiers who snatched their guns.

"Change to close combat, go!"

After Lao Li yelled, the soldiers took out their sickles one after another, surrounded the leopard humans, and began to slash and kill frantically!

"Legion Commander, hey, this time we can make money! What do you think this is?"

Monk didn't care about the battle over there anymore, and started searching for cars, and he really found a lot of good things.

"Hehe! Isn't it good? Haha...! Damn, how did the orcs transport this thing?"

Lao Li looked at the leather in the monk's hand and couldn't help feeling a little puzzled.

If you say that this leather is a good thing, don't look at it as cheap, but the Summoning Legion is not short of money. Besides, asking for money is useless, isn't it?

But this leather is not something that the undead can get if they want.

Although most of the armor on the mainland is made of iron, the inner armor of the armor and the connection points all need leather. Some chariots, planes, and seats in the Summoning Legion also need leather. The usefulness of this thing is great. There is no way to list them all.

"Monk, look, how many are there?"

There are quite a few cars, nearly a thousand. When did the orcs stop eating food and eat leather instead?

Lao Li felt that there was a problem here.

"Well! I'll go now!" The monk checked them one by one, and the final result shocked Lao Li a little. The leather was all leather, and there was almost nothing else in the thousands of cars.

"Old Li, what's going on? What are the orcs doing with these leathers? There is a problem with such a large amount!" Old Zhao strode towards Old Li, expressing his thoughts as he walked.

"En! Old Zhao, things are not that simple. Let me ask you, if the orcs in this continent want so much leather, what do you think they will do?"

Lao Li looked at Lao Zhao seriously.

Old Zhao didn't even think about it: "What are you doing? Saddles! Aren't saddles all made of leather?"

"No!" Lao Li denied this, and he came to a car: "Look, the leather is neat and tidy. Now, the orcs are surrounded by us, do they have time to make saddles? Why? Don't let the outside finish the saddle and send it over?"

"I know, you must say, what a hassle, how many saddles can one cart carry? How much leather can one cart carry?"

"I understand this truth, but I always feel that something is wrong. What kind of saddles do the orcs make? They don't need leather armor, they want leather. They are indeed made of saddles, but they are not saddles!"

Old Zhao looked at Leather, and then at Old Li.

"Then what do you say they are going to do?"

"I don't know, if we know, why don't we tell you?" Lao Li looked at Lao Zhao with the eyes of your old Zhao being stupid.

Old Zhao said impatiently: "No! Then you're just guessing here? It's okay, I'll think about it slowly, and I'll go and put the things away. The leader will die of joy if he sees these leathers. !"

Old Zhao led his soldiers to clean up the battlefield. The battle was still going on there, but there was no need for any command.

Lao Li looked into the distance, and then took out a map. This time, his ambush was not far from the core of the orc clan, or...?

to see...? Lao Li thought so in his heart.