With godlike talent from the start, how did he become invincible?

Chapter 601 News from the Shaman Elder

Most importantly, there is a line of small print at the bottom of the map: "The shaman elder will emerge from seclusion in three days and lead his elite troops on a personal expedition."

He will be released from the pass in three days.

In other words, the frontline commander we took down tonight was just an appetizer.

The real big fish is yet to come.

Lin Tian put the marching map into his backpack and said on the communication channel, "Colin, the orcs have three thousand reserves behind them, they'll arrive in three days. The shaman elder will also be coming."

There was a two-second silence on the communication channel.

"Is the information accurate?"

"The marching map we seized from the quartermaster, marked in Orcish, is definitely genuine."

"Well done. Clean up what's in front of you first, we can talk about the rest when we get back."

Colin's commando team has completed the clearing of the camp.

Without their commander, the orc forces lost their unified will to resist. Most of the orcs chose to flee north, while the few who resisted were annihilated on the spot by the assault team.

White light flashed everywhere in the camp, and the white light from the respawning corpses merged into one in the night.

From infiltration to decapitation to defeating the enemy, it took less than two hours.

However, according to the information on the marching map, this was only the first wave.

"Colin, Qin Zhi has sent orders." A messenger rode into the camp. "The city lord says to press the attack, advance thirty miles north, and eliminate the three orc outposts. The coordinates of the outposts have been marked."

Colin took the coordinates, glanced at them, and then turned to Lin Tian: "Can we continue?"

"Yes," Lin Tian said.

The assault team did not stop and continued to advance northward.

The first outpost was located eight miles north of the abandoned mine. It was a small outpost with only about twenty orc infantrymen stationed there.

Without any fortifications or commanders, they were wiped out by the assault team before they could even sound the alarm.

Lin Tian barely had to lift a finger. Colin led five veterans in a frontal assault, firing two volleys of crossbow bolts that felled the archers on the watchtower. Then, in close combat, more than twenty orc infantrymen fell to the ground within thirty seconds.

After the flash of white light, all that remained in the stronghold were scorched earth and a few crooked wooden fences.

The second stronghold was located on a mountain ridge fifteen miles further north. It was larger, with about fifty men and two simple watchtowers.

Lin Tian infiltrated from the flank and precisely destroyed the watchtower with two star rays.

Before the archers on the watchtower could even fire a single arrow, they were blasted to pieces along with the tower by a golden beam of light.

Colin charged in from the front and finished the fight in three minutes.

This time, the assault team suffered two minor injuries: one was grazed on the arm by a stray arrow, and the other twisted his ankle when he stepped on gravel under the frozen ground during the charge.

The third stronghold is located at the entrance of a river valley. It is the largest of the three strongholds, with a garrison of about one hundred soldiers and a low-level defensive barrier.

Lin Tian instructed Xiao Bai to create ice fog above the stronghold to obscure the view.

White icy mist poured down from the sky, covering the entire stronghold like a thick blanket. The orc soldiers couldn't see anything in the mist and could only wave their weapons haphazardly.

Celia infiltrated from underground and used her shadow tentacles to destroy the barrier runes.

The sound of the barrier shattering echoed through the valley, like a mirror being smashed. Spiderweb-like cracks appeared in the air before the entire defensive barrier collapsed with a deafening roar.

Lin Tian used Star Leap to jump directly into the center of the stronghold.

The stronghold commander was an 80-level orc centurion, whose reaction was much faster than that of the front-line commander—the moment he saw Lin Tian, ​​he activated Blood Rage, dark red flames ignited on his battle axe, and he slashed down fiercely.

The trajectory of the battle axe was reflected in Lin Tian's pupils.

Shinra Tensei deflected the battle axe.

The laws bind and fix the body.

The stellar rays penetrated directly through.

Three rounds, that's it for today.

As the commander fell, the assault team stormed into the stronghold from both sides of the valley.

Celia emerged from underground, her shadow tentacles wrapping around the ankles of the three shamans and dragging them underground.

Little White swooped down from the sky, its frost breath freezing five or six heavy infantrymen, their armor covered in a thick layer of ice, making them move as slowly as snails.

Colin's sword cleaved a bloody path through the orc infantry, each strike precisely hitting vital points.

All three outposts were destroyed, tearing a gap 30 miles deep into the Orcs' northern defenses.

The assault team suffered 17 dead, 23 seriously wounded, and several lightly wounded—a remarkably good casualty ratio considering the disparity in troop strength and the nature of the assault.

Of the seventeen who died, twelve were killed during the assault on the third stronghold, taken away by the centurion's dying outburst of bloodlust.

Of the twenty-three seriously injured, eight will require at least three days to recover and will be unable to participate in the upcoming battles.

Qin Zhi's order came quickly: "The troops shall withdraw to Juxia City for rest and reorganization. Lin Tian, ​​I have already looked at the marching map you brought back. We will hold a meeting in the council hall first thing tomorrow morning."

It was past night when we returned to the Great Gorge City.

The city walls were brightly lit.

Qin Zhi personally stood at the city gate to welcome the victorious troops.

Behind her stood the entire garrison of the Great Gorge City—hundreds of soldiers stood in formation from the city walls to both sides of the city gate, the torchlight reflecting on their faces, each with a slightly different expression.

There was admiration, surprise, and something else that was hard to describe—probably the disbelief that this stranger, who had only arrived in Juxia City three days ago, had completely changed the course of the entire war.

Fang Ping stood behind Qin Zhi and let out a long breath the moment he saw Lin Tian emerge from the night.

"I knew it," Fang Ping muttered to himself, then gave Lin Tian a thumbs up.

He and Lin Tian came out of the beginner village together and went through so many life-and-death battles together. He knew Lin Tian's strength better than anyone else.

But he also knew that the shaman elder three days from now was not in the same league as the opponents he had encountered tonight.

Qin Zhi stepped forward and stopped in front of Lin Tian.

"Well done," she said, her voice not loud, but clearly audible to everyone on and off the city wall.

"It's not over yet," Lin Tian said. "The marching map says the shaman elder will emerge from seclusion in three days."

Qin Zhi nodded: "So you only have three days to rest."

She turned and walked towards the council chamber: "Colin, Lin Tian, ​​come with me. Everyone else, dismissed."

The three entered the council chamber, and the door closed behind them.

The marching map was spread out on the long table in the council hall. Qin Zhi had made many annotations on it. Red ink marked the marching route of the orc reserve force, and black ink marked the location where the shaman elder might emerge from seclusion.

"This map is worth more than a hundred-man squad," Qin Zhi said. "But it also brings bad news—the shaman elder will emerge from seclusion much sooner than I expected."