The orc bridge advanced quickly.
Chu Xiaoye could not let the beautiful elves idle either, or there would be more and more gossip.
He personally led the team and dug pits at the end of the canyon.
There were three consecutive long pits with a distance of two meters between them. At the bottom of each pit were five big barrels of fire oil, and the pits were not covered.
Fei'er, who was digging the pit, was very puzzled. She could not help but ask, "Lord Night, do we really not need to hide the trap when making traps? If the orcs see it, they will definitely not move forward."
Chu Xiaoye wiped the sweat on his forehead and suddenly slapped her butt with the shovel in his hand.
Fei'er was shocked. She let out a cry and immediately ran forward, almost falling into the trap that she had just dug. She pouted and said, "Lord Night, what are you doing?"