At the border of Yongjiang District of Yongzhou City, the Orc army has laid a defensive line across the Yongjiang River, facing the armed forces of the Terrans across the river.

The Terran army, on the other hand, suspended their offensive because they were faced with the dilemma of what to do with the plague and the orcs who had been abandoned by the plague.

At this moment, those orc captives have been placed in Yongjiang Square in Yongjiang District.

The square was surrounded by Terran soldiers and temporary armed forces, many of whom were covered in blood, some looked numb, some sighed, some looked stunned by the blood on their hands, and a few of them were still holding their heads, looking a little painful.

Fu Yao stood quietly in front of these beast captives, with Fu Shun and Xia Yi beside him.

Fu Yao looked at those beasts, and couldn't help sighing, he looked towards the entrance of the square from time to time, waiting for Shen Luo's arrival.

Fu Yao didn't wait long, and soon, Shen Luo and Cao Xiaoxin came to the square.

Because Shen Luo didn't understand the military, so he didn't blindly mix with the military deployment, and he has been staying underground for the past few days, thinking about what he should do next.

However, Shen Luo was not idle, fulfilled his promise, and after signing an agreement with Zhang Sirui, he dealt with Tang Zhenshan's funeral affairs with Zhengwu, and guarded the mourning hall for him for a few days.

Then yesterday the Terrans officially counterattacked, and Zhengwu went directly to the front line, while Shen Luo continued to stay underground and understand the situation of the war through communication equipment.

And just now, he learned the news of the orc prisoners of war, so he followed Cao Xiaoxin here.

After Shen Luo arrived, he immediately looked around the square and found that it was densely packed with plague and injured beasts, which were clearly divided into three waves.

The largest wave of orcs were the terminally ill plague sufferers, who did not need to be guarded at all, and collapsed to the ground dying, not moving, only occasionally moaning.

The second wave was those orcs who were not seriously ill, and after seeing the tragic situation of their dying plague clansmen, they were afraid and separated from the seriously ill orcs. And all of them, according to the demands of the Terrans, raised their hands and squatted on the ground, with both sickly and desperate faces on their faces, silently waiting for the cruel verdict that might come.

The third wave was the injured normal orc captives, who were either missing arms and legs, or their heads were bleeding, and there was no serious post-injury treatment on their bodies, and they all looked quite miserable.

"Didn't you say that the captives of the three clans, why are the Blackback Clan and the Little Dragon Clan also here?"

Shen Luo got the news that the Terrans had broken through the garrisons of the three tribes and captured a group of abandoned orcs.

Fu Yao shrugged his shoulders and said: "The Blackback Clan and the Little Dragon Clan are more ruthless, and they directly stabbed the sick clan beasts, and many beasts escaped to let us be captured. ”

Shen Luo said: "Dealing with this kind of thing, you can make your own decisions, why do you have to let me come to the scene to decide?"

Shen Luo thought to himself, don't you hate the beast clan to the bone, isn't it over if you just burst out?

Fu Yao smiled dryly: "You are the supreme commander, and I am a soldier, so I have to act according to orders!"

Xia Yi ran up at this time, hesitated for a moment, and then said to Shen Luo: "I'll say it for the commander!"

After speaking, he glanced at Fu Yao, and saw that Fu Yao didn't stop him, so he told the truth of the matter.

It turned out that the first to attack the orc garrison were the professional soldiers of the base, many of these soldiers were not natives of Yongzhou, and they did not have relatives who died under the orcs.

When they entered the garrison, they found that most of the orcs had lost their strength to fight, and all of them surrendered in the face of the Terran army.

These soldiers are accustomed to orders and prohibitions, and although they also hate the orcs, after killing some orcs who still want to resist to vent their anger, they still forcibly endure the killing and gather these orcs who have not resisted in one place.

The rear army of the Terrans was a temporary conscripted armed force, and they were not sent out to charge and take the lead, but most of them had a common hatred with the Orcs, and after learning about the captives, they rushed over and crowded the streets.

As soon as the orc prisoners appeared in front of these people, these people began to commotion, some shouted slogans to kill the orcs, some clamored for revenge for their relatives, and then these people rushed forward.

The officers at the base originally tried to stop it, but were immediately dispersed by the angry crowd.

In the end, it was Fu Shun who fired a gun into the sky to make the crowd quiet.

Fu Shun said: "Everyone is in a hurry, today there is revenge, there is revenge, there is revenge, your share is indispensable, but you are now a conscripted soldier, and you all give me some rules, what are you going to do like this?"

Fu Shun then ordered his own soldiers to join forces to form a human wall to block those who were emotionally unstable, and then escorted the orc prisoners of war to the crowd.

These beasts, who were already undignified and ragged, were now plagued, listless, and some were wounded, and every step of the way was difficult.

Some of the orc prisoners of war were tied with dead grass wrapped around their heads as bandages, while others were badly wounded and lying on stretchers and carried away by other orcs.

In the face of the angry crowd, the orc POWs were terrified, and their eyes were full of fear. Because of the instinct to survive, they began to retreat and dodge.

Many orc prisoners of war were already in despair, and when they saw these angry crowds, they all collapsed to the ground in fright. The stretcher-carrying beasts simply dropped the stretcher and knelt on the ground desperately begging for mercy.

At this time, an excited young man rushed out of the commotionous crowd.

In a fit of rage, he lunged at a wounded orc, ready to punch him hard.

It was a young deer elk, who looked to be no more than an adult, who had had his leg broken by artillery during the war, and was wearing a bloodstained fur.

Unable to dodge in the face of the punches, the young deer elk prisoner of war screamed in horror and cried desperately.

The young man who was about to drop his fist saw this, his fist hung down weakly, and he stood there like a wooden carving.

He looked carefully at the circle of orc prisoners of war, all of them old and young,

The proportion of those young and strong people infected with the plague was originally small, and those orcs usually chose to resist, so they were killed directly, and the remaining captives were naturally only these old and weak women and children.

The young man couldn't help sighing, he looked at the young Lu Elk clan, and he clearly saw the shadow of his son on this immature face!

The young man hesitated, then took out a piece of bread wrapped in paper from his bosom and gently handed it to the young deer elk.

The young deer elk, whose face was distorted with fright, could hardly believe his eyes. He stared at the bread with frightened eyes and tears in his eyes, but he did not dare to take it.

It wasn't until the young man put the bread in his hand that he reacted, grabbed the bread violently, didn't even peel off the outer layer of paper, and ate it in a big gulp.

The young man watched this scene, stroked the young deer elk, and suddenly burst into tears, a heartbreaking cry of sadness, which made the turbulent crowd suddenly quiet down.

Many people were stunned, looking at the young man in amazement, and the air seemed to freeze immediately, and the sound of a needle dropped could be heard in the silence of the whole street.

Some seemed to understand something and began to meditate silently, while others angrily said, "What are you doing, coward!"

The young man wailed and cried: "Yes, I am a coward, I can't do it, he, he is only a child!"

"A wolf cub is a wolf cub, a wolf eats people, and he will eat people when he grows up!"

The same young man in his thirties suddenly rushed out with a bayonet in his hand.

He pushed the young man away, raised the bayonet in his hand, and stabbed the young deer elk in the heart, and when the bayonet was about to pierce the other man's heart, his hand suddenly shook and stabbed him in the shoulder blade.

The young deer elk let out a miserable cry and looked at him in horror, and the young man with the knife also looked at him with a frown.

He kicked the young deer elk to the ground, but instead of paying attention to him, he looked left and right towards an adult orc.

He gritted his teeth: "One report and one report, you must have eaten people, give me death!" After speaking, he raised his knife and slashed, the orc was suffering from the epidemic, weak, and raised his hand weakly, but after all, he did not stop it, and was cut off by the young man with the knife.

The blood slashed the sword-wielding young man's face, causing him to take a step back, but he gritted his teeth and found another adult orc.

It was a wolf clan, and when he saw the young man with a knife walking towards him, he knelt on the ground in fright: "I, I haven't eaten anyone!"

"Who believes!" The knife-wielding young man slashed down again, and the bayonet was already a lot dull because it had cut an orc, and it was directly stuck in the neck of the human wolf clan, so the arterial blood kept spurting, and the hot blood was steaming, pouring on the knife-wielding young man's body, making him tremble.

He drew his bayonet, and the man-wolf clan fell to the ground and twitched, and he could vaguely be heard saying, "I...... It's really not ...... I've eaten people!"

Kill another beast, the young man began to look around blankly, but suddenly still knifed, he wiped his face, looked at the blood on his hands and said: "Two lives for two lives, I will avenge this revenge!"

Fu Shun didn't stop all this, and when he saw that the knife-wielding young man couldn't do anything after killing two beasts in a row, he stood up.

"Who else wants revenge or anger? one by one!"

Many people in the crowd and their companions glanced at each other, and then raised their hands one after another.

"Me!", "And me!", "I want it too!"

An old man of the Deer Elk tribe suddenly stood up, and he shouted loudly: "I!

It was the elder of the Deer Elk tribe who stood up, and he said to the crowd: "I have eaten people! So, kill me! But the children are innocent, I beg you, I beg you to let them go!"

After speaking, the elk knelt on the ground, ready to be killed.

The surrounding orc boys and girls cried together, and the old orcs hugged them and comforted them.

Some of the other orcs kept begging for mercy, some were indifferent to death, and many orcs were inspired by the moose and stood up one after another.

"I've eaten human flesh, I'm damned!", "And me, I'm damned too!", "Kill me, let these children go, and the clan elders!"

The crowd fell silent again.

At this time, another young man stood up and said: "There is a debtor who has been wronged, and he must not let go of those who have eaten people, as for the children and the elderly, is my father not old? Isn't my child young?"

He drew his bayonet, came to the orcs who admitted to eating people, and after killing three orcs in a row, he said: "My eldest brother, my sister-in-law, and my father's revenge!"

After saying that, he walked in front of a fanged girl again, and was so frightened that the fanged girl drilled straight into the old fanged girl beside him.

"My niece is only six years old this year, you beasts are precocious, you should be about the same age, right?"

He clenched his bayonet and pinned on the fanged girl's heart, but he couldn't stab it.

He sighed: "You beasts, let me become beasts too!"

He turned his bayonet and pointed at the old fangs, "I really can't do it, but I have to kill another one, how about you for her?"

The old fanged clan was stunned for a moment, and then laughed and said, "Good!"

Seeing that the old fanged clan answered so simply, the young man's eyes began to soften, and for a moment he hesitated.

He was about to convince himself that he couldn't relent, when the bayonet was suddenly grabbed by the old fanged beast and stabbed him in the heart.

The young man was in a trance, and he saw the fanged girl hugging the old fanged clan in a panic, crying and shouting, "Grandpa!

The young man drew his bayonet, then turned around and walked back to the crowd without a look: "My enmity is over!"

Seeing this scene, the crowd became quieter, and in the silence, some people stood up one after another, they had to take revenge, but these people all tacitly skipped those young orcs.

For several hours, the wide street became an execution ground, full of the smell of blood, but the hatred actually subsided a lot.

Seeing that the rest were old and weak soldiers, everyone stopped and calmly watched the remaining orcs being escorted to the square.