It's just that Witch Lin didn't expect that the speed of the two hundred orc knights was much slower than she imagined.

They waited for three days at the ambush site, and the crows, who were used as eyeliners, finally spotted the traces of the orcs.

"Scar, are you sure there's a human colony up ahead?"

After several days of walking through the wilderness, the patience of the patriarch Steel Fang had long since been exhausted.

So, in just one morning, he asked the same question three times.

The orc centurion named Scar became a little impatient, so much so that he looked at Steel Fang and said, "That's for sure." Even if we are incompetent, we will never remember the wrong way. ”

"Haha, that's good. ”

Steel Tooth Iron Sword snorted slightly embarrassed. Orcs worship the strong, and in the Iron Sword Tribe, this orc centurion named Scar is the strongest warrior.

Therefore, even if Steel Tooth is the patriarch, let him score three points.

But after smiling awkwardly, the orc patriarch immediately said to himself, "You damn bastard, since you said such a thing to me in public. Don't let me find a chance, or I'll make you look good!"

As he was thinking this, a wave of arrows shot out of the woods on both sides of the road.

This orc clansman, who took the lead at the front of the team and dressed himself up as the most ostentatious, suddenly became the object of the fire. Almost a dozen arrows hit him.

Although most of them were bounced off by the sturdy armor he was wearing, two of them happened to hit the gaps in the armor, causing him to fall off his horse with a wail.

"Ambush, we suffered an ambush. Get off your horse and hide, get off your horse and hide!"

The quickest reaction was the orc centurion named Scar. Not only did he nimbly dodge all attacks, but he also grabbed the steel teeth that fell from his horse and dragged the opponent to a relatively safe position.

Then, the sturdy orc centurion looked at the human warriors rushing out of the jungle on both sides of the road, and his already hideous and ugly face became even more bloodthirsty and cruel.

"These damn slave breeds. Kill, kill all these damn slave species for me!"

Untying his battle axe, the orc centurion did not show the slightest expression of fear, even at this moment. This is really more than a star and a half stronger than his patriarch who keeps wailing and screaming.

It's no wonder he's so disrespectful of their patriarch.

But the most important thing now is obviously to defeat the human warriors who are besieging them. Therefore, the orc centurion didn't think much of it.

With just a roar, he led several orc warriors beside him to organize a counterattack.

But the human warriors at the forefront were far more powerful than the orc centurion had imagined. At this time, the counterattack he organized single-handedly not only failed to have the expected effect, but caused more people to lose their lives.

"Damn, how can a human warrior be so strong!"

Almost a month ago, some orc warriors raided the border town and fought against ten Templars. But the centurion did not take part in that battle.

Later, after the failure of the raid, the orc warriors retreated, and although he knew about the battle, he only thought that the words "some human warriors were extremely powerful" were just an excuse for the defeated orc warriors to avoid punishment.

Or maybe it's an inconspicuous case among human beings.

Just like the naturally low dwarf orcs among the orcs, it is not surprising that a few powerful ones occasionally appear among the human warriors.

But now, he realized that he was wrong. At least in this battle, the dozens of human warriors who shouted "For the mist to cook (our lord)" were extremely powerful.

"Damn, could it be that these slave races in the Far East are special beings?"

After trying his best, even at the cost of selling a flaw, and finally killing a Templar at the cost of an arm injury, this orc centurion couldn't help but have such a question in his mind.

But then he found out that this was not the case. Some of these human warriors who rushed out were powerful, but not all of them were equally powerful.

At least the human warriors who rushed to the rear were much weaker.

With an axe in his hand, he easily cut off the head of a human warrior, and the centurion finally regained his former self-confidence.

"That's right, that's what these lowly slave breeds should be. ”

Rushing into the crowd of unblessed warriors and slashing down three city-state warriors in one face, this guy let out a series of arrogant laughs.

This made the warriors of the city-state around them more and more fearful.

But then, the arrogant orc centurion also tasted the bitterness. It was a crow that had fallen from the sky, swooping down on him in the eye when he was completely unsuspected.

"Ah!!h

The crow's hard beak pecked the orc centurion in one eye.

Then, although he caught the crow for the first time, he pinched it to death. But at this moment, two human warriors rushed out from the left and the right, and each of them plucked up the courage to pierce the crack in the iron armor of the strong orc centurion with their sharp spears.

"Damn slave species, give me death!"

But he deserves to be the most powerful warrior in the Iron Sword tribe with a population of 3,000. Even with such an injury, he still has the strength to fight back.

Only this time, the city-state warrior who was attacked by him did not choose to dodge. Instead, he stepped forward, and when the orc centurion's vision was damaged, he desperately stabbed the opponent in the throat with a short sword.

"Die, beast!"

The short sword that stabbed into the throat then sliced horizontally, slicing off half of the orc centurion's neck.

Hot blood gushed out, but the orc centurion couldn't believe that he had died at the hands of a crow and a group of "slaves".

But when its head was cut off and then raised high with spears by the warriors of the city-state, the morale of the remaining orc warriors almost collapsed.

Although he was only slightly injured, the patriarch Steel Fang did not have the courage to continue fighting. At this time, he climbed on his horse and tried to run away, but a crow pecked the eye of the wildebeest under his crotch.

The wildebeest was in pain and threw the steel teeth off his back.

He stumbled and tried to get up from the ground, but a sharp steel sword stabbed him straight into the chest from the back.

"Miscellaneous, don't even think about running away today!"

Templar captain Kai cursed angrily, and drew his sword without blinking. He then turned his gaze to the other crumbling orc warriors, and led the rest of the Templars in a slaughter of these untrustworthy aliens.

But in the end, it was inevitable that a few lucky orc warriors escaped. They rode their wildebeests, and ran away without daring to look back.