And at this moment, the Templars and Tribal Warriors who had the same idea as Zhu Xiao and him were really grabbing a lot of them. Therefore, after hearing such an order from the witch Lin, there was a burst of cheers in the team.

Thousands of Templars and Tribal warriors followed in the footsteps of the witch Lin at this time, and rushed straight in the direction of the orc town more than ten miles away.

......

"Hey, I really don't know what's going on in the past two years, why are there so many troubles. ”

At the same time, in the orc town more than ten miles away, the orc sheriff and an old orc man in the town were now chatting in the sun. This old orc was the previous sheriff of the town, and he was also a very famous and powerful warrior in his youth.

The sheriff was so respectful of him that he did not interject as the old man spoke. Instead, he listened patiently to the orc old man's continuation: "A few months ago, our tribe made its first crusade to the east. The Great Patriarch gathered five thousand excellent young warriors in the tribe. So in our small town, there were also a dozen or twenty young people who participated in that crusade.

But as a result, less than half of the people who came back in the end. For a long time I was even glad for my grandson that he wasn't selected in that crusade.

Later, it was our kingdom's nationwide crusade. Tens of thousands of people gathered. So much so that before the war, almost everyone felt that we had won the battle.

After all, that's a whole army of 50,000. Fifty thousand troops, what a concept. I'm not afraid of your jokes, I've never seen so many fighters get together in my life. But what happened?

This is not to mention the riots in the gladiatorial arena of Fireblade City that occurred during this time, and the "Soul of Death in Charge of the Flames" that I still don't know what it is. Hey!"

With a deep sigh, the old orc couldn't help but pat his thigh and said, "You say, when will it get better this day!?"

"It should be soon, it should be soon!" the town's orc sheriff said, but he couldn't help but shake his head.

But the most important sheriff, he obviously can't say the kind of words that would make people's hearts flutter. Therefore, he comforted: "Our great patriarch is quite capable. It's hard to say about the shield, the falling hammer, and the damn magic axe, but in our Fire Blade, at least for now, we don't have to be drawn into a civil war.

You see, it won't be long before the civil war on the Shield Tribe's side is over. It's going to be business as usual. It's not going to be this going on forever. The spirit of the ancestors, he can ......"

Before the words were finished, a faint sound of horses' hooves suddenly came to my ears.

The sheriff frowned when he heard this, "It's strange, how can there be such a big movement from the east?"

As he spoke, he cautiously drew his knife from his waist, intending to see what had happened. But at this moment, the old orc, who was sitting there chatting with him, pushed him to the ground at once.

"Be careful!" shouted the old orc man as he leaned on top of him.

But at this moment, there is no need for this orc old man to shout. The orc sheriff had seen it in the sky, and in the sky, a ferocious wyvern and griffon swooped down and attacked them.

The originally peaceful town instantly resounded with a series of exclamations and wails.

"The enemy is coming, and the humans from the far east are fighting back against us. He thought in despair, and then struggled to get up from the ground, and he saw only a little cold, and the orc sheriff of this town suddenly lost all consciousness.

But at this moment, a dragon knight did not hesitate to pierce his body with a spear in his hand. Then the Wyvern Knight didn't even look at the corpse of the orc sheriff, and began to condescendingly eliminate the orc warriors who were armed with weapons.

So by the time Witch Lin led the ground forces to this orc town, everything was going well like an armed parade. They have not met with the slightest decent resistance.

Groups of orc rebels, while common, could not cause them the slightest trouble in the face of thousands of Templars and Tribal warriors.

In just a dozen or twenty minutes, any orc warriors and orc women in the town who dared to take up arms to resist were mercilessly executed by the Templars and tribal warriors.

The Templars and Tribal warriors took control of the town, which was already a few hundred people, and the witch Lynn spoke to the human slaves in the orc language she had recently learned, "My fellow citizens, we have come from the far east by God's will, and one of the purposes of our visit is to bring you liberation and freedom.

From this day on, from this moment on, I declare in the name of a servant of God that all of you have been set free. You will no longer have to be enslaved by orcs, from now until the end of your life!"

"We, we're free?"

Suddenly hearing the words of the witch Lin, the nearly two hundred human slaves in the town, you look at me, I look at you, all with surprised and incredible expressions on their faces. But what is happening at this moment is too dreamy for them.

Originally, they thought it was an ordinary day. I really didn't expect that there would be such a brave and invincible human army, spilling rivers of blood from those terrible orcs, and giving them freedom that they never dreamed of at this moment.

So at this moment, the minds of all the human slaves present have not yet been able to turn the corner. Everything is changing so fast that it's beyond what they can accept.

So they were all stunned, not knowing whether to be happy or surprised.

Until the old and weak orcs who survived because they did not dare to resist were driven together by the Templars and tribal warriors. Some of the young slaves in the town watched the scene and listened to the wails and cries of the surviving orcs. These scrawny human slaves, almost all of whom were scarred, had some movement with joy or sorrow.

"Thank you, thank you. Are we really free now?"

A thin young man cautiously bent forward, then stopped when he was still four or five meters away from the witch Lin, and lowered his head and asked.

"That's right, you're free. ”

"We're free. The emaciated young man laughed, but then cried again.

But then, when the human slaves were fully relieved, a situation occurred that the Templars and Tribal warriors present had not anticipated.

Revenge, hysterical revenge!