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Outside the Bavarian castle, large commercial districts have been burned to the ground, turning them into ruins. There are also large numbers of human bones scattered around and not buried. This turns the area into a paradise for scavenging carnivores such as crows and coyotes. Villages on the outskirts of the city were also destroyed, and farmland was barren and overgrown with weeds.

Inside the castle, little Winchester had stockpiled enough food to eat for half a year. An army of nearly 10,000 people could not retreat. Hang up the battle-free card. The gates were shut. On the door, it was written in several meters of white letters: Absolute neutrality.

Outside the city, the bones of thousands of human refugees were piled up on small hills. Countless arrows were shot from the walls in patches and patches into these bones or on the ground nearby.

"Meow. The scum of our orcs eats people. You human scum are no better. This princess really admires you, and you have the courage to slaughter Alonso, such a corrupt aristocratic scum. Meow pointed to the piles of human bones outside the gates of the Bavarian castle, and couldn't help but admire Redseus.

The next day, this barbarian army of 50,000 gradually approached the camp where the crown prince led the army.

"The prince sent me to patrol the mountains—— patrolling the South Mountain and the North Mountain. Patrolled the North Mountain, patrolled the South Mountain. I caught the birds, went back to receive the reward and was promoted—— caught the two-legged sheep, went back to eat meat and drank wine—— the prince sent me to patrol the mountains—— patrolled the South Mountain, patrolled the North Mountain..."

I saw a group of Titan snake tribesmen, orc patrols wearing animal skin armor and holding maces and leather whips, shouting loudly to patrol and guard on the mountain bag in front.

"Your Highness. It's someone under the crown prince, and his subordinates will take people to check it out. ”… Seeing this, Mousse took the initiative to lead a few of his own soldiers to lead the group of orcs patrolling the mountain to Meow's face.

"Your Highness the Princess. His Royal Highness the Prince's camp is behind that mountain, and the small one will take you there. Seeing this, the leader of the mountain patrol orcs immediately bowed and led the way with a smile.

"Meow. The birdman you just shouted at is the winged man at the top of the nether realm. What do you mean by the two-legged sheep?" Meow asked the orc leader who was patrolling the mountains.

"Two-legged sheep, didn't you bring a flock with you, Your Highness? The leader of the orcs patrolling the mountains looked back, pointed at Redseus and the other humans with the leather whip in his hand, and replied.

"Meow. All right. Then you hurry up and take this princess to see, how do you domesticate and dispose of two-legged sheep?" Meow snorted, almost laughing, and asked the orc leader who patrolled the mountains to lead the way.

"Let's go, hey—— I'll take the princess to patrol the mountain—— patrol the South Mountain, and patrol the North Mountain. Patrolled the North Mountain, patrolled the South Mountain. I caught the birdsmen, went back to receive the reward and was promoted—— caught the two-legged sheep, and went back to eat meat and drink——..."

The leader of the orcs patrolling the mountains immediately changed the lyrics, began to shout loudly again, and led the way to the camp where Nightmare was stationed.

After turning over a hill in front of me, I saw the camp of O's camp close in front of me, and it was located on a traffic artery at the bottom of the mountain, forming a pass. Look around. Several watchtowers were erected high near the pass, and orc sentries stood guard on them.

There were also large numbers of ragged human slave laborers, under the watchful eye of the orcs, carrying granite stones collected from the nearby mountains to pile, build, and reinforce the walls of the pass.

"Your Highness the Princess. Now the two-legged sheep outside have become difficult to deal with, and they can't catch them alive. You see, this car is full of their corpses, and that car is full of their bones. The leader of the orcs patrolling the mountain used the leather whip in his hand to point to a trailer pulled by a beast at the entrance of the pass (camp) and a cart pushed by an orc miscellaneous soldier.

The trailer pulled by the beast was covered with a large black canvas and escorted by a group of orc infantry in armor and armed with fierce faces, splattered with blood, as they prepared to enter the pass. The cart pushed by the orc miscellaneous soldier was the only one of the miscellaneous soldiers, also covered with black canvas, and was slowly pushing out of the pass.

"Meow meow.." Meow sniffed the air with her nose. Obviously under the canvas of the beast's trailer, there was a strong smell of human corpse blood. The carts of the miscellaneous soldiers released the smell of roasted meat from the previous human bones.

"This group of soldiers is specially responsible for going out and hunting two-legged sheep. The handyman was a helper in the kitchen, who was responsible for dumping garbage. The leader of the orcs patrolling the mountain pointed to the orc infantry team escorting the trailer and the orc miscellaneous soldiers pushing the trailer, and continued to introduce.

"Meow. Why has the two-legged sheep become so difficult to catch them alive now?" Meow asked the orc leader who patrolled the mountain curiously.

"Not all of them have been bewitched by the top of the nether realm, the damned birdmen! Let the two-legged sheep who trembled their legs and tied their hands when they saw our army, dare to take up farm tools and weapons issued to them by the birdmen, and resist our army.

Although these eggless humans, nay, the two-legged sheep saw our army coming, they fled in the wilderness: but they still attacked and assassinated some of our lone soldiers, and also acted as spies, leading the way for the birds, and all kinds of insidious sneak attacks, outflanking, ambushing, and assassinating our army.

As a direct result, a few days ago, the convoy transporting grain and grass in the rear of our army was attacked by two-legged sheep, burning most of the grain and grass. The army led by His Royal Highness the Crown Prince was also ambushed by the birds, and more than half of the 50,000 troops were lost, leaving only more than 10,000 of us who remained behind.

When His Royal Highness the Crown Prince escaped death and returned to the pass in front of him, he immediately ordered to speed up the construction of the fortified city to resist the invading birdmen, and sent several hunting squads to begin to sweep and clear the two-legged rebels and spies entrenched in the nearby area, and use them as food and drinks to replenish the army's rations.

The funny thing is that although the two-legged sheep and the birdmen won our army in an embarrassed way. However, after the victory of the birds, they immediately turned their faces and denied the people, not only did they break their promise not to release the two-legged sheep laborers enslaved by the birds, but also slaughtered the two-legged sheep villages that participated in the rebellion against our army, and captured more two-legged sheep slaves.

So much so that the two-legged sheep also began to rebel against the birdmen, burning down their food convoys, and the dogs deserved to bite the dogs. As a result, our army has been given a rare respite. Just wait for Her Royal Highness the princess to lead the reinforcements to come, and kill the two-legged sheep and birds, kill it without leaving a chicken and dog, and float the corpse. The leader of the orcs who patrolled the mountains replied why.

At this time, the tall barbarian crown prince, the black-haired orc, was sitting upright on a black granite throne in his big tent, imitating a snorting posture, his right hand clenched into a fist to support his chin. His throne also mimics the giant dragon skull adorned on the Howling Throne, decorated with five skulls. Three of them are the heads of the winged men. Two human heads.

"Uh—— spare my life!" "Bah—— "Leave me alone—— please—— "Snap——...—— In front of him, several of his orc soldiers were holding leather whips in their hands, and they viciously whipped a few winged captives who had been stripped naked and hung upside down under the roof of the tent with thick ropes.

Several of the Wingman captives had been whipped all over their bodies, and the orc soldiers turned to smoke their breeding chickens, and the Wingman captives were dead and alive, wailing one by one, and fainting with pale faces. Nightmare stared at the scene in front of him, remembering days ago, when he was captured by the Wingmen after his defeat.

Similarly, in the big tent of Wren (Silder), who had blood-red eyes and long black and slender hair on both sides of his forehead, which almost covered his cheeks, but could not hide his evil face, he was stripped naked and hung upside down under the roof of the tent with thick ropes, and was constantly whipped wildly by several fierce wingman guards with leather whips in their hands.

"Uh!!——h——...——h

"The emperor of the barbarian territory, no, it should be His Royal Highness the Second Prince, do you want to die like this?——" The golden-winged Wren (Silder) walked forward leisurely, grabbed the hair on his chin with his right hand, and lifted the other party's head upward, smiling without smiling, and questioned in a strange way.

"Y-How do you know I'm... Kill me——" was taken aback at first, and then continued to be ashamed of his demands.

"Since His Highness wants to die so much, why do you want to rush to the position of crown prince?" Wren (Silder) asked with a frown pretending to be incomprehensible.

"It's our barbarian chore, there's no need to tell you bastard birdman——" Og continued to refuse loudly in shame.

"Keep smoking! You know, the despicable and shameless Assassin has assassinated His Majesty Gangsabia, whom we respect so much. I caught you with the intention of cutting off the flesh with a knife to pay tribute to Your Majesty's spirit in heaven. But when His Majesty was alive, he was merciful and benevolent, and last night he dreamed of me not to kill living beings indiscriminately.

Therefore, I read that under His Majesty's unwillingness to kill in vain, I spared your life. You know, I gave you this cheap life now. Who qualifies you not to answer my question. Call me !!——" Wren (Silder) heard this, and gave his henchmen guards with a hideous face.

"Ah—— uh, ah—— father, after the death of your son, you must step on the top of the nether realm, kill the Winged Terran, and avenge your son—— uh-ah——" The nightmare teeth clenched, and the pain convulsed desperately and yelled. (I hope that there is a spirit in heaven to punish such a villain.) However, in reality, the international situation is only black eating black, and evil is eliminating evil. ）

"Haha—— I heard you right? It's so funny! I gave you an ugly and vicious name like an enemy, and I gave Chi the name of the Seven Heroes of the Demon God War. Isn't the intention obvious? You treat him as your father, and he wants you to die right away.

I think this is the real reason why His Majesty Gang Sabia dreamed of me and asked me not to kill you. For pride is your enemy. He appointed you to be the commander and vanguard of this northern army, but he only gave you 50,000 troops. Do you know that he sent Meow in the rear of your country to attack Ziyan Peak, which was guarded by hundreds of Surinamese merchants, and also dispatched a full 50,000 troops.

In addition, he personally led the most elite heavy cavalry troops to lead the undead creatures in the coffin cemetery, and successfully quelled the undead riots. Meow also successfully conquered Ziyan Peak in twenty days. Now, Chi and Meow have made immortal contributions to meow, but you have become my captive. Do you know why?" Wren (Silder) used the intimidation and provocation of the Heart-Attacking Technique.

"......" was silent for a long time, unable to answer Wren's (Silder's) question.

"That's because he can't wait any longer, and wants you to die now, borrowing our butcher's knife from the top of the nether realm to slaughter you. Then, Chi can rightfully become the crown prince of the barbarian territory. Can he not know the little trick that your queen mother played?

It's just that the water that was spilled out can't be taken back. But as long as I kill you, this trouble that makes him hate his teeth will not be there. So in the eyes of the whirl, you have to die, it's just a matter of time.

And how can we be at the top of the nether realm to let him do what he wants? Let him kill with a sword, and slaughter his own son, whom he hates. So, you and I should be allies now. Because we are our common enemy. He assassinated His Majesty Gangsabia, and now he wants to kill you.

So, I don't want to kill you. Hit you, just to sober you up. Understand who your real enemies are. Wren (Silder) continued to strike while the iron was hot to "persuade" the crown prince.

"And what do you want me to do?" said Murre, his expression calming down, and asked Wren (Silder).

"All I want is to avenge His Majesty Gang Sabia, that is, the head of the snort. I'm going to let you go now, and I won't tell anyone else, including my other men, that you were once captured by me. You just need to wait for the opportunity and cooperate with me to act when the opportunity comes; when I take my head, you will be the new emperor of the barbarians! Cooperate with each other to achieve a win-win situation.

If you don't believe it. I dare say that it won't be long before you go back, and you will send Chi and Meow to take your place as the commander of the Northern Army. Hurry up and untie His Royal Highness the Crown Prince. "Wren (Silder) is in trouble. Several of his henchmen and guards immediately put down and put on the clothes of the hood, cloak, and cloak that they had prepared in advance.

"It's worthy of being defeated, the elven king Cloverence and the hero of the resurrection of the mourning god, admired below. I'll let you kill you, but I won't sell an inch of the country. He felt that if he didn't cooperate with the winged man in front of him, he would be killed by looking for a chance to go back, and he was also in the hands of the other party when he was released from captivity, so he made up his mind to conspire to kill his father.

"No problem. All I need is his head. "Wren (Silder) knows very well that the territory of the barbarian territory is not at his fingertips, and the biggest weakness of a dull and ambitious villain like Oo is that he thinks very highly of himself, thinks that he can control any situation, and is not afraid to make a big thing that shocks the world.