Chapter Twenty-Three: Orc Priests?

In the smoke and dust, the black shadow that was close to the end was suddenly shocked and flew upside down.

Immediately afterwards, Luo Heng felt the smell of blood on his face, Luo Heng's legs were weak, the speed of the black shadow just now was too fast, if it was so late for a tenth of a second, Luo Heng would know that he was done playing.

"Shoot, shoot. Luo Heng got up and ordered loudly.

In fact, there is no need for Luo Heng to worry about it, the sub-mother cannon is constantly spraying smoke and dust, and the advantage of scattered bullets is revealed, although these minotaur totem warriors have rock-like skin all over their bodies, but once the eyes are hit, they do not have the slightest protective effect, and the implementation of bullets will hit the orcs at the forefront, and the impact of every solid bullet can make a bloody way in the team of minotaur totem warriors.

The Minotaur Totem Warriors kept leaping up from the siege towers below, and then they were greeted by scattered bullets and solid bullets.

The distance of more than 20 meters is simply the distance of death, in normal times, the minotaur may be just a charge, but in the face of more than 1,000 projectiles shot each time, the minotaur who has no slightest defense in his eyes is carrying a totem pole, which is also in vain.

After losing their vision, some of the minotaurs went berserk, covered in red light, and smashed the totem poles in their hands indiscriminately.

"Haha, madness, irrational madness, don't hit that guy....... Satin laughed, and as soon as he finished shouting, he saw that the minotaur immediately came to his senses.

"There are sacrifices, there are sacrifices, there are orc sacrifices. Satin immediately jumped to his feet and cried.

Hearing this, Luo Heng's heart was also excited, you must know that the minimum for an orc priest is a thousand gold coins.

"The muzzle of the cannon is raised, raised. Hearing this, Luo Heng immediately ordered.

In fact, the muzzle of the cannon has been raised a little, because this minotaur is covered in rock-like skin, and only the head is the weak area, so the corpses of the minotaur have accumulated dozens of corpses.

But these orcs did not flinch at all, and leaped towards the city wall one after another, this way of fighting, although Luo Heng is not strange, but in such a cold weapon era, it is already unheard of, once the casualties in the cold weapon era exceed thirty percent, the probability of defeat is very large, unless it is the kind of siege battle, knowing that defeat will die.

Luo Heng was a little worried in his heart, just this artillery, it didn't seem to have much effect, but there were black pressure orcs below.

Soon the artillery stopped, and the dwarves rushed out with their hammers, and Luo Heng was also holding a spear.

Burst!

A minotaur was directly stabbed in the eye socket by Luo Heng, and he was already dying, and now he is completely dead.

The orcs below the city walls have already retreated, and when they see humans appearing on the city walls, the orcs below know that the totem warriors have failed, and the other tiger people must have also failed.

Luo Heng's heart was cold, and at the same time, he was very helpless, Luo Heng did not belong to any of them, so he didn't have much unforgettable hatred for orcs.

But when you appear in the fortress, there is already a battlefield, and the battlefield is either you die or I live.

Lift the dead minotaur, who was three meters tall and had two crooked horns on his head, and the dwarves did the spoils of war themselves, because the dead man also had treasures on them.

"Huh!" A minotaur with half of his head off was pulled away by Luo Heng, and his spear was pointed at a cyan cloak and a person wearing a robe, this person should not be tall, shorter than Luo Heng.

Luo Heng's surprise made Sardin rush over at once.

"Sacrifice, war sacrifice at the Temple of the God of War, haha, Cheney, you've made a fortune...... Still alive, fainted. Satin came over and laughed.

The others immediately rushed over, and the dwarves all looked at Cheney with envy, because the counting of the loot belonged to whoever touched it.

"It's worth at least three thousand gold coins. ”

"Nonsense, it looks like it must be a fox girl, a fox girl at the level of a war priest, maybe she can auction five thousand gold coins. ”

"Wrong, which big nobles you meet, 10,000 gold coins are possible. ”

"Which human nobles like fox girls the most, the average fox girl is two thousand gold coins, not to mention the priest, the priest is chaste. ”

The surrounding human attendants talked about it, and when Luo Heng heard this, he probably understood what kind of fate this living sacrifice would be.

"Phew, bullshit aristocrats, crumbs that squeeze commoners. Satin scolded in a low voice.

Sardin grabbed the sacrifice, which was only about one meter six, with a white tail behind him, a very gorgeous cloak on his body, and some things on his body, the most conspicuous thing was a small cyan mallet.

With his chin pointed, Satin picked up another staff, and then asked, "Cheney, this captive, sell it or not, if you want to sell it, bring the slave traders." ”

"Teacher, what if you don't sell it?" Let Luo Heng kill this orc, Luo Heng can't do it, because Luo Heng is trained in his bones, and this is not a special mission, even if he is performing a special task, not an extreme situation, he will not kill prisoners, that is a vicious circle, because no one can guarantee that no one will be captured on his side, even if it is a special operation, unless he is facing a group of mobs.

"If you don't sell it, buy a slave collar and keep it for yourself. Satin shrugged.

"Then keep it, it's better for me to stay than those big nobles. Luo Heng's mind was very clear, and he said angrily.

"Haha, okay, them off. When Sardin heard this, he laughed.

After a while, another priest was also found, and this priest had a hole in his abdomen and was already dying.

"No more. Satin began.

"Teacher, isn't there a magic potion?" Luo Heng asked in astonishment, knowing that he had been pierced by a dagger at that time.

"The wound was too big and the internal organs were broken. Satin shook his head.

As soon as Luo Heng heard this, he immediately said, "Teacher, is there a magic potion, I have a way." ”

As early as a few days ago, Luo Heng prepared first-aid things, and the soldiers themselves have first-aid kits, Luo Heng also prepared some, ten gold coins of magic healing potions, and things to stitch up wounds, the simplest is gut.

"Do you have a way?" Satin couldn't believe it, this kind of serious injury, unless it was a high-ranking temple high priest who made a move, but as soon as a priest of that level made a move, the gold would cost thousands of gold coins, and this priest was only worth a lot of gold in total.

Luo Heng carried the priest to the room behind the cave, and the people around looked at Luo Heng's face strangely, this priest was also a woman.

Sardin also followed up inside the room and saw Luo Heng take out something wet from a small wooden box, this is boiling water, of course, the wooden box is not strictly speaking.

"Sewing?" Seeing that Luo Heng actually cleaned up the broken internal organs, and then tied up some of the broken blood vessels, or connected them, Sardin almost couldn't believe his eyes, could it be that this wound could also be sewn?