Moore's face suddenly turned ugly.

"Human! Are you humiliating me? ”

Morey listened to Moore's indifferent voice, and his heart was in a hurry, but his body seemed to be frozen, unable to move a bit.

Not even the tremor vocal cords can make a little murmuring sound.

"Hey, come, little one, advise your leader for me! Or I'll eat you! ”

Moore patted the pale stingy ghost and said.

The stingy ghost looked at the fierce Moore, then at the fog, and said with an embarrassed face: "This adult, in fact, we ...... Ah......h

Moore grabbed one of the stingy man's arms and pulled it hard, and the ogre ripped it off.

The stingy ghost screamed and fainted directly.

"Click!"

Moore shoved the severed arm, which was still bleeding, into his mouth and chewed it a few times, then threw the rest of his palm inside.

"Your meat is quite strong, I'll give you some to taste!"

Looking at the twisted fingers on the palm in front of him, Morey could already imagine the pain that the unknown warrior had suffered just now.

"Get moving!"

Morey kept pumping his muscles, but even though his face was red from congestion, he still couldn't move even a finger of his own.

After a while, Moore woke up again.

"My hands! Oh my hands!! The stingy ghost woke up and looked at his empty right arm, with a look of disbelief on his face and a wail.

"Little one, do you understand now? I ......"

"My hands! My hands are gone!! But the stingy ghost didn't seem to hear Moore at all, and still wailed.

"Click!"

Moore angrily grabbed the stingy's only remaining left arm and pouted it fiercely, and the stingy man broke from the elbow from the upper arm down, and then tore it hard, and the forearm and palm fell into Moore's hands.

"Little one, can you listen to me now?"

The stingy ghost's mind was blank at this time because of the severe pain, and the whole person had to nod mechanically.

"Excellent! I'll just say it once, I hope you listen carefully! Moore smiled with satisfaction, and continued: "There is your leader in the mist, if you coax him out, I will spare your life!" Isn't it fair to exchange a life for a life? ”

Moore's demonic voice sounded in the ears of the stingy ghost, making him hesitate.

On the one hand, Morey, who came to rescue him, and on the other hand, his own life.

Seeing the contradiction in the stingy ghost's heart, Moore continued to bewitch: "You have done so much for him, even your own two arms are useless!" What is the responsibility of the nobles, you human nobles are just talking about it! He's the fault you look like now! ”

After thinking for a long time, the stingy ghost seemed to have made up his mind, he glanced deeply in the direction of the fog, turned his head to Moore and said, "I understand!" But before then, if you can untie the chains and put some herbs on me, I feel like my blood is going to drain! ”

The stingy ghost's face was pale now, and he could feel that because of the excessive blood loss, the internal organs were stirring uneasily in his body, and he could understand what it meant to be worried.

"Haha! Good! ”

Moore winked, and two ogre knights walked up from behind him, removing the chains from the stingy man's body and applying a black-brown ointment, which quickly stopped the bleeding.

The stingy man rested on the ground for a while, until he felt that he had regained some strength, and then slowly stood up.

"Even if I die, I won't die at your hands!"

After saying that, the stingy ghost lowered his head and was about to hit the huge mace of the ogre next to him.

But he lost two arms and couldn't adapt to this crippled body in a short time, and before he could run two steps, he fell to the ground.

The stingy man struggled to get up, but was trampled by Moore, who arrived in time.

He snatched two spears from his hand and stuck them in the shoulder blades of the stingy man, skewering him like he would with prey on a grill.

"Want to die? Rack him up for me! ”

In the distance, Johnson and the others watched what was happening here, and they soon saw a man with a broken arm in the uniform of the Far East Legion standing tall in the ogre ranks.

"It's stingy!" The old knife recognized at a glance that this seriously injured and unconscious soldier was his comrade-in-arms, a stingy ghost who was taken captive by ogres in order to save himself.

"What do they want to do?" Watching the ogre giggle and can't help but pass the stingy ghost to the front, everyone has the same questions as the old knife.

Feeling that everyone's eyes were on him, Moore came to the front of the stingy ghost.

He kicked the spear on the ground hard, the spear shook and widened the wound, and the stingy ghost strung on the spear slid down for a long time before it stopped because it was stuck in the bone.

Looking at the spear shaft covered with blood and minced meat, everyone couldn't help but touch their shoulder blades and gasp.

"Ahh The stingy ghost, who was already unconscious, was woken up with a scream because the wound was torn again.

"Give you one more chance, if only you can ...... that Morey"

"Phew! We're five, hiss, team, and there's not a single seed! If you have the ability, you will kill me! Before Moore could finish speaking, the stingy ghost spat over, and he endured the severe pain and finished the sentence intermittently.

"Good! This is the soldier of our fifth squadron! Gusta, the squadron leader of the fifth squadron, shouted with a fierce fist.

"Yes, you want us to betray our savior, phew! Dream! ”

"It's just that if it's a big deal, it's a death! I can't learn to betray! ”

The stingy ghost's fearless performance aroused the collective sense of honor of the fifth squadron, and they looked at the stingy ghost at the moment as if they were looking at a martyr who insisted on his faith to the death, and his morale was unprecedentedly high!

And the city guards and the saber guards were also infected by the surging passion of the fifth squadron, and the mood of unity quickly spread to the entire team.

Looking at the morale of the human troops, Moore was so angry that he stepped forward to cut off the annoying head.

But halfway through, he seemed to suddenly think of something, and turned his head to face the misty side with a smile.

"Hear me, Lord Morey! This subordinate of yours is very protective of you, aren't you going to say a word to your subordinate who is so loyal? ”

The stingy ghost who was originally glaring angrily at Moore, hearing Moore's words, couldn't help but forcibly suppress the sharp pain in his body, and with difficulty swinging his head in the direction of the mist, a pair of eyes looked over with hope.

He knew that he must be unable to escape death this time, but if he could hear the praise or affirmation of the son of the original commander-in-chief, Ire, it would not be in vain for his stubbornness before his death.

Nearly a thousand people held their breath and waited quietly for Morey's voice in the fog.

And at this moment, Morey has been so hard that the capillaries under his face have burst, his eyes are bulging out and they are already crawling with bloodshots, beads of sweat the size of soybeans have fallen to the ground from his wet forehead, his upper and lower jaws are clenched, and his neck is already full of green tendons, but he can only squeeze out the sound of Sisi from between his teeth, let alone outside the fog, even Morey himself can't hear it clearly.

The stingy ghost was full of anticipation from the beginning, and slowly became anxious, until finally it turned into helplessness and disappointment, and the desperately raised head also hung down weakly, just like the general who lost everything on the battlefield.

Seeing that Morey remained silent in the fog, the original passionate expressions of the Far Eastern sergeants in the distance slowly became solidified, and they looked blankly at their comrades to find answers, but found that the other party also cast inquiring glances at them.

The atmosphere of the whole team slowly became eerie, and the warriors bit each other's ears in twos and threes.

"This Morey City Lord, why don't you even have a word of encouragement! The stingy ghost would rather die than betray him! ”

"I originally thought that Lord Morey was different from other nobles, hehe, it seems that I was wrong!"

The soldiers' discussion made Johnson and the others look gloomy, but even if they wanted to open their mouths to refute, they couldn't organize appropriate sentences to refute for a while, and they could only let this groundless speculation spread rapidly in the way of viruses throughout the team.

"Young Master (Adult), what are you doing?!"