The lieutenant only took a dozen seconds to think, and then decided what to do next.

"Let's keep going inside, at least to find out the lives and deaths of those brothers who have been captured!" He gritted his teeth and said viciously.

He knew that there was little hope that these people would be alive, because trolls and ogres were rarely in the habit of staying overnight, but things had come to this point, and he had to bite the bullet - even the brothers in the team were watching from behind!

They crossed the corridors between the thick walls and entered the city of the Tower of Aratho.

The city takes its name from the towering tower that stands in the southwest corner of the city, the first mage tower built by the kingdom of men after the High Elves taught them magic skills during the Aratho dynasty. Named after the first human dynasty, the magically fortified tower has seen the rise and fall of entire dynasties over the millennia, but with the rise of the magical city-state of Dalaran in the north, the mages who had studied magic in the tower have gone, leaving behind a dusty shell.

As soon as they turned the corner of the corridor, a filthy ogre sitting in front of a dilapidated house came into their sight.

The ogre was holding a piece of flesh-eaten leg bone, sizzling at the marrow inside. On the ground in front of him was a spear with a human skull strung at the top. It was a custom of ogres to stick the heads of their enemies in their territory as a warning to those who dared to enter their territory, and if they were short on food, these air-dried heads could also provide a little bit of meat, which was better than nothing, although not a few taels of meat.

Today, however, this custom brings misfortune not to the ogre.

"This is Mullock the Bonebreaker, human, tell me what you mean!" He looked at these little insects arrogantly and said disdainfully.

The humans' reaction was completely unexpected, they all looked angry, many of them had red eyes, and one of them screamed.

"Sir, it's Glaude! I swear, that head is Glauder's! ”

Before the ogre could figure out what was going on, the officer-like human roared angrily.

"Kill him!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the humans had already swarmed up and launched an attack on Murok. There was no need to see O'Calaral anymore, and the facts in front of him were enough to explain the tragic fate of the guys who were captured.

Mullock picked up the stick at his side and easily swept away the four humans who rushed to the front, but the fifth human had already rushed up and nailed the spear to his stomach.

If it weren't for the ogre's fat and thick belly that resisted most of the spear tips, Mullock would have been poked through his stomach by now. He snorted, and with his stroke, he broke the human tendon and fractured it. But before he could expand his gains, more humans poured in.

Generally speaking, an adult ogre can beat at least three humans, and a leader like Mullock is even more able to withstand the attacks of five humans, but in the face of dozens of human soldiers rushing up frantically, even the strongest ogre will not be spared. Almost in the blink of an eye, Mullock was knocked to the ground, his body stuck like a hedgehog with a spear.

But before he died, he fulfilled his duty as a watchdog, and a loud howl of pain erupted from his mouth and spread throughout the city of Aratho's Tower, and even the laziest ogre awoke from his sleep.

Howls of response rang out one after another throughout the city, and the lieutenant could hear the heavy footsteps of ogres even in a few streets closer to each other.

"Retreat, let's go!" The lieutenant immediately said that they couldn't do anything, and this half of the company couldn't even make a splash in front of the large group of ogres.

Drawing the spear that skewered Glaude's head, and carrying his wounded companion, they quickly retreated in the direction of the gate.

They retreated just in time, as Ocalar and the other ogres had arrived at the scene of the incident just minutes later.

Looking at the honeycomb of Mullock, Ocalar couldn't help but cry out angrily.

"Catch up and kill them all!"

The Ogre's fertility is extremely low, even with the addition of those who are still in the Stone Fist Hall, the total population of the entire Stone Fist Ogre is only more than two hundred, and the death of every prime-aged person is an unbearable loss for the Stone Fist Ogre, let alone a good fighter like Mullock.

The ogres poured out of their nests and chased in the direction of the attackers' retreat. It's also a good opportunity for the ogres who lost the previous battle for food, and they haven't eaten yet!

And by this time, the lieutenant and his men had already run to the entrance of the upper city - a total of only a few hundred meters apart, and even if a few wounded soldiers were dragged in tow, it would not take long.

If they can run into the upper city, and the ogre who just ran out of the tower of Araso can't see the murderer, maybe the target of their suspicion will be placed on the side of the Arashi in the lower city, after all, the lower city and the tower of the tower of Araso are closer. But the bad thing is that when the ogre escapes, half of them run in, and the other half is still left out of the gate.

In this situation, even if the brains are not very good, the ogres know who did it! With a wave of his hand, Ocalar led his people to rush this way.

Looking at the ogres rushing over, the company guarding the gate of the upper city was also a little dumbfounded: first a team of their own people escaped, and then a large group of ogres, what the hell is going on?

"Hey, guys, what the hell is going on?" They couldn't help but ask out loud.

"These monsters are eating people! We've been eaten by a whole squad! The running panting lieutenant raised the spear with the human head in his hand, "You guys, I'll go find the Duke of Facurrest!" ”

The company guarding the gate was in an uproar.

"I knew these monsters couldn't be trusted!"

"Our company was inexplicably missing three people last week, maybe they were eaten by these monsters!"

"Stop them, don't let them in!"

They shouted with hatred. In the midst of the commotion, the lieutenant left his troops at the gate, and ran alone to the main castle. Now, it's up to the Duke to get justice!

The two companies hurriedly set up their horses, set up their spears, and waited for the battle. Originally, with two companies facing the ogres of nearly 100 people, everyone was a little uneasy, but when a passing company also joined in, their waists suddenly stiffened, and even the hand holding the spear became much more stable.

When Ocalar led his men to the entrance of the upper city, he saw such a heavily guarded scene, as if facing a great enemy. He was bluffed! For a moment, Ocalar even wondered if he had fallen into some trap, or if the syndicate hierarchy had thought they had eaten too much and were ready to unload the mill and kill the donkey.

"Hand over the murderer of the heroic Murok!" He shouted into the dense crowd, "If you refuse, we'll go in and get him out ourselves!" ”

"Go back and bring all those troll minions!" He lowered his head and whispered to one of his clansmen beside him.