Transparent flames danced on the red-hot coal, a short sword was inserted inside, the tip of the sword had turned bright yellow, and an orc with his head bowed hung from the makeshift cross, and there was no movement at all. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Phew!" Zuld touched the orc's artery, spat in disgust, and beckoned to the two team members who were trembling in their stomachs, and motioned for them to carry away the skinless corpse of the orc he had abused.

Picking up the glass of water that had been set aside, he poured himself a few large sips of cool river water, his eyes gloomy as he stared at the orc captives hiding in their cages, shivering, or glaring angrily.

"Captain, the commander of the prisoner camp told me that we will leave in half an hour, and we need to hurry." One of the scout team members turned pale and said in a hoarse voice.

After nodding his head to show that he knew, Zurde's mood became even more gloomy, and he could almost imagine the anger of His Excellency the General when he got nothing from him! And all this is caused by this horde of abominable bastards!

The shivering bastards hiding in their cages are useless, they can't be interrogated without dealing with trolls, and the orc soldiers who know some of the troll language are almost all veterans, and for various reasons they come to the rear, and these guys are as hard as burnt bones!

"Tie him up!" Pointing to the tall orcs he had caught last night, Zuld was going to try again.

"Roar! "The two members of the team came to the cage, perhaps knowing what they were about to face, and the strong orc uttered a barrage ......of unintelligible language.

"Shut up! Monster! One team member beat him with a thick wooden stick without mercy, while the other team member untied the rope tied to the post. The orc rushed forward suddenly, and just after untying the rope, some of the team members who relaxed their vigilance didn't pay attention for a moment, and let the rope come out!

But before the orc could take a few steps forward, a huge force on his feet brought him forward, and his hands tightly tied behind him could not support him, so he could only fall to the ground with his face upright.

A wrist-thick chain was attached to the orc's ankle, and the other end was tied to a ground nail nailed to the ground, which caused the orc to fall on his heel.

"Bastard!" The missing team member may have felt a little shameless, or perhaps the morning of interrogation had consumed the little patience he had left, and his foot stomped on the back of the orc's head, stepping the orc who had just raised his face into the dirt again.

Zurd was a little impatient, and he roared in a low voice, "All right! Tie him up! ”

Under Zurde's reprimand, the two soldiers quickly tied the orc to the cross used for torture, and the wolf beast helmet that had already been taken away by the soldiers could no longer cover his head, and the thick braids were scattered, with the sludge and blood on his face, he looked extremely depressed.

"I don't need to say any more, orcs!" Zurd wrapped his red-hot dagger in a cloth and said gloomily, "Say what I want to know, and you can suffer less!" ”

"Phew!" A mouthful of bloodshot phlegm rubbed against Zulde's body, and it also indicated the orc's answer.

Without hesitation, the red-hot dagger stabbed into the orc's left shoulder, making a sizzling sound between the hot iron bars and the flesh, and the smell of burnt flesh spread.

"Ah......h

Zuld drew his dagger and understood that as soon as the enemy began to scream, it meant that the enemy's will had loosened a little, and asked again: "Tell me what you want to know!" ”

The orc looked up, a bundle of hair obscuring half of his face, and after staring at Zulde viciously with one eye for a moment, he suddenly burst out laughing, laughing wildly.

"Trolls! Your companions joined us, and you joined the humans, who are said to have banished you! ”

Unmoved by the orc's words, Zurd once again stabbed the hot iron sword into the orc's thigh, listening to the orc's screams, this time Zurd did not pull it out, but slowly moved the knife and cut a cut in the orc's leg.

Inserting the short sword back into the charcoal basin, Zuld scratched the back of his head and looked at the orc without saying a word, the meaning was already clear.

Because of the pain, which made the orc a little sluggish, he gasped for breath, and after a while, he began to laugh again, as if he had seen something ridiculous.

Lifting the hammer from the table, the troll crouched down and slammed it against the orc's toes! This made the orc can't help but let out an even more terrible scream, and cursed:

"Damn bastards! Disgusting crawler! When the Great Chief conquers the continent of Lordaeron, it will be your time of death! I'll let your kind eat you and make a necklace out of your two ridiculous fangs! ”

"I'll say it again! Tell me about your troops, your deployment! I'm running out of patience! Zuld stood up, grabbed the orc's hair, and let out a roar.

"Phew!" A mouthful of spit sprayed the troll in the face, making the troll even more angry, but he knew that blind toughness didn't seem to be of any use to these orcs.

A giant red dragon streaked across the sky and landed in the camp, and it was the return of Alux, who had gone out to scout the town of Shingold, which made the troll feel more urgent.

With two gasps of breath, the troll's grim gaze swept towards the cage, and instead of making a tent to interrogate the orcs alone, he interrogated them on the spot in the captive camp, hoping to constantly use cruel methods to put pressure on the orc captives and then break through their defenses.

But he failed, and even his team members were terrified and pale at these violent punishments, but these orcs refused to spit out even a single meaningful word, no matter how much pain they endured!

Suddenly, Zurde's eyes lit up, and he saw an orc with a broken arm staring at him with hatred.

With a mocking smile on his lips, Zulder pointed at the orc with the broken arm, tilted his head at his teammates, and then said to the orc who sensed something was wrong: "Don't compare me to the stupid muscular tribe of Evil Teeth, who will one day be disgusted by all the trolls for pandering to you invaders!" ”

Seeing the orc with a broken arm and weakened by bleeding being dragged out and tied, after whispering a few words to the team, he smiled cruelly and said to the orc, "Looks like you're familiar with my stupid kind? So I guess you should be well aware of some of our little quirks? ”

He drew the long sword from his waist, and then walked around the Severed Arm Orc twice, ignoring the roar of the Broken Arm Orc, and said to the Orc, "I remember that you seemed to take him with you when you fled?" Is he your brother? ”

Two blue-faced team members brought a large cauldron, quickly set it up on the charcoal basin, and poured clean water.

"What are you going to do! Trolls! The vaguely unpleasant orc roared angrily, struggling, but the rope that was firmly bound was unmoved.

"Brush!"

"Ahh

Zurd didn't answer, he waved the long sword in his hand, and at once cut off the one-armed orc's intact arm, along with his elbow, and then skillfully threw his arm into the boiling pot without looking back.

"It's been a long time since I've tasted the taste of intelligent beings since I joined the humans! Of course, why do you continue to get along with my companions, I definitely won't eat them, but you~" He dragged out his tone, a wicked smile.

The orc's eyes were red from the excitement of this scene, and he watched the one-armed orc scream as his arm was cut off, watched the blood gushing out of his wound, and looked at the severed arm rolling in the boiling water, and let out a vicious curse:

"Someday! You will be crushed to the bones one by one by the Great Chieftain, and your flesh will be festered in the mud forever! ”

"Vomit—" The two members of the Zulder team couldn't hold it anymore, they turned their heads, hunched over and vomited out the meat they had eaten in the morning, along with the stomach acid.

Ignoring the orc curse, Zurd exclaimed, "Tell me your deployment!" Orcs! ”

"You'll never know!" The orc roared in the same way, only his voice was more angry and sad.

Anger flashed in Zulde's eyes, and he pulled the severed arm out of the boiling water, and despite the hot water blistering his hand, he shoved the severed arm into his mouth, and the powerful bite force crunched the bones, and blood mixed with saliva ran down the corners of his mouth.

"Stop!" Edric's voice came from a distance, he walked up to him, glanced at Zuld who spit out his arm with some disgust, and said to the scout team members who had vomited out of his bitter guts with a gloomy face: "Ready to go!" No more interrogation! ”