Orc camp.

Human slaves and dwarven slaves were bound hand and foot with hemp rope, and the five hundred orc warriors left by Ignaz to guard the camp took groups of slaves out of their tents and lined up the slaves in the clearing.

The uneasiness and fear are clearly written on the faces of these slaves. Everyone didn't know what was going on, and the orcs suddenly summoned them with a fierce glint in their eyes. There were human slaves who were faintly aware of the fate they would face soon after, and tears were clearly imprinted on their faces. None of them wanted to die, but the unarmed slaves could not stand up to the heavily armed orcs, although the number of orc warriors was only five hundred.

'Tiamat Claw' Ignaz fled back to the camp, standing in the main tent with a gloomy face at this moment, the orc warden wizard opened the tent curtain and walked in, and whispered: "Your Excellency, all the slaves have been gathered, do you want to ......?"

"Kill them all!"

Ignaz said hatefully: "This group of slaves must not be kept, we are now short of troops, if in a sudden retreat, a strong slave will detect our defeat, they will bomb the camp and resist, I don't want to return to the royal court with trouble!" ”

The orc warden wizard took a deep look at Ignaz and said, "Your Excellency, I want you to stay calm at all times. There are winners and losers in wars, orcs can't always win, defeat is not terrible, what is terrible is to lose their minds after defeat, and fall again. ”

"Wizard, do you think I look like I've lost my mind?" A faint sneer appeared on the corner of Ignaz's mouth, "It is because I am calm that I am very sure that those Holy Presence will fight the idea of this group of slaves. That's 2,000 laborers, and if they were to be taken back, they would be able to further improve the fortifications in a few days. ”

"Kill them. Give up your fantasies. Your Excellency, if we return with these slaves, the speed is too slow, and we may be overtaken by the Holy Presence tonight. Ignatz said.

"Good!"

The orc warden wizard didn't insist anymore, replied, and walked slowly out of the main tent.

The slaves looked at the orc wizard who stood tall and noble. Walk up to a wooden platform.

Observing the cold and murderous eyes of the orc wizards, many slaves chuckled in their hearts.

"The orcs want to kill us!"

In the crowd, a pair of twin dwarven slaves. Look at each other. Younger dwarves have a delicate mind that doesn't match their rugged appearance, as well as an innate instinct for danger.

The dwarven brother Rurick whispered to his brother Rurika next to him: "Hurry up and think of a way, there must be something wrong with the orc army, and the orc general left with most of the orc warriors this morning." If it is overcome. This orc wizard shouldn't have killed us. ”

"Shhhh Ruric, listen, we'll be the only ones who will resist, but we must not be among the first to rebel, and we will flee while the orc camp is at its most chaotic. Brother Lurika also whispered.

The orc warden wizard stood on the stage, not saying anything to the slave crowd below, just nodding to the two remaining orc overseers. "Let's get started." ”

Syllable.

An orc overseer flicked his whip with a sinister smile at the full ten rows. There were fifty people in each row, and the orc warriors with heavy blades shouted loudly: "Move, move for me, start clean!" ”

The first row of orc warriors swung their heavy blades, and the fifty slaves were beheaded by the heavy blades without any resistance.

Thump. Fifty corpses, splattered with blood, fell straight to the ground. Another row of orc warriors stepped forward, silently and coldly swung their swords again, and another fifty huge heads rolled out.

At this time, the human slaves and the orc slaves finally realized what the orcs were going to do, slaughter camp!

Screams and cries resounded through the sky, and even with their hands and feet tied, the slaves began to resist in a strong desire to survive. Some people fled, others rushed up, snatching weapons with orc warriors, and the camp fell into chaos in an instant.

"Kill! Kill! Kill! ”

"None of them will be left!"

Two orc overseers swung their long whips and commanded five hundred orc warriors lined up in a neat phalanx to crush them step by step.

The sword light is wild, and the blood is raging. The orc phalanx was like a meat grinding machine, wherever it went, there were stumps, severed arms and heads flying around, and the scene was extremely bloody.

But the orcs were too few in number, and after slaughtering one or two hundred slaves, their efficiency plummeted. At this time, the two orc overseers shouted, "Disperse, kill the rest!" ”

The dwarven twins Ruric and Rurika run through the crowd with their heads bowed.

In the slave herd, the height disadvantage of the dwarves turned into an advantage, when the orc butcher's knife fell, it was all the tall human slaves who suffered, and the dwarven brothers who bent down and absconded, as if they were drilling in the crotch, the orc's butcher's knife could not touch them at all.

"Hey, trying to escape?"

However, bad luck strikes from above, and the two brothers abscond, only to crash into an orc overseer. The canonical orc laughed fiercely, and the whip snapped over, and the dwarven brother Ruric was wrapped around his neck.

At the same time, the orc overseer tightened his whip, and the dwarf Ruric's face instantly turned blue-purple, and he couldn't breathe, and there was a snorting sound in his throat.

"Get out of here, orcs, don't touch my brother!"

Rurica yelled in anger and slammed her fist at the Orc Overseers, and bam!

The Orc Overseer took a few steps back in astonishment, and after presumably sensing the power of the dwarf Rurika, he exclaimed in a gloomy voice, "You are a professional! Not ordinary dwarves! ”

The dwarven elder brother Rurika's punch was a relief to the younger brother Rurick.

Ruric clutched the whip around his neck and used all his strength as the orc overseers clearly didn't want to give up their weapons, and a dwarf and an orc formed a tug-of-war.

Seeing this, Lurica kicked the orc overseer in the knee unexpectedly, only to hear a click, and the orc overseer's leg snapped, screaming and half-kneeling on the ground.

The younger brother Ruric snatched the whip with his backhand, put it around the neck of the Orc Overseer, and the two brothers worked together to strangle the orc exemplar.

"Hu ......" let go of the whip, and the dwarf brothers were gasping for breath, and there was a vibration in the ground below their bodies, and the vibration became stronger and stronger, as if a large number of cavalry were approaching.

"Is the orcs back?"

The dwarven brothers' faces suddenly turned to ashes.

The orc warden wizard who heard the movement also changed his face drastically, hurriedly ran off the stage, got into the main tent and disappeared.

"Rush in with me, don't leave any orcs behind, don't hurt the slaves!"

The heroic berserker Salin was in front of him, with two hundred Rock Leader Knights behind him, and the team swept through the orc camp like a gale, and those orc warriors who were still coldly waving their butcher knives fell from their shoulders and fell to the ground before they realized what was happening.

The 1,000 players who arrived later joined the anti-slaughter bandwagon. (To be continued.) )

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