Roddy had no interest in collecting the corpses of the enemy, so the corpses of those wolf cavalry were left on the battlefield. Senna almost threw up again at the sight of severed limbs and severed arms on the ground, but he forcibly held back by his will—not only that, but he also picked up a blunt knife and began to cut off the heads of the orcs with all his might.

After gritting his teeth and chopping off four heads, Senna threw away the knife, held back his nausea and strung the heads with a rope, then briefly identified the direction, and carefully prepared to leave the forest.

But Senna felt more and more humiliated as he went, at first at a brisk pace, then he simply trotted up, thinking only of leaving the forest as soon as possible so that he could fulfill his plan - everything that had happened in a few minutes, he swore to make the other party pay back!

However, he didn't go far, but he very "coincidentally" ran into Viscount Anru's team.

Seeing the other party's unnatural expression, Senna naturally knew that the encounter at this moment was not a coincidence, but he didn't bother to follow what the other party had done, he just raised the heads of the orcs in his hand and said: "Viscount Anru, my team was besieged by the orcs, and it was finally killed after a lot of hard work, but now the forest is too dangerous, we must leave here immediately!"

Anru was lucky not to meet an orc along the way, he came here to see if Roddy was dead, but seeing Senna's embarrassed image and the orc head in his hand, the viscount suddenly realized that something was wrong, and hurriedly asked Senna to wipe his face briefly and then rode on the horse: "Viscount Senna is not the heir of the Mirno family, this skill..."

At this time, Senna was not interested in listening to the other party's praise, and waved his hand and said: "Don't talk about these first, let's return to the city as soon as possible, my guards have all taken the mages in, we are really not enough orcs to see - hell, how can there be orcs here?!"

He cursed the orcs in a garbled manner, so demeanor that Viscount Anru was at ease. The two of them soon fell silent, and each headed back to the forest...

Outside the Da Vinci Forest, the camp that had once belonged to the nobles was now covered with blood.

The originally neat fence was crookedly broken to the ground, and the war horses left by each nobleman were all divided into pieces of minced meat, which were being eaten by dozens of wolves at this time.

Wine and fruit for the nobles were brought to Godard's Overseer, and the sturdy orc simply sat down on a stake to rest after crushing three wooden chairs. His blood-stained tomahawk lay diagonally beside him, his half-naked muscles drenched in sweat.

"Phew!"

As soon as he took a sip from his glass, the Overseer spat the wine on the ground and cursed, "What are these humans doing, is the sour water still a treasure?"

Next to the bright red liquor were the corpses of more than a dozen noble servants, Godard was indifferent to the smell of blood, he picked up a few sour fruits and threw them into his mouth to chew a few bites, then nodded with satisfaction and continued to eat.

The human beings in this camp have already suffered a brutal massacre, and there are not no "survivors" among them, but these "survivors" may not be as good as dying: seven or eight noble maidens or young women... At this time, he was being raped by Godard's Guards in turn.

Their voices were already hoarse, but no one would have mercy at this time. Humans can even be used as food in the eyes of the orcs, and these "playthings" are obviously not qualified to bargain.

The "girlfriends" who were still chatting with Catherine a few hours ago rolled their eyes at this time, and some of them had even gradually lost their breath under the uninterrupted impact, but the orcs galloping on their bodies didn't care whether the people under them were dead or alive, and they only cared about venting their long-held ****...

This is what happens in wars between interracial races, cruel, cruel, and nothing else.

Godard was not very interested in this, and after eating a lot of fruit, he looked at the person in front of him with a slight frown, spit out a piece of fruit peel with a "poof", and asked, "Until now, you still have doubts about me?"

"Naturally, that's not what I meant, I'm just here to help His Majesty confirm something. ”

The black-robed orc standing in front of Godard bowed and apologized, "If you offend, I hope the Overseer will forgive you." ”

His identity is not difficult to guess, the breath of death is clearly recognized even by Godard, and the "Your Majesty" in his mouth is naturally "Augustine".

There was no coincidence in this sudden massacre, all its steps were carried out like a precise clock according to the plan of His Majesty Augustine, Godard knew that he was just a "butcher's knife" in the hands of the other party, but he did not care about being used - as soon as this raid was successful, he would return to the steppe with the armor and heads of countless nobles.

And with these exploits, Sauron's position will certainly not be as secure as it used to be...

The style of the orcs is simple and rude, you can use me, just give me a certain benefit. Without the undead behind the nobles gathering here, where can they take this great feat?

Having said that, seeing the black-robed orc in front of him, Godard was still very uncomfortable in his heart. He got up slowly: "What else do you need to confirm? These human nobles are vulnerable, the guys I killed casually are all over there, do you need to go and count them?"

The tower-like Overseer pointed to a hill of human heads in the distance, not private servants, but nobles of the Cullen Kingdom.

They were talking and laughing at yesterday's dinner, but now only their heads were piled on the grass.

"Tsk, Godard's Overseers are brave. ”

The black-robed orc was not polite, and walked around these heads to look at them, and said something in his mouth: "Oh, isn't this Count Bolachi, he is the most afraid of death, I didn't think that this would still not escape..."

"Baron Panini? ”

Many of them are big lords with names and surnames, but from today onwards, they are completely removed from the country.

"Your Majesty will remember what you did today, and there will definitely be more material support delivered to you in the future..."

As if he had really just come to confirm the heads, he bowed slightly and then slowly stepped aside, saying no more.

The orcs who were enjoying themselves were sprinting vigorously on Bai Huahua's body, but the screams and begs for mercy were nowhere to be seen at the moment, Godard glanced at it, sneered at "fragile human", and turned and walked towards his wolf:

"Replenish your strength as soon as possible, we're not here to see the scenery! I'm going to see everyone gather here before sunset, and then take the city—"

"Yes, Lord Overseer!"

But just after the answer, several wolf horsemen rushed out of the edge of the forest, bringing news that made Godard's eyes narrow...

"A human team has killed our warriors, and the teams of Sag, Dalta, and Mugor have been wiped out!"

"Heh... Are there any human beings who dare to resist?"

Godard was a little surprised, but his expression didn't change much—if humans were only slaughtered one-sidedly, it would be too boring for him to be warlike, so he immediately picked up his tomahawk and jumped on the wolf's seat, "Blow the trumpet, gather the nearby troops, and crush them with me!"

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