Although Vitruvius was lying on the ground with his eyes rolled, the changes on the battlefield had already manifested in his mind through the eye of the stake.

Saw the other four orcs in the small team of monster spawners, as the storm tornado rose into the dark clouds in the sky, and then flew away......

Vitruvius wanted to cry without tears, my brother sold his teammates this time, and he sold himself, I thought that this gang was small, even if there were legendary powerhouses behind him, he would definitely not be able to kill the Boar Man Knight Legion close to a thousand, not to mention the Boar Man General who led the team, obviously a transcendent professional.

This Boar Man Knight Legion is actually quite terrifying, appearing on the battlefield, it is definitely a powerful force that can influence the battlefield pattern, and it can even be said that this Boar Man Knight Legion is the strongest armed force in Razor Heights.

Their five monster farming teams are at best the strength of five second-order professionals, and if they are discovered by such a strong legion, where is there any possibility of escape?

The only way Vitruvius could think of surviving was to play dead and sell his teammates.

Let your teammates attract the attention of the Boar Man Legion and decisively pretend to be dead, although your temporary pretence of death will inevitably be full of loopholes, but there are teammates in front of you to attract attention, and the possibility of your survival is still very high.

Vitruvius guessed the beginning of the story, but not the end.

The teammates are indeed in a desperate situation, but this gang is less than them, and they are flying......

My brother is still lying on the ground, and he already knows that he won't sell his teammates.

This time, my brother had to resign himself to fate.

……

"Uh-huh...... There seemed to be only four orcs in the general's tornado, which didn't seem to be the same as the five orcs that the shaman-sama said? Adjutant Pig reported from the sidelines.

"Uh-huh...... Of course, the weak boar people will be dizzy, and it is normal to see the wrong one, you send the little ones to search in the grass again to see if there are any fish that have slipped through the net, and don't let the corpses of our soldiers be in the wilderness, you take some soldiers to bring all the bodies of the fallen soldiers on the ground back to the thorn labyrinth, and spend time in the thorn labyrinth! Following the orders of the pig general, the boar knights were divided into two parts, one part of which collected the remains of the ground and transported them back to the thorn labyrinth, and the other part wandered among the grass, searching for any fish that had escaped the net.

……

"What about this dead wolverine?"

"Uh...... Why don't we grill it? Host a barbecue wolverine party. A wild boar man said with a snort.

"You mallet, did we have so many brave soldiers who died when we had a party?" The boarman adjutant lectured harshly.

Then he pointed to the wolverine on the ground and said, "This abominable wolverine has the audacity to steal the body of our fallen warrior, and to sacrifice its flesh and soul to the great king of Beagle to enhance the power of the gods. ”

After receiving the order, a boar rider put the wolverine Vitruvius on the back of the pig-shaped monster he was riding, and after a rush.

Vitruvius was not thrown out roughly...... He was thrown directly into a large pile of corpses by the boar people.

It was a large wooden cart that loaded the body.

Vitruvius was familiar with this kind of wooden cart, wasn't this the same cart that carried corpses into that fire of guidance?

Vitruvius still remembers the frightened and desperate look in the legendary troll warrior Mandokiel as he was pushed through the Gates of the Two Realms.

The wheels of the cart began to roll, and the wolverine Vitruvius squinted his eyes to look around, surrounded by boar knights, who numbered about fifty or sixty, which was by no means something Vitruvius could match.

The cart carrying the corpse was traveling on the road of Razor Heights, and Vitruvius did not know where the cart was going for a while, he only knew that the cart would stop after a certain distance, and then the boar man knight would come to visit with a large crowd of boar people.

Then the boar man knight will make a humming speech in front of these wild boar people, and these wild boar people will listen to it like cicadas.

Of course, Vitruvius couldn't understand pig language, but his genius for the language of Zero-Ring Witchcraft was parsing it at a rapid pace.

The corpses of four or five hundred wild boar people were loaded on dozens of carts, and then these dozen carts were escorted by the boar people knights into the vicinity of the village where the wild boar people gathered, so that the wild boar people families could send representatives to visit, and the wild boar people knight legion used vivid facts to persuade and educate them.

It's approaching night......

The wolverine Vitruvius's cart began to move towards the thorny maze in the center of Razor Heights, and as the divergent roads gradually converged and merged into one, the road to the central labyrinth became wider and wider, and the corpse-carrying carts like Vitruvius began to gather on the road.

More than a dozen carts were almost connected together, like a long dragon, heading towards the thorny labyrinth.

The farther you go into the economic labyrinth in the center, the more and more thorny vines line the road.

The entrance to the thorn maze is not large, only able to barely pass through one large cart, and dozens of large carts rush in one after another.

The entrance to such a small labyrinth was guarded by fifty or sixty heavily armed boar men.

After the boar man knight escorted the cart into the entrance of the labyrinth, after traveling a little distance, the maze split into two branches, one left and one right.

The fork on the right is lit with torches, and the ground is covered with the marks of pigs' trotters.

The fork in the road on the left was not bright at all, it was all white mist.

Under the command of a boar man in a white robe, the boar people loosened the reins of the large pig-shaped monster that was pulling the cart.

Then the boarmen and knights got off the pigs' backs and pushed the carts into the smoke of the fork in the left side of the road.

This white smoke seems to be a dividing line, like the gate of the two realms where the orcs sacrifice to their ancestors, and the living are not allowed to go, but only the flesh and soul that are sacrificed.

Vitruvius squinted at the battle, which really scared him enough, but fortunately, this misty white smoke didn't seem to have the same aggressiveness as the Blue and Green Fire of the Gate of the Two Realms, and it looked like ordinary white smoke just to block his vision.

The white-robed Boar Man had a lantern in his hand, which seemed to have just been extinguished, and wisps of white smoke were still coming out of it.

It dawned on Vitruvius that he had been discovered by the figure in the white smoke, and that he had only thought it was a cloud of smoke rising from the mountains.

At this time, the cart was flanked by boar warriors pushing carts, and Vitruvius the Wolverine could only pretend to be dead all the way to the end.