Demps shivered for a long time under the seat in the carriage.

He wasn't slim in shape, and it was hard enough to stuff his whole body here, plus the temperature was quite high at the moment, and the space here was small and the air was not circulating, so he was already sweating profusely after a while.

But he just didn't dare to poke his head out—this undisputed ostrich-like hiding would at least give him spiritual comfort.

Heavenly Father blesses, God and I are equal to each other, and if I can escape this time, I will definitely build a church for God the Father in Hiam......

Demps prayed in his heart for a long time and trembled for a long time, but as time passed, his eyes, which he had not even dared to open, slowly opened, and after listening with his ears pricked up for a while, his eyes were full of doubt.

Why hasn't it been a long time, and I haven't heard the sound of shouting and killing outside?

Not only that, but it was quiet outside most of the time, which made Demps suddenly in a trance, wondering if it was his hallucination to encounter a sudden attack from an alien race, when in fact they were just repairing in place?

Just when Demps was in a trance, a loud sound suddenly erupted from the otherwise quiet outside.

Enthusiastic cheers rang out around the Temples carriage, and people laughed, screamed, and shouted excitedly, as if it were an annual Christmas day.

What's wrong?!

Demps subconsciously stood up to see through the window what was going on outside, but he forgot that he was still curled up under the chair at the moment, and when he lifted up, he slammed his head directly into the hard plank, causing him to scream in pain.

"Sir!"

A woman's excited voice was heard, and then a pair of hands reached over and grabbed Demps's clothes in an effort to pull him out from underneath.

"We won!"

With the help of those hands, Demps finally pulled his body out from underneath and sat down in the carriage. Then, while rubbing the back of his head, which hurt him, he asked the people around him, "What won?"

He had just been hiding down in fear, so focused on fear that he didn't notice what was going on outside.

The other person in the carriage was a woman, about the same height as Demps, and the type of little jasper was none other than Demps's wife, Jacqueline.

She was excited, and she was bombarding Demps like a machine gun: "We won the contest against those aliens......!

Jacqueline is also a noble lady and educated, so she still has a bit of a cultural level, and the narration will not be messy, and she will soon tell everything that happened outside. And after Demps listened, he finally understood what was going on.

He jerked to the window of the carriage and peeked out of it.

Sure enough, as Jacqueline said, the human team was jubilant at the moment, on the contrary, the alien race that stood in their way was all dejected, and many of them were even more angry, and they were deflated at first glance.

Demps was overjoyed.

"In other words, the aliens who stopped us will leave soon?!"

Jacqueline smiled behind him and said, "Yes, two wins in three games, now they have lost two games, and they don't have to play again in this third game, they have already lost." According to the oath they had sworn before, they had to go. ”

This side is gone, and there is still one in the back.

Seeing that these aliens were no longer afraid, Demps twisted his head and looked behind him.

There's also a group of aliens there, and it's not easy to mess with.

"You say, can we still win next?"

Temples was worried, worried.

Compared to Demps, his wife was much calmer and more confident.

"It should be. You see, sir, although the aliens in the back are about the same size as those in front, their weapons are far less sophisticated than those in front. Now even the aliens in front have lost, and the aliens in the back should not be able to win. ”

Temples looked left and right, and felt that his wife was right, and his heart was more settled.

And Jacqueline talked about Norman.

"Lord Don is indeed very discerning, this Barton he chose is really not an ordinary slave, just a few days, he has cultivated those slaves into such a powerful warrior. Now that I think about it, it seems that he bought slaves from you at the beginning, and it seems that it is not as simple as we see, I am afraid that he has already planned it. ”

I don't know if it's because Norman used to be a slave under him, or because his wife Jacqueline praised the other party's relationship, Demps didn't follow Jacqueline's words, but said a little sourly: "If you want me to see, he was just lucky, and those things he scribbled on him actually worked." He's not badly lucky, but if you really want to say that he has any skills, I don't think. ”

He also presented a logic that seemed flawless to him to prove his point.

"If he really has such great ability, how could he have been captured by me and made me a slave in the first place?"

Jacqueline shook her head slightly, obviously disagreeing with her husband's statement, but he didn't say anything to refute Demps, just smiled, and looked out through the gap in the window blocked by Demps's fat body.

Demps continued to look out the window.

All he saw and heard was the people around him admiring the strength and bravery of those tattooed slaves, and praising Patton's wise leadership.

Demps's heart stirred, and he turned his head again, seeing that there were many humans in the team, and a pale yellow magic light shield was wrapped in the outside of the team, which made him finally unable to bear it anymore.

"I'll go down and have a look. ”

Demps dropped such a sentence, moved directly to the car door, stretched out his hand, put it on the car door and hesitated for a moment, and finally gritted his teeth, pulled the car door and walked out.

Demps was one of the highest-ranking people in the team, and it could be said that he was a key object of protection, so next to his carriage, several warriors gathered.

After Demps got out of the carriage, he didn't do anything, and first named the two who looked the strongest among them.

"You two, come with me. ”

After the two warriors had been closely protected, Demps walked in the direction of Norman with confidence, nodding and waving to the cheering crowd around him as he went, raising his head as if he were in a military parade.

When he walked up to the Normans, he greeted Jacob, "Mr. Jacob has worked hard. Then he quietly stepped forward, stood beside Norman, and turned to face the troops, smiling and red-eyed—the experience was quite good from his point of view, as if they were cheering for him.

Although he was a nobleman, he was only a small baron, and he used to use his class status to suppress these commoners, and this was the first time that he was wholeheartedly supported and cheered for by so many people, which was really good.

Norman glanced at Demps, really worried that he would raise his hand and wave it in the next second, and then shouted "Comrades have worked hard!".

But Demps, a native native, didn't understand this, so of course he wouldn't do it.

He just turned his head sideways and said loudly to Norman, "You did a great job and lived up to my expectations of you!"

Although Demps is timid and afraid of death, he is a nobleman after all, and this speech is still a bit artistic.

As soon as he said this, others listened, and thought that this Barton had done these things under his instruction and even guidance, and Demps did say this loudly, almost "speaking" it with his throat in his throat, and many people present heard it, which made some human cheers add words praising Demps, which made Demps hear the red light on his face even more flooded.

Demps's careful thinking, Norman naturally saw it at a glance, but he just smiled in his heart, and did not intend to debunk it, but looked at Yates.

After seeing that the human side unexpectedly won these two battles in a row and ended the competition early, Yates's eyes were either focused on those slaves or Norman, but as soon as Demps's words came out, Yates's eyes were more focused on Demps, and his eyes were shocked.

Norman laughed in his heart: the former baron came out at the right time, and what he said was unintentional, which can be regarded as quite helpful to their current situation.

"Mr. Yates,"

After Norman looked at Yates, he simply didn't look away, and said directly: "Let's start too." ”

He could see that Yates must be very rich in his inner activities at the moment, but as soon as his words came out, Yates had no choice but to nod, and after thinking for a while, he stood up with the dung fork.

Seeing that Yates was the first to play, Norman's chest surged.

Winning two games in a row is not a small blow to the morale of these aliens, as can be seen by looking at the expressions of the two aliens who are preparing to fight next to Yates - they all looked at this side with a solemn face, and they have long lost their previous ease, obviously under great psychological pressure.

The morale has gone up and down, and it also has a great impact on the outcome of the battle, and Yates should have seen this, so he chose to be the first to stand up. He should want to rely on his strength to be stronger than his companions to win this battle, cheer up his companions after him, boost their morale, and improve their victory rate.

Since the other party is Yates, then, who should they send on their side?

Thinking of this, Norman looked again at the slaves in front of him who had not yet been in battle.

Darek and Khaliat were now surrounded by the slaves as heroes, exchanging their lessons from the battle.

Someone asked, "Aren't you afraid?"

After this life-and-death struggle, Khaliat, the least courageous, looked a lot more heroic, and seemed to have learned Norman's unique secret technique of bragging in the battle, and said directly and unashamedly: "Go up directly, it's over!" A heroic spirit that although tens of millions of people are alone, he completely forgot who was on the ground before he got on it.

Someone else asked, "How did you win against them?"

Dyric is more calm and modest than Haryart, who brags about his mastery skills, "Those orcs are not as powerful as you think, and although their fists hurt when they hit your body, they won't knock you out with a single punch. And I feel like I'm full of power, these things that Barton tattooed us might really work, really turn us into savages!" Finally his sincere eyes swept over the companions around him, and after a moment of hesitation, he finally said, "I can do it, you must do it too!"

Hearing Derrick's words, the surrounding slaves were amazed.

"Do these tattoos really have powerful mystical powers?"

"Then I'll be relieved, I'll be on it later. ”

"God forbid, Father, I hope what works in me will work. ”

......

With Norman's powers of observation, it was clear that the expressions on the faces of these slaves were unnatural.

They are all hiding something, that is, those magic secrets.

Harriart didn't say it, Derrick didn't say it, and the remaining slaves didn't say it, it should have been regarded as their most precious secret, and for this, Dyrik even took the initiative to put all the credit on the tattoo.

Obviously, everyone has a ghost fetus, but they have to pretend to be unaware, and their acting skills are really clumsy in Norman's opinion, and they are really anxious for them.

But now is not the time to think about that.

Norman's gaze wandered around them before finally fixing on one man.

"Zachary, you go. ”

The Zachary he named was the same as Monroe, who was a sword-wielder.

Hearing Norman's roll call, Zachary went up with his sword in his hand.

His and Hariad's personalities are obviously two extremes, Haryat is timid and cowardly, but he is bold and aggressive.

After seeing his companions defeat those two orcs in a row, his fear of those orcs has been greatly reduced, coupled with the peerless magic skills he has learned, which has greatly increased his confidence, so when he faced Yates, he actually took the initiative to attack him!

Yates, who was opposite him, was a cautious man, and when he saw that this human had taken the initiative to attack unusually, his face was even more cautious and solemn.

The two humans before obviously didn't have much confidence in themselves, and they were able to win, and the human in front of him looked very confident, didn't that mean that his strength was much stronger than the previous two?

You really have to be careful.

Yates was cautious, and even took the initiative to take two steps back with a dung fork.

Demps was still nervously watching the battle here, but when he saw this scene, he was immediately relieved.

The layman looks lively.

Seeing Zachary dancing with great momentum, he took the initiative to attack, and the barbarian took a few steps back before he could fight, which in Demps's opinion, the difference between superior and inferior was already obvious.

As soon as he was relieved, Demps's tense face melted, and he even turned his head to look at Norman and said with a smile: "You did a good job this time, it was in vain that I saved your life in the wild and picked you up......"

Before he finished speaking, he heard a scream, turned his head suddenly, and saw the imposing Zachary just now covering his ribs with one hand, and the sword in front of him with the other, and blood was constantly flowing out from under his ribs, and he couldn't cover it.

Opposite Zachary, Yates was moving up and down, swinging a dung fork aggressively and relentlessly, mainly parrying and defending, only trying to attack when he saw an opportunity, and not rushing to advance because of this sudden advantage.

One person was bleeding profusely, and the other was unscathed......

Even a layman like Demps could see that the situation was not good.

A few drops of cold sweat oozed from his forehead at some point, and after looking quickly left and right, he suddenly felt that this place was too threatening, and he didn't say anything to Norman before he finished speaking, so he directly opened his legs and trotted, and hurriedly ran towards the direction of his carriage with his head down, for fear of being noticed by others.

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