Outside the South Gate.

Because Donner went to watch the gladiatorial battle in the Colosseum, the bread distribution today was led by a captain of the guard.

By three o'clock, all the bread had been distributed.

More and more refugees got the news from Manhill City, and many refugees rushed here, and more and more refugees outside the city gates.

After everything was done, the captain of the guard took his subordinates and about thirty refugees who were willing to go to Cancer Island to the dock to board the ship.

In the Colosseum in the center of the city, the Titans and the Orcs faced off at the peak, and the shouts of the people shook the sky.

Two kilometers outside the city, five hundred soldiers swarmed out under the leadership of the Core Knights and went straight to the south gate.

The soldiers of the gates and walls of Manhill were guarding the gates and walls, their spears and bows slanted.

The refugees are enjoying bread in their huts after receiving bread distributed by the Liberation Mission.

As smoke and dust rolled in, pedestrians dodged along the way, and curious refugees craned their necks to look at the knights galloping in the distance at breakneck speed.

The Knights lined up at a distance of a thousand meters from the refugee gathering place, and the leader of the regiment was shrouded in silver plate armor, and the palm of his deerskin glove made a movement, and the sound from his mouth was a little dull in the face armor.

"Spread out!"

The soldiers behind him spread out in formation, forming a semi-encirclement, directly opposite the southern wall, encircling the gathering place of the refugees.

The south gate slowly closed, and a horn sounded on the city wall.

Many experienced refugees heard that this was a call for war, and they began to panic and start talking, but most of the refugees were still at a loss and did not know what was happening.

Hearing the sound of the horn, the Knight's Commander drew his ornate knight's sword, studded with jewels at his waist, pointing straight ahead.

The location...... It is the place where refugees gather.

"Kill!" the voice was cold.

The soldiers on the left and right flanks, spears in hand, rode their horses and rushed towards the camp.

On the city wall, the archers who had already prepared them, lit the tarpaulins on the arrows, and shot down the grass huts that stretched down below.

Some of the refugees finally reacted and began to shout loudly.

"The soldiers are here to kill us!"

"Everyone, run away. ”

Inside the Colosseum.

The Titans and the Minotaur finally collided together, and the audience on the stage shouted into the waves, one wave after another, and many people's faces were flushed with excitement.

Neither side has weapons, and they face each other with pure physical strength, fist-to-flesh.

The Titan Giant in the mouth of the troubadour, has always been known for its strength, countless epics have circulated the legend of the Titan Giant, the legend of the Titan Giant can single out the dragon, but almost no one in the Eastern Continent has ever seen it with their own eyes.

The orcs living in the extreme northern plateau have always been known for their barbarism, and their powerful combat effectiveness may be rare for people in the south, but for those who live near the Hengduan Mountains in the north, they have a deep understanding of this.

Every year, many orcs invade the human kingdom, and every year Stormstorm Fortress loses countless knights as a result.

So the Titans and the Orcs, in the end, who is stronger and who is weak, has been arguing endlessly.

However, today it can finally be revealed.

"Kill him, kill that idiot orc!"

"Strong Minotaur, kill the big black man!"

......

Outside the southern city gate, rockets fired from the city walls landed on the grass huts built by the refugees.

The grass hut had already been very dry by the sun, and the rockets immediately ignited a raging fire, and the smoke and dust rolled up into the sky.

The Knights stormed the gathering place, and the blades made contact with the refugees on the periphery.

Blood flickered, and the cracked earth began to soak with blood.

"Ahh

One by one, the refugees fell to the ground.

"Please, sir, don't kill me!"

The spear passed through his chest, pulled out, brought out a handful of blood flowers, and the iron hooves rushed forward.

"No, don't, he's just been born into this world, please. The woman was kneeling with the baby in her arms, wailing and crying, and her husband had just collapsed in front of him.

The spear stabbed down, through the swaddling clothes, through the woman's back.

The knight did not look back, clenched his spear, and under the inertia of the horse, brought out the spear, and with a slight tremble, the swaddling swaddle of the tip of the spear rolled to the ground.

Refugees fled in all directions, and many more lay on the ground begging for mercy.

"What did we do wrong, and why did the kingdom kill us?"

"Why? Why is this? Goddess?"

"Ah, I'm going to kill you! I'm going to kill you nobles' lackeys with you. "A refugee burst out and rushed at the knight with eyes split.

"I'm going to kill you!"

......

"I'm going to kill you. ”

The orc cow's nose fluttered, and its mouth gasped.

The Minotaur flipped the Titan to the ground with his hard horns, and then rode on top of the Titan, his huge palm holding down the Titan's hands.

"Why?"

The Titan's big eyes glared at the minotaur, and his voice came out of his throat, dull as thunder.

"My master told me that I wouldn't have to be a slave if I killed you. The minotaur made a fierce appearance, and the bull's nose was clanged by the iron rings strung by the slave owner.

The titan was stunned.

Just a moment, then broke free and slammed a punch into the minotaur's face.

......

The rioting refugees threw the knight on the horse's head to the ground and slammed his fist into the visor.

"I'm going to kill you!"

The refugees were like crazy, with their teeth and hands, and they tore at the knight's body.

"Brothers, the nobles are going to be killed!"

"It's all dead anyway, fight with them. ”

"Fight!"

Someone began to rebel, one or two, three......

The knights had already rushed into the midst of the refugees, and the walls stopped firing arrows.

But the soldiers did not stop, and the spears were still brutally stabbed.

There are also knights who are not aware of being thrown to the ground by refugees, and then the surrounding refugees will rush up and kill these knights with stones and tiles.

However......

The Order was well-trained and well-equipped, while the refugees were hungry, clothed, and defenseless.

Even if a knight fell off his horse, it did not affect the overall situation, and the refugees were cut to the ground one by one and fell in a pool of blood.

In less than an hour, almost all of the more than 2,000 refugees in the entire refugee gathering place were slaughtered.

Only a few people took advantage of the chaos to escape.

The bloodied knights regrouped and left the refugee colony, which had been reduced to ashes.

......

"Lord Marquis! ”

In a luxurious private room in the Colosseum, a viscount entered, and he leaned over the ear of the city lord, Marquis Rist, and whispered.

The city lord bowed his head slightly, pointed to the gladiatorial arena, and said with a smile: "It should almost be decided that the winner is lost!"

It's been almost an hour of fighting, and the giants and orcs are covered in sweat and scars.

"Gellan, who do you think will win!"

Gogellan's face was expressionless, and he replied to the Marquis of Rist word by word: "My lord, there is no victory or loss in this gladiatorial battle. ”

"Oh, why?" the lord of the castle was intrigued.

"Because there's no point!"

"No, it makes sense, he satisfies my curiosity. Marquis Rist looked at the Titans and Orcs in the field and smiled.

"Orcs will never be slaves!"

In the gladiatorial arena, there was a roar, and the minotaur fell with a bang.