After disposing of the young orcs, the officer of Nagalais looked at the hundreds of old and weak orcs kneeling below, each of them with great resentment hidden in their hearts, and their faces were innocent and frightened, such expressions obviously satisfied him. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Looking at the soldiers in his team, after this repeated suppression, these soldiers were already tired, and he couldn't help but say to the soldiers next to him, "Little Henry, you take someone to get some food, and by the way, bring those beautiful little ladies here, so that the brothers can be happy and happy." ”

Hearing this, the soldier named Little Henry immediately looked happy, "Obey," but then he leaned over to the officer's side with a lewd smile, "My lord, that bride is not bad, do you want to bring it to you now?"

"What, you kid has a crush, then I'll give it to you, but you have to do it in front of these orcs, how do you have the guts?" Little Henry still looked like a child, and when he heard this, he couldn't help but blush, and he couldn't speak, and the soldier next to him suddenly laughed, "Little Henry's hair hasn't grown yet, and he has begun to learn to play with girls, do you want my brother to teach you?" ”

This laughter made little Henry even more embarrassed, and his whole face turned purple, "You guys are talking nonsense, I'm seventeen years old, and I'm also a soldier now,、、、" But then he didn't know how to argue, the officer couldn't help but smile and waved his hand, stopping everyone's laughter, "Okay, okay, little Henry, go get something to eat, I'm dying of hunger, you're all tired, leave some people to guard the rest of the rest." ”

After a while, a few Calais soldiers came over with a dozen young female orcs, their bodies were already disheveled, their faces were even more tear-stained, their eyes were already a little swollen from crying, and some sensitive parts still had slightly green scratches, obviously left by the wolf claws of those soldiers, and they could only sob quietly in order to avoid beating them.

Behind the soldiers dragged a beast by the hands and feet, apparently the bride, from the hoarse shouts could be heard, she had not stopped struggling since she was caught, but all resistance was obviously in vain, how could an unarmed orc be the opponent of a group of tiger-wolf Calais soldiers.

Several soldiers dragged the orc to the officer, one with a few bloody streaks on her face, and they pinned her to the ground, and then one of them pulled her hair viciously, making her face rise, and the handsome face was now smeared with tears and blood.

"This girl is really spicy, Lao Tzu accidentally took a beating. The soldier said viciously as he touched his face, and the officer looked at him and said nothing, then turned his attention to the orc, "It's really good." ”

"My lord likes it, so you come first?" said a few soldiers with a lewd smile, but the officer waved his hand, "I don't like this way, you should enjoy it, but remember to do it in front of the groom, I want to see what they are capable of resisting at this time, and those who dare to go against our Calais soldiers never end well." ”

This sentence completely ignited the desire of the group of Calais soldiers, and suddenly the screams and cries of the female orcs rang out, and the old and weak orcs kneeling there were all like dead ashes, some began to pray silently, some were crying quietly, and some were constantly cursing, the old orc, who was the patriarch, watched his son being nailed to the trunk of the tree, and now his daughter-in-law was about to be abused in front of everyone, his whole person was paralyzed, his eyes were gray and his mouth was murmuring" What kind of iniquity is this?"

At this moment, the group of Calais soldiers were in chaos, and even the soldiers guarding the old and weak orcs couldn't help but look around, and just when a few soldiers wanted to make a move on the bride, suddenly a voice shouted "Do it!"

Just listening to the hissing sound of feather arrows breaking through the air, in the blink of an eye, more than two dozen Calais soldiers fell to the ground, and Sheng Xuan's flying knives had already rushed towards the officer like lightning, but the three flying knives were blocked by the other party and two of them, only the last one had a blood mark on him because it couldn't dodge.

The officer jumped to his feet, and at the same time drew his heavy sword to block in front of him, and shouted loudly, "The whole army is in formation, there is a sneak attack." But no matter how much he shouted, it was over, and almost most of the Calais soldiers had already taken off their armor in order to insult the orcs, and their weapons were not even known to have been thrown there, and the scene was chaotic, and the soldiers who ran around without armor in search of weapons became live targets for archers.

At this moment, Sheng Xuan had already faced the Calais officer, and the other party looked up and down a few times, and couldn't help but say, "Who are you, why do you want to go against our Calais army?" Sheng Xuan said coldly, "You don't need to know this. As he spoke, he handed over a shot, and the other party only had to swing his sword to parry.

Although Sheng Xuan's serious injuries had not healed at the moment, it was not a problem to deal with a ninth-order warrior, and in a few rounds, he shot at the officer's ribs, and the strong fighting spirit not only destroyed his steel armor, but also left a terrifying blood mark on his body, and the blood gushed out and instantly dyed half of his body red.

Now Sheng Xuan didn't want to kill the other party so quickly, so he slowly put away the gun, then stuck the steel gun on the ground, reached out and took out two daggers, and pounced on them like lightning.

Seeing Sheng Xuan rushing up with such a short blade, Officer Nagalai rekindled his fighting spirit, and endured the pain on his body and swung his heavy sword to attack like a storm, but that powerful move couldn't even touch Sheng Xuan's body, but his body was cut by the opponent one after another blood marks.

This was no longer a battle, it was a complete brutal killing, when the officer no longer had the strength to stand up, there were no less than hundreds of scars on his body, large and small, his face was pale from blood loss, and his body was constantly trembling in the cold wind, but he still held on to his sword and was unwilling to fall, gritting his teeth and saying in a weak voice, "Can you tell me your name?" "A dying man does not need to know the name of his opponent, you just need to remember that we are enemies." ”

Dropping a sentence, Sheng Xuan didn't care about him anymore, his eyes quickly swept over the battlefield, although there were only more than thirty people under his command, but these soldiers had experienced several bloody battles, after the baptism of war, in the face of these scattered Calais soldiers, they were not a threat at all, and they had already killed all the more than 100 soldiers in a short time.

At this time, those old and weak orcs, with great hatred, picked up stones and sticks, looked for those Calais who had not yet died, and vented their anger on them.

And the old patriarch led people to rescue the orc warriors who were nailed to the trunk of the tree, he wanted to hold his son to express his affection in his heart, but his son coldly pushed him away, and then walked to his bride, ripped off a piece of clothing from a Calais soldier and draped it over her body, although in the end the bride was almost ***, but the hurt in his heart may not be healed for a lifetime.

"It's all gone. The young man gently straightened his bride's hair, and then hugged her tightly, and now there were terrible bloody holes in his hands and feet, and his lips were even more bloody and blurred, and these sharp pains made his body tremble from time to time, but he knew that in his heart his bride was hurt even more.

Sheng Xuan walked over and handed him a steel knife, "Don't you want to avenge yourself and your people?" The young man glanced at him in a little panic, and finally stopped his gaze on the steel knife, and suddenly surged back to him, he couldn't help but grab the steel knife, and pulled his bride and strode towards the officer of Nagalai.

At this moment, Officer Calais had not yet lost his breath, still trembling with his sword, and his eyes were blank as he watched the young orc walk up to him, and then pick up the steel knife fiercely.

At this moment, a slightly immature voice suddenly shouted, "My lord, what is the matter with the rice 、、、、?" So saying, he drew his legs and ran towards the swamp, but he hurried past the feathered arrows fired by the centaur archers, and after a few hissing sounds, the men fell motionless in the muddy icy water.

Now only the young soldier named Little Henry was left, staring blankly at everything in front of him, just now he was a living comrade-in-arms, but now he has become a corpse all over the ground, all this happened so fast that he couldn't react at all, let alone know what to do next.

A group of angry orcs slowly approached with sticks and stones, and the steel knife in the young orc's hand also stopped in mid-air, and Officer Calais seemed to have a spirit at this moment, but it was indeed the last spiritual fire, and he couldn't help but say, "Can you let him go?" ”

Hearing this, the young orc couldn't help but put down the steel knife in his hand, stepped forward and grabbed the officer's collar, and the huge force almost picked him up, "Child? You Calais are children, don't we have children among the orcs? Are there still few old people and children who have died under your butcher's knife for so many years? How many young orcs have died innocently and tragically, and those poor women have been toyed with to death by you, have you ever thought about the children among the orcs at that time?" In our eyes there is only an enemy, and as long as he wears the armor of a Calais soldier, then he is our enemy. ”

As soon as he let go of his hand and threw away the general, he then swung out with a lightning bolt, and the officer's head flew out with a thud, and the blood mist suddenly dyed the world blood-red.

The old orc trembled and picked up the totem that had been broken in two, tears could not stop falling, he looked at the corpse of the young orc that had not been put down, still hanging from the tree, and then looked at the corpse of the soldier in Mandecalais, his heart struggled in pain.

Suddenly he turned his gaze to Sheng Xuan, but there was no gratitude in his eyes but a trace of resentment, why is this?After the young orc killed the officer, he walked towards little Henry, at this moment the young man was completely stunned, he was already surrounded by the orcs, and there was no weapon in his hand, he couldn't help but slowly retreat, but he was kicked forward by the orc behind him, and he moved his steps to the side, and the result was still angry footprints.

The young orc separated from everyone and walked in, looked at the little warrior coldly, and then slowly raised the steel knife, and suddenly little Henry's tears flowed like a wellspring, and he said intermittently with a crying chok, "Please let me go, I just joined the army and have never attacked orcs, you are the first orcs I have encountered, how can this be, what the hell is going on?"

The young orc said coldly, "From the moment you put on this armor, you should have this kind of awareness, blame you for not appearing here." Saying that, a wipe swept his throat, and suddenly blood sprayed out, and his throat was cut, and little Henry could no longer speak, and his eyes lost their vitality at that moment, but there was no panic in his eyes before he died, and some may just be a yearning, a longing for home, he pinched his neck with both hands, trying to stop the bleeding, but everything was in vain, when the last breath with blood bubbles splashed out, his body had slowly fallen to the ground.

Suddenly, the old patriarch rushed to his son, raised his hand and said with a mouth, "Bastard, do you know what you have done?" This slap stunned everyone, and his son touched his face and was even more shocked and speechless.

The old patriarch wept and said, "Don't you think we orcs have suffered enough? today you killed these Calais soldiers, and tomorrow they will send a large army of men to sweep away our little tribe, oh my God, what is the matter with all this? We have endured so much, it is enough, why do you add such sins to us?"

Obviously, these words were not directed at his own son, nor to all the orcs in the clan, but to Shengxuan and others, and the meaning of the words was obviously to blame them for being nosy, Shengxuan couldn't help but turn around and walk away when he heard this, and suddenly stopped and said, "Forbearance can never escape persecution, if you want to completely get rid of the fate of being ravaged by the Calais, then take up arms." ”