With the gradual mining of new ore veins, the orcs of almost all tribes gathered here in the pit, and nearly a thousand people set up animal tents on the edge of the pit and surrounded them. They were not unscrupulous, after all, the wilderness was full of dangers, and the Norman shaman not only erected the totem pole here, but also arranged for the strongest orcs to patrol and keep vigil every night.

When Norman taught the Baroque shamans, they inevitably neglected to be on guard. On the outskirts of the settlement, with a few faint voices and a faint cold light, a patrol group of orcs fell silently. Their necks were severed by sharp swords, and the glimmer of the totem pole flickered so suddenly that the shaman did not notice, and the orcs who had worked all day would not notice that the place was surrounded by a large number of humans.

The process went surprisingly smoothly, and the dozens of orcs on patrol were all ruthlessly killed, and they blocked all the directions in which the orcs could escape. These are all slaves who can be sold for money, and it is naturally best to catch them all alive without wasting energy. Huda and Sava personally led their strongest men to the largest tent in the center. They had to kill the orc shaman first, and when the orc lost its spiritual support, the desperate resistance would dissipate most of it.

If the mercenaries really surrounded the shaman's tent, Norman and Baroque would not be spared in any case. Perhaps blessed by the spirit of the ancestors, at the most critical moment, a terrible roar came from the darkness in the distance: "Norman, you are surrounded by mercenaries, get up quickly, run!"

The roar finally alarmed everyone, and the sleeping orc jumped up, regardless of the naked **, picked up the iron pickaxe, iron drill, and wooden stick as a weapon, and rushed out of the beast tent.

Huda and Sava scolded 'damn it' angrily, and gave a fierce order: "Kill all the orcs who resist, don't let a single orc escape!" The mercenaries let out a hideous roar and laughed wildly, and frantically pounced on the overwhelmed orcs, the long swords and axes in their hands slashed mercilessly, and dozens of orcs fell in a pool of blood in an instant.

Huda and the shaman led a few vindictive warriors to the central shaman's tent. The five long swords slashed down, bringing up a few waves of fighting energy, directly tearing the beast tent into pieces, but there was nothing inside, and no figure existed!

Misa, who was behind Huda, saw two figures running away quickly in the distance, and shouted, "There, they fled!" Everyone immediately urged the fighting spirit, and the speed doubled, and they chased after it like an arrow! In an instant, they caught up, and the long sword that urged the fighting spirit slashed at the two people with the sound of whirring wind, only two muffled snorts were heard, and the fleeing orc was in a different place and died.

Several people were stunned, why was the orc shaman so weak, and turned over with a long sword, only to find that these were two ordinary middle-aged orcs. Huda knew the Norman shaman, and immediately shouted: "It's not the orc shaman, we were deceived by that old beast of Norman, go back quickly!"

As soon as his words fell, a circle of earthy yellow light erupted in the orc settlement behind him, accompanied by several screams, and many human mercenaries were pierced through their bodies by the ground thorns that suddenly drilled out of the ground. The old shaman Norman stood under the totem pole with a wooden staff in his hand, and waved it angrily, and the human mercenary who was hit immediately flew upside down, breaking his tendons and breaking his bones!

"Cunning old bastard, kill him!" Sava was furious by the tragic death of his men, and led his two fighting warriors to rush over, Huda glanced at Misa and quietly slowed down a little. He knew some of the power of the orc shaman, and if he was forced to fight hard, he would still be able to pull a few people to accompany him to the funeral. ..............................

A roar outside the tent startled Norman, who immediately stood to his feet. The two orcs rushed into the panic and said, "Norman Shaman, we have been attacked by the Terrans, they have killed many of our people, and several terrible human warriors are rushing here. ”

Norman's face turned pale, he looked down at the newly awakened Baroque, knocked him out on the head casually, grabbed him under the ribs, and said to the two orcs: "Go out and lure them away, buy me a little time." "The old shaman has realized the inevitability of the disaster, and the two orcs who went to the human villages and towns with the new ore may be more than lucky, and the discovery of the new ore still arouses the greed of the humans. The roar from the outside was familiar, and Norman could tell it was an old friend's voice.

He was too old to run away, but the Baroque was a child who hoped that even if the entire race was wiped out, he would never be allowed to have an accident. The unconscious Baroque sneaked out of the corner of the tent, and the two orcs who stayed inside glanced at each other, tore the tent from the other direction, and ran wildly into the distance, and the next moment the tent behind him was torn to pieces by the sword qi of the fighting spirit..................

Approaching in the direction of the voice he heard, behind him was the terrible screams of the people being slaughtered, children, women, the old and weak, and cruel human beings were not spared, and those who dared to resist were killed. It's over, our tribe is over! Norman wept and wept silently!

A figure sprang out of the darkness, and he grabbed Norman, knocking him to the ground. In the firelight, a wrinkled old man's face was reflected: "Norman, you are crazy, don't you tell the lord about the new mine discovered at the first time, and dare to hide and mine it yourself, don't you know that this is not a good thing for the orcs, but the source of trouble? I'm still late, everything can't be undone, Huda of Crow Town and the Sand Scorpion Mercenary Group colluded, they want to cleanse your tribe, no one can stop it, even if the lord Baron knows about it, it's too late now." Alas, greed, greed, have you lived to be a dog?" the old man snorted angrily.

"Massimo, I just want the people to have a better life, at least this winter to make it through for more people. It's too late to say anything, it's already happening. My tribe is finished, and these brutal mercenaries will show no mercy. Massimo, my only human friend, please do me one last thing, just like you helped me escape from the Colosseum. ”

The old man Massimo realized what Norman wanted to do, he knew this persistent old orc too well, sighed, and looked down at the unconscious orc boy on the side: "Old friend Norman, needless to say, I will take care of this child for you." Until he has the power for revenge, I will not let him take any risks and swear in the name of my ancestors. ”

Norman woke up Baroque and made him see the old man's face clearly, and said to Baroque, who was still confused: "Baroque, this is Massimo, my most trusted friend, remember his face, and he will take care of you in the future!

Hearing the terrible screams in the distance, Baroque's face, who had just figured out the situation in front of him, changed greatly, and before he could speak, he was knocked unconscious by the old shaman's punch, and gently asked Massimo to hug him.

Massimo ....... Norman hugged the old man fiercely: "My life has been bumpy, but making friends like you is my greatest treasure, goodbye, help me take care of this child." "Turn around and leave........................

"Humans, your cruelty will bring disaster to you, the spirit of nature will punish you, and you will die a bad death!" Norman roared, his face and body standing on end, he fiercely clubbed the wooden staff into the hard ground, chanting ancient shamanic incantations loudly, and the animal skin robe on his body seemed to be blown up by the wind. The totem pole behind him erupted into a circle of earthy yellow halos, getting brighter and brighter, and the area covered by that halo doubled!

"No, the old brute is desperate, stand back!" Huda, who was hiding behind Savoa, whispered to Misa, and the two of them quietly stopped. A desperate orc shaman will burst out with terrifying power, and Sava will be unlucky, which is something Huda likes to see!

Sava also discovered the abnormality, how could an ordinary orc shaman emit a power as powerful as a mid-level Douqi warrior? As the earthy yellow halo became brighter and brighter, the ground seemed to be shaking, and his uneasiness became more and more intense, and he roared: "Stand back and ......!"

It's a pity that it was a little late, Norman's soul-burning shaman spell had been completed, and a huge halo of saro python seemed to appear behind him, stretching out his body more than twenty meters long, and pounced on the closest Kasim and another fighting warrior.

Savoa's two men held off the furious onslaught, but they didn't expect the deadliest attack to come from underground, dozens of sharp ground spikes stabbing out and stabbing into their bodies. Their fighting energy was used to resist the saropython made of earth elementals, and they were caught off guard by the attack underground, and before they even had time to scream, the bodies of Qasim and the other person had been pierced and torn apart.

"Roar, damned orcs, I'm going to kill you all!" Sava went berserk with his man's death, and his sword slashed at Norman, who had no strength left, killing the old shaman with a relieved smile on his face.

Two of the most powerful men died, and Sava felt that even if he got more gold coins this time, he would have lost a lot of money, and he still couldn't understand his hatred, and frantically slashed and killed the orcs who fled in terror! If it weren't for Huda's distress about the loss of the slaves and stopped him, I am afraid that there would not be a few living orcs left. ............

The sky was getting brighter, and the slaughter was over. No one could escape, not even the orcs who had run far away, they were brutally killed by humans, and the corpses lying down could be seen everywhere outside the mine. Old people, children, women, with their eyes open, dead and blinding.

The remaining orcs who were still alive were all driven together, and there were less than five hundred of the nearly a thousand orcs left, and the rest were all dead, while only a few dozen human mercenaries died.

"Hurry up and pack up all the ore that these orcs can take with them on their backs. Huda commanded, "Someone in Crow Town will inform Baron Monroe that we must leave as soon as possible before the lord arrives with his soldiers." Unable to go back to Crowtown, head east and leave the wasteland through the mountain pass to the east. ”

To some extent, they are robbing the wealth of Baron Monroe's fiefdom, although the baron is humble and almost ignored in the aristocratic circle, but for the mercenaries, they are still a powerful existence on the top, and their third-rate little mercenaries cannot afford to provoke, and they need to escape as soon as possible!

The orcs, whether injured or not, were forced to carry heavy ores on their backs, and all that had been mined was taken away, and those who had not been mined could only sigh with admiration. Huda was furious at the thought that if it weren't for Savoa's sudden appearance, he would have been able to hide the secrets of the mineral deposits to the greatest extent possible and obtain a lot more wealth.

Seeing the death of the two right-hand men beside Savoa, he didn't mention how happy he was, but he deliberately showed a look of regret, on the way out, Huda said to Savoa: "Captain Savo, we have gained a lot this time, you see, Misa and I have put a lot of effort into it, should we renegotiate the distribution ratio? How about me six and you four?" ............