The cage is made entirely of fine iron, and the railing is the thickness of a child's arm, making it possible to draw a very strong conclusion just by looking at it with the naked eye. Lying in the cage is a humanoid creature, it is 1.73 meters long, wearing only a pair of animal skin shorts, its hands and feet resemble humans, but its nails are sharp claws, and its spine seems to be naturally bent forward, unable to straighten, resulting in a rickety back, broad shoulders and arms, a short and thick neck, and the muscles of the whole body are solid and full, as if they contain explosive power. Its skin is dark red, hairless, keratinized, and there are large and small dark red and black patches distributed on it, especially the keratinized hyperplasia of the skin on the shoulders, back and chest, like natural armor. Its brow bones and cheekbones are high, its eye sockets are deep, its nose is flattened, its ears are pointed, its facial lines are rough and hideous, and the keratinized skin on the top of its head is piled up with two tissues that resemble horns.

The barbarian seemed to be in a state of slumber, and Victor could not see its eyes, but the appearance of its body alone could be felt with a ferocious, savage, and fierce quality.

Princess Roland squatted in front of the iron cage, her delicate and fair palm reached into the railing, grabbed its horns, pulled it closer, poked its eyelids with her fingers, and opened its lips without hesitation, revealing its sharp canine teeth, and then stood up with a look of disgust, pursed her lips, and said with disdain:

"That's what the barbarians look like......? Hmph, hum, I now believe in the rumors that the ancestral knight of the Neowest family was forcibly abducted by the barbarians, and gave birth to a bunch of barbarian princesses Neowest. ”

Legend has it that the elves are elegant and handsome, the barbarians are rough and ugly, and humans generally love the elves and despise the barbarians. But after all, the barbarians are a race that intermarries with ancient knights, and no matter how low their appearance is, they will not grow like this.

It was hairless, armor with horns, sharp teeth and claws, like a demon crawling out of hell, and even if it was asleep, it naturally exuded a terrifying and hideous aura. Fortunately, the three ladies present were all powerful high-ranking knights, and if the woman from the Earth World suddenly saw this monster, she would probably have screamed in fright.

Strictly speaking, this barbarian has a strong physique, no deformities, and a natural symmetrical body structure, which is perfectly suited to the needs of combat, at least in Victor's eyes, it exhibits a unique beauty of violence.

However, its physical characteristics are too far from humans, and it is not at all like a sub-race of humans, so how can it intermarry with humans?

Roland is not an ordinary aristocratic lady, as a golden knight close to the legendary realm, she can also see the essence of the life level, and the aesthetic from the instinct of reproduction will not affect the mind of the golden knight. The eldest princess of Gombis, in front of Patriarch Tamor, associates the ugly and lowly barbarians with Neowest, showing her disdain, which is actually intended to negotiate.

This princess hates Neowest, and if you want to convince Gombis to cooperate with the Trant Empire to expand south, then you must show more sincerity and make this princess happy first.

Roland raised the bar for negotiation in advance, and Andre also had his own rhythm of dialogue. He faced Victor and smiled elegantly: "Your Highness Randall, the elven race is far away from the Endless Forest, and only an elven nobleman like you can prove that the elven race really exists in the world, not a legend." But the barbarians, they have always been by our side, just across a river of gold. ”

"In terms of understanding of the barbarians, the scholars of the Silver and White Towers cannot compare with our Borui Knights, who have been fighting the barbarians on the south bank of the Jinshui River for nearly 90 years. I myself led my servants many times to the south bank to attack the strongholds of the barbarians. ”

Andre paused, turned his gaze to the barbarians in the iron cage, and continued: "The barbarians are divided into two different groups, the northern barbarians and the southern barbarians. What you see now are the barbarians living in the Southern Continent...... Compared to humans, they are rough and ugly in appearance, but they are more human-like than centaurs, half-sheeps, bear monsters, kobolds, and gnolls. We call the southern barbarians half-orcs. ”

"These are the orcs, they are the majority of the barbarians of the Southern Continent. ”

Orcs are the great enemies of the human kingdom, unable to communicate and unable to compromise. Andre defined the southern barbarians as half-orcs, expressing the strong hostility and denigration of the Borui Kingdom towards the barbarians, which echoed Roland's previous discussions.

Orcs are a lowly race, our common enemy!

Andre and Tamor's intentions, the lords of Gombis knew it. Whether it is a southern barbarian or a half-orc, since Combis has decided to cross the river to the south and seize the vast land of the southern continent, the local indigenous races are all enemies of the southern continent, and there are not only half-orcs in the southern continent, but also many strange orcs.

A loose orc tribe is obviously a little easier to deal with than a half-orc kingdom. The march of Cambys's army into the southern continent was just one more competitor to the various indigenous races of the South. And the army of the Borui Kingdom landed from the Great River Bay, and they became the only competitive opponent of the Orc Kingdom.

The army of Gombis landed from Lake Fes and had the objective conditions to gain a firm foothold. The Borui Kingdom must first defeat the Orc Kingdom.

Victor stopped the topic of qualitative orcs and said with a curious face, "It looks strong. ”

"It's not only strong, it's dangerous. ”

Andre smiled and introduced, "From its body structure, it can be seen that the orcs are a natural fighting race. Exaggerated muscles provide explosive power far beyond that of a human soldier, thick bones can withstand immense pressure, and skin is hard enough to withstand crossbow fire...... Its strength is three times that of an ordinary person, equivalent to a beginner apprentice knight who resonates with the four elemental levels. In addition to this, it also has a powerful combat talent - Blood Fury. ”

Ancient texts record that the barbarians have their own power inheritance, and the core of this system is the blood wrath talent.

Bloodwrath has multiple branches and variations, and can be divided into ranks, which is a feature that distinguishes it from the talent of the orc race, and is closer to the knightly heritage of humans. Just like the difference between knightly nobles and commoners, not all barbarians have the talent for blood rage, and those who master blood rage are called barbarian fighters by humans.

As the Gombis Kingdom prepares to expand south, it naturally has to collect information about the barbarians in the southern continent through various channels. As far as Victor knows, the abilities of the Brute Fighter are more complex, some can reduce damage, some can increase strength and speed, some can enhance mental attributes, some can communicate supernatural powers, and so on. As the Brute Fighter level increases, the effect of his abilities will also be enhanced, and more kinds of abilities will be expanded. However, how the strength system of the brute fighters is subdivided and classified, Gambis knows very little.

The Borui Kingdom sent over a living brute fighter, which immediately aroused the strong interest of the four guardians and Sophia.

"Let it out, I want to see the actual combat ability of the brute fighters. Sylvia commanded faintly, and everyone present felt an unquestionable will.

"Okay! I'll try it myself. Roland squeezed his white little fist and said eagerly.

Andre nodded at his subordinate knight, and turned to Roland: "Your Royal Highness the eldest princess, this brute fighter is definitely not the opponent of the knight, if you want to see its combat effectiveness clearly, it is best to send a junior apprentice knight, or an elite subordinate soldier to fight." ”

Marquis Gollon's expression became slightly solemn, and he asked in a deep voice: "What does His Highness Christopher mean that this barbarian fighter is very common in the barbarian kingdom, very ordinary, and only equivalent to the elite soldiers of the human race?"

Andre nodded, smiled and said, "Only by observing the most basic individuals can we understand the overall strength of the barbarians. ”

At this time, the Borui knight opened the iron cage, pulled the sleeping brute fighter to the ground, took out a bottle of potion from his pocket, uncorked it, and placed it under the brute fighter's nose.

A foul smell permeated, and some of the soldiers around couldn't help but frown. André explained: "Orc heads are like hard ironwood, so dull that they are too dull to stun. The servants of the Most High Lord used the spell of slumber on it so that we could transport it to Gambis, intact. And the sap of the stinky mud flower can wake it up from its slumber. ”

"Are orcs immune to coma?" asked Victor in a low voice.

"That's not it. Compared to human warriors, stunning an orc will definitely crack its skull. Patriarch Tamor said with a smile. He was undoubtedly emphasizing the fact that orcs were physically stronger than humans.

The orc warrior on the ground, stimulated by the smell of stinky mud flowers, twitched his flat nose and opened his eyes suddenly. Its pupils are so large that they occupy almost the entire eye socket, leaving only a circle of whites that are a dark brown color close to earth. It had just woken up, its eyes were scattered and unfocused, but with violence and mania, it opened its thin lips, and wanted to vent its anger at being awakened by the stinky with a loud roar, but it saw a delicate face close at hand, and was looking at itself curiously, and suddenly snorted, rolled and retracted back into the iron cage, and closed the door, there was a funny feeling of a beast turning into a kitten.

Roland pursed his lips, stood up, turned back to everyone, and said in confusion: "The courage of the brute fighter is so small?"

"You're scared of it. Victor coughed and continued to add: "It seems that the high-ranking female knights of the Borui Kingdom have taught half orcs a lesson. ”

Roland's raised little eyebrows were lowered again, holding his chest with one hand and his charming chin with the other, and said with a yearning expression: "Be the protagonist in a half-orc horror story...... Seems to be very good. ”

Marquis Goron ignored the distracted Roland, and ordered an arcane warrior behind him, "Markle, you go and try the brute fighter...... Be safe, but don't kill it either. ”

"Yes, my lord. ”

The arcane warrior took the shield thrown at him by his colleague, drew the long sword at his waist, and strode in front of the iron cage. But the orc barbarian fighter clung to the iron gate and refused to come out.

Sylvia smiled at Roland, and said sarcastically, "I'm scared of you." ”

Roland was so angry that his cheeks puffed out, "This princess is beautiful. ”

"In the eyes of the orcs, it may be the opposite. ”

"Cut, then you're not the same. ”

Sophia frowned and interjected, "It may be a ferocious orc, sensitive to danger. ”

"Countess, this is an ordinary orc brute fighter. As His Highness Randall said, it is indeed afraid of the high knights of the human race, and judges the status of the high knights based on their beauty. Andre politely explained and nodded to the middle-aged scholar beside him.

It seems that the aesthetics of the southern barbarians are similar to that of humans, so why does it look like this? Its body structure seems to have traces of external carving, and it has been deliberately shaped into a form suitable for battle...... Victor's mind moved, and he didn't ask, paying attention to the middle-aged scholar's actions.

I saw him walk to the cage and communicate with the half-orc brute fighter in strange-sounding language, the half-orc first shook his head again and again, listened and listened, the fear in his eyes was replaced by fanaticism, he roared, pulled the iron door, and took the initiative to get out of the cage.

Victor remembered the pronunciation characteristics of the barbarian language, and when the middle-aged scholar returned, he pretended to be curious and asked, "Scholar James, you just said three words to the orc, and it regained its fighting spirit, can you translate it to me?"

The middle-aged scholar was stunned, stopped, and saluted respectfully: "Your Highness, the three barbarian words I said are, you are like a cowardly crow, you dare not step on the ground without carrion...... A true warrior is not afraid of the embrace of the Elder Mother...... Mother Earth longs to bury your enemies...... We will send warriors to take on the warriors' challenges, one by one, until we send you into the arms of Mother Earth. ”

"Mother Earth?"

Sylvia's eyes twinkled, and she muttered, "I once traveled alone in the northern wilderness, slaughtering a small tribe of centaurs, and I remember that those centaur warriors also had tissue on their shoulders that resembled armor. She paused, turned to Patriarch Tamor and asked, "Rumor has it that centaurs generally believe in an ancient god called Mother Earth...... Is he the same as the orc Earth Mother?"

Patriarch Tamor said with a smile: "There are many kinds of false gods that orcs believe in, and I can't be sure if the Earth Mother of Centaurs and the Earth Mother of Half-Orcs are the same. However, the southern barbarians and the centaurs of the southern continent are in a hostile relationship, attacking and killing each other, and they will not show mercy. Moreover, the articulatory organs of the southern barbarians are close to those of humans, and are completely different from those of centaurs. They can't communicate in words. ”

Mother Earth?Renaud's will, the centaur is a descendant of the Mother Earth, but the alchemist has no information about the barbarians. This shows that in the era of the Alchemy Empire, the barbarians were not enemies that alchemists needed to guard against...... Perhaps the barbarians have not yet been born, or perhaps, as I suspected, the elves and barbarians are both branches of the evolution of the native species of humans, with similar physiological structures, and can intermarry with each other...... So why do orc brute fighters and centaur warriors have the same armor? What is the relationship between native humans and Mother Earth? If Mother Earth is a pan-conscious deity, who is spreading her holy name? Is it a bloodline memory similar to that of an old ogre?

Victor's heart was surging, and his expression was indifferent to the middle-aged scholar's chin of salutation. At this moment, the orc barbarian fighter let out a deafening roar, attracting everyone's attention, only to see what it was babbling about. Victor distinguishes the words "warrior", "mother earth", and "buried". After listening to the words of the brute fighter, the scholar said, "It wants a hammer as a weapon. ”

"Give it. The Marquis of Goron said succinctly.

An arcane warrior threw the two-handed hammer in his hand into the air, and the barbarian fighter grabbed the glowing blue hammer with one hand, and stroked it lovingly, as if he liked it very much.

"Bang. ”

Markle, the arcane warrior of the Kite Castle, struck with a muffled sound announcing the challenge.

The orc raised his head suddenly, his brown eyes were dyed with a blood-red color, the crimson spots on his skin spread, and his entire body turned from dark red to red, and that red seemed to be fresh blood, flowing constantly on the surface of the body, and a wild breath suddenly emerged from its body.

Markle is 1.88 meters tall, half a head taller than the brute fighter, he is sturdy, wearing fine iron chain mail, lined with rattan skin hard armor, his gait is steady, his eyes are as cold and indifferent as the newborn alchemy militia, and the whole person is full of ruthless taste. But in front of his opponent, he gave the intuitive impression that he was in a weak position, at least losing to the half-orc brute fighter in terms of momentum.

The orc roared under his breath, his hands on the hammer, his hips on his hips, and threw him straight at the heavily armed Markle. Its attack was rough and simple, leaving no stone unturned, with many flaws, but it was victorious, and the hammer whined and smashed down on the opponent's head with a tragic aura.

With an all-out two-handed hammer against a one-handed sword and shield, even a beginner knight would not choose to take a brute fighter's hammer blow, and even if the metal-trimmed iron oak shield and skeleton could withstand the heavy blow, the calf would sink into the ground.

Before the power of the brute warrior's hammer reached its peak, Markle slid forward with a clever step, his shield slapping horizontally against the orc's grip on the handle of the hammer, the ferocity of force causing it to stagger and stagger, its chest and abdomen wide open. The arcane warrior cast a horizontal slash and homeopathic slash that could not find the slightest fault, and the sharp blade slashed at the unarmored body of the orc, one sword in the waist and abdomen, and the other sword hit the side ribs.

The martial arts of the arcane warriors have been tempered and exquisite. Victor had no doubt about his strength and skill, but the part where he slashed the orc actually left only two white marks, and the next second, it was covered with flowing red.

Unscathed!

After all, Markle is not an alchemy human, and he slashed his opponent but did not cause effective damage, and in the face of a sudden battle situation beyond common sense, it was inevitable that he would be stunned. At this time, his moves were old, and the new power was not born, and the brute fighter smirked and swung his hammer to fight back.

The rhythm of attack and defense of the arcane warrior collapsed in an instant, and the orcs only attacked but could not defend, one hammer was heavier than the other, and the ferocious offensive was like a raging storm, not giving him any chance to adjust. Markle's feet slid and he was clumsy, and three beautiful counterattacks in a row were all in vain, and the phenomenon of disrupting the rhythm of attack and defense was repeated again and again. Fortunately, the brute fighter's martial arts skills were rough, and he began to adopt the tactics of dodging and shielding to parry, intending to consume the opponent's physical strength. However, the half-orcs roared again and again, and the more they fought, the more crazy they became, their physical energy seemed to be endless, and the blood red on their bodies became more and more intense. Finally, it slammed a bottom-up blow head-on into the arcane warrior's shield.

The scarred iron oak shield was torn apart, and Markle staggered back uncontrollably, his entire defensive movement smashed open. The orc roared, stepped up, raised his hammer high and slammed Markle's head down.

Seeing that the arcane warrior was about to burst out of her brain, Sophia was just about to kill the fierce orc, but she saw that its eyes rolled, revealing a large area of whites of its eyes, and the flush flowing on the surface of its body quickly faded, and its steps were crooked, and after a few circles, she fell to the ground weakly and fell into a coma.

Sylvia hid the dark red in the outer circle of her eyes and commented with a smile: "The strength of the orc is on par with Markle, three times that of ordinary people, and its martial arts and agility are not worth mentioning...... Its Blood Fury is a bit of a thing, reducing damage, improving combat intuition, and improving stamina. ”

Roland walked over, crouched down again, carefully examined the whites of the orc's eyes, and exclaimed worriedly, "It doesn't seem to be able to roll its eyes...... Sylvia, it's not going to be an idiot if it gets your mental piercing, is it? ”

"How could I possibly turn it into an idiot? Its body and soul have many secrets worth unearthing. Sylvia said lightly.

Marquis Goron relieved himself, turned to the arcane warrior and said, "Markle, you fought well...... You have a fractured bone in your left forearm, go to the back and see a priest for treatment. ”

The Kite Castle Arcane warriors bowed and retreated, and the Randall family guards stuffed the unconscious brute fighter into the iron cage, changed the lock, and carried it away along with the iron cage.

It is now the property of His Highness Randall.

Marquis Golon turned to Andre and asked, "First-class barbarian fighter?"

"Level 1. ”

"It's the most basic class of the barbarians?"

Andre pondered for a moment, and said with a smile: "It can't be said to be the most basic, the adult northern and southern barbarians are all warriors...... The Barbarian Kingdom now has a professional army, and the status of the first-class barbarian fighters in it is comparable to that of our elite soldiers. In addition, the ratio of barbarian ferocity is 200:1, and each ferocious barbarian is a brute fighter, with an average of one brute fighter for every 20 barbarians. ”

Marquis Goron nodded solemnly, "Ninety-four years ago, Old Duke Christopher lost unjustly. ”

Andrei said in a deep voice: "For the defeat of the Vanguard Fortress, our Christopher family has always been ashamed. ”

Although Markle is not the top arcane warrior in the Kite Castle, he also has the strength of a beginner apprentice knight. There are two reasons why he lost to the first-class brute fighter, one is that he does not understand the opponent's ability, and the other is that he follows the orders of the Marquis of Golon and does not have the determination to kill the opponent. If he uses a devastating spike, he will definitely be able to break through the Brute Fighter's defenses. However, Victor assessed the advantages and disadvantages of the two sides, and believed that the two sides met in a narrow way, and the probability of the death of the arcane warrior and the serious injury of the brute fighter was greater, followed by the death of the same party, and the probability of Markle wanting to win was the lowest.

However, the first-level brute fighters are against the elite soldiers, not the arcane warriors who have been trained at the cost of 3,000 gold soles! What about the ferocious brute fighters? What about the second-level brute fighters? What kind of abilities and strength do the third-level brute fighters have? Are there fourth-, fifth, or even sixth-level brute fighters?

In the face of these heavy problems, it seems not surprising that the Borui Kingdom was defeated by the barbarians ninety years ago.

However, the individual quality of soldiers cannot determine the victory or defeat of a war, at least the large army attaches more importance to comprehensive strength.

Victor smiled slightly: "Why don't you go to the living room of the villa and sit down, we still have many topics to discuss...... I am equally interested in the northern barbarians of the Southern Continent. ”