While the orc prince was observing Liang Ke, Liang Ke was also observing the young commander. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoThis is a guy who makes all men jealous, Liang Ke dares to conclude that the emotion in his heart now is the "jealousy" that only resentful women should have. The orc in front of him was tall and burly, with broad shoulders and thick chest, round waist and straight legs, and his figure was as standard as the artist's statue. The most infuriating thing is the face, the forehead is full and broad, the thick eyebrows are like pruned grass, neat and thick, obliquely connected to the sideburns, a pair of bright eyes are shining, the bridge of the nose is high and straight, the wings of the nose are thick and wide, the lips are sharp and angular, and the jaw line is clear. This kind of appearance is simply a "curse" among men, Liang Ke is sure that if he stood with others, Joanna and Ramboer probably would not choose him.

"What kind of third prince 'York' are you?" Liang Ke forced his jealousy and squeezed a question out of his nose.

"Yes, I'm York. Aren't you here for me?" replied the third prince, York, calmly, with no trepidation on his face.

The Prince of York's composure made Liang Ke frown, and he pointed to the wooden chair beside York with his chin and motioned for him to sit down. York shook his head with a wry smile and sat down in his chair in obedience.

Liang Ke felt very uncomfortable with the young orc's unfazed situation, as if it was not York who had a knife against his heart, but himself. He grinned, trying to look more vicious, gritted his teeth and asked, "You don't seem to be scared at all." ”

"Hahaha, there's no need to be afraid, since you didn't plunge this thin knife into my heart, then you certainly didn't come to assassinate me. So since you don't want to kill me, what do I need to be afraid of?" The third prince, York, stared into Liang Ke's eyes with a sharp gaze, as if he had seen through all his thoughts.

Liang Ke's heart was on fire when he heard this slightly disdainful words, and he suddenly sent the military thorn in his hand forward, and the sharp tip of the knife pierced York's cotton robe, piercing a small hole in his perfect skin, and blood slowly flowed out along the grooves of the blade. When he saw York's handsome cheeks twitching slightly, he pulled out the tip of the knife with satisfaction, and then stared at the eyes of the third prince Yorke and said slowly: "I don't need you to be afraid, but you have to understand that now that the knife is in my hand, it is not good for you to provoke Lao Tzu." ”

The Prince of York pressed his hand against the still bleeding wound, shook his head slightly, and sighed slightly.

"Well, well, I should be afraid. Brave human, can you now let me know whose captivity, York? ”

Liang Ke was very impressed by York's intellectual performance, hooked the corners of his mouth, approached his face and said, "Tell you, remember." My name is Ah ...... Pull...... Gong!"

"Oh, brave Monsieur Aragon, I truly admire your courage and courage as you first human dared to infiltrate the imperial army alone in recorded history. But how are you going to leave now?"

"Hahaha!" Lao Liang laughed and said, "Of course I need the Prince of York to give me a ride." ”

"Oh, are you going to take me out of the barracks? Hehe! This would have been a good idea, but you must not know that my dear Uncle Wolf would probably prefer to let me die here, and if you just hold me hostage out of the big tent, it is estimated that we will all be full of feather arrows in the next moment, so I advise you to dispel this idea. It seemed that York had far more recovery ability than ordinary people, and after a moment, his wound was no longer bleeding, and he fiddled with his slender fingers and said lightly.

"Put your hands behind you, and even then, I promise, you'll die before me. Liang Kebian observed the words and actions of the Prince of York, hoping to analyze his true thoughts.

"Okay! Prince York put his hands behind his back and looked at Liang Ke quietly. Liang Ke did not ask about the relationship between Prince York and King Wolf again, because he knew that continuing to ask would only shake his confidence, and now that Prince York was the only card in his hand, he could not give up this card anyway, although he felt from York's expression that what he said might be true.

From the sound outside, Liang Ke could hear that this military tent had been surrounded into an iron bucket, and even if he gave birth to a pair of wings now, it would be impossible for him to fly out of this military camp. He pulled a piece of beef tendon from his waist and tied the Prince of York's hands tightly, and then thought about the way out in his mind. If what the Prince of York said is true, then it is likely that King Wolf took advantage of the fact that the prince was captured but could not play a strategic purpose, and led his troops into the tent, and there was no movement at the moment, it is possible that he was delayed by something, and if so, there should not be much time left for him, and he must solve this crisis immediately.

"Your Royal Highness the Prince, who in this military camp doesn't want you to die the least?" After a short period of thought, Liang Ke quickly found a solution to the problem, since he was isolated, he could only rely on the cards in his hand to find a strong reinforcement.

"My personal guard battalion, of course. Oh, wise sir, it seems that you are not a reckless lone hero. York instantly understood Liang Ke's intentions, and there was an expression on his face that didn't know whether to be disappointed or appreciative.

"In addition to the commander of your personal guard battalion, who else is your descendant, call in together. Don't play tricks on me, you should understand that your life and mine are tied to each other now. Liang Ke lifted the tall York from his chair and pushed him to the tent door, allowing the Prince of York to shout outside. York was surprisingly cooperative, he shouted a few names outside the tent, and then was escorted back by Lao Liang and sat back in his chair.

After a while, several generals squeezed in from the crowd, and His Royal Highness York's henchmen surrounded Liang Ke in the tent with a sword, while Liang Ke hid behind the Prince of York, stabbing him to death in the temple of the Prince of York.

"Let go of His Royal Highness the Third Prince. ”

"Let him go, you despicable human. ”

When the generals saw that Liang Ke had injured the Prince of York, they were extremely angry in their hearts, and they shouted loudly and were about to rush to rescue the Prince of York.

Liang Ke's hand tightened, and the tendon was deeply strangled into the wrist of the Prince of York, which made York grin, and hurriedly stopped his reckless man.

"Don't move, this gentleman has no ill intentions, he just wants me to help him leave. ”

Several generals saw that the powerful Royal Highness York had been completely restrained by Liang Ke, for fear of accidentally injuring His Royal Highness the Prince, where would they dare to act rashly, so they could only surround Liang Ke and prevent him from leaving.

"Your Royal Highness is right, if you want him to live, you must ensure that me, and your dear Highness York, leave safely. I think you should know what it means to call a few of you in, and now you take your Highness's military order, go out and gather your subordinates, and ...... for us No, establish a safe passage for the safe departure of His Royal Highness the Prince. I warn you in advance that if a feathered arrow is shot at me, I will pierce a hole in the face of your handsome Highness, so go and get busy now!"

Several generals trembled with anger, this despicable human seemed to regard himself as the commander of the orc army, and actually gave orders to these high-ranking generals. His Royal Highness York nodded to several of his cronies and generals, signaling them to do as Liang Ke instructed, and the generals reluctantly walked out of the military tent and arranged for His Highness's defense.

The efficiency of the orcs is indeed much higher than expected, and as soon as the dawn of winter has passed over the mountains of the Fallen God Mountains, the captain of His Royal Highness York's personal guard has come to return to his life. York's descendants had already taken control of the passage out of the camp, and Wolf had gone to the camp of the wolf cavalry south of the city last night to arrange defense, and at this moment had received the news that His Royal Highness York had been kidnapped, and was on his way back. Time was pressing, without further ado, Liang Ke escorted the Prince of York out of the military tent, and before stepping into the heavily surrounded barracks, Liang Ke let the tired demon dragon perform a "big fear technique", solemnly warning York that he also has the identity of a high-level spiritual mage, the scope of this fear technique is extremely wide, and York and those guards who are about to move are much more honest.

Liang Ke tried his best to make himself look calm, but his heart was very anxious, from the faces of the officers on both sides who restrained the soldiers back and forth, Liang Ke could feel their uneasiness, this uneasiness did not come from his threat to York, but other reasons, the only explanation was that Wolf should be almost there, Liang Ke pushed the Prince of York to speed up his pace, and from time to time he let out a low roar, intimidating the soldiers around him not to approach. York seemed to be more worried about his situation, and cooperated very much with Liang Ke's coercion, and finally trotted up with Liang Ke.

The old crow that got up early to forage for food "quack" screamed and landed on the majestic gate, and the arrow towers on both sides were full of orc warriors with strong bows, those huge bows and crossbows had been drawn into a full moon, and the sharp arrow clusters emitted a cold glow under the reflection of the morning light, and the tight bowstring rubbed against the sharp horns of the back of the bow, making a tooth-aching "squeak" sound. Liang Ke subconsciously narrowed his eyes and stared at the fingers of those orc crossbowmen, for fear that someone would loosen the string inadvertently, he knew that once this tranquility was broken, what awaited him would be a catastrophe.