"Ahh The orc warrior Ika walked out of the room carrying a human head. Ika, a warrior of the Brute Bear Clan, had been in the imperial capital for three days with his army, but his squad had only advanced 2 kilometers in those three days.

There are several reasons for this situation, one is that the capital of mankind is too big, with a permanent population of 1 million in normal times, and the streets are extended in all directions and are extremely prosperous, which makes the orcs dazzled. Another reason is the sniping of the human army, a large number of human warriors from the house, the eaves and even from the sewers, suddenly launched an attack on the orc army.

This is how the captain of Ika's squad was killed, and there were less than 10 of the 30 fighters in Ika's squad after 3 days of marching. However, Ika's casualties also cost the human defenders a huge amount, so to speak, for every orc warrior killed in battle, the human defenders had to pay more than 20 casualties. At first, Ika and his comrades happily cut off the heads of the human defenders and tied them to their waists as trophies, but the further they marched into the center of the city, the greater the resistance they encountered, and not only did the human defenders increase, but the will to fight became more and more tenacious.

In Ika's opinion, the humans they met at the beginning of entering the city were ordinary civilians, many of them even held wooden sticks in their hands, and Ika looked at those wooden sticks as much like the legs of the chair that had just been removed from the chair.

But now, for a full 4 hours, Ika and they have only advanced half a street, and every time they go further, they will encounter human resistance, although the vast majority of humans are sent to death in vain, but after playing the tactics of crowds, the orcs still suffer a lot of losses.

"Damn green-skinned bastards, die!" a childish voice sounded, accompanied by a wooden stick that struck Ika right on the head. If the war had begun, Ika would have easily avoided it, but during these three days, he and his comrades did not get any rest at all, and even a bite of food would have been harassed by human warriors many times.

Exhausted, Ika was furious at the blow, and he saw that the human who had lost him was just a teenager, and he dared to provoke the orc warriors. Enraged, Ika picked up his tomahawk and strode towards the human child, who wanted to prove his bravery with his blood.

The human child seemed to be so frightened that he didn't run away at all, just stood there dumbfounded. When Ika was about to approach him, the child turned and fled into the house behind him. Ica only thought about killing the human child with an axe, and without thinking too much, she rushed into the house directly after the child.

After Ika walked into the house, because the light outside was strong and the room was relatively dark, there was inevitably a brief pitch black in front of his eyes, but Ika also took the human child to heart, but vaguely saw a thin black shadow running towards the stairs, and then there was the sound of trampling on the wooden stairs, as if the human child ran upstairs.

Ika strode towards the stairs, but he had only taken a few steps when suddenly something rolled up from the ground and wrapped his body in a clump of flesh. Ica was shocked, and he immediately dodged to the side, but the area covered by the large mass was really not small, and although Ika reacted quickly, he still couldn't escape the fate of being wrapped inside.

By this time, Ika's eyes had adjusted to the light in the room, and he struggled hard, and found that what was wrapped in it was a net-like thing, which was large and had many small holes in it, through which his fingers could easily pass through. Ika immediately recognized this thing as a fishing net, and there were several lakes in the North Talon grassland, but there were orcs who used harpoons and fishing nets to catch them, but it was the first time Ika had seen such a large and sturdy one.

Ika, of course, didn't sit still, he stretched his hands outwards and grabbed the net as hard as he could, hoping to pull the thing out of the way, but the net tightened and tightened, and Ika's body began to slowly hang up with the net.

"Hard!" cried out a few young voices, and Ika followed the sound in the fishing nets to see that in the corners of the room, five or six teenage children, led by several adult men, were desperately pulling the ropes backwards, and the ropes were driving the nets to hang themselves.

Ika scolded loudly, but he spoke orc language, not the lingua franca of humans, how could humans understand, but they tightened the ropes more desperately. Seeing that he couldn't get out of his current predicament, Ika shouted loudly, hoping to attract his companions to help.

Outside, however, there was a scream of an orc, and one of Ika's companions shouted, "Damn humans, damn traps, my feet." Intense pain was evident in his voice, and then abruptly stopped. Ika was a little flustered, knowing that most of his companion had already been killed.

At the same time, the humans had lifted Ika high, and the children had removed the legs of their chairs and threw them at her, hitting Ika in the air. The children's strength certainly couldn't have hurt Ika too much, but he cursed viciously, and then jerked his arm as hard as he could, hoping to free his right hand with the axe from the winding nets and cut the rope to get out of trouble.

The humans moved faster than Ika, and an adult man approached with two bags made of animal entrails, and then spilled the contents of the bags on Ika's body. Another adult man approached with a torch, an act that made Ika aware of his impending fate, and he let out a series of roars, hoping to scare the other person. The human man walked under Ika and stopped, and the human children removed the legs of their chairs, dipped the ground in the oil that the adult man had spilled, and then leaned into the adult man's torch, and soon six new torches were burning.

"Burn him!" a human child's eyes lit up with hatred, and he threw the burning leg of the chair in his hand at Ika, but he used too much force, and the leg of the chair smashed flat on Ika, and then bounced away, not even on fire. The other human children followed suit and threw out their flaming chair legs, and three of them slammed into Ika's oil-stained body, causing the fire to burst into flames.

"Ah~" Ika let out a violent scream, he burst out with unprecedented strength, grabbed the fishing net rope in front of him with both hands, and pulled with all his might. The fishing net was stained with fire oil and burned very vigorously, and Ika pulled it so hard that it suddenly tore a big hole in the fishing net that had not become very strong because of the burning, and Ika was eager to win, and immediately rushed out of this hole and fell to the ground.

"Burn you, burn you!" a human child clapped his hands and shouted loudly beside Ika, who was still cheering in place before he realized the danger when Ika fell out of the net, and Ika was so fierce that he jumped up from the ground and threw himself at the child in a humanoid flame.

At this moment of crisis, the man who threw out the oil rushed up without hesitation and kicked the human child away, but the man was grabbed by Ika, and then the two of them twisted and fell to the ground together.

"Hurry up and save people!" The children next to him were all frightened, only the other adult man reacted quickly, shouting for the children to find a water source. But at this moment, the human man who was being hugged by Ika stopped their actions in a loud voice: "No, you put out the fire, and no one can stop this orc." ”

"But"

"I'll leave it to you, children" The man's voice grew quieter and quieter as he was clung to the ground by Ika. Ika and the human man were engulfed in the scorching flames, gradually dissolving into one.

The children cried loudly, and the rescued child fell to his knees, full of remorse. In fact, these two men didn't know this group of children before, and the parents of these children bravely held weapons to resist the attack of the orcs, and they may have been killed, and these two adults just met them by chance, so they did not hesitate to stay and take care of them.

"Children, let's go!" the surviving man pulled the boy up from his knees and said in a heavy tone, "Let's go to a safe place." ”

With that, the man picked up the youngest of the children, and then strode towards the door with the kneeling man in his arms, and the other children bowed to the flames that were still burning on the ground, and followed.

As soon as the human man walked out of the door, he suddenly heard the sound of breaking the air, and he just wanted to speak, when he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his chest, and the man looked down and found that a sharp spear had entered the boy he was holding in his arms. The man knew that the spear was very lethal at a short distance, and could often penetrate one person's body and injure another, so he didn't think about his injury at all, but touched his back with his hand, hoping that the child behind him would be safe.

"Uncle, I'm in so much pain. The child on his back whispered in the adult man's ear. The voice was not loud, as if a thunderclap had exploded in the ears of the adult man, and he now understood what the consequences of the spear had been, and he grew his mouth, hoping to warn the children in the house to flee quickly, but his whole body was limp and no longer under his control.

"Poof!" the adult man knelt on the ground, and then slowly fell to the ground, blood slowly flowing down the steps of the house.

Two orc warriors walked over and kicked the human man away, then saw the children behind him, as well as their companions lying on the ground still burning. The two orcs roared, picked up their axes and rushed in, how could those human children be able to withstand the attack of the strong orcs, and soon there was no more complete human in the room.