"Sanluth, you don't want to die, when will you run out!"

The middle-aged woman with a thick waist looked at her husband who was slowly walking back from a distance, and the anger on her face completely exploded with a hint of terror, and her voice could almost be transmitted to someone else's house three or four hundred yards away. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Wearing a white-gray linen coat washed down, the middle-aged man glanced at the woman not far away, pulled the reins behind him, and a mule followed slowly, behind the mule was a simple four-wheeled cart, all of which were freshly dug potatoes, each with a lot of new mud, and the whole four-wheeled cart was stuffed to the brim.

"Losers, if these potatoes are too late, they won't rot in the ground?"

Scolding and scolding, the middle-aged man continued to lead the mule and pulled the car slowly to his yard, saying that it was a yard, but a small vegetable garden surrounded by a simple fence, and his mother-in-law would also grow something on weekdays to subsidize the daily food of the whole family.

"The elders of the village have said it! Try to go out as little as possible, haven't you heard that those man-eating green-skinned beasts have escaped from the concentration camp, the east side..."

While chattering, the middle-aged woman consciously helped her man to start unloading the potatoes from the car, and behind him, the eldest son of the two had already come over smartly with a few big bags, but the half-grown boy was followed by two younger sisters and a younger brother.

"All right, Sam, you go in with your brother and sister! Oh no, bring old Jack back!"

After taking the bag, the middle-aged woman touched her son's head, and while loading the potatoes, she urged the sons and daughters behind her to hurry back to the house, as for Old Jack, it was the mule that pulled the cart, it was the only livestock in the whole family, and it was almost always treated as a family member, and it originally had its own mule pen, but now the situation is dangerous, and it is safer to bring it into the house.

Seeing the eldest son sensibly leading the mule into the room with his younger siblings, the middle-aged woman breathed a sigh of relief, and then began to concentrate on the work at hand, while Shanlus on the side lit a dry tobacco, leaned on the cart and smoked, digging out the potatoes in this field, it took him almost a morning, even the most experienced farmer in the whole village, he had to be tired and exhausted, not to mention, the years are not forgiving, he is already in his early forties, and the human beings of this age are not small, if he got married late, he would have become a grandfather a long time ago。

Looking up at Shanlusi, who was smoking dry cigarettes, the middle-aged woman didn't say anything, and the tacit understanding of getting along for many years also found that his man was actually very tired, otherwise he wouldn't smoke for no reason, so he just tidied up the potatoes vigorously, and in such a speechless way, the sun began to slowly set towards the west.

"Little Susan..."

"Huh?"

Suddenly, hearing her man call herself by a nickname that she hadn't shouted for a long time, the middle-aged woman looked up at the other party slightly, and found that Shanlus had stood up and looked outside with her back against her. Frowning and standing up, the middle-aged woman wanted to stand up, but as soon as she lifted her breath, she was pressed down by the man in front of her.

"What are you doing!"

Knowing that her man had a lot of strength, she didn't resist, so the middle-aged woman who was pressed to the ground screamed angrily.

"Little Susan, if I'm gone, take little Sam and them to Nanhai Town to find my brother, remember to take the money at the bedside, it will be useful!"

The anger turned into terror in an instant, and the middle-aged woman realized that the long-handled hoe in her man's hand was holding her hand and even trembling slightly, and through the gap, a blurred green figure began to appear on the edge of the forest not far away.

"Don't go yet, are you going to die here together?"

Pushing the mother-in-law behind him, Shanlusi's back straightened a little, and the hoe held in both hands also put on a similar posture, and in an instant, the farmer who was full of earthy smell actually leaked a trace of a fierce warrior's appearance, and behind Shanlus, her lips trembled, and the middle-aged woman hid in the back of her husband, slowly crawled into the door of her house, looked back at Shanlus's back, gritted her teeth and rushed in...

A crawling and dodging orc charge, Shanlus raised the hoe in his hand with his backhand and smashed the head of the orc warrior who was a little unbalanced because he rushed too hard, looking at the white and red sticky matter on the ground, this ordinary farmer in the eyes of everyone actually showed a hideous smile, turned to look at the three orcs who came up and showed a little frightened expression, and the middle-aged man grinned.

"You beasts, you are much more useless than you were more than twenty years ago!"

"Oh, I didn't expect to be able to meet the elite warriors of the year in such an ordinary human village!"

As if in response to Shanlus's words, an orc warrior who was much stronger than the three orcs around him slowly walked out of the small forest, dressed in pitch-black hardcover armor, Shanlus saw at a glance that it was actually Tarenmere's standing guard standard armor, and his face suddenly froze, Tarenmere, the core city that radiates the entire North Silbride, fell so silently, so their villages close to Talenmere were abandoned...

Seeing the elite orc warrior come over in a few big steps, the sadness on Shanlus's face flashed, and only a trace of coldness was left in his eyes, and the middle-aged man suddenly grinned and said in a low voice, It turned out to be barely fluent orc language!

"Green-skinned pigs! I didn't expect that after nearly twenty years, I could still look at such an elite green-skinned pig!"

"Hmph! White-skinned dog! It seems that I really let me meet the elite white-skinned dog of the year!"

Slowly pulling out the hideous two-handed axe, the orc warrior waved his hand to let the three orc miscellaneous soldiers retreat aside, and after hearing the orc words of the middle-aged human opposite, a trace of cyan flashed on his face, and he also grinned and showed his uneven fangs, and said with a sneer.

That's right, just twenty years ago, as the front line of the human alliance and the orc torrent, it almost became a terrifying flesh mill, and there were too many human and orc bones buried in this land, so that later, in addition to legion-level battles, sporadic field encounters with warriors, the warriors on both sides would already use each other's language to scare each other first.

Therefore, a sentence of green-skinned pig immediately made the orc warrior recognize the identity of the human on the other side, and replied in human language with habitual use, although he has been wandering in the northern continent for more than ten years, he has already learned the lingua franca of human beings, and the human in front of him may only have that orc language.

"Third Legion of the Alliance, Fourth Brigade, Third Private of the Fifth Squad, Shanlus!"

Raising his hoe with both hands, Sanluz made a warrior salute with jerky movements, indicating his rank twenty years ago.

"Horde, Blackstone Legion, Brooks, Shiga, Sarufar!"

Holding the axe in both hands, after the orc warrior also said his name, a terrifying anger like a flame erupted from his body, and the three orc miscellaneous soldiers around him were blown back more than a dozen steps before he stabilized his body, and the human warrior Shanlus, who resisted head-on, had a rare trace of anger on his body, attached to the double-wielding hoe, and the terrifying coercion exerted by the orcs on the opposite side of the difficult resistant.

Even though twenty years have passed, he has been a farmer for twenty years, but the deep memory of that year immediately told Shanlus how terrifying the orc warrior in front of him was, this level of anger, he can only see it on the battlefield at the legion level, those high-level and even legendary orc warriors who are unparalleled among countless human warriors, and glanced at the room behind him with affection, and then saw the black shadow that had gone away on the back door path, Shanlus breathed a sigh of relief, turned his head and shouted, and the pitiful anger of the little briefly emitted a bright light, and blessed the hoe in front of him into a glowing temporary weapon, the human warrior launched a death attack on the terrifying orc warrior in front of him.

"For the Alliance!"

“lok-tarogar！”

... (To be continued.) )