"Hurry up, you brutes. ”

A group of orcs walked through the muddy streets in the pouring rain, and passers-by avoided them. The human guards whipped these orcs with leather whips, and the wounded orcs immediately let out a roar of pain, but they had no way to resist, their hands and feet were bound by heavy iron chains, and even their movements were very inconvenient, and more than a dozen orcs were tied by a heavy large iron chain, strung in a row.

"Damn humanity, we should have exterminated them all in the first place, and now it's not their turn to sow wild on our heads. ”

Several orc captives whispered in the ranks, speaking orcs that humans could not understand at all.

"I think so, ten years ago, after Bloodroar died, Abdul-Jabbar should have led us to wipe out all the remaining humans. ”

A former orc warrior said.

"But I heard that there weren't many warriors left in our tribe at that time. ”

Another orc farmer who walked behind said that the young orc farmer had not experienced the war, but had only heard about it from his father.

"Also, at that time, most of our warriors died in the City of the Dead. ”

The orc warrior said, a trace of unwillingness and helplessness flashed in his eyes.

"What are you guys talking about? Do you know how to speak human language?"

The whispers of several orcs caught the attention of the human guards, who rushed to the center of the group and reprimanded them in a very arrogant tone.

"Roar. ”

The former warrior roared at the arrogant human guard, and the beastly roar immediately caused the human guard to instinctively take a few steps back, but soon, the raindrops of whipping fell on the daring orc warrior. No matter how brilliant their achievements were, now, they are only captives of humanity, hard labor. Strong, combat-savvy orcs will be sent to the arena to entertain human nobles and commoners. Orcs who can't fight, on the other hand, are sent to mines or construction sites. Become a coolie for humanity.

......

A castle-like gladiator academy.

"Those who can fight stand on the red line, and those who can't fight stand on the blue line. ”

Half an hour later, Jabbar and the group of orcs walked into the Graeme Gladiator School, and the human mercenary captain standing in front of the orcs shouted. But none of the orcs heeded his voice. The heavy rain was still majestic, enveloping the entire gladiator academy in smoke and rain.

"I repeat, stand on the red line that will fight. ”

Seeing that the orc captives were still hard, the human mercenary captain walked through the orc team with a short stick and struck the first orc's shin bone, causing the orc farmer to fall to the ground with a terrible pain, and a scream hovered over Graeme Academy.

But the brutal beating did not make the remaining orcs succumb, and all the orcs still stood in place, silently glaring at the thief-eyed mercenary captain.

“**。 ”

Another violent blow with a stick, this time on Jabbar's head, a thick burst of blood oozing from the corner of his eye. Even when he opened his right eye, there was already a burst of blood red in front of him.

Enduring the pain, Jabbar stood up from the ground, still looking coldly at the human in front of him. Sadly, he was a human in his previous life, but he was beaten by humans in this life, and the scene in front of him reminded Abdul-Jabbar of ancient human society, which was as barbaric, violent, and abusing slaves as it was at this time, but now Abdul-Jabbar himself tasted what it was like to be a slave, and now, the word human seems to be getting farther and farther away from him......

"Fuck your uncle. ”

Abdul-Jabbar, who stood up again, taunted the mercenary captain in front of him. It's just in the orc language, and the human mercenary in front of him can't understand it, but judging from the ridicule of the orcs beside him, the mercenary captain knows that he was being ridiculed by the orcs in front of him. So in the next second, a barrage of sticks smashed into Jabbar's head and face again.

"Enough. ”

After about five seconds of beating, Olos spoke. As the master of this gladiator academy, Olos knew very well that the purpose of his capture of these orcs was to let them earn money for him. And at the moment, this orc that the mercenary captain is angry with is undoubtedly the most valuable of these orcs. He single-handedly killed seven or eight human mercenaries, and with such strength, there is no doubt that he was also a good gladiator. So Olos just wanted the mercenary captain to teach the current orc a lesson, and he didn't really mean to maim him.

"What's your name?"

Bloodied from the beating, Jabbar struggled to get up from the ground. Faced with a human slave owner who was a whole head shorter than himself.

The slave owner, Olos, stared into Abdul-Jabbar's eyes, as if trying to find out what made this orc unique. But he didn't find it, and Jabbar was similar to a normal orc in other places, except for a little stronger body. Olos asked Abdul-Jabbar calmly.

"Sarah. ”

The words that came from Abdul-Jabbar's mouth did not surprise those present, including Oros. What the hell is Sarah? Nobody knows, and no one cares. In short, he is not a famous person. All they know is that among the orcs there is a god of war named Jabbar. But this is also Jabbar's intention, if the human in front of him knows that he is Abdul-Jabbar, then this information will soon reach Hradi, and what awaits him at that time is the fate of beheading, and these orcs next to him are now captives, and they can't help themselves, and they can't help themselves. As for why he named Sarah, Jabbar wanted to commemorate his brother who died in the First World War, Aishara.

"Sarah, Sarah, that's a good name. ”

As he spoke, Olos approached Abdul-Jabbar, whose face was covered in blood, and at a distance from which the human slave owner could clearly see the muscles on Abdul-Jabbar's body and the fangs on his mouth.

"The hosts. ”

The mercenary captain is a little nervous, although these orcs are now chained, but when will they break out, no one knows, if Oros is bitten by the orc in front of him, the mercenary captain will not be paid for a whole year.

"Sarah, I know what you are capable of, and you know my intentions, fight hard, and in the end you will get what you want - freedom and wealth. ”

Ignoring the mercenary captain's concerns, Olos continued to approach the orc in front of him. The cunning eyes of the human nobles were glued to Abdul-Jabbar, who was tied up. For a moment, Abdul-Jabbar felt that this race was so far away from him, and when a seemingly elegant person stood in front of you, you didn't know what he might do the next moment, and the human heart could not be seen. Freedom: A man takes you and asks you to fight for him, and in the end he rewards you with your freedom. How ridiculous this is when you think about it. What's more, the human heart is sinister, and when the orcs really defeat all their opponents, it is still unknown whether the human lord will release him.