The sun was about to set, and the night in the wasteland was dangerous, and from time to time around the Little Rift Valley, groups of orcs who had gone out to forage for food could be seen returning to their homes.

Xia Zuo still didn't feel at ease that Mira was alone as bait, and as Mira and Xia Zuo approached, soon some orcs began to pay attention to the lone humans in this wasteland.

Soon a pair of roving orcs stopped not far away, and after carefully checking that there were no other figures around, they dutifully walked up and interrogated.

"Who are you?" the leading orc shouted in a slurred Campas voice from afar.

The leading orc was a competent leader, and it could be seen that he was still very careful, cautious and did not approach, with a stout build, covered in rusty and worn chain mail, carrying a large wooden mallet full of iron nail spikes, his flat face covered with dense scars, and a pair of cunning little eyes, looking around.

The other orcs were also stout, holding rusty broken swords in their hands, and some even simply carried the beast's thigh bone, and after cautiously approaching the distance of Mira twenty or thirty feet away, the orcs cautiously stopped, looking suspiciously at the sudden appearance of the human.

"Where are you from?" the orc leader cautiously looked around, and after making sure that there were no other people in the surrounding wilderness, he gradually grew bolder, and took a few steps forward, and asked fiercely.

However, although the mouth was asking, the eyes were greedily looking at Mira's delicate body wrapped in a beast skin cloak, and the greedy grin leaked jagged and coarse yellow teeth, the sticky tawny nose and saliva were mixed together, and the scarlet tongue moved from time to time, as if the stench emanating from the bones made Mira's little face pale and her stomach churned.

"Lord, I can't do it!" Mira subconsciously grabbed Natsuzo's arm and whispered in her mouth, and finally couldn't hold back anymore and bent down "Wow." spit it out.

Xia Zuo couldn't help but sigh faintly, but to be honest, he himself was choked by the smoke, and seeing that there were already a lot of cruising orcs around him who began to pay attention to them, he could almost start running!

Xia Zor pulled Mira with a panicked look on his face, and slowly retreated vigilantly.

Seeing the two humans retreating in fear and panic, the orc immediately became bolder, and the "quack" laughed strangely and formed an arc to surround the two.

"Catch them!" In the sneer of the half-orc warrior, the half-orc leader whistled with a large wooden mallet, and "heroically" took the lead, rushing towards the two thin and slender humans, and the heavy large wooden mallet in his hand smashed straight to Xia Zuo's head with a sharp sound of breaking wind.

"Ready to run!" Xia Zuo pushed Mira behind him, whispered in her ear, his right hand reached out like lightning, and the steel-like iron pincers accurately pinched the thick wrist of the half-orc, and twisted it, in the terrifying crisp sound of "click", blood splashed, and the thick arm of the half-orc leader was twisted down by Xia Zuo like a twist.

"Whew," the orc leader let out a bitter howl of pain, hugging the break in his shoulder and rolling on the ground.

The huge advantage in the number of "roars" and Mira's ** made the rest of the orc warriors not frightened by the wailing pioneers on the ground at all, but were even more stimulated by the blood to be ferocious and wild, howling and raising the weapons in their hands, and chasing after Xia Zuo and the two, and even the more intelligent half-orc warriors had begun to pick up the chain mail on the wailing leader and the weapons in his hands.

Xia Zuo and the two did not stop at all, the smell of blood and howls had already made the orc warriors around the rift quickly surround them, and even the half-orcs in the rift were running out in great strides, and the shadows of the half-orcs behind them were all green, there were four or five hundred people.

Although Mira had achieved remarkable results after a month of training, the difference between her and the strong orcs was still not small, and it didn't take long for the speed of the two to slow down.

Xia Zuo was helpless, grabbed Mira's belt, carried her to his shoulders, and deliberately controlled his speed, neither being caught up, nor making the orcs sigh.

Running with the horde of orcs to the spot they had prepared in advance, there were several huge weathered rocks that could be used as a basis for their battles, and where the weapons and grunts they had long been hiding.

If Xia Zuo was alone, naturally there would not be so many troublesome things, but since the purpose is to train Mira, then naturally Mila will be the main thing.

"I'm stopping them!" The encirclement gradually closed, and a fast-running orc intercepted Xia Zuo diagonally, dragging disgusting sticky snot and saliva, and reached out to grab Mira, who was flushed with a small face.

"Get out of here!" Xia Zuo shouted angrily, and flew up with a kick to kick the disgusting head directly, and at the same time, by the way, threw the corpse towards the crowd behind him.

The half-orcs who were howling and chasing were already red-eyed, and now no one could make them turn back, even if Xia Zuo showed a corner of his terrifying strength, it could only make the blood even more irritating their madness.

There was a sudden strange sound behind his ears, Xia Zuo subconsciously tilted his head, and the rusty flying axe swept past his ears, obviously which half-orc who couldn't wait, and threw out the weapons in his hand in a hurry.

As soon as he copied the spinning axe in his hand, Xia Zuo didn't need to look at it at all, and as soon as he threw it behind him, he heard the wail of the orcs and the sound of heavy objects falling to the ground behind him.

"Orc! orc!" A half-orc who saw the tail behind Xia Zuo shouted in shock, and the pursuing half-orcs couldn't help but be slightly stunned, and then howled even more excitedly.

The hatred between a lone Munk orc and a Munk tribe is as old as the Gravel Wasteland, and one by one the orcs immediately roared and chased after them as if they had been stimulated.

In order to effectively block the retreat of the orcs and prevent them from cowardly running back to the lair, Xia Zuo arranged the location of the battle in the direction of three or four miles away from the small rift.

He kept running under his feet, and at the same time kicked out from time to time, kicking the orcs who were close to him backwards and flying out.

"Are you ready?" asked Natsuzo, who finally ran to the huge weathered stone, putting Mira down.

"En" replied in a whispered with her head bowed, and at the same time, her body quickly took out her sharp spear from the corner of the weathered stone, and ripped off the cloak on her body, revealing the characteristic animal skin armor underneath.

Seeing Xia Zuo and the two of them in a desperate situation, the crazy half-orcs who were stimulated would not care about Mira's transformation at all, a thin human woman, even if she was wearing armor and holding a weapon, could not pose the slightest threat to the powerful half-orc warriors.

The half-orcs, who were carried away by greed and killing, did not notice that in the distance behind them, two terrifying beasts had quietly blocked their way home.

The leg of the flying kick slashed in front of him like lightning, and the accurate kick hit the throat of the leading orc, the sound of bones shattering crackled, and half of the half-orc's head was suddenly deformed, and then under Xia Zuo's powerful foot force, it burst like a falling watermelon, and the headless corpse that splashed the blood dripped, dripping in the air, turned to the crowd and swirled.

To be honest, the body of the half-orcs is definitely not weaker than that of the Munk tribe, plus most of them use huge heavy weapons, once they gather a sufficient number, the number of four or five hundred now, even ordinary orc tribes can hardly resist.

It's a pity that what they encountered was Xia Zuo, a humanoid beast, powerful and swift as lightning, even if he didn't use his fighting energy, Xia Zuo's fists and feet could always easily pass through the flawed attacks of the orcs, kick their heads, and shatter their internal organs.

The moves are swift, all of them are fatal to hit various vital parts of the human body, although the use of weapons to fight, there is no doubt that it is more lethal, but in terms of swords, Xia Zuo, who has not been trained for a long time, really has no talent, once tried, at a rapid speed, instead of increasing combat effectiveness, he almost injured himself.

Another half-orc who flew up was kicked out by Xia Zuo, and Xia Zuo broke his arm with a random kick, holding the twisted and deformed arm, and fell to the ground rolling and wailing, with a tall weathered rock behind him as a support, Xia Zuo could not worry about his back at all, and only needed to deal with the half-orcs in front of him.

Quickly and accurately reaching out his hands, Xia Zuo was about to tear off an arm holding a mace and a rusty sword, when a relatively intelligent and cunning orc, seeing the opportunity, suddenly struck, and the spear in his hand stabbed straight into Xia Zuo's left armpit and heart.

"Hmph" ripped off his two arms in a wail, and Xia Zuo, who flashed sideways, was about to pull out this half-orc who was secretly black, when he saw a stainless steel spear behind him, stabbing out quickly.

Deftly passed through the gap in the orc's defense, inserted into the orc's ear and throat, and the orc panicked to cover the stinky blood on his neck that was gushing outward like a spring, but after only a few breaths, it was soft to the ground, and twitched weakly.

Behind Xia Zuo, Mira, who had a pale face, gasped nervously and withdrew the spear stained with blood in her hand.

"Well done! Mira! On the battlefield, you must see the opportunity to kill the enemy in one move, and any soft-heartedness will bring danger to yourself! If you make your enemy fearful and afraid, then you will win half the battle!" he ripped off the head of a vicious orc who rushed up like a demonstration, and the blood gushed into the sky like a fountain.

Xia Zuo's praise made Mira, who had killed the enemy for the first time with her own hands, flush with excitement on her pale little face, and her stiff and numb hands holding the spear immediately became powerful again.