The gray sky, the scorching sun plundered the last trace of moisture of the earth, turned it into steam and rose into the sky, loess and gravel composed of the whole of the desolate Gobi, stretching to the horizon, without a trace of green.

On the hot, distorted horizon, three rows of gradual blurred black shadows slowly became clear.

Six people on the left and right sides are sturdy men, the team is followed by two bantam horses with big bags, a group of people or waist crotch long knife, or carrying a big sword, holding a spear, the strong muscles have long been sunburned into a reflective bronze, ** The upper body suit is old and yellowish brown light armor, and the waist is obliquely hung with a cowhide water bag.

The steps are neat and steady, and the formation is hidden between the walks, and they obviously have good strength and are well-trained.

Although they were all dusty, the eyes of the twelve people were full of excitement and excitement, and from time to time they turned their eyes to the figures in the middle row, escorted like goods.

It is not necessarily true to say that it is a human figure, there are twelve people in the middle of the group, all wearing heavy shackles and shackles, and the thick iron chains full of rust are the thickness of a person's wrist, connecting the twelve people into a row, and "clicking" with the heavy steps.

Although the face is human, it is rougher than ordinary people, the mouth is slightly convex, the thick black body hair is covered with steel-like solid muscles, and the ** body is only covered by rough animal skins around the lower body.

The scars on the sturdy body are intertwined, the old ones are mostly claw marks, and the new ones are mostly whip marks, and there are faint blood stains, and from time to time there are huge green-headed flies attracted by the smell of blood and "buzzing" around the wounds.

If that's the case, it's just a stronger human, but the furry slender monkey tail that sticks out from under the animal skin that covers the lower body obviously tells everyone that they have a different identity from humans.

"Captain, this time we sent twelve Munk orcs, and when we went to the slave market in Sarnia, each of them could buy at least a hundred gold coins, that is, 1,200 gold coins, 1,200 gold coins, Captain, I can't use so many gold coins if I sleep in Buffett's tavern for a year!"

The first one of the young blonde samurai shouted with excitement on his face, and when he spoke, he was impatiently excited, and his hands danced like a large monkey.

"Sleep for a year, little Phil, your little body has long been sucked dry by the girls in Buffett's tavern, hahaha" The people behind him immediately joked, causing a burst of laughter, obviously this harvest made them all in a good mood.

"Every time Old Barr's powerful Uncle Phil goes to Buffett's Tavern, he has to find ten best girls to accompany him"

The young samurai, known as Phil, looked embarrassed and then loudly defended.

"Ten?" An exaggerated shout came from the crowd, "I'm afraid that your small body can't even feed a girl, haha"

The crowd laughed, his face was full of dust, and the majestic head of the regiment finally had a smile, and when he saw that the young warrior's face was flushed, he smiled and said, "Don't tease Little Phil, I declare, after selling this batch of goods, everyone will rest for ten days, as long as you don't kill anyone, you can toss as you want in Sarnia"

"Commander, long live" everyone immediately cheered loudly.

"The god of Kampas will punish you despicable humans" roared with gritted teeth, and although the strong body wowed the chains, there was nothing to be done.

"Smack"

Amid the cheers of the crowd, especially after being called a cargo, a stout Munk orc who walked at the front, his face full of hatred had not yet finished roaring, and the whip sounded, immediately leaving a red blood mark on his rough face.

"Savage monkey, if you dare to talk more, the uncle will cut your tongue" The big man with the whip was obviously very resentful of the words that had ruined the atmosphere just now, so the whip was so heavy that half of the Munk orc's face immediately swollen.

The beaten Munk orc didn't say anything more, but just glared at the man viciously, and when the man saw him shut up, he couldn't help but smile smugly.

"Captain, you look like a person"

Phil, who was looking around in embarrassment, suddenly pointed to a blurry and distorted black shadow on the horizon on the left side of the crowd and shouted loudly.

"Phil go over and take a look, be careful with the rest of the defensive formation"

The head of the regiment frowned slightly, and cautiously instructed, this is a gravel wasteland, a place where even orcs are struggling to survive, how could someone be here for no reason.

With the words of the regiment leader, the people who were still laughing a moment ago immediately quieted, their faces were serious and neatly scattered, they drew their weapons, and surrounded the Munk orcs in a circle, carefully looking around.

"Yes," Phil agreed, and ran quickly towards the shadow, the young warrior apparently not taking the commander's orders to heart.

pain

The chaotic roaring head was like someone had given a blow to the back of the head.

"Hmm"

Xia Zuo let out a faint **, his heavy and numb body, no matter how hard he tried, he only trembled a few times with his tail fingers.

"Captain, come and see that it's a little monkey and it's not dead."

In the hazy shout of surprise, Xia Zuo's brain shook again and fainted.

"Really?"

The head of the regiment couldn't help but be happy, his thick legs stepped out, and his strong body was extremely fast, and a few flashes appeared beside Phil.

An emaciated body was lying on the ground, fifteen or sixteen years old, with strange short black hair, a bare upper body and a dry body, and a simple animal skin around his waist, if it weren't for the tail sticking out of the animal skin hanging weakly on the ground, this young man would not be the slightest different from a human at all.

"Advanced Orcs"

The head of the regiment couldn't help but exclaim, and it was difficult to hide the look of surprise in his eyes.

"Commander, we're really developed now"

Phil grinned almost behind his ears, it is known that the more pure-blooded orcs, the closer they are to humans, it is said that the Rhine of the Tempas orcs, the Tygo orcs, are almost indistinguishable from humans in appearance.

And in the slave market, the more pure-blooded orcs, the more willing those noble lords are to pay a high price to buy, and being able to have pure-blooded orcs as slaves is a symbol of status and status for those high-ranking lords.

So don't look at the young orc in front of you, but except for one tail, the rest does not have the slightest orc characteristics, just by virtue of this, when it comes to the slave market, it is more expensive than the other twelve munks combined.

Such a windfall from the sky for nothing, anyone will laugh like a flower.

"Barlao Bar, damn it, bring water and food"

Seeing that the chest of the young orc on the ground rose and fell slightly, and the intermittent breath seemed to disappear at any time, how could the head of the regiment let this windfall that was sent to his mouth be taken away by God again, and immediately shouted to the team not far away.

The guards did not see the situation here, but they could still hear the anxious roar of the regimental commander, and the rest of the people continued to guard, while the stout man who had beaten the orcs before hurriedly took two stubby legs and quickly ran towards the two.

"God is on the last high orc"

Barr, who was inexplicably shouted by the regiment commander, couldn't help but gasp as soon as he walked to the two of them.

After many years of mercenary career, where is the regiment commander to explain at this time, looking at the more than 1,000 gold coins that are about to be taken away by God, he completely threw out the dirty and savage of the orcs, hurriedly pulled out the cowhide water bag, and poured it into the mouth of the young orc on the ground without any mind.

Half a bag of underwater belly, the breath of the young orc slowly stabilized, and the three mercenaries who held their breath and stared at each other with a sigh of surprise.

"Phil, go get the shackles. ”

The majesty on the head of the regiment was completely replaced by a smile after picking up thousands of gold coins in vain, and after the young orc's breath stabilized, this smile became significantly brighter, and he commanded the young man beside him kindly.

"Okay"

Phil said yes, opened his legs and ran back, without the slightest hint of distress.

"Wait a minute"

The head of the regiment suddenly stopped him in a hurry, looked at the emaciated little orc on the ground, and then said, "Let's take a bundle of rope."

Don't look at it as just a pair of shackles, the whole body is made of fine iron, and it weighs more than two hundred catties, even ordinary horses are a little laborious to get up, otherwise those strong Munk orcs can be so honest.

With the thin appearance of the little orc in front of him, with the shackles, he was afraid that he would be summoned to heaven by their Kampas God of War in less than one day, and he didn't want the gold coins sent in front of him to fly away like this.

"Hey, don't worry, head of the group"

Phil, who was in a surging mood and trotting, had already run back into the queue again by the time the words fell, and that unbearable smile made everyone on the remaining guards look puzzled.

"Oh my God, the high-level orcs"

"Developed, developed, developed"

But soon they understood the reason, and when Old Barr returned with the young orc, the solemn protection team was in an uproar.

A pair of greedy eyes looking at the orc boy were like staring at a large pile of moving gold coins.

Although the orcs were driven to the Campas Plateau by humans, the powerful Orc Tempus Empire was still not something that humans could enter at will, especially their mercenary group that captured orcs as slaves and sold them would be brutally encircled and suppressed.

The mercenary group they belong to is not very powerful, so they can only operate in the desolate gravel wasteland between the Campas Plateau and the border city of Sarnia, capturing scattered orcs and selling them to make a living.

Just like this time, being able to capture twelve Munk orcs was already a huge gain, but I didn't expect to meet a high-level orc here that can only appear in the hinterland of the Campas Plateau.

Even some of the mercenary groups began to murmur prayers to God and thank God for his gifts, and the reverent appearance was more pious than the priests in the temple.

"Despicable human, what are you going to do to this poor child"

The appearance of the orc boy also caused a riot among the twelve orcs, especially after confirming that the other party was their own kindred, and they immediately struggled even more violently.

First, it is just because this is just a child, and secondly, the purer the bloodline, the more powerful the potential, how can they allow a future orc powerhouse to fall into the hands of despicable humans.

It's just that they are locked in iron locks, but their struggles at this time seem weak, and the roar of anger is only a heavy whiplash.

A group of mercenaries whipped one after another, and even the tough Kampas warriors were bloodily suppressed under the whip marks.

The head of the regiment sneered and waited until the orcs were quiet, and then said, "Old Barr, this little thing is handed over to you, you take good care of it for me"

"Don't worry, Captain, I will take care of this little baby," a thousand gold coins were at stake, and Old Barr immediately patted his chest and reassured.

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