The prelude ended quickly, and the orcs in the camp, busy chasing the wolves, did not notice the anomaly here.

Where is Xia Zuo's terrifying power that the half-orcs can resist, although they are bare-handed, but when the more than seventy guards are cleaned up, the most half-orcs who died in Xia Zuo's hands are the most.

In the clearing, one by one Munk orcs were tied together like animals, their hands and feet were tied together, and their mouths were stuffed with tattered and pitch-black animal skins, and they were looking at Xia Zuo and others who suddenly appeared like ghosts in surprise.

There were a full number of one hundred and fifty or sixty, and most of them were old and young, women and children, and there was not a single Munk orc warrior in the prime of life like Bigu and them.

The people of Campas had nothing but heroic deaths and humiliating surrenders.

"You are from the Uzi tribe, why are you here?" Bigu, who was busy rescuing his tribesmen, suddenly recognized the extra orcs and exclaimed.

"That's right, valorous brother, these damned orcs have attacked our village and destroyed our homes, my poor children these filthy robbers" a bloodied, gray-haired old orc growled in low teeth.

With the roar of his life, the Munk orcs around him, who had also witnessed the tragic death of their relatives and even reduced to food, whether they were old or young, women and children, all had red eyes and low roars.

"Boss, what are we going to do?" Biko, who was also red-eyed, watched Xia Zuo wait for orders, his angry eyes full of excitement.

According to Xia Zuo's previous plan, after creating chaos and rescuing his clansmen, he had to quickly leave while the chaos was being made, but now looking at the pair of angry red eyes in front of him, a crazy idea came to his mind.

"Men of Kampas, are you afraid of battle?" Ignoring the cries of the orcs Ula Ulla who had noticed the anomaly, Natsuzo swept across his face and roared.

"Heroic Campas, they're all made to fight!" said Tara smeared in orc blood, the first to slap her chest and roar.

"Then take up arms and follow me to avenge your loved ones," Xia Zuo roared in the sky.

"Roar" rage rushed into the brain, and the angry Munk orc, roaring and pounding his chest.

The primitive roar of anger converged into the most majestic war song, and Munch was picked up by the people with the nearest weapon, although there were more than a hundred people behind, but under the leadership of Xia Zuo, they fearlessly rushed towards the more than five hundred half-orcs who rushed back.

The two streams of people collided together to perform the most brutal ode to iron and blood.

The Munk orcs stormed the crowded ranks of orcs, scimitar spears took away a filthy life with every fly, and every time the chains were smashed, they shattered an ugly face.

"Kill" Xia Zuo's eyes were slightly red, the Saiyan's belligerent blood was completely boiling in this one, and in front of the strength that he had raised again after waking up, the half-orcs couldn't resist at all, and the half-orc's sternum collapsed with every punch, and his brain burst out.

It wasn't until Xia Zuo broke the necks of the twelve half-orcs that one of the half-orcs took advantage of the chaos to slash Xia Zuo, but the rusty iron sword really couldn't do any damage to Xia Zuo.

There was a blood mark on his back, and the stimulation of pain made Xia Zuo even more crazy, and he could hardly think about the rise of killing, and there was only one thought left, that is, "kill"

The crazy gaze that turned around scared Xia Zuo's half-orc, and the dense companions around him couldn't give him a sense of security, so he subconsciously turned around and ran away.

The roaring madness of Xia Zuo pulled the poor orc out of the crowd, but his slender arms needed to easily gather the violently trembling body of the stout half-orc over his head.

With a cruel sneer on his face, Xia Zuo's arms suddenly pulled hard to the sides.

The sound of "stabbing" was exceptionally clear on the noisy battlefield, and the chaotic and fighting crowd suddenly fell silent for a moment, looking at the body that was torn in half in mid-air.

The stinking internal organs were wrapped in flesh and blood like rain, and Xia Zuo, who was covered in blood red, didn't seem to feel the disgusting breath at all at this moment, but instead had a look of enjoyment on his face, and casually threw the half-orc who had turned into two in his hand into the air, roaring in the sky.

"Roar"

The tyrannical and ferocious aura swept out from the thin body, and the blood-colored figure like a demon god was deeply seared into the heart of every orc, and the heroic battle intent accumulated because of the huge number of people suddenly collapsed, and Xia Zuo's figure caused cowardice in their nature, shouting in fear, and running in all directions.

"Kill, kill them!" Natsuzo roared, spreading his legs and catching up.

"Kill them all!" Under Xia Zuo's leadership, the Munk orcs' eyes glowed red, and they slammed into it tirelessly.

Hundreds of orcs fled in the wasteland, frightened, constantly discarding everything on their bodies that would slow them down, and even pushing their fellow orcs from time to time to delay the crazy orcs behind them for a moment.

More than 100 angry Munk orcs kept waving their weapons, stones, flesh and blood flew sideways, stumps flew around, and rows of orcs fell like wheat cut in autumn.

Finally, a clever orc realized that it was impossible to escape the pursuit of the orcs in the gravel wasteland like this, and lay on the ground on all five limbs, crying and kowtowing "surrender and surrender"

Although the strange language of the howling of the orcs is incomprehensible to humans and the Orcs of Campas, the Orcs are able to master the language of both humans and the Orcs of Campas.

With this one taking the lead, the half-orcs who fled in fear immediately reacted, "clanging" and threw away what they could discard in their hands and lay on the ground.

They, surrendered!

And now there are only about two hundred orcs left alive kneeling here.

"Weak waste, stand up for me" Tara ignored the orc's plea for mercy, and slashed at the orc who fell to his knees with his blood-red two-handed sword.

"Tara, stop!" The madness in his eyes gradually faded, and Xia Zuo smelled the stinking blood of the half-orcs on his body, and he frowned loudly and stopped at the same time.

Although his face was full of disgust and anger, the big sword suddenly stopped on the neck of the surrendered orc, and the sharp blade made the orc tremble for a while, and a stream of yellow fishy liquid came out at the moment.

"Bigu, take someone to find out how many orcs there are!" Xia Zuo glanced at the half-orcs who were kneeling on the ground, and commanded in a deep voice.

With a face full of joy, Bigu, who wiped his spear, immediately beckoned two Munk orcs to rush into the half-orc crowd with him, causing a commotion.

Xia Zuo also wants to kill all these orcs to prevent future troubles, but now that the other party has surrendered, if they cut off their last chance of life, the orcs who are put to death may burst out with powerful combat effectiveness, and the battle situation will inevitably be anxious, and the loss of manpower will outweigh the loss.

Besides, these frightened orcs are completely free labor.

"Boss, make it clear, there are still three hundred and fifty-eight left!" Biguxing rushed back, since the other party surrendered, then from now on these orcs will be their private property, whether they are sold or kept for their own use, this is a huge wealth for the poor Munk tribe.

As soon as Bigu shouted in a loud voice, almost all the Munk orcs had a golden light in their eyes, although the half-orcs were lazy, dirty, timid, and a lot of other problems, but they were strong and not picky eaters, and they were the most suitable slaves in various coolie mines and other places, although they had big problems in themselves, they could also be sold for ten gold coins in the slave market.

"Good boy, this is more than 3,000 gold coins to bring down Dallasman!" Tara muttered to herself in shock, and then looked at the corpses of the orcs all over the wasteland behind her, her face was full of pain, and the rise of the killing only reacted at this time, this is all money!

The Campas orcs do not resist slaves, they only resist their own people becoming slaves.

"Tara, you take people to clean up the battlefield and put away everything that can be used, Mantas, you take people to gather our slaves!" Although Xia Zuo has never eaten pork, he has seen so many movies before, and now he is also decent in command.

The two of them rushed out with their men immediately, while Xia Zuo and Bigu walked among the shivering orcs.

"You, come out" Xia Zuo suddenly stopped, pointed to a half-orc who was obviously stronger than the others, and said in the group of half-orcs, whoever has the biggest fist is the boss.

The orcs next to them immediately dispersed as if hiding from the plague, leaving the orcs selected by Xia Zuo to tremble.

"Don't be afraid, I just want to know why you have so many tribes united this time!" Xia Zuo said softly, and tried to make his smile appear kinder.

It's just that I've seen the scene where he broke people apart just now, and this smile at this time made the strong orc even more frightened, "I don't know, big man"

"Bigu, I'll leave it to you!" Natsuzo didn't wait for him to finish, he turned and walked away, the orc hesitated for a moment, and his eyes rolled, obviously lying.

"Okay" Bigu, who couldn't wait for a long time, spat in the palm of his hand excitedly, rounded the steel spear, and smashed it heavily on the head of the half-orc like a stick.

Half of the ugly green head was smashed off, red and white liquid mixed with blood and brain splattered everywhere, and the moment the strong body of the half-orc fell, all the half-orcs involuntarily trembled at the same time.

"You come out" Xia Zuo once again selected a relatively strong orc in the crowd, and the group dispersed, leaving only the half-orc who was pointed by Xia Zuo to the ground.

There was no need for Xia Zuo to ask a second time, the green skin was frightened and white as the orc, and his hands and feet were chaotically gesturing everything he knew.

The reason for the incident was that more than a month ago, a man known as the Titan Emissary came to the Gravel Wasteland, and somehow used to unite the leaders of these dozen or so orc tribes and let them launch a large-scale attack.

The attack was successful, with the combination of more than a dozen tribes, thousands of orcs attacked two nearby villages, killed all the orcs who dared to resist, escorted the spoils of war and prepared to go home, and several tribes chose to leave after getting enough food on the way, and then Xia Zuo and their attack.

That was all he knew, and he didn't even know if the cloaked mysterious Titan Prophet was a human or a Campas orc.

But it should be a male, because under the terrifying deterrent power of Xia Zuo, the orcs racked their brains and finally thought of the clue that the Natitan prophet was physically strong, which was almost equal to nothing.

A few orcs were singled out one after another, and the trembling words they received were not far behind, and it is said that they did not know who launched the attack, and there were many orcs close to humans, who also launched attacks on human villages.

Xia Zuo frowned slightly, this thing was weird, there was obviously some conspiracy, and asked Bigu with his eyes, and the latter also shook his head blankly, obviously he had never heard of the name Titan.

"Boss, Boss, look" Mantas ran back happily with a lot of things, wearing leather armor abandoned by the orcs, this time he did not dislike the stench of the orcs above, and his hands were also weapons and armor abandoned by the orcs, although most of them were old and damaged, but there were still a lot of good things in them.

At least it would be enough to arm the current Munk orcs.

Seeing Mantas's appearance, Xia Zuo couldn't help but smile, now there are only these people around him, a small tribe, these big conspiracies should be left to those big people to worry about, now all they have to do is celebrate the victory.

"Pack up your things, let's go home," Xia Zuo shouted, causing the Munk people to roar in agreement.

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