"Damn, that bastard dares to stop me!" the centaur warrior scolded and turned back, only to realize that the person holding his arm was Natsuzo, and his anger immediately waned.

"He's not an enemy anymore, how can a proud Campas orc take out his anger on a wounded captive, this is what a despicable human can do!" Xia Zuo's stern reprimand made the centaur who was carried away by hatred quickly calm down!

"I'm sorry, Chief, I knew I was wrong!" the centaur warrior muttered as he hung his head in shame.

"We owe it to any strong and heroic warrior, even if he is our enemy!" Xia Zuo patted the centaur warrior on the shoulder and smiled, "Okay, let's continue to treat his wounds!"

Although the blood at the broken elbow has begun to coagulate, the large amount of blood loss still makes the body of this old mercenary who is not young on the verge of collapse, and his dim eyes are dim and scattered.

This old mercenary is still useful, Xia Zuoke is reluctant to let him die in vain.

After the battle, it is a happy thing to clean up the battlefield and clean up the mess, of course, this is relative to the victors, the mercenaries who have become Xia Zuo's slaves silently bury the corpses of their comrades with red eyes, arrange their weapons and armor and saddle them on the horses, these things no longer belong to them.

Suddenly, there was a chaotic sound of footsteps, and from a distance, I saw Tara striding over with a thin body, "Boss, there's a little chick hidden here!"

As he spoke, he threw the thin young man who was trembling in his hands in front of Xia Zuo.

"Don't kill me, don't kill me!" The emaciated Buman was not a combatant in the first place, and after seeing so many legendary and terrifying orcs, his weak legs could not stand up at all, and he could only plead with his gums trembling.

"Haha, a coward!" the brave Campas looked down upon the most for this cowardly creature, and the orcs around them immediately laughed out loud in mockery.

"Useless waste, put away your pussy look, you're a shame on us!" Bard, who was not far away, let out a roar that immediately scared Buman.

"Then you give me a reason not to kill you!" Xia Zuo was also amused by Buman, squatting in front of him and smiling, "My subordinates don't raise waste, even if they are a slave, they are definitely not allowed to waste food!"

Although the relatively delicate Xia Zuo is not as hideous as the orcs around him, the smile at this time is as seeping as a demon's smile when he is full.

"I, I, I'll settle the accounts, I'm bought back to manage the accounts!" Buman actively took out the account book from his arms, eagerly showing his expertise in front of Xia Zuo's eyes.

The handwriting was clear, and the account book was also very neat, Xia Zuo casually flipped through it a few times and said, "If you were me, would you use a slave of another race to take care of the accounts for you?"

There is a lack of a person in the tribe to manage the finances, and letting the rough orcs like ancient them manage those numbers, it is simply more uncomfortable for them than torture, and the human in front of them makes Xia Zuo a little excited, but it is only heartbeat, finances are a big problem, and they must be managed by trustworthy people.

"I, I, I will definitely manage the orc master seriously" Xia Zuo's words frightened Buman's face suddenly pale, and sweat like rain flowed down, constantly pleading eagerly.

"I also worked as an apprentice in a smelter, I know how to find minerals and smelt steel!"

"Bastard, you scum" heard his anxious shout of Bard about to rush up, but was grabbed by several Munk warriors, and the mercenaries around him looked at Buman with unkind eyes.

The orcs are strong, and the Campas Plateau is also full of various mineral deposits, but even so, the weapons and equipment of the orcs are still far behind the humans, and the main reason is that the orcs are not good at smelting steel, and the weapons they forge are far less sophisticated than those built by humans.

Therefore, although the Human Empire will sell some relatively backward weapons to Kampas, it is strictly forbidden to teach smelting techniques to Kampas orcs, even the most greedy merchants dare not touch this prohibition, after all, once the powerful orcs are in mastery of sophisticated weapons, it will be a disaster for all humans.

A look of surprise flashed in Xia Zuo's eyes, looking at this Bouman's trembling body, it was like seeing a treasure.

"Human, you have saved your life with your powers!Tell me your name!" Xia Zuo said with a kind smile as he helped Buman to his feet as he exchanged the ledger in his hand.

"I, my name is Boomman!" said a flattered Booman whispered in fear.

"Damn bastard, we should have let you die in that goddamn slave camp, you goddamn shit, you goddamn slave!" Bard growled with a twisted face.

Xia Zuo snorted coldly, and his figure appeared in front of Bud in a flash, and a hook hit his chin, knocking Bud's strong body more than ten meters away before falling heavily, and the light and brittle bone cracking sound made Buman tremble, and his body subconsciously shrank together.

"Slave, remember your identity!" Xia Zuo said coldly with murderous intent in his eyes, he didn't want this damn mercenary to let anything happen to the treasure he had just arrived!

"Damn stinky monkey, I'm not afraid of you!" Bard scolded loudly as he struggled to stand up, ignoring the injury to his jaw, squirting bloody saliva everywhere.

"Very good!" Xia Zuo is really moved to kill, this kind of person will definitely not be able to stay, and it is also a scourge to stay, commanding a few soldiers to tie him up, and then he turned to Tara and ordered, "Tara, you take Booman to calculate and count our loot!"

"Yes, Boss!" Tara was immediately excited when he heard that someone was coming to do their most troublesome thing, and he hurried away with the little chick Booman in his head.

"Boss, the casualties have been counted!" The happy Bigu strode over, looking at the smile on his face, Xia Zuo finally put down a big stone in his heart, if he lost manpower, Bigu would never show this expression.

"Sixteen people from the other side were captured, fifteen of them were intermediate warriors, four of the Munk warriors were seriously wounded, seventy-two were lightly wounded, seven centaur warriors were seriously wounded, and fifteen were lightly wounded, and there were no deaths, but the four injured little ones were afraid that they would never be able to go to the battlefield again!" Bigu's tone was full of regret, and the four seriously injured were all young warriors of the Munk clan.

They are still young and still have a lot of room to grow, and it would be a waste to stop here, but as long as they fight, they will be killed or wounded, and it is already a miracle blessed by Kampas to not die a single person!

"Let's go, go see our boy!" Xia Zuo's heart finally fell to the ground, and at this time, the benefits of the Saiyan warriors being fully armed, the fatal positions were protected by armor, although almost half of them were wounded, but they were not fatal.

"Ahhh~~" The young soldier whose arm was cut off was in pain, and when he saw Xia Zuo coming over, he hurriedly held back his cry of pain, and stood up from the ground and said in a reverent voice, "Chief!"

"Sit down, sit down!" Xia Zuo hurriedly helped the Munk warrior who was not yet an adult to sit down, although such an injury could save a life, but I am afraid that I will never be able to go to the battlefield in the future.

"It doesn't matter, this injury will heal soon!" Xia Zuo rubbed the soft hair on the top of the young Munk's head, "Why are you so careless, haven't you usually trained?"

"I don't know, I saw the big sword and blocked, but it still didn't block!" the young Munk frowned slightly in pain.

The training is still too little, Xia Zuo sighed in his heart, the physical fitness of orcs is far superior to that of humans, compared to mercenaries in leather armor, they can be regarded as fully armed, and the number of people who are higher than more than half of humans also has a large advantage, and in this case, this result is still achieved.

Although they won in the end, Xia Zuo was far from satisfied with this difficult process, whether it was individual strength or cooperation with each other, the Saiyan warriors were far from being mature, and even immature could only be regarded as strong.

"Let's get some rest, we'll be home soon!" Xia Zuo comforted little Munk by patting him on the head.

Then I looked at the other three seriously injured little Munch, all of them are similar to the first one, all of them are injured due to lack of experience, and even if the injury is healed in the future, he will not be able to go to the battlefield!

The sound of horses' hooves, under the gaze of everyone, a horse galloped from afar, and at the same time, the wood on the horseback shouted loudly, "Xia Zuo Chief, Xia Zuo Chief, has Xia Zuo rescued our family manager?"

"This damn old fox!" was shouted by him, Xia Zuo remembered the main reason for this battle, when the fight just started, this old fox suddenly disappeared, and even Xia Zuo didn't find him for a while, and now after making sure that it was safe, he didn't know where it came out of nowhere.

"You damn fox!" Jason said with red eyes and gritted teeth, and after seeing Muri, he knew why they were attacked by the Gravel Wasteland tribe without leaving any clues.

"Your steward should be in that wagon and let it out yourself!" said Xia Zuo, pointing to the felt-wrapped carriage in the camp, he still had a lot to do, but he didn't have time to deal with a Woods family Fawkes manager!

"In the car?" Muri's eyes widened suddenly, "how can you let the noble steward of the House of Woods stay in the dirty carriage of the humans!"

Jumping off his horse, Muri trotted to the carriage faster than the Munk warriors, and shouted with a flattering voice, "Lord Steward, Lord Steward, your faithful servant Muri has come to your rescue!"

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