As piles of flaming firewood were thrown down the cliffs, igniting the weeds deposited in the valley, even the clumsy heads of orcs knew what they were going to do.

One by one, the hideous companies turned white with fright, frantically trampling on the flames burning around them, and the team instantly exploded like a pan of chaotic swarming orcs, panicked like headless flies in all directions, and the huge team circled aimlessly in place.

When the half-orcs who were at a loss remembered that they should leave here quickly and go home quickly, they found that the entrance to the valley less than 100 meters had already piled up huge stones at some point, and on those boulders, there were tall white figures like demon gods.

The dry weeds on the wasteland were burned by the fire, and as the dense torches rained down, the weeds in the valley instantly became a prairie fire, and the raging flames rose, and a wave of heat evaporated from the valley with the billowing smoke after the poisonous weeds burned.

"Smash." Xia Zuo waved his hand again, and the Saiyan warrior who had already prepared to be next to him picked up the stones that were like human heads or human body sizes around him and threw them into the valley, the thick fog in the rift valley rolled like a sea of clouds, and it was almost impossible to see, but the half-orcs crowded below, they didn't need to aim at all.

The stones were raining down, and the orcs were anxiously trying to dodge, but the team of 10,000 people was a little crowded standing in the small valley, and there was no place to hide.

The lucky orcs were hit in the head and killed instantly, while the unlucky ones were hit in the hands and feet or trapped in their bodies and could only watch the fire burn against them in a wail of struggle.

The hapless orcs were entangled in flames, dropping their weapons and rolling on the ground. Frantically flapping the flames on his body, wailing this. The flames grew larger and larger, eventually turning into a tall ball of fire. Bounce and roll on the ground and join the raging flames.

The stench of burnt roasted meat began to fill the air, and the smoke-filled valley was filled with the sound of countless hurried and heavy running footsteps, wheezing, wailing, and violent coughing of the orcs.

The armor weapons that had made the orcs happy began to show their shortcomings, and the steel armor weapons were rapidly heating up under the raging fire. Soon the orcs wailed and pulled off their armor, leaking patches of burns on their green bodies.

"Come out! come out!" came the excited shouts of Marcus from the exit of the valley in the thick smoke, the clashing of weapons from time to time, the abrupt screams of orcs, and the roars of snow ape warriors.

The hundred-meter post road, the army of half-orcs pushing and pushing each other can't attack at all, and the hundred snow ape warriors who fight side by side on the boulder only need to block the three or four panicked half-orcs in front of them, like a tenacious reef in front of a huge wave. Resisting the surging tide of orcs.

The orcs who had finally found the exit in the smoke howled frantically, and in the face of the threat of death, the blazing flames and thick smoke behind them gave them supreme courage, and the furious orcs raised their weapons and howled towards the weak defenses at the exit.

High below zero. Bloodthirsty Academy warriors often smash the heads of orcs with their spears the moment they show their heads, even when facing the siege of several orcs at the same time. It can also be keenly able to penetrate their defenses and pierce their throats with a spear. Slice their bellies.

The orcs roared in the face of death, devoid of the cowardice of their nature. It was as if they had all turned into the most resolute warriors in an instant, and each one of them was charging furiously, even completely ignoring the stones that kept raining down overhead.

Under the threat of death, every half-orc burst out of all the potential in their bodies, and even many half-orcs had blood-red eyes, muscles swelled into a state of rage, and the battle situation began to escalate, resisting the exit snow ape warriors began to suffer casualties under the continuous impact of the half-orcs who were not afraid of death.

Xia Zuo roared, and the second team led by Bigu immediately came up at the exit, and at the same time, Xia Zuo flew in succession, his figure flickered a few times, and plunged into the chaotic battle group at the exit.

"Roar!" a half-orc who stabbed the Saiyan warrior howled triumphantly and excitedly, but before the cry could be heard far, Xia Zuo smashed his head with a strong mace.

Rushing into the crowd, his feet were full of corpses piled up by half-orcs, Xia Zuo had a nail hammer in one hand and a wheel axe in the other, coming and going in the crowd like the wind, and the stumps and broken arms where he passed, blood splashed, like a large meat grinder moving rapidly, and a few breaths saw the crowd of half-orcs who were crowding and pushing, clearing out a clearing.

"Campas Campas" bloody Xia Zuo stimulated the ferocity of the Saiyan warriors, they angrily hammered their chests, sending out wild and ferocious trenches, one by one figures brandished weapons, and rushed into the chaotic battlefield at the valley pass, sharp spears, snow swords, every swing brought a piece of blood.

The fighting spirit of the "Surrender and Surrender" half-orc warriors finally collapsed, and they cried and dropped their weapons in their hands, and knelt on the ground and kowtowed.

There was a dense sound of "clanging", and one by one the desperate orcs threw down their weapons and knelt on the ground to kowtow to pray for their lives, but the Saiyan warriors who had already killed the red eyes had no intention of accepting their surrender at all, and rushed forward and slashed over these poor fellows.

"Stop, stop" Xia Zuo shouted angrily, in this way of killing, it is easy for these desperate orcs who have lost their fighting spirit to fight to fight to the end again, that will only increase their casualties in vain, but there is only killing and anger in their heads, the Kampas warriors who only have killing and anger in their heads, did not listen to Xia Zuo's shouts at all, until Xia Zuo roared angrily, and his body exuded a fierce rage, these warriors gradually sobered up and stopped killing with their hands low.

In front of the boulders piled up at the pass, there were piles of corpses that were almost more than two meters high under the feet of the snow ape warriors, and there were seven or eight Saiyan warriors mixed with the heroic bodies, and more than sixty warriors were injured and were being bandaged.

This once again highlighted the weakness of the Kampas in battle, killing the red eyes only had bloodthirsty killing in their heads, completely forgetting the order to defend the pass, if according to Xia Zuo's previous arrangement, the number of casualties could be reduced to a minimum on this basis.

"Boss, this time it's really a pleasure!" Marcus walked with an excited face, his white hair completely blood-colored, and there were some bits and pieces of the orc's body hanging from his shoulders.

With two hundred to ten thousand, not only did they achieve a great victory, but also their own casualties were almost negligible, this result except for Xia Zuo's secret bitter smile in his heart, the remaining warriors looked at their leader feverishly, this battle is definitely legendary, and even enough for those bards to adapt into poetry and transmit it across the continent.

"Okay, clean up the battlefield and see how many more we still have!" Xia Zuo commanded loudly, in fact, there is no need for Xia Zuo to say, the battlefield is already busy, after several battles, the warriors of the Saiyan tribe are also more and more satisfied, Bigu Gulie led people to bind the orc captives, and Tara happily led people to pack up the weapons and armor on the battlefield, and at the same time did not forget to help the seriously injured and immortal orcs end their suffering.

"Boss, the number is out, we have caught one thousand one hundred and twenty-one!" Bigu came to report to Xia Zuo after liquidation, of course, this number is a half-orc with sound limbs, and they will definitely not leave anything to waste food for the effort that cannot be worked.

Xia Zuo finally had a smile on his face, the number of slaves traded with Bergea was finally enough, and there was still some surplus that could be put into the mine manager to expand the production of the tribe.

It's a pity that Xia Zuo has fewer prisoners, and after removing the more than 1,000 slaves, the corpses lying at the pass are about 2,500, which means that the remaining 7,000 or half of the orcs are all blocked alive in the valley that is still burning at the moment by their own crowded army.

The raging flames and billowing smoke that had rushed up the cliff, except for the crackling sound of the flames burning, there was no extra sound in the valley, and the orcs who remained inside at this time can be imagined.

"Find the bodies of the brothers who died in battle, send them back to the arms of the god of war, and find two people who are fast enough to return to the tribe, we can't get back our harvest this time!" Bigu listened to Xia Zuo's order and walked away quickly, and soon found the remains of the Saiyan warriors from the pile of corpses of the orcs.

A total of eight corpses, one snow ape warrior and seven Munk warriors, were neatly placed on piles of firewood, hands on their chests, holding in their hands the weapons they relied on to fight in their lifetimes, and their bodies were covered with bloody armor, in the solemn prayers of everyone, in the raging flames, the heroic spirits of the warriors ascended to heaven with the curling smoke and returned to the arms of the god Kampas.

"Marcus, take care of those slaves, and kill those who disobey immediately, and Tara will take people to throw the corpses of those half-orcs back into the valley and burn them! Let the brothers stay where they are and wait for the tribal convoy to come!"

So, simple tents were propped up outside the valley, simple fences, patrolling guards, everything was in order, and soon the smell of meat wafted out of the singing camp, and Xia Zuo and they waited here for the flames in the valley to be extinguished. (To be continued......)

ps: Thank you for the reward of the wind and snow monk, thank you for the first monthly pass of the world of the gods, although the subscription is not very good, but as long as someone supports it, March will continue to work hard!

It's on the shelves.,I hope the few brothers.,Can continue to support.,Even if there are brothers who turn to see the hand-made version.,It's okay to have a few recommendations if you don't have it!

In addition, on the problem that the pig's feet are too weak, we will slowly increase some real strength as appropriate in March!