"Deputy Leader, there shouldn't be such a thing in the nest, right?"

Fingal asked, pointing to the ugly creature in the distance.

"Not really."

Chu Zihang shook his head.

"They're so ugly, uglier than monsters."

Eri said curiously and disgustedly.

"That's an orc."

He explained.

"So we're not in the nest, are we?"

Fingal said with an ugly face.

"Not really."

Chu Zihang looked at his side, all of them were dressed in clothes similar to those of medieval European civilians, and they were also holding weapons such as pitchforks and sickles in their hands.

And the orcs on the other side were not much better, not only with a skirt around their waists, but also with sticks made of wood or stone in their hands.

Preliminary judgment, they should be on a certain feudal planet.

"Gan, I knew it would be okay to be an experiment."

Fingal complained.

"Don't push it, those orcs are rushing over."

May reminded.

There were only three orcs on the opposite side, while there were seven of them.

In terms of numbers, they have one more than two dozen one.

But in terms of combat effectiveness, the strongest of them was Chu Zihang, and the thinnest one of the orcs was also in a circle than Chu Zihang.

"Waaaagh!"

The emerald green orcs howled and rushed over, their big feet with a large stride, and they could step seventy or eighty centimeters in one step.

With the distance between the two sides, it only took them a minute to rush in front of the Trial Team.

Running is definitely not going to run away, the patience of the orcs is very small, but the endurance is amazing.

The only way to fight to the death is to the death.

"Fingal and I are against the leader, and Gen Child, Takar, and Zero are against the one on the left. Eri and Maymoon deal with the one on the right. ”

Chu Zihang quickly divided the group according to the strength of the enemy.

"Yes!"

Lu Ming was not there, he was the supreme commander, and everyone naturally obeyed the order.

"Obey the emperor's orders and destroy the aliens!"

Chu Zihang took the lead in the charge and let out a stirring battle cry.

His body was quite strong, especially his lung capacity was very good, and it actually drowned out the howls of the orcs.

The two thinner orcs were stunned by the roar, and looked at each other, but hesitated for a moment.

When the big orc saw the younger brother like this, he was furious and slapped them twice on the back of the head.

As if it felt a little lost, it roared towards Chu Zihang again.

“Waaaaaagh!”

The green basin opened its mouth wide, and the smell of fishy saliva could be smelled from a distance of more than ten meters.

"Kill!"

Chu Zihang also did not show weakness, and replied with the courage to tear his vocal cords.

He had heard Lu Mingfei say that to deal with orcs, it was necessary to overwhelm them in momentum, and sometimes even win without a fight.

Seeing that Chu Zihang couldn't roar, the big orc jumped off his feet in anger and angrily, and then raised his stick and rushed towards him.

It decided that it was going to pull out the vocal cords of this loud shrimp and find a mad doctor to put it down its throat.

The orc team and the trial team collided together, and Chu Zihang raised his grass fork to resist the big orc's smash.

The difference in strength between the two sides was obvious, he was pushed back by more than ten centimeters almost instantly, and the pitchfork in his hand almost came off, grinding off a layer of dead skin on his hand.

This is still Chu Zihang's first suppression of a wave of orcs' momentum at the beginning, otherwise the pitchfork may be directly smashed.

I'm not kidding.

Fortunately, he wasn't alone this time.

Fingal dodged the big orc's kick, and then stabbed the short knife in his hand into its lower body.

"That's too hard, isn't it?"

Feeling the touch like a blunt knife cutting cowhide, his face suddenly darkened.

Although it is far worse than dragon skin, there are only a few pure-blood dragons.

Listening to Lu Mingfei, the number of orcs under any Dr. Wow (War Boss) is calculated in the billions.

What kind of bulls and horses are the regiment commanders dealing with?

Fingal complained and died, the skin of the big orc was not armor after all, and it was still poked in.

"Whoa!"

The screams almost rang out in the air, but he didn't feel the effect as expected.

"Orcs don't have a promotion."

Chu Zihang shouted while wrestling with the orcs with difficulty.

Orcs reproduce by spores, so they don't have promotion organs.

The Imperial Infantry Handbook also mentions that you have that, but the orcs don't, and when fighting them in hand-to-hand combat, please be aware that all similar moves such as flirting with your feet are not lethal.

"You didn't say it sooner."

Fingal said indignantly, the orc's strong muscles had clamped his short knife tightly, and now he couldn't pull it out if he wanted to.

"You goddamn little shrimp."

Fingal screamed angrily above his head, and he looked up, a pair of small, glittering eyes glaring at him.

"What, orc boss, I'll pull it out for you right away."

He smirked, and kicked the big orc in the thigh.

The dagger was pulled out with the help of the reaction force, but it also made the orc feel more intense pain.

"Whoa, I'm going to shove your head in the ass!"

The big orc was so angry that he slapped him directly.

Fingal hurriedly raised his arm to block his ear, and the strong force directly fanned him into a rolling gourd.

He lost sensation in his forearm instantly, and only a dull pain inside, apparently to the bone.

The big orc didn't intend to let Fingal go, and raised his big foot and stomped on his head.

If this is stepped on, even if the skull is not crushed, the cervical vertebrae will be broken.

"It's over, there's something wrong."

Fingal sighed.

Although he has had the consciousness of dying in battle since he entered the executive department, he has been determined to die since he returned from the ice sea.

But now that the prince has appeared, EVA has a chance to become alive again, and he doesn't want to die.

Moreover, even if you want to die, it would be too embarrassing to be trampled to death.

Those yellow-green pastes on the soles of the feet are, they must be.

It's really a journey of a thousand miles, and the is in your feet.

Just as Fingal was about to fight to the death, a figure suddenly slammed into him from the side.

Of course, the big orc is not afraid of this level of impact, but it is now in the state of the golden rooster's independence, and its upper body is still wrestling with Chu Zihang, and it loses its balance after being hit by this one and falls to the ground.

"Kill it!"

Taking advantage of its illness to kill it, Fingal endured the pain, crawled over with his hands and feet, and stabbed the large orc in the chest with a short knife.

Zero, who had saved Fingal's dog's life, followed suit and slashed the large orc's neck with a hatchet in his hand.

"Despicable little shrimp!"

The big orc shouted angrily and aggrievedly.

These deaf shrimp are too insidious, and they are not waaagh at all.

It covered its neck and chest with its hands, and Fingal and Zero couldn't hold the thick-skinned guy for a while.

By the time it struggled, the scales of battle were about to tip again.

At that moment, a pitchfork fell from the sky, and the tip of the glittering cold light pierced the eye socket of the large orc.

"Whoa!"

Even if it is an orc, the eye is a vital part, and it immediately struggles desperately.

The big beast that burst out of potential was terrifyingly strong, and directly threw Fingal and Zero into the air, and the wooden handle of the pitchfork was also broken by it.

Looking at the big orc who looked like a mad demon in place, the three of them didn't dare to step forward for a while.

At this time, the situation of the other two groups also took a sharp turn for the worse.

Without Zero's support, Gen Zhinu and Takar's group are already in danger.

Fingal glanced at the situation in the arena and suddenly had an idea.

"Hey, blind fellow, you're the weakest orc I've ever seen! You're not waaagh at all! ”

He shouted loudly at the big orc.

“Waaaaaagh！”

The big orc, who had been subjected to the deadly taunt, let out the loudest roar ever since it emerged from the ground.

It swore to the second brother that it would make this little shrimp regret living on this planet.

(End of chapter)