"Come on, stupid big man, you're as weak as a fart."

Fingal shouted with a wink.

Although his flattering eyes were thrown to the blind man, his under-beaten tone managed to provoke the big orc.

"I'm going to beat you to scum!"

The big orc roared, then swung his stick and slammed it down in the direction of the sound.

The big stick made of stone struck a head firmly, and dark red blood mixed with the head spurted out at once.

"What are you doing?"

The short, injured orc looked back at the big orc with a resentful look, and then fell to the ground and threw himself into the street.

"You're dead, you're dead, you're dead"

Fingal, who had been hypnotizing the enemy with broken thoughts, breathed a sigh of relief, he was really afraid that this guy would not die if his brain was gone.

Don't look at what he usually does, in fact, he rarely misses Lu Mingfei's 40K knowledge lecture.

As for why I didn't know that orcs didn't have biological organs, it was because Lu Mingfei didn't think it was important, so he didn't talk about it.

Although Fingal was punched in the back by a short orc in order to lure the enemy, he almost didn't get angry.

But after the death of an enemy, the situation immediately improved a lot.

Chu Zihang, Fingal, and Zero three dragged the big blind orc, and the remaining four besieged the remaining one together.

A few minutes later, all three orcs were turned into corpses.

However, the trial team is not much better, and basically everyone is injured.

It is simply some skin trauma, which has little impact on combat effectiveness.

"Has the Captain been fighting such monsters before?"

Yuan Zhinu sighed.

The physical fitness of these orcs is already comparable to the serpentine Deadpool cultivated by the king, but judging from their equipment, they are obviously the lowest kind among the orcs.

"This is only the weaker of humanity's enemies."

Chu Zihang said.

Chaos, Tyranids, Space Necrons, Eldars, and Dark Eldars are all enemies more powerful than the Greenskins.

However, the greenskin is a special creature, and the difference between the lower and upper limits is very large.

There are the "beasts" that have actually wiped out the Imperial Fists warband, and there are the Ullanor Orc Empire, which has plunged the emperor into a bitter battle.

Even if they succeed in atavistic and turn back into the ancient orcs created by the ancient saints themselves, then even the space necrons will be panicked, if they still have the mood of panic.

Of course, what should be more panicked should be their theoretical brothers, the spirit races who are also ancient saint creations.

"Deputy Commander, what now?"

Fingal asked.

"Find a populated place and ask about the situation."

Chu Zihang returned.

He also has no way of judging the timing and geographical location now.

After changing to a group trial, he will no longer take on the identity of Lu Mingfei.

"Okay, let's go in the opposite direction."

Fingal suggested.

Since the orcs are coming from across from them, there will definitely be more orcs if you go in that direction.

Chu Zihang agreed to his suggestion, and then collected the loot.

His pitchfork was broken, just in time for the big orc's stone stick.

The weight was a bit reluctant for him, but the power was still sufficient.

The edges of the stone rods were sharpened by the big orcs for some reason, and with this weight, they were really injured when they rubbed it, and they died when they touched it.

And they didn't lose the wooden sticks of the other two orcs, and let the second-strongest Yuan Zhinu and Fingal carry it.

Now the situation is unknown, and it is a little more to have more weapons.

After walking for about half an hour in the direction of the east, they finally saw a village.

The village is typical of medieval European villages, with triangular roofs, wood-and-stone houses, and chimneys jutting out.

Unlike in the Middle Ages, however, there are no churches.

Judging from the sights they saw along the way, the living conditions in this area are still very good.

Precipitation is abundant, the terrain is gentle, vegetation is abundant, and the temperature is moderate.

This is evidenced by the size of the village, which is at least a large village of a thousand people, judging by the rows of rooftops.

Even in order to facilitate travel, the village also built a stone road outside.

However, the village that was supposed to be prosperous was silent at this time, as if everyone had left overnight.

The trial team has all experienced big battles, so they naturally know that the situation is not right, and they are all ready to fight.

The crowd entered the village and were shocked by what they saw.

There were highly decomposed corpses everywhere, and the houses were also marked by vandalism and burning.

Judging by the scars on those corpses, it is clear that the perpetrators are orcs.

Chu Zihang's gaze rested on a corpse, which was the headless corpse of a girl.

It can be seen that her family is well-off, and she is also favored by her parents, and the little lace skirt is very eye-catching in a group of coarse cloth clothes.

And her head was forcibly shoved into the body of the clay doll next to her, and the head of the clay doll lay on the side, quietly watching its little owner.

"Grass!"

Even though she knew that it was just a dream, May Moon still cursed.

Her life experience is relatively simple, so her tolerance for this kind of scene is much lower.

"Deputy Commander, let's kill those pen-sinister orcs."

Fifth Moon said angrily.

"It's inevitable. However, it is necessary to find out the situation first and get the right weapons and equipment. ”

Chu Zihang said.

Lu Mingfei's combat philosophy was not to fight unprepared battles, and he was also deeply affected.

The crowd did not refute, so they searched the village in pairs.

Unfortunately, the orcs looted so thoroughly that they not only robbed all the food, but also looted all the iron.

The orcs' recipes are very varied, ranging from grass to humans.

And it is not surprising to scavenge iron products, judging from the weapons of the three orcs, the orc society here is still in a very backward state.

It's just that in this way, their idea of replenishing supplies has been frustrated.

"Deputy Chief, don't look for it anymore, there should be a cellar in this kind of big village."

Fingal said.

He had seen similar cellars or basements in his rural village in Germany.

Chu Zihang agreed to his suggestion again, after all, without food, they would not be able to go far and would starve to death.

After searching around the village again, they finally found the cellar in a large house.

"Be careful!"

Fingal had barely opened the secret door to the cellar when two spears pierced out.

If Chu Zihang hadn't reacted quickly and pulled him, he would have had two more blood holes on his face.

"Gan! Where did the people come from and wanted to murder me? ”

Fingal scolded.

"You're human?"

After a few seconds of silence, a voice came from the cellar.

"Have you ever seen an orc so handsome?"

He replied angrily.

"Where are you from?"

The man in the cellar asked again.

"We are hunters in the forest, driven out by orcs."

Chu Zihang said the background that he had thought out in advance.

"Are there any orcs outside the village?"

"No, they're gone."

He said.

Hearing Chu Zihang's answer, there was silence in the cellar for a moment, and then there was a faint sound of whispering.

After a while, two heads came out.

(End of chapter)