A group of slaves who broke free from the shackles and fled in the dense forest, because they were not familiar with the terrain, the road with one foot low and one foot high was really difficult to walk, and from time to time someone suddenly stepped on the air, dragging down the partners around them, but everyone tacitly supported each other, and endured silently, wanting to escape from the Lothlin Manor as soon as possible, the farther away the better, and never wanted to stay in this demon's lair that eats people and does not spit out bones.

The leading orc is Bion, who knows how to turn into a bear, but he usually disguises himself well and has never shown it. It is precisely because of such extraordinary talent that it can break shackles with just his fingers, and lead a group of buddies who have been friends in the past to embark on the road to freedom.

As for the direction of freedom, it is, of course, the North where science flourishes and becomes more and more enlightened. It is said that the northern states did not recognize slavery, and considered the use of slaves to be very inefficient, and issued decrees to emancipate slaves, so that they could be freedmen, and that they would be transformed from casual cattle into decent "people".

Although the antagonism between the North and the South became more and more serious, such a great event as the emancipation of slaves was a real fact, and for some reason, it spread in the territory of the southern principalities, and although it was confined to slaves, only a few animals touched it, and began to prepare to put it into action.

The slaves who thrived in the estates controlled by the nobility were content with the status quo, did not have much spirit of resistance, and the cattle with strong free will were all transferred from the Black Continent and belonged to the first generation of slaves.

They may be chieftains, tribal heroes, or even learned witch doctors, or priests who know war songs, but for various reasons they fall into the hands of slave traders, forced to leave the homeland where they were born and raised, and cross the ocean to this strange land, where they live a miserable life of being beaten if they resist, whipping if they don't obey, and punching and kicking if they dare to say a word.

Although the orcs possessed strong bodies, decent wild fighting instincts, and even relied on the beastly bodies catalyzed by witch potions, and the blessings bestowed by the glorious war song, the various skills that the orcs were proud of were not able to fight back under the dense fire of muskets.

Even if you make dragon wings grow on your back and fly dozens of feet below the ground, the wind blade thrown by the magician, or the spell that binds the wings and freezes the air, will only make the orcs with higher enclaves fall more painfully to the ground.

Driven by common interests, slave traders from the North and the South were the first to come together and join forces in strange foreign lands to make the slave trade a bigger cake.

No one could have imagined that the peace between science and magic was first realized in the civilization desert of the Black Continent, of course, the high-level leaders of the two sides must have understood, but it was only a hum and did not react much.

The north freed the slaves, because they found that the orcs were converted into hired laborers, and the work would be more motivated and efficient, especially after having a certain amount of property and limited freedom, such as dirty and messy slums, the orc freedmen were happy to own their own houses and land.

As for the manor economy in the south, which was dominated by plantation and rough processing, they did not care much about the efficiency of the slaves, and the insufficient part could be made up with a whip, or it was not possible to buy more slaves, and the fodder was not worth much anyway.

Just as the group of slaves embarked on the road to freedom for a better future, about an hour later, there was the barking of wolfdogs, the sparkling fires, and the shadowy members of the slave catcher.

A few orcs had been whipped to the soul, and the scars on their chests and backs twitched, and the painful memories evoked memories of their bodies, and the intense pain spread like a plague, clutching their hearts and rubbing them hard.

Remembering the scene of the once fugitive slaves being captured and publicly punished in front of all the slaves on the estate, the bloody scene broke the hearts of almost all the orcs, especially the related animals, who could not eat food for days and nights.

The leader of this great escape is the bearman Bion, but even it can't think of any good ideas, so it can only urge its partners to be fast, as fast as possible, give full play to their strengths, and throw the pursuers behind him as far away as possible.

Encouraged by Bion, the fugitive orcs did speed up, but the years of hard work had worn down their bodies, and when the muscles in their bodies began to ache, their steps could no longer breathe, and even became a burden to their partners.

When someone stepped on the air and hit the ground hard, everyone slowed down, and Bion the bear had to admit that his friends had done their best, and there were two paths in front of him.

Either give up this burden, and most of the buddies continue to hurry. Either take it with you, which will slow down your escape and increase your chances of being overtaken.

"I can't do it anymore...... Whew...... Leave me alone and keep ...... Whew...... Just get into the fog...... In the Misty Mountains, the pursuers are ...... It's not easy to catch up. ”

Bion was silent and did not speak, looking around at his partners, not daring to look directly, his eyes wandering and even sparkling, not wanting to make a decision.

To be honest, it doesn't want to choose either path.

Looking at the team that was lying down and panting, the atmosphere became solemn, Bion made up his mind, it raised its right foot and slammed it, and resolutely launched the transformation technique.

I saw a flash of green aura, and Bion's thin body swelled up at a speed visible to the eye, and after three breaths, it turned into a black bear with thick body hair, and its body expanded more than three times.

The black bear retracted its sharp claws, and the fleshy bear paws rested on the shoulders of its partner who had fallen to the ground, and with a little force, he picked it up and threw it behind his back with ease.

"Hold on, hold on, I'm going to run wild. ”

After saying that, the black bear landed on all fours and rushed ahead, and the rest of the orc fugitives couldn't help but boost their morale and continue to follow hand in hand.

Bion's wild sense of danger is used to the extreme, and although he can catch up with the galloping horse, he is always able to avoid the danger of broken tendons before colliding with towering ancient trees.

With it opening the way in front, the slaves who follow behind are much more comfortable, at least they can avoid the end of falling on their heels because they are unfamiliar with the terrain, and they can even walk on the safe and secure road without overcoming obstacles.

With such a powerful ability, why didn't Bion take it out as soon as possible, otherwise we would have thrown the demon manor that eats people and does not spit out bones far away.

There are more and more orcs who think this way, and as the fatigue of the body accumulates again, the laziness of nature temporarily prevails again, and even begins to anger the bear-man Bion, who leads them to freedom.

When the second orc couldn't hold it anymore and fell to the ground, there was an extra passenger behind the stout black bear. Seeing an opportunity for an animal, he was willing to throw his body to the ground in exchange for the opportunity to sit behind Bion.

It wasn't long before all but a few orcs gritted their teeth and held on, and the rest of the animals were on the black bear's back, and the extra weight slowed Bion's pace, and he could no longer run as fast as a horse.

Finally, the black bear, whose physical strength was exhausted, had to stop, the corners of his mouth were full of thick white foam, and his tongue was very long, like a lost dog.

The animals that slipped off Bion's back were still complaining, but when they saw the miserable condition of the black bear, they couldn't help but find out in their conscience, and they couldn't say anything strange anymore.

As for the few orcs who persevered, they couldn't help but shed tears when they touched the wet fur of the black bear, the thick bear hair wet with sweat.

At this moment, the barking of the wolfdog sounded again not far behind him, relying on the passage opened by the black bear, the speed of the slave catcher team was very fast, not only was it not thrown off, but it continued to close the distance between the two sides.

The Manor Police Officers are not hungry orcs, they eat and drink enough on weekdays, and their excess energy is used to exercise, so that the members of the slave hunting team have long stamina and physical strength.

Even Ron Loslin, with a foal mount, was very fast, always at the front of the group.

Not far in front of the fugitive slaves, the roar of a lion suddenly sounded, and the sound was like thunder, which shocked everyone's hearts.......

Even the bear man Bion's heart sank: "There are fierce beasts in front, and there are chasing soldiers behind! God of War is above, may your brilliance continue to protect your people." ”