After Jacqueline and the others searched for the orcs' loot, they burned all the corpses of the victims, including the orcs.

After such a setback in the first battle, the young cadets of Sayles Academy finally remembered that they still had a small manual, as if the above precautions mentioned this kind of encounter.

After reading this handbook one after another, everyone thought that what was written on it was simply a good word, so they carefully dealt with the aftermath according to what was written in the handbook.

This was done in order to prevent a massive orc horde from fighting back.

According to the pamphlet, Jacqueline and the others realized that the five orcs they encountered might be patrols of some orc tribe, which meant that there would be a medium-sized orc tribe nearby near them.

Yes, just think about it, if even the five ordinary patrolmen had mastered the killing energy, no matter how small such a tribe was, it would not be something that Jacqueline's gang could provoke lightly.

I have to say that destroying the corpse and running away is indeed a very clear choice, and not long after Jacqueline and the others left, two more groups of orcs passed by here.

Although there was no trace of it anymore, the faint smell of blood in the air still made the orcs with a keen sense of smell show something, their faces were gloomy, but they didn't do anything, and quickly turned back.

About ten kilometers from the place of the incident, there was a huge tribe of orcs, and the tents with sails were almost as far as the eye could see.

Countless sharpened bowl-sized pieces of wood were inserted around the tent as a warning fence, and the shadows of the beasts were heavy inside, and the beasts were shouting, so it was not lively.

The orc tribe is not simply a group of orcs of a certain race, on the contrary, due to the continuous plundering and integration all year round, the orc tribe often has orcs of various races.

But in order to ensure the interests of the various races of the primitive tribes. The Orcs used the most convenient and reliable caste system. Different castes have different identities and rights, the most noble caste is the most primitive race of the tribe, and the next castes are divided according to their contribution to the tribe. Naturally, the greater the contribution, the higher the caste.

The orcs like to quarrel, after all, they are far behind humans in management, and their nature is very violent, if there is no strong authority, the orcs will often disobey the other, and they will become a mess.

But even in the presence of absolute authority, the orcs will inevitably quarrel, but they will not break the rules and turn into bloody conflicts.

The orc tribe had obviously just moved here, and there were still all kinds of fresh signs of relocation all around. If a human scout unit arrives, it will be instantly recognized. This tribe is usually a collection of orcs who came to attack the kingdom of Nakalu.

Since the humans occupied Nakaru, this kind of large-scale attack by the orcs has not known how many times, and the humans have become strange, and even many human soldiers are looking forward to such a war - the city of Nakaru with its strong walls often turns the orc attack into a meaningless act of sending money and experience.

Fortunately, this orc tribe was conspicuous enough, and after eating the turtle, Jacqueline's group quietly took a detour after appearing in this tribe from afar. And it didn't come into conflict with it.

The roar of beasts in such a large tribe naturally scares away all kinds of creatures that come close, but no observer notices the strangest point of the tribe.

There was not a single orc around a small, inconspicuous tent, and the orcs who happened to have to pass through here tried their best to tiptoe, not even daring to penetrate the atmosphere, let alone quarrel.

Compared to other tents that are very lively. The little tent did seem a little deserted.

But anyone can smell the smell of blood here, and the closer you get to the tent, the stronger the smell of blood.

Suddenly, there was a strange roar from inside this seemingly inconspicuous but extremely strange little tent. The voice was not loud, like the wailing of a dying man. However, it was incomparably clear to the ears of everyone within a radius of a kilometer in the vicinity.

The faces of the orcs who heard this voice changed dramatically and were terrified.

Several orcs looked at each other, hurried into a large tent, and dragged a group of humans out of it.

These human beings are horrible, they are both male and female. There was not a trace of clothing on his body, and even his head and body hair were shaved. These people have fine skin and tender meat, and they are by no means those peasants with thick skin and rough meat, perhaps landlords or pampered aristocrats.

The most pitiful thing is that not only are these humans in huge shackles, which makes their movements inconvenient, but in order to prevent them from running around, one of their feet is broken alive, forming a strange twist with shocking dark blood and bruises.

These humans have limited mobility, so they can only move slowly by supporting each other, and the terrible leather whips of the orcs behind them. There was a wail in the procession, but no matter how pitiful the humans looked, the orcs would not blink their eyelids.

It wasn't a long way off, and soon the orcs were escorting the miserable humans to the outside of the small tent.

"My lord, I brought the food. One of the orcs in charge of escorting said cautiously into the small tent.

"With ...... In. There was a staccato sound from inside the tent, and it was so strange that it was like the shrill laughter of a demon in hell that made everyone who listened shiver.

Especially those humans, as soon as they heard this voice, their moods were shaken, and their already numb expressions appeared frightened, and the slightly desperate cries turned into howls that resounded through the sky.

Many humans are so frightened that they don't care about their injuries and the surrounding environment, and they actually try to escape.

Unfortunately, the orcs on the other side were also frightened, and they were even more afraid of the wrath of the adult in the tent.

So the orcs whipped and shoved and beat and thrashed, pushing the faint humans who tried to resist into the tent.

"Look, my lord, the hair has been shaved off, so that it won't be as cumbersome as last time. None of the orcs dared to enter the tent, and after sending the humans into the tent, they said respectfully outside.

"It's ...... Good ......"

As soon as the sound ended, there were screams, wails, and cries of pain from the humans inside the tent, and the eerie sound of bones and flesh being torn and rubbing against their teeth.

The orcs didn't fear that the humans would escape, they believed in the power of the adult inside the tent—terrifying, but formidable. The stronger the power of that Lord, the more certain they will be of attacking Nakaru this time.

The commotion in the tent soon ended, and the eerie and terrifying calm of the past was restored.

“...... Is there any news?" After a moment of silence, the voice inside the tent asked.

"Well, that, I heard she's going to put on a final show at the North Pole......"

"Arctic...... It's far away, it's not much, it's not much time, tell your leaders, let's attack Nakaru in a few days......"

"So, isn't that too urgent?"

There was no sound in the tent, and it was eerily quiet. However, the murderous aura that emanated from the tent grew stronger, as if it was about to freeze the whole world.

"I, I know!" The orc trembled, and even couldn't move because of fear, and he didn't know how to use his brain, so he instinctively agreed to this request.

The people in the tent heard the orc's answer and remained silent, but the killing aura around the tent quickly dissipated.

The orcs were forgiven, and when they came back to their senses, they were sweating profusely, as if they had done an extremely intense exercise.

The orcs, who had survived the death, did not dare to stay any longer near the tents, and hurried away from here, and ran to the highest tents in the distance, telling the great men of the tribe the meaning of the terrible figure in the tents.

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