I traveled through time and became a slave, and the noble lady was obsessed with me

Chapter 465 Brutal Killing

A pig man with red eyes was rushing forward, as if the city in front of him was his father-killing enemy.

Actually no, this pig man has no idea where this place is or what he is about to do.

He doesn't even have a name, everyone just calls him Big Ears, just because his ears are naturally much bigger than other pigs.

Big Ear didn't know what he was going to do. He was just pushed forward by the stronger pigman behind him.

Then he told him in his ear that as long as he rushed to the front, there would be endless potatoes.

As the lowest pig people, what they eat every day is potatoes, or anything growing on the roadside. As long as they can touch it, it is food.

Big Ears has black bristles on his body. He is the most common low-level pig man. His height is even the same as that of ordinary humans. His hands are empty and he is holding nothing.

Not to mention training, he didn't even have a wooden stick. The only thing Big Ears had was his own body.

This is the pig man living at the bottom.

From birth to growing up, he lived a miserable life. From birth, he was the slave of those elite pigmen, who would give them a bite of food.

It's just that the food is not enough for even the skinny humans, so how can it be enough for these ordinary pigs.

Pig people living in such an environment only have "hungry" in their minds.

As long as you can give them a bite to eat, they can do whatever they want.

Inside Big Ears' head, only the word "charge" was left. As long as he rushed to the front, he would have food.

The next moment, a sharp arrow fell from mid-air.

To be honest, Big Ear's first reaction when he saw the arrow was to know if this thing could be eaten.

Just wait until the sharp arrows penetrated the companions around him and directly pinned them to the ground.

Big ears knew that these were not food, but deadly weapons.

Under the rain of arrows from the sky, Big Ear was quickly hit by an arrow and was nailed to the ground. Fortunately, it was not a serious injury.

Soon, Big Ear forgot about the pain, just because a companion fell on him, suppressed him, and died above him.

Without any hesitation, the big ears bit directly at his companion.

Usually when they are in the rear, the elite orcs will tell them that they cannot eat their living companions, but as long as they are dead, it is food.

The dense rain of arrows directly covered the entire battlefield.

The long and narrow canyon passage has directly become a death passage. Any pig man who wants to rush through here will only be ruthlessly nailed to the ground.

If it were any other race, it would be difficult for them to break through when faced with this kind of environment.

But pigs are different!

Like an endless tide.

Countless "big ears" were pushed onto the battlefield without knowing anything.

Just one fight between the two sides left thousands of pig-man corpses behind.

In front of the sharp arrows, no matter how strong the body is, it can't block it. This is simply a one-sided massacre.

But the Black Thorn Pig King sitting in the back didn't show any signs of movement on his face.

The Black Thorn Pig King has seen scenes like this countless times.

In his eyes, these low-level pig people are not even considered members of the same race, or even living beings.

They are just human shields to help the real orcs block the opponent's weapons.

As long as you can take a few arrows from the opponent before dying, you've already made your money back. If you can take more than a dozen arrows before dying, that's a big profit!

It's just that cheap.

This is the "tactic" that these pig kings have learned from fighting against the human race for so many years. Arrows are human minions. In any city, any army will have them, but not many because they are made of steel.

If a low-level pig takes five arrows, the 10,000 low-level pigs can help consume 50,000 long arrows.

This time, they mobilized more than 150,000 low-level orcs. Do the humans have 750,000 arrows?
And even if there were, could their archers shoot so many arrows?

Therefore, it is commonplace to send thousands of pigs to die at the beginning of the game.

"Humph, haven't you all eaten?"

"This time, we are going to take Deep Valley City again, hurry up, hurry up!"

Following the orders of the Blackthorn Pig King, more pigs were sent to the battlefield.

The pig's death is not meaningless.

Gradually, it can be found that the position where they fell is getting closer and closer to the front.

……

In the deep valley city, the command hall.

Sitting in Sharon's seat, one can clearly see that the Pigman's advancement speed is constantly advancing.

Taking the two hundred meters in front of the city wall as a line, the opponent is now constantly pushing forward.

The reason for this is mainly because the archers under his command are getting tired, and the pigs are charging faster.

However, for every meter the opponent advances, the price they have to pay is a pile of pig corpses.

Sharon was not surprised by such a tragic situation and just watched quietly.

It wasn't until the other party advanced to the city and could begin to touch the city wall that Sharon opened his mouth gently.

"Set fire."

Buckets of tung oil were poured out using a special device, and they were sprayed as far forward as possible.

Almost at the same time, the Black Thorn Pig King also shouted a timeout.

The two sides acted like very well-coordinated partners at the same time.

When the pigs who entered the deep valley city stopped moving, rockets were thrown out of the air.

The arrow was also covered with tung oil and fell outside, igniting a raging fire.

Although the corpses of those pigmen were very thin, they still had grease. Once ignited, the flames could not be stopped.

This flame became the end of today.

The faces of the leaders of both sides did not change at all.

This is a battle rhythm that both sides have long been familiar with. The Deep Valley City side paid the price of nearly ten thousand arrows, while the pigs paid the price of thousands of pigs.

The so-called war is a waste.

Let’s see who is on which side. If you can’t hold on and consume yourself first, you will be overwhelmed by the other party.

Charges like this will happen every day in the future, until whichever side can't bear it first.

The Black Thorn Pig King squinted his eyes and looked at it for a long time. He couldn't figure out how many arrows there were in Deep Valley City.

During the last attack, they had destroyed all the arrows in the city. Logically speaking, the opponent should not have much inventory.

But now it seems that the other party still seems to be very confident.

Seeing the pig man retreat, Sharon finally secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Sharon now has to thank Chen Fan. It was Chen Fan who helped bring in a lot of steel materials before, otherwise they wouldn't have the confidence.

(End of this chapter)