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

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"Bingdi flowers are very poisonous. We all saw the man fall yesterday, which proves that the poison has started to take effect."

After what happened with Sharon, the tribesmen who had been ambushing the orcs in Deep Valley City had long since fled.

No one knows what is going on in Shengu City now.

This Bingti flower was also brought out by Yves, and the elders of the Fox clan were not sure. There must be no way to cure this poison.

Now the elders of the Fox Clan cannot guarantee that Sharon must be dead, so they can only use these perfunctory words.

This was different from the previous vows made by the elders of the Fox clan, and the Blackthorn Pig King also felt the uncertainty of the other party.

Originally, today's arrangement was.

After the war broke out, all troops pressed forward and directly defeated the advancing legions without morale.

Then the Blackthorn Pig King won this great achievement, and the rest of the matter was handed over to the other two Pig Kings, who continued to lead the reinforcements from all races to the Neverwinter Fortress.

But all of this is now stuck here.

Feeling the increasingly cold gaze of the Black Thorn Pig King, the elder of the Fox Tribe hurriedly spoke out to explain.

"I think they are holding on for dear life at most. This should be the last force of resistance. As long as they are defeated, victory will be within easy reach."

"The food brought by the reinforcements is still sufficient. It won't be a problem to hold on for a few more days. I will ask the rear to bring more food."

Hearing this, the Black Thorn Pig King snorted coldly.

"Don't let me down."

"In that case, let's continue to press forward. We must take down this broken city today!"

Following the orders of the Blackthorn Pig King, groups of elite orcs also joined the battle.

Marcus, who had been able to persist at first, instantly felt tremendous pressure.

The companions around him were falling down continuously, and even he himself began to be injured.

I just couldn’t help but think of sirloin.

"Captain, I won't let you down!"

Marcus gritted his teeth, as if he didn't care about his life, raised his weapon high, and slashed at the elite orcs.

He fought even more crazily than the orcs. He was simply exchanging injuries for injuries. Even if he received a heavy hammer from the orcs, he would chop at the opponent one more time.

It will be the courage of soldiers!
The impact of a brave general will be huge.

The people who were already unable to hold on saw Marcus risking his life just to kill the orcs one more time. This directly inspired a kind of soldier.

The city gate opened again, and the fourth battalion, which had originally planned to wait until tomorrow, couldn't help but rush out of the city gate to come to support.

Although Sharon is not here, his spirit still affects everyone under his command.

"Forward, forward!"

Marcus roared, raising the long knife in his hand.

He not only wanted to become a new pillar of support, but also wanted to atone for the self-blame in his heart.

Marcus's resilience is beyond the Pig King's imagination.

It should be said that this advancing army truly exceeded the Pig King's expectations for humans.

This was the first time the Pig King had seen a brave human race like Sharon. He originally thought that if Sharon was killed, the army would be defeated.

Who would have thought that after a Sirloin fell, the other party would bring out a Marcus.

Behind the Blackthorn Pig King, there are two other Pig Kings who have been waiting for a long time, as well as reinforcements from various races.

After almost a day of fighting, the opponent was able to block more than a dozen waves of attacks by relying on life-threatening and crazy attacks.

If this continues, if one Marcus dies, who knows if another one will pop up, it will be endless.

Seeing that it was getting dark again, the Black Thorn Pig King couldn't sit still.

"What a bunch of trash!" "So much time is wasted dealing with these weak humans!"

If you continue to rely on these ordinary pigs under your command to fight slowly, he, the Black Thorned Pig King, will never be able to hold his head high in front of other beast kings.

All the orcs are waiting for him behind him.

The Black Thorn Pig King doesn't want to continue tonight, he wants to take action personally and make a quick decision!

Following the angry curse, the huge body began to move.

He is more than four meters tall, with broad shoulders and a round waist, and his whole body is covered with densely packed sharp black thorns.

The body is covered with colorful and valuable decorations, and many human skulls can be seen among them.

The fangs on the mouth are more like an inverted crescent moon, rising straight into the sky, as if trying to pierce a hole in the sky.

"Boom!"

Just stepping on the ground, that huge body can make a muffled sound.

Marcus, who was fighting fiercely, instantly felt a cold killing intent locking onto him, causing goosebumps all over his body.

It's like being targeted by some terrifying monster!
The Beast King with a powerful bloodline is not even worse than the Warcraft King in the wild simply in terms of physical strength.

And compared to the single-method King of Warcraft, these orc kings all have tribal heritage.

Heavy footsteps continued to slowly approach the battlefield ahead.

Just hearing the footsteps made everyone at the front tremble with fear.

The pressure of the Pig King is no joke.

Any Pig King himself is an extremely terrifying and difficult-to-kill existence.

The Black Thorn Pig King rushed to the battlefield and became angry when he saw the battle ahead.

"Humble human race, you are so annoying!"

With a roar, the Black Thorn Pig King's body lit up with a faint light, and the black thorns turned into sharp arrows and shot directly forward.

The Blackthorn Pig King didn't care at all whether there were any pigs ahead.

The black thorns on his body carried strong wind, and his speed was exaggeratedly faster than a long bow.

It was like a black drizzle.

All the people and orcs standing in front of the Black Thorn Pig King were riddled with holes, and their bodies were covered with bloody holes left by the black thorns.

After Marcus felt the killing intent, he immediately retreated to the side, trying to avoid it.

But the opponent was coming towards him, so Marcus could only pick up an iron shield that fell on the ground and barely resist it.

The strong shield looked like a piece of paper on the opponent's black thorns, and was penetrated directly.

Marcus tried his best to avoid it, but he still got four or five bloody holes in his body.

That's not the worst part. The black thorn seemed to be poisonous. After being hit by the black thorn, Marcus began to feel dizzy.

As expected of the Pig King, he killed dozens of human soldiers in front of him with just one move, and even their leader was injured.

As for the orcs who died from this move, they were naturally insignificant.

Marcus fell to the ground. He could no longer see the front, but he could still hear the footsteps of the Pig King getting closer, and he couldn't help but fall into despair.

"You are too weak, you should die!"

A disdainful voice sounded, and the Pig King seemed to raise his foot, trying to trample himself to death.

At this moment, an arrow whistling loudly above the sound of the wind sounded!

(End of this chapter)