Otherworld Qin

Chapter 204 221 Patience

A group of more than 30 people sneaked over together, and before they saw each other, their mouths and noses were filled with thick blood. It was obvious that there had been a bloody battle here.

Turning around the large bushes, a small highland appeared in front of me. The highland was just a piece of muddy land with a radius of several hundred meters. There were many tall trees growing on it. Where are the tree houses built? , but now most of the tree houses have been destroyed, and the bloody bodies were nailed to the tree trunks one by one, and dozens of young orcs were nailed to death there.

Seeing this scene, all the orc warriors began to breathe quickly, but they all suppressed the anger in their hearts, and continued to follow Shengxuan quietly towards the target.

At this time, I have seen the situation there more clearly. There are some broken bone spear sticks scattered on the ground, and some axes processed from rocks. These are the weapons used by the orcs. Although these primitive weapons can make people They hunted monsters, but in the face of the well-equipped Calais soldiers, these weapons were very fragile. Often the weapons in their hands were cut off by the opponent's sword, but they still caused damage to this small group of Calais soldiers with their flesh and blood. some damage.

This Calais team with a hundred soldiers, many of them were painted, and a few of them were lying on the wooden boards, obviously killed by the rebellious orcs, but the damage was paid for by this little man. A devastating disaster for a small orc tribe. The young orcs were almost killed. Hundreds of old orcs, women and children were forced to kneel there. Next to them were Calais soldiers who were closely guarded by swords, bows and crossbows. A Calais officer was sitting on a huge wooden stake, talking about something arrogantly.

"You damned untouchables, don't you know that this is an order issued by the respected king? You dared to resist, and even killed and wounded my brother. We just wanted to play with that beautiful bride. Play, teach her how to serve men, it's not that simple now, I want you to pay for your stupid behavior, and hang those orcs up for me."

As the words fell to the ground, another team of dozens of Calais warriors escorted more than [-] young orcs came up. Among the orcs kneeling below, a tall old orc saw his face change drastically, and immediately Kowtow like a chicken talking broken rice, "My lord, I beg you to let these children go, they are just impulsive, we are willing to compensate you and your subordinates for the harm caused, please,,,"

"Father, don't ask for these beasts, our orcs only bow their heads for the beast gods, not these damned beasts." A young man who was escorted up cursed loudly, and the old orc became even more nervous when he heard this." Shut up." Then he continued to bow to the Calais officer, "My lord, if you have a lot of adults, please spare him, he is still a child..."

"Child? You are very good at talking. The child in your mouth killed two of my brothers. Do you think you can let me spare him with just your words?"

"I,,, I,,, I can use the ancestral treasures of our tribe in exchange for their lives, I just ask you to spare them." In desperation, the old orc said this sentence unwillingly. The whole person collapsed there as if his strength had been drained.

This sentence immediately caused a huge panic among these orcs, "Master Patriarch, you can't do this. If we lose the golden totem, our Qinglan clan will have no hope."

The young orc who was crushed to the ground by Calais soldiers roared furiously, "Father, are you confused? That is the last hope of our family, how can you..." Other orcs also followed suit He yelled "Master Patriarch, you can't do this!" but was cut off by the old orc.

"You rebellious son, why don't you shut up? If you hadn't provoked these adults, how could our entire clan have suffered such severe trauma? If all the young people in the clan are dead, then what hope do we have? Word?"

While the orcs were making noise, the Calais officer was whispering something to his subordinates, and after a while he turned his head and said to the orc patriarch, "Hey, old man, why didn't Youbao show it earlier? Maybe for the sake of that treasure, I can really spare you."

Hearing this sentence, the old orc's spirit was shaken, "Okay, if my lord is really willing to spare the lives of these children, I'm willing to offer that ancestral treasure with both hands."

Although there were tears on his face, the old orc still firmly said to the orcs next to him, "You guys come with me, please show us our golden totem."

Although the faces of these orcs are unwilling, everyone's eyes are red, and some people are even crying, but they also know that only by saving the lives of the young people in the tribe, can their small tribe have the hope of continuing to survive, otherwise even these Calais soldiers Without killing them, they, the elderly and children, would not be able to survive in such a cruel environment.

After a little effort, the old orc came back with those people, and snatched a short gold staff in his hand. It can be seen from their attitude that they respected this short golden staff very much, and the short staff was extremely respectful. The staff was made into a weird monster pattern, although the workmanship was a bit rough, but the heavy weight and the several huge gemstones inlaid on it still showed the value of this short staff.

The moment Officer Calais saw the golden totem staff, his eyes radiated a strange light, and he couldn't help muttering, "The old thing still hides such a valuable thing." Before the old orc moved, he stepped forward Snatching it away, the orcs immediately went into an uproar, and the old orc even leaned over and almost fell down.

He held it in his hand and weighed it, and then the officer said with a lewd smile to the soldiers behind him, "It's quite heavy, I'm afraid it weighs a hundred and ten catties. Now we have to make a small fortune." Only one soldier Said, "My lord, is this stuff stuffed?"

"Oh? I don't think so." As he spoke, the officer pulled out his sword and cut off the totem staff with a bang. This scene immediately aroused the anger of all the orcs. The cry of the sky desperately wanted to rush up, but was stopped by the old orc desperately.

"Retire all of you, it's just a piece of gold, it's nothing more than a foreign body, don't do stupid things anymore." After several obstacles, the orc finally suppressed the fury of the orc, and the officer couldn't help but stepped forward, scorning him with his hands. He patted the old orc on the head, "Hehe, you're still a sensible old man."

"Father!" Seeing that the golden totem staff was cut off by the Calais officer, the suppressed young orc uttered a heart-piercing exclamation again, letting the Calais soldier's iron boots trample on his head fiercely, Still unyielding, he shouted loudly, "You are cutting off the hope of our antelope family. How can we hide our faces to pray to the beast gods in the future? What face will we have to face future generations?"

"Shut up!" The old orc's body trembled under his son's repeated reprimands. If it wasn't for the support of the orc next to him, he might have fallen to the ground at this moment.

With a careful smile on his face, the old orc gave a deep salute to the Calais officer, "My lord, now that the treasure has been dedicated to you, will you let these children go now?"

"Oh? Did I tell you to let them go?" The officer asked the soldiers behind him with a rascal face, and the soldiers burst into laughter, "No, how could my lord spare you mobs just for this little gold? ?”

As soon as these words came out, the old orc's face turned pale, and big beads of sweat and tears rolled down, "My lord, you can't make such a joke!"

As he said that, he rushed forward to save the legs of the Calais officer, and the officer raised his legs and kicked the old orc out fiercely, "Fuck you, old man, don't make fun of yourself, I'll take your little gold, I can let you old things and those little bastards go, but your son and these damn beasts, how can I spare them after they killed my brother?"

"You guys go and hang them on the tree next to me. Be careful. I don't want him to die so soon. Remember to cut off their eyelids. I will let them take a good look at how I teach It's for that little girl to serve men." As he spoke, the officer let out a piercing smirk, and swaggered to a nearby wooden post and sat down.

Calais soldiers immediately rushed forward, binding the struggling young orc even more tightly, and the orc kept shouting while struggling, "Even if I die, I won't let you bastards go."

The Calais officer picked his ears with his fingers, "It's so harsh, what can I do to stop this beast from shouting?" A Calais soldier ran forward excitedly, "My lord, look at me, this one is mine!" It's the best." He reached out and cut a branch from the side, and then turned that branch into a few sharp wooden sticks with a few swipes.

The Calais soldier walked up to the young orc, pulled his lips with his hands, and ruthlessly pierced wooden sticks one after another. Suddenly, the orc's mouth became bloody and bloody, and the rough wooden stick stuck in the flesh made him He could no longer open his mouth.

Officer Calais laughed sarcastically, "Where did you learn all these bad ideas, kid? But it still works, and it really cleans up a lot."

After a while, the twenty or so young orcs were hung on the tree, not by ropes, but twenty sticks were inserted into the hands and feet and nailed to the tree trunk. Sheng Xuan and the others couldn't bear to watch the scene, but there were more than 150 people on the other side. If they attacked now, I'm afraid that none of the hundreds of orcs, old and young, would be able to survive, and the other party would kill them all in an instant.

Looking at the orcs nailed to the tree trunks, Shengxuan knew that their injuries were not critical. Those Calais soldiers obviously often did such cruel things, and their positions were just right. According to their current conditions, it would probably take a few days before they were injured. Slowly die of weakness.

These physical wounds will heal, but the wounds in their hearts will never heal. After this group of Calais soldiers did such a cruel thing to these orcs, I am afraid that none of the orcs will be spared in the end. Their lives can only be attacked when the other party relaxes their vigilance, so Sheng Xuan used his eyes to warn the soldiers beside him to be patient,

(End of this chapter)