Heart of the Castle

Chapter 115 The Trouble of the Demon Army

The village has been reduced to ruins.

The once solid fence and wooden walls had become a charred wreck, with dark red embers still smoldering in places, and billows of smoke rising from among the broken ruins.The clanging of swords and the roars from both sides seemed to still be echoing in the sky, but if you listen carefully, you can only hear a silence, and there are faint groans and gasps of the dying.

The resistance of the defenders in the village had been fierce and determined, and traces of fierce fighting could be seen everywhere.There were black and red blood stains all over the walls and fences.The corpses of goblins and orcs were scattered inside and outside the wooden walls, and occasionally the corpses of an imp or two were also mixed in.The battle at the main entrance of the wooden wall was particularly fierce. More than a dozen heavily armed warriors stood guard there, not retreating an inch, tenaciously resisting an enemy that was several times their own, until the burners ended their resistance with fireballs.

The Purgatory Flame Demon Glucci stood quietly on the hill, his blood-red eyes staring at the ruins under his feet.As a high-level demon who manipulates flames and is also the leader of this demon army, Gluch has always prided himself on his calm judgment.This time, under his plan, the demon army captured this well-defended village with very little loss. This feat will definitely satisfy the lord.

Thinking like this, Grucci breathed the air full of the wonderful smell of burnt flesh in his nostrils, and his eyes burned with bloodthirsty impulse from time to time.However, he warned himself that the more the victory is about to be obtained, the more he must wait calmly.

In addition to the regular demon army composed of imps, there are cannon fodder troops composed of half-orcs and goblins in almost equal numbers on the hill.These cannon fodders were seriously damaged in the previous battle, and now they were waiting listlessly. Some of the leaders looked dejected, looked down the hill from time to time, and then continued to whisper.

According to the usual habit of the demon army, after the human village is captured, the regular demon army will deal with it, and the rest will be the turn of the most damaged cannon fodder.It has to be said that because the living conditions in the abyss hometown of the demons are unimaginably harsh, their demand for any material can only be described as ferocious.The place looted by the little devils is so barren that even if a mouse enters it, it will come out with empty paws and two bags of tears.

"Chief Vaz, I have a task for you." Gluch suddenly ordered after staring at the ruins of the village for a long time.

A tall and fat half-orc agreed with some surprise and walked over.Obviously, among the leaders of the group of cannon fodder, this guy named Vaz is the strongest one. A set of black armor that doesn't fit well is worn on him, and the lack of it is made up with thick fur .

Although it looks very rough, this is already an excellent equipment that makes other orc leaders salivate with envy.

Vaz walked behind Grucci. Although he had bent his waist as low as possible, he was still much taller than the Purgatory Flame Demon.

"Master Grucci, Vaz is ready to serve you at any time." Compared with speaking respectfully, the hoarse voice of a half-orc is more suitable for a savage growl, but Vaz dare not do this. The roaring guy in front of him was stronger than Watts, and now there were only a few scorched and blackened bones left.

"You don't need to be so humble, Chief Vaz, we demons know how to respect the strong, and you undoubtedly belong to a strong one." Grucci said pleasantly, the crackling sound of the flames in the purgatory flame demon's voice seemed It's so beautiful. "In the past few days, you and your subordinates have worked hard to capture this village, Chief Vaz, I should give you a first credit."

"This is what I should do, Lord Grucci." Vaz bent his waist even lower, and forced a smile on that stupid and brutal ugly face, which was really unbearable to watch.

"In order to reward you and your subordinates, I have decided to let you enjoy the fruits of victory this time."

"What? Lord Grucci, you mean..." Vaz was really frightened this time, the half-orc chief couldn't help but straighten his waist, his small yellow eyes showed uncontrollable ecstasy and disbelief .

"Yes, that's right, this is your mission. If you want to take anything, go down there!" Grouch said loudly, pointing down the hill generously.

Vaz looked tempted to kiss the fiend's boots, but he easily resisted the urge to do so.First of all, the purgatory flame demon has no boots; secondly, the body of this high-level demon is always covered with a layer of scorching flames. If he really kisses it, Vaz will say goodbye to his lips.

Vaz quickly returned to the cannon fodder army composed of goblins and goblins. A few seconds later, there were countless roars from voices of different thicknesses. The ecstatic goblins and goblins used what they could think of. He praised the wise Chief Vaz in all languages, and then rushed down the hill like a mess of locusts, screaming wildly.

These greedy guys came to the ruins of the village, kicked open the door of every house, and looted everything that could be taken inside.Occasionally, a lucky guy gets something enviable, and immediately two or three jealous guys rush up and fight together.

Of course, Chief Vaz chose the tallest house in the village. This strong and stupid guy was extra careful, greeted a few half-orc cronies, and walked in together.Soon, the orcs roared in surprise from the house.

Seeing this scene, there was a small commotion among the demon troops behind Grucci. The little demons muttered in low voices, and the blood in their eyes became brighter; the giant hellhound that was as big as a calf opened its mouth wide , the dripping saliva emitted faint blue smoke on the ground; the brutal horned demon seemed even more impatient, pounding his chest from time to time, and let out bursts of threatening growls.

"Hulu, Lord Grucci, why do you let those lowly cannon fodder take advantage? Our noble horned demons are very upset!" Following this rough voice, a demon came over with a huge body shaking, blocking the sky behind Grucci.

This guy has a pair of huge curved horns, and his extremely strong body is covered with fiery red scales, and a threatening grunt is coming out of his big mouth full of sharp teeth.The image of this demon is not unfamiliar, it is the horned demon warlord who is known for his strong body and simple mind in the rank of great demon.

Grucci looked at the big guy contemptuously, and said in a voice mixed with crackling flames: "Baipa, the horned demon governor, think about it with your ridiculously stupid head. How many guards are there in that village? How many people died in battle during this period? Don’t use these cannon fodder to explore the way, should we still use our own men?”

As if to verify Gluch's words, there was a sudden burst of screams from among the ruins, and then some panicked goblins and orcs escaped from the houses on both sides.Most of these guys had new wounds that were bleeding directly, and the number that could escape was greatly reduced compared to when they entered.

There were fierce fighting sounds from the house Chief Vaz entered, as if a whole armed army was ambushing inside, but if you carefully identify it, you will find that the roars and howls coming from inside belong to half The voice of an orc.

"Could it be that these cannon fodder troops have internal strife?" Grouch couldn't help but have this idea in his mind.

It's not impossible.

When the demon army was searching for cannon fodder troops, they didn't take into account the original position of these orcs and goblins. They were often tribes that had blood feuds with each other, and they were pulled together.It is conceivable what the morale and discipline of this kind of troops will be like, but this is exactly what the leader of the demon army wants to see. A united army may not be willing to become cannon fodder for the demon army.

A particularly shrill roar sounded, and a fat and tall figure retreated step by step. Looking from the back, it should be that Chief Vaz was right, but his half-orc cronies did not follow.

"Good knife, powerful..." Chief Vaz muttered hoarsely, the black armor on his body suddenly split into two pieces from the middle, and slipped down on both sides of his body.Then Chief Vaz's feet lost the strength to support his body, and he fell to the ground with a bang. Scarlet liquid flowed out from under him, and soon soaked the surrounding ground.

(End of this chapter)