Traveling through the Warhammer world, but I didn’t cry

The Eldar are also aliens.

Marr only knew this because the Ministry of War only publicized it.

Thin and light appearance, gorgeous and close-fitting armor, and guns that can shoot beautiful sparks and sharp crystals.

While Mal was observing, the orc's ax struck hard, but he did not hit the flexible body of the Eldar, but only cut a piece of wood in half.

The Eldar's pistol was aimed at the ugly face of the orc, and the star dart hit the orc's helmet, eliciting a disdainful taunt from the latter.

"I'm not afraid of shiny pieces like yours."

After saying that, he punched the body of the Ada Eldar, and the armor dented under the load, letting out a cracking groan.

The Eldar also hit the tree like a kite with its string broken, temporarily losing the ability to move.

Mal felt that he should leave this place of right and wrong, but he felt that he could not successfully escape from such a strong orc.

The orc would hack down an Eldar with ease and smell human flesh in the air.

Many of Mal's friends were picked out and eaten one by one by the orcs in this way. These green monsters have a very good sense of smell when they are hungry.

He must take action in advance before he discovers himself.

As soon as Mal had the idea of ​​a sneak attack, the orc turned his head and shouted loudly, "Is that eggless, deflated calf looking at me secretly?"

Fortunately, he made the right choice. Mal quickly aimed and shot at the joints of the orc that were not covered by armor.

One of the orc's elbows was stabbed by a laser. He stamped his feet angrily, put down the seriously injured Eldar, and rushed towards Mal with an ax in hand.

This is simply a small tank. Even if Mal is experienced, he will feel nervous under such power.

He threw away the useless laser gun, took out the tactical short blade from his waist, and stood on the side of a thick tree.

The orc was so manic that he slashed across with his axe.

Marr could also better observe the orc's injuries at close range. The strong orc's armor was covered with sharp and shining crystal flakes, and his bones were exposed in the areas where he was not wearing armor.

The resistance of the Eldar still caused some injuries to the orc, and with Marr's injury to the orc's elbow, he was unable to swing the ax faster.

Mal bent down and barely escaped the orc's attack, and the ax sank into the tree trunk. Mal had to make the orc incapacitated before the orc could pull out the ax again.

As for letting the orcs die? Such a big orc must be difficult to kill.

Even if he stood still, Mal felt that he would have to fall down from exhaustion to make the orc completely die.

The trees were trembling, and the ax was being pulled out. Mal knew he had no time to waste, so he gripped the short blade and stabbed at the gap in the orc's armor.

With a puff, blood and viscera soup spurted out from the orc's abdomen, but this was nothing to an orc.

The orc roared, loosened his fist on the ax handle, and smashed Mal on the back.

The experience of being thrown down in an emergency saved Mal's life. Before the orc's fist hit his back firmly, Mal's body had already fallen down.

The orc's fist only hit a small part of Mal's back, but even this force made Mal lie on the ground for a long time before he could recover.

what's next? It seemed that nothing could be done next. Mal felt that the top of his head was shrouded in shadow, and he had no more chances to dodge the orcs' attack.

At this critical moment, a burst of shurikens pierced the back of the orc's neck, and then a long sword penetrated the orc's chest while he was staggering.

Mal turned his head to avoid the orc's stomping feet. He looked up and saw the injured Ada standing on the orc's back leaning on the long sword.

The orc's big hand stretched back, grabbed the Ada Eldar's foot, and violently threw it in one direction.

Mal jumped up suddenly, and penetrated the orc's unprotected chin from bottom to top with the blade until it reached his brain.

The orc cursed dissatisfiedly, saying that both Bean sprouts and Xiami were complete cowards, and his heavy body fell to the ground, almost crushing Mal.

Mal gasped and stabbed the orc's body a few more times. He didn't stop until the ugly head could no longer look like its original appearance.

Panting heavily and struggling to straighten his back, Mal looked at the battlefield around him. The Eldar also stood up and aimed his pistol at Mal.

They looked at each other, and Mal moved the knife slightly. He knew that the Eldar was seriously injured, and it was entirely possible that he would die with the Eldar in front of him.

After a long time, the Eldar sighed. It was difficult for her to stand still. She put down the gun and walked to the corpses of other Eldar with staggering steps. She knelt on the ground and groped for something with her hands.

Mal picked up the laser gun again, looked at the busy backs of the Eldar, and deliberately shook the gun a few times.

The Eldar did not stop because of this threat. She put a few beautiful stones in her arms and sat leaning against a big tree, her head lowered without looking at Mal.

Mal stared at the Eldar carefully, thinking about what he should do. Judging from the Ministry of Military Affairs manual, he should shoot the alien immediately.

But this Eldar did save him, no matter what his intentions were, this behavior was real.

Honor, don't be a coward and a fucking asshole!

Marna's staid chief had always said so, and he would not tolerate any act that tarnished his honor.

Maybe I can capture this Eldar tribe and use it to exchange for military exploits when I see a large army.

Although it's not a good ending, it's at least better than being eaten alive by orcs, right?

Mal walked towards the Ada Eldar under the tree. The injured Eldar still did not raise his head and hummed softly a song that Mal could not understand.

"Hey, Ada!" Mal called seriously, "Can you understand?"

"What do you want to do, monkey?" the Eldar responded coldly, dissatisfied with Mal's interruption of her humming.

"So that you can survive and not become a piece of shit pulled out by the orcs!"

"Ha." The Eldar mocked, "You are no better than the orcs. You are essentially the same cruelty and barbarism."

"Crutal? Barbaric? Listen, you alien. Before joining the army, I was a flower shop owner. I know how to take care of flowers and plants to make them grow beautiful and healthy. Do you think orcs will do this? They can only use More shit crushes those pretty flowers."

"Hehehe." The Ada Eldar smiled, but it was hard to tell whether he was laughing or being amused.

Mal came to the Eldar's side and tried to pull her up and put her on his shoulders.