Chapter 367 NEKOPARA(1/2)
The sub-orc residents of "Dan-Azler" had their hands tied behind their backs with hemp ropes. Pushed by the soldiers of the Frost Maple Ridge Expedition, they staggered and gathered in the central square of the Divine Grace Oasis.
The square of this sub-orc settlement is located next to the natural spring in the center of the Divine Grace Oasis.
The clear spring water in the spring reflects the bright midday sunlight over the Tongge Desert, making it as crystal clear as a diamond embedded in the yellow sand and green grass.
The breeze blew through the Oasis of Divine Grace, causing waves to rise in the grassland in the square, mixed with the fine wild flowers growing among the long grass, and a faint floral fragrance was mixed into this breeze.
Smelling the pleasant aroma in the air, Master Laurie thought to himself that compared to this desert oasis, the stupid Soul-Splitting Land on the other side of the mountain is a rubbish place...
However, the mood of the residents of "Dan-Azle" may not be as good as the scenery here.
Master Lowry squatted next to the central spring, picking his nostrils and filling his water bag while watching the group of sub-orcs in the square from a distance, standing in rows of men, women, old and young under the command of Frost Maple Ridge soldiers.
These sub-orcs of different races, whose movements were restricted by hemp ropes, showed very different expressions for a while:
There is sadness, confusion, humiliation, anger...
There were even a few young werewolves with gray hair and wolf ears. They tried to resist the Frost Maple Ridge soldiers who were tying ropes to their wrists. As a result, Eldridge hit him on the neck with a knife, and then he growled "Honestly".
Come down.
But to be honest, this scene is much better than what Master Lowry had expected.
He originally thought that the Lord would directly lead the Frost Maple Ridge Hussars to kill this inconspicuous federal settlement;
However, the reality is that although most of the sub-orcs living in the oasis are still full of anger towards the Frost Maple Ridge soldiers, there has not been any fierce resistance or conflict - in the case of the little catman who seems to be the leader.
After the girl shouted "surrender", almost all the sub-orcs put down their weapons and stopped resisting, even those groups of sub-orcs that were always known for their bravery and unruliness were no exception.
How does this simple settlement, which is obviously made up of multiple races, have such cohesion and obedience to a sixteen or seventeen-year-old girl?
Master Lowry thinks this oasis territory looks interesting.
Of course, it's just "a little bit interesting".
According to the master's observation, the strength of this territory is actually not enough to enter the current Shuangmangling Ridge's eyes:
In the brief exchange of fire just now, the Frost Maple Ridge Expeditionary Force directly caused a unilateral crushing massacre of these sub-orcs. This group did not even have simple leather armor, and the only weapons were a bunch of blacksmith's hammers and farmers' hammers.
How could a sub-orc using a pitchfork stand in front of the hoofs of the Frost Maple Ridge cavalry?
From the death of the werewolf throwing the stone of fate, to the fatal arrows of the Frost Maple Ridge cavalry archers coming through the air, to the last moment when the cat girl loudly surrendered and begged for mercy, the lord ordered a ceasefire, which did not even last for a short period of time.
Minutes later, the area near the southern wall of Divine Grace Oasis had turned into a bloody area littered with corpses;
Thanks to the little cat girl who saw the opportunity early - if she had shouted a few seconds later, even she would have been killed by the swords of the Frost Maple Ridge cavalry, not to mention the entire orcs in the Divine Grace Oasis settlement:
At that time, the "Northern Blizzard Mage Group" had already begun to chant a large-scale destructive magic!
The timely surrender of this group of sub-orcs finally allowed their fate to change at the critical moment from the path of destruction of "death without burial".
After this group of sub-orcs gave up their resistance, the Frost Maple Ridge expeditionary force effortlessly occupied this oasis settlement.
Master Lowry believes that the Frost Maple Ridge Expeditionary Force won the first battle too easily - after all, a sub-orc settlement in an oasis, how could it be possible to think of guarding against ghosts that appeared like ghosts from the yellow sand of the desert?
What about the Imperial Cavalry?
He picked up the water bag from the spring, wiped the water stains on his robe, and couldn't help but take another look at the densely packed orcs in the square.
This group of sub-orcs can only stand silently in the sun at present, passively waiting for their fate.
As for how the lord will decide to deal with these prisoners, even Master Laurie is not sure now - from a utilitarian point of view, this group of sub-orcs is really useless to Frost Maple Ridge. In order not to waste supplies,
And to avoid future troubles, perhaps killing them all directly, as Sean Mountbatten suggested, is the right answer.
But to raise a butcher knife against a group of unarmed and surrendered humanoid creatures... Master Lowry always found it strange.
So, the chief mage of the Igor family gave up thinking: After all, the lord still has the decision, right?
…
What Master Lowry, who was busy filling water, didn't know was that there was a heated debate going on in the simple wooden house on stilts just a few dozen meters away.
This wooden house, which was just erected not long ago, is the most regular looking building in the entire "Dan Azler" - different from the simple wooden houses, fur wooden sheds and even tents that other sub-orcs live in, this one
The stilted wooden house that stands out like a flock of chickens is usually used as the residence of the leader of "Dan Azler".
Of course, after the Frost Maple Ridge Expeditionary Force occupied the Divine Grace Oasis, several senior Igor family officials occupied the magpie's nest and set it up as a temporary command post and conference room for the expeditionary force——
——However, after entering the house and seeing the long skirt garters hanging in the house and the simple cloth dolls piled on the bed, all the humans were obviously stunned:
In the cruel war, they almost forgot that the leader of "Dan-Azler" who made all the sub-orcs lay down their weapons with just one sentence was actually just a young girl of sixteen or seventeen years old.
And watching her boudoir being invaded by such a group of "outsiders", with her hands held behind her back by a beautiful blond swordswoman, Malena staggered into the house following these human invaders, she was even more ashamed and angry.
His eyes turned red with grievance.
However, the old fox man who was severely injured by the magic of the spiritual song master received timely treatment from the Enziai troll military doctor. After he was finally out of danger, the cat man girl's mood has obviously calmed down a lot;
During the entire process when the Frost Maple Ridge Expeditionary Force occupied the oasis, searched the houses, and controlled the prisoners, she kept her head down and remained silent.
Compared to a young girl, her emotional control was a bit too strong, which made the senior officials of the Frost Maple Ridge Expeditionary Force couldn't help but marvel.
Of course, in the depths of Marlena's little heart, the reason why she behaves so calmly is not so much out of nature as out of despair:
In the brief firefight just now, Marlena had witnessed with her own eyes the brutality and cruelty of this group of human cavalry. They were simply like sabers sharpened by blood and fire, born for war, plunder and killing;
Marlena even felt that the "Purgatory Hammer" division that passed through "Dan Azler" and headed south last fall might not have the suffocating sense of oppression of this group of human cavalry.
Unfortunately, she fell into the hands of such a group of war butchers. In fact, the young fox girl no longer had any hope for the future.
However, even with this awareness, when Marlena was forced to follow the group of humans into the room that was supposed to belong to her, she was still frightened by what she saw and heard:
In addition to Malena herself and the beautiful blond swordsman responsible for escorting her, there were three people who walked into the wooden house: the handsome black-haired nobleman who ordered a ceasefire during the previous exchange of fire, and an elf magic with gorgeous robes and elegant posture.
division, and a young human officer wearing a neat gray military uniform, military boots, and sharp eyes.
Since she had learned the imperial lingua franca from her parents when she was a child, Malena vaguely understood from the conversations between these humans that the elf magician was called "Song Master" and that the young human officer was called "Sean...
"Mountbatten" seems to be a kind of staff officer accompanying their group of cavalry;
And the black-haired human who impressed her deeply seemed to be a human noble and the leader of all human cavalry——
——His name seems to be "Elliot Igor", but other humans call him "Lord Lord".
As soon as he stepped into this well-soundproofed cabin, the human officer named "Sean Mountbatten" ignored Marlena's existence and couldn't wait to say to the black-haired human noble:
"Lord, I told you, we don't have a second solution!"
The "Master of Spiritual Songs" on the opposite side crossed his arms and frowned:
"Chief of Staff Mountbatten! Let me remind you that your so-called 'solution' has another name, it's called 'massacre'!"
Sean Mountbatten turned his head, stared at the spiritual master, and said sadly:
"Master Spirit Song! Of course it's massacre! We are at war, Holy God! If we don't get rid of all these sub-orcs, what will we do in the future? They are the sub-orcs of the Federation, that is, our enemies - what do you want to say?
, should we show mercy to a group of enemies and then wait for them to tip off the Federation orcs in the north?"
Malena felt her heart suddenly tighten - she suddenly realized that the two people were discussing whether to kill all the sub-orcs "Dan Azler" who had surrendered...
The cat girl's pretty face turned pale, and she opened her lips tremblingly, but due to the intense fear and nervousness, she couldn't even utter a decent word.
And the elf magician was already retorting sharply:
"Chief of Staff Mountbatten! They have surrendered! Surrendered! They are our prisoners! Is it the human style of your empire to kill prisoners? Just like you did to us elves in the 'Old War'?"
The human officer known as "Chief of Staff Mountbatten" turned his head slightly:
"Master Lingge... I'm not from the Empire, I'm from Shuangmangling... Please don't involve racial issues! I ask you, do you know that we only have a goddamn five hundred people! Five hundred people!
And just standing outside, haha, there are nearly a thousand sub-orc "captives"! Do you want to use 500 people to guard a thousand captives? Ah? If this continues, what are we talking about about raids? What are we talking about?
What kind of invasion? Just take these useless sub-orcs back home and escort them back to Frost Maple Ridge and consider it a success!"
"I cannot accept the killing of prisoners happening in front of my eyes!" The elf magician also refused to give in. "This is my conduct as a magician and as an elf! Mr. Sean Mountbatten, you can become a warrior in the war."
beast, but Frost Maple Ridge cannot!"
Sean Mountbatten gritted his teeth, took a deep breath, and said in a deep voice:
"Then you should probably feel lucky...this matter is not up to me."
Silence fell on the room.
The human officers and elf mages, including the blond swordswoman behind Marlena, all turned to look at the young human noble who sat on her bed and remained silent for a long time.
Malena has long noticed a phenomenon - it seems that everyone in this group of human cavalry, from top to bottom, has the habit of looking at this black-haired human: no matter if there is any dispute or question, they
Almost instinctively, he turned his gaze to this young man, his gaze almost more pious than those of the shamans in the Federation who worshiped the God of War.
And now, too, they have to seek...oracle from this young human on how to deal with the sub-orc captives of "Dan Azler".
So, Marlena also trembled, forcing herself to raise her head, and looked with them at the too young "Lord" and into those black eyes as deep as the dark night.
But what made Marlena panic and overwhelmed was that those eyes were also staring at her.
"I think..." The black-haired human lord spoke in a deep voice, his voice seeming to be slower than the pace of a century.
Marlena realized that this young human, who was not much older than herself, was also hesitating.
She knew that the life and death of thousands of elders in the entire "Dan Azler" depended entirely on the next word that came out of this human's mouth.
The cat girl, who was as delicate as a flower, burst out with power from nowhere in her weak body. She let tears well up in her eyes, but still, under the surprised gaze of the blonde swordswoman behind her, she turned to that
The black-haired human begged loudly:
"Please... don't kill us... please... we don't want to die..."
Sean Mountbatten turned his head away, the spiritual master clenched his fists, and the blond swordswoman behind her controlled Marlena's wrists and seemed to loosen her grip involuntarily.
The black-haired human sitting in the highest position, "Lord Elliott Igor", sighed after three seconds of silence.
"Let's go, let's go." He waved his hand gloomily, "Let me talk to her first."
The voice of the human lord was not loud, but every word seemed to have iron-like majesty.
Sean Mountbatten and the spiritual master were only stunned for a moment, then bowed to the lord, and then walked out of the hut without looking back;
The blonde swordswoman also let go of Marlena's wrist. She stood there for a moment and hesitated, seemingly worried about the safety of her master, but finally left the hut following Sean Mountbatten and the spiritual master.
To be continued...