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815. Chapter 815 Bloody battle against the tauren 2

Nearly a thousand slaves were busy smelting these refined iron ores into iron furnaces. They were naked and sweating profusely, as if they were a tireless machine, rushing to build weapons and equipment day and night.

Most of the slaves were men. They looked very tired, but they still could not stop the work at hand. After the refined iron ore was smelted and impurities were removed, they used iron tongs to take out the iron concentrate and placed it on a large iron ore beside them.

On the iron pier, he picked up the big hammer in his right hand and began to forge, turning the iron ore into prototypes of various sharp weapons.

Around these slaves, there were about twenty werewolves patrolling back and forth. Once they found anyone who dared to be lazy, they would whip them away with the whip in their hands.

"You slaves, if you can't complete your workload tonight, don't even think about having a rest tomorrow, just keep working!" A werewolf who seemed to be the leader kept insulting him.

The werewolf leader seemed a little unhappy. Why could those tauren drink and eat meat outside, but he had to supervise the slaves in this extremely hot place?

"Work hard for me right away. No one is allowed to be lazy." The werewolf cursed in his hand, waved the whip in his hand, and whipped away at a middle-aged woman next to him.

Bang! Bang!!

The whip struck the flesh, making a muffled sound.

How could the middle-aged woman withstand such torture at this time? After being whipped more than ten times by the werewolf leader, she was covered in blood. She fell to the ground and passed out.

"Damn it! You killed me!"

The werewolf leader was furious when he saw this, and he swung the whip in his hand harder and whipped the woman on the ground hard.

"Mother!"

On the side, a blond boy who was only sixteen or seventeen years old exclaimed, immediately put down the iron pliers and hammer in his hands, rushed to the woman, and protected her body in his arms.

Snap!

The werewolf leader's whip hit the young man's naked back, and blood immediately spattered out, leaving a shocking wound.

"Damn it! Mind your own business!" The werewolf leader became even more angry and was about to swing his whip and beat the boy away again.

A cold shout came from in front of him, saying: "That's enough!"


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