Chapter 300 You'll Have to Pay Back Sooner or Later
Chapter 300: If you come out to fool around, you will have to pay back sooner or later.
In the corner of the tent, an old and blind orc held two orc children, sitting quietly on the thick animal fur. [ ] When Roger broke in with a few soldiers, the little orc just
Looking at the humans in front of him with curious eyes, the old orc sighed softly and said in a low and hoarse voice: "Is it finally here?"
Roger knew that orcs had keen senses. Even though the old orc was blind, he knew by his sense of smell and hearing that the person who came in was definitely not an orc but a human. But Roger was a little surprised that the old orc was still so calm.
Orcs are a powerful race. Except for those who are too old and too young to fight, they have always participated in battles regardless of gender. The orcs who died in the previous battle were both men and women, accounting for almost 90% of the total population of the tribe.
The above. The orcs who did not die in the battle are all like Roger's now. They are either too young or too old, or they have suffered extremely serious injuries and have completely lost their combat effectiveness.
Since even the orcs were so calm, Roger certainly would not lose his grace and said calmly to the old orc: "Here we come, you are defeated."
The old orc didn't seem to care about victory or defeat, and said indifferently: "Since there are always winners and losers in a war, either you lose or we lose, there is nothing much to say."
Roger thought this old orc was a bit interesting. He was so open-minded and seemed to be completely different from other orcs. But orcs are orcs. The only good orc in Roger's country is the dead orc. Even if the other orc is a reasonable orc, he should be eliminated.
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Looking at the old orc with wrinkles on his face, Roger said calmly: "Since you lose, you should know the consequences."
"Can I ask a question before that?" The old orc gently touched the head of the little orc beside him, and his tone suddenly became excited: "Today, a total of more than 300 children were born in the Blackwater Tribe, but those who can survive until winter
But less than one tenth, and even fewer can grow to adulthood! Your human children are born with sufficient food and can live in the safe and warm south. Why do we orcs have to struggle to survive in this difficult north, and are born every year?
More than half of our children will starve to death? Is this fair?"
"So you went south to plunder, killing people and robbing everything?" Roger couldn't help but ask.
The old orc did not shy away, but replied tiredly: "This is our way of survival."
"You will have to pay back sooner or later if you come out to hang out." Roger said to the old orc: "When you came to my territory to do evil and make a living from it, you should have thought that today would happen."
"There's nothing to say about this. Just like the wind wolf in the wilderness wants to eat a giant-horned deer, the giant-horned deer will fight to the death. It's all for survival." The old orc didn't want to get entangled in this issue. He raised his head and looked at it with his divine eyes.
Roger said: "I am old and I will die. Please let these children go..."
"Let these children go?" Roger smiled: "When they grow up, they will come to me for revenge? Have you ever seen a giant-horned deer let go of the cubs of the wind wolf?"
In today's battle, Roger almost slaughtered all the orcs in the Blackwater tribe. Among the dead orcs were the parents, brothers and sisters of these little orcs. This kind of hatred is not easy to forget, especially for people who are cruel in nature.
This is especially true for the orcs.
Roger didn't want an orc to come to him for revenge more than ten years later, and then the other person would coldly ask, "Do you remember that little orc by Tallinn Lake?" before killing him. Such a bloody thing would happen to him.
So he has made up his mind, no matter how pitiful the orcs are, he must kill them all!
The old orc was speechless by Roger's question, and two turbid tears flowed from the corners of his eyes. It also knew that there was little hope for humans to let these children go, but it still planned to make a last-ditch effort and face Roger bitterly.
Pleading: "They are still children, and the children deserve it!"
I don’t understand why the always kind blind grandfather is crying. The little orcs are looking at the old orcs curiously. To be honest, the orcs are not as ferocious when they are young as they grow up, especially when they look around blankly.
Somewhat cute.
At this moment, Roger's heart softened, and he almost blurted out and agreed to let these little orcs go. But at this moment, Roger's mind suddenly flashed back to what he had seen before in the golden wasteland, the one that was bitten by the orcs.
He passed by the human child's arm. The shocking tooth marks on the small arm made Roger's heart become cold again. He took one last look at the several orcs in front of him, turned around and walked out of the tent without saying a word.
Seeing Roger leave the tent, Bonnie followed after a moment's hesitation. The female knight stopped the conversation between Roger and the old orc clearly, and now she felt extremely confused.
As a human knight, Bonnie certainly knew that she should not let any orc go. However, the words of the old orc and the appearance of the little orc touched the softest place in her heart. No matter how strong the character of the female knight is, she
After all, she is a woman, and women are always more sympathetic than men, even to these orcs.
Facing Roger standing outside the tent, Bonnie wanted to say something but didn't know how to say it, so she just stood quietly behind him. At this moment, the screams of the orcs came from the tent, and among them
The childish voice made the female knight's heart tremble, knowing that it was too late to say anything now.
Several soldiers with green orc blood stains on their weapons came out of the tent. One of them saluted Roger and said, "Kill them all!"
Roger nodded sternly, and then ordered word for word: "Search the entire camp, don't let a single orc go!"
"As ordered!" The soldier saluted Roger again, and then ran away quickly with his companions.
Bonnie knew that Roger did not need to use words to give orders to these soldiers. He said these words to herself to show his attitude towards the orcs. Roger's words made the female knight feel a little ashamed and felt that she should not
What kind of sympathy do orcs have? After being silent for a while, Bonnie finally made up her mind, raised her head and said to Roger: "I...I will also search the camp and eliminate the remaining orcs!"
"I know you feel bad, don't go." Roger sighed softly: "If someone is destined to have such blood on their hands, then let me do it. You are a woman after all, and there are some things
Don’t fight with your man!”
Although there was not a word of sweetness in Roger's words, it was the one that moved Bonnie the most so far. The female knight held back the tears in her eyes and was about to throw herself into Roger's arms and give him the warmest hug, but something happened in the corner of her eyes.
A cold light suddenly flashed behind Roger, piercing his vest like lightning.