Chapter 523 The decisive battle at Star Lake (twenty-four)
After hearing Paklingen laughing wildly, the orc chiefs following him couldn't help but look at each other.
Although this is not the era of the Three Kingdoms, and these half-beasts are not the King of Wei's men who were driven away by the Sun and Liu coalition forces on Huarong Road and fled like rabbits with their butts on fire.
Everyone was frightened, but every time they heard Boss Cao laughing wildly, they had to think about their bonuses and wages and pretend to be ignorant little plums to highlight the positive image of the boss as wise and powerful. Just for fun.
"Why is the general laughing?" came the question.
But they couldn't hold back their curiosity.
Someone next to him immediately asked: "Sir, what is going on? Didn't you just say that we should attack Lorraine's troops?"
Pak Lingen put his hand on the wide gold belt around his waist and sneered: "You little bastards, what do you know~!"
Facing Lorraine? We are going to break out. Aren't those damn humans blocking us at the front door? Let's rush out through the side door.
There are so many people in this camp, which is much bigger than our target. They can be fools here~!
That Lorraine doesn't have enough troops, so he won't dare to chase us."
All the orcs couldn't help but look at each other suspiciously.
At this moment, Park Lingen continued: "Do you know what this is called? This is called the Golden Cicada Escapes Its Shell... Well, no, it's Li Dai Tao Zhan..."
He hesitated for a moment, unable to think of the exact words for a moment, so he waved his hand carelessly and said: "Forget it, never mind, we are going to run away anyway, let them be the scapegoats here. I don't want to serve you."
Yeah. Hahahaha..."
Someone nearby looked at the orcs in the camp and hesitated: "But..."
A cold light flashed in Paklingen's eyes, and he shouted in a low voice: "But what~! The grassland is so big, where can't we go? We orcs have been living like this for thousands of years, so why should we hesitate?
As long as we have soldiers in hand, we are all masters at all times.
But if we surrender, we will be killed by swords and flesh and blood. Even if we don’t die, we will still become slaves.”
He looked at the clan leaders, changed his tone, and asked: "Are you willing to live like this?"
The clan leaders looked at each other: if they were beheaded by others, or became slaves, and were driven with whips every day, they were as tired as their third grandson; should they continue to be their own clan leaders, bully men and dominate women, and indulge in extravagant life?
, working as a groom’s boy every night, and having a mother-in-law everywhere you go?
Between these two lives, even a fool knows how to choose.
Everyone was not extremely weak and mentally retarded, so they all shook their heads.
Parklingen nodded and said in a deep voice: "Okay, very good. After everyone goes back, clean up, order all the soldiers, and follow me."
Everyone agreed and left.
At this time, someone next to him asked hesitantly in a low voice: "But... Sir, what should we do with our family members here?"
After everyone heard this, their hearts immediately trembled.
Orcs have always had no fixed abode, living in pursuit of water and grass, so when they met this time, everyone brought their wives, children, and old sows with them. If they break out this time, in order to move quickly, get rid of
Lorraine's pursuit was bound to throw them all away.
But those are their family members, the most important things in life~!
You can escape by yourself, but what about your family?
Without their own protection, they will inevitably become fat in the eyes of other orcs.
A beautiful and capable wife will definitely be snatched away by them at the first opportunity, just like Genghis Khan, the king of Khan with a heart as great as the sea, his head must be green like the green turtle in Brazil.
And the young and cherished children will inevitably become the slaves of others.
Even the family property that I had worked so hard to rob for so many years...well, all the property that I had accumulated was all divided up.
Thinking of the terrible consequences, they immediately shuddered, stopped, and all turned around and looked at Parklingen intently.
Parklingen looked at everyone's hesitation, and immediately stamped his feet angrily, saying: "How long has it been, and you still care about those things? Save your life first~!"
As long as we have soldiers in our hands, where can we not snatch a few women, livestock, sons, etc., we will just have them again when the time comes. Are you so entangled?"
The leader of the Paklingen clan is indeed a heroic figure, ruthless and ruthless.
But he is a hero, but the guys under his command are not. If he is used to living a good life with beautiful women and so on, his bones will of course become much softer.
Therefore, everyone remained silent.
Parklingen was furious in his heart, but he kept his expression calm on the surface.
He sighed softly, and then said: "Who? Tell me who is unwilling to leave with me now. I will never force it~!"
Seeing his relaxed tone, someone immediately raised his hand and said: "Sir... I heard that the statue of Lorraine was not that cruel, and maybe surrendering would not be a big deal. My children are about the same age
Too young, still... still have to..."
As soon as he said this, he saw a cold light flash before his eyes.
A long knife radiating cold light has been distracted and stabbed~!
Immediately afterwards, when the sharp blade penetrated the flesh, a scalp-numbing sound was heard, like when tearing leather.
He immediately groaned, looked down at the long knife that had been deeply inserted into his chest, and then looked at Parklingen, with an unbelievable look in his eyes. He wanted to open his mouth to say something, but in the end all the sounds came out.
Everything turned into a long sigh. Then his body softened and slowly fell to the ground.
Parklingen stepped on his body with his big foot, and then pulled out the long knife with force.
Blood spurted out and immediately splashed all over his head and face.
But Paklingen didn't even wipe it. He immediately turned his head, looked at everyone coldly, and shouted in a hissing voice: "If any of you are unwilling to come with me, tell me~!"
The blood, which was still warm, kept dripping from his head, looking particularly ferocious.
The clan leaders looked at him in fear, acting like a group of little white sheep encountering a big bad wolf, shaking their heads repeatedly.
"That's right~!" Paklingen nodded with satisfaction, then carefully wiped the knife clean on the man's body, and then sheathed the knife.
He raised his head, looked at the sky, and then said: "We don't have much time. Let's go quickly, go back to gather your subordinates, clean up, and follow me with your subordinates."
Everyone immediately agreed, then turned around and left.
Even though some of them wanted to say something more, they were pulled by the people next to them in the chaotic crowd and then left.
Parklingen looked down at the corpse at his feet and cursed in a low voice: "Damn coward~! You almost ruined my big event."
Then he kicked me hard again, then turned around and left.
As the order was passed down, the Pollak tribe and its allies all took action.
For the sake of confidentiality, the order given to the brave Orc warriors is: We must fight to the death with Lorraine for the dignity of the Orcs~!
No matter what, these orcs have woken up. They know that even with five million soldiers, it is impossible to defeat the Empire's 'Flying Eagle God of War'.
But they are not idiots, they call on those half-orcs to fight bravely for their race~!
The blood of the young orc warriors immediately began to boil again, and their hands clenched the weapons they had just picked up.
These proud Orc warriors are not afraid of sacrifice at all. Facing the powerful imperial regiment led by Lorraine, they would rather die in battle and use their own blood and lives to defend the dignity of the Orcs~!
But more orcs had been killed by Lorraine. They were trembling with fear at the thought of going out and fighting with him again.
The officers had already received the order, and immediately waved their whips, hitting them like raindrops, and those who were beaten screamed.
Some impatient officers were so overjoyed that in order to complete the task as quickly as possible and show off in front of the clan leader, they even used knives to chop down several slow-moving soldiers to the ground.
With the help of whips and sharp knives, the officers quickly completed their task and brought the troops together.
Although the soldiers were afraid of death and Lorraine's artillery, they still bravely held up their chests at this moment.
No matter what, they are fighting for the orc race~!
At the same time, these warriors also looked at their comrades next to them with their arrogant eyes: Facing the most terrifying person, we are not afraid. This is a generous act of righteousness. Do you dare to go?
The remaining half-orcs who did not participate in the battle all blushed with shame and silently stepped aside.
Some young and energetic half-orcs even took up swordsmanship again and joined their ranks.
But then, these brave orcs, who were intoxicated by the spirit of self-sacrifice, suddenly discovered that the direction of the army's advance was actually to the west, instead of facing the north of the Lorraine Corps.
At this moment, everyone couldn't help but feel strange.
Immediately, a terrible rumor spread quickly like a plague.
"Chief Paklingen is taking everyone to escape~!"
"Chief Paklingen, ask everyone to leave their families behind and run away with him~!"
"The leader of the Parklingen tribe is trying to escape..."
The crowd suddenly burst into uproar.
The families of those soldiers were crying with tears streaming down their faces as they watched their sons and husbands about to die on the battlefield.
But they still have the last bit of faith that supports them, that is, their husbands and sons may not really die in battle.
But when they heard this rumor, everyone immediately howled.
Once they escape, he will probably never see them again in his life.
The wife lost her husband, the mother lost her son, the youngest son lost his father...
Even when they are old, they still have no news, and they don’t even know whether they are dead or alive.
Those family members did not have the "overall view" that the Parklingen patriarch needed, which was, "You all have to think about me."
They cried and howled and rushed into the team, shouting the names of their loved ones loudly, looking back and forth for their husbands, sons, fathers...
After finding them, they hugged them tightly and cried. No matter how the officers next to them yelled, threatened, punched or kicked them, they never let go.
When the soldiers understood what had happened, they also cried bitterly.
The reason why they are able to persist until now, still not afraid of sacrifice, and face Lorraine's regiment bravely, is precisely because they believe that they are doing this to protect their homeland, their parents, wives, and children...
But now, the leaders actually want to take them away, escape shamefully, and leave their most precious family members behind?
Immediately everyone burst into tears.
The officers didn't care about this at all. They were all the nephews and nephews of Parklingen, their trusted disciples, and no matter where they went, they would not be left behind.
These officers had no way of paying attention to the pain of the orcs. When the team stopped, everyone burst into tears and could not be persuaded no matter how hard they tried.
These brave and loyal officers were all furious.
They swung their whips and beat the soldiers and their families in disgrace, making them scream in agony.
Even so, the soldiers and their families were still unwilling to separate.
The officers roughly pushed all the family members of the soldiers to the ground, and then used their exquisite high-end leather boots ordered from the human Nadel City Flying Eagle Company to press hard on them without hesitation.
Stepping over with clasped hands.
One leg, two legs, three legs...
Their fingers were bruised and bloody after being stepped on, but many people were still unwilling to separate. Moreover, the crying and shouting were getting louder and louder.
Seeing this, an officer immediately drew out his long sword and ax without hesitation, and chopped down on the soldiers and their families.
As the screams continued, more than ten people fell into a pool of blood.
Everyone was stunned immediately.
They looked at the executioner whose whole body was covered with blood, and they were all silent. They watched silently as the man grinned, slowly pulled the knife out of a child's body, and then at the next moment, stabbed the knife in again.
He fell on a mother who was holding her son tightly next to her.
Everyone looked at the scene in front of them in disbelief. They couldn't believe that this... this could actually be true~!
Pointing the knife in his hand at women and children is something that only the evil demons in legends would do. Moreover, those demons would only do this when dealing with other races.
This kind of despicable behavior of using a knife to deal with one's own people, one's own children and mother, was simply unheard of by these simple orcs before.
At this time, the officer ignored the blood splattered on his head and face, raised the long knife with blood in his hand high, and shouted sternly: "The patriarch has an order, and anyone who dares to disobey the military order will be killed immediately."
Forgive~!!”
Everyone couldn't help but feel terrified.
At this time, a drop of blood flowed from the officer's face and into his mouth. He immediately took a heavy sip, and then continued to shout: "Now I order you to release your hands quickly. If you delay the patriarch,
It’s such a big thing that you dogs can’t afford to suffer. Be careful, all of you will be killed~!”
As he spoke, he pointed the tip of the knife in his hand dangerously at the soldiers and their families in front of him.
When he saw the hands of people still holding each other tightly, he shouted sharply: "Let go, let me go quickly~!"
However, those common people know that as long as they let go of their hands at this moment, they will definitely be on a different path from now on, and there will be no news at all.
Amidst the officer's angry roar, they did not let go of their hands, but instead held them tighter and tighter.
In this era of turbulent waves and great changes, as little people, what they have at the moment is the only way to face it. Only by staying close together can they survive in this world and have a reason.
Live.
When the officer saw this, he became even more angry and cursed loudly: "You damn things~!"
Saying that, he slashed it with his sword.
The blade made a sharp sound as it fell like lightning.
Everyone couldn't help but exclaimed, some even screamed and closed their eyes.
But when he looked again, he saw the long knife in the officer's hand hanging over the woman's head, unable to come down again.
Because at the handle of the officer's knife, a strong hand was holding the handle tightly. No matter how hard the officer tried, he couldn't move even half a minute~!
The officer pulled hard twice, but found that even though he tried his best, he still couldn't get his knife back from the man's hand.
He glared hard at the orc soldier in front of him and shouted angrily: "Who on earth are you? How dare you stand in front of my uncle? Aren't you afraid of military law?"
The orc soldier looked at him contemptuously, smiled coldly, and said: "Martial law? You bastard is worthy of being taught military law by me. People like you who wield knives at women and children have already been punished by military law."
~!"
The officer's whole body was shaken. Feeling guilty, he screamed with an evil look and said: "Asshole, do you want to rebel?"
At this time, I saw that the orc had raised his leg, kicked the officer's stomach hard with his big foot, and sternly cursed: "Go to hell! I'm still going to rebel.
We don’t live for you bosses~!”
The officer was immediately kicked and fell to his knees. He felt that his intestines were about to be broken by the kick. He held his stomach with both hands and coughed in pain.
And every time he coughed, a stream of blood would spurt out from his mouth, which looked extremely miserable.
But the people around him were already stone-hearted, looking at him coldly with a terrifying and cold silence.
At this time, other officers nearby wanted to step forward, but immediately other soldiers squeezed out of the crowd and came towards them, unceremoniously pressing their swords to their hearts.
These officers tried to struggle, but were immediately stabbed to the ground by the soldiers with their knives.
As the screams continued, the other officers immediately became more honest.
They were no longer as arrogant as before. Under the threat of swords, their faces turned pale with fear and they raised their hands high, for fear of causing everyone to misunderstand.
Immediately afterwards, a roaring sound like a landslide began.
Everyone shook their fists and roared angrily.
"Kill him~!"
"Kill him~!"
"Kill him~!"
"..."
The orc soldier immediately raised the long knife in his hand high, paused briefly in the air, then roared angrily, and swung it down with all his strength~!
The head, which was as big as a blue ball, rolled out. The headless corpse fell to the ground, blood gushing out, and then the blood of the soldiers and family members he had just killed gathered together and turned into a
Blood puddle.
Everyone cheered enthusiastically when they saw it.
By this time, Parklingen had received the news that there was a mutiny among the soldiers, and had already rushed over with his personal guards.
When he saw the situation at the scene, he was furious and shouted loudly: "Come here, kill them all, you dare to rebel. Who gave you the courage..."
All the soldiers immediately agreed, then drew out their swords and were about to step forward.
At this moment, I heard a voice saying: "Stop~!"
Immediately afterwards, soldiers from the opposite side were seen rushing up like a tide.
Immediately afterwards, the leader, wearing a colorful feather crown, a robe, and a cane, walked out slowly.
Paklingen looked at it, and the pupils of his eyes suddenly shrank, and he murmured: "High Priest..."
When the orcs nearby saw the man, they all knelt down on the ground.
The person who came was none other than Tanskvaldo, the high priest with a high reputation among the orcs.
He looked at the corpses still hugging each other tightly on the ground, then raised his head and looked at Parklingen. Instead of anger, his eyes were filled with sadness. He whispered: "Parklingen, Parkingen"
Lin Gen, what on earth are you going to do~!"
Paklingen came to his senses, pressed his sword with his hand, and sneered: "What are you doing? What else can you do? Of course, you are leading everyone to escape and save the last few seeds for the orcs."
Tanskvado shook his head and said: "To put it nicely, you are only thinking about your own prosperity and wealth.
Not to mention whether you can break out of the siege, even if you break out, you will take away the soldiers and the strong laborers, leaving only orphans and widows.
How do you want them to live?
What's more, the sheep can only survive if there are ewes and lambs in the flock, but all the rams will die sooner or later? At that time, the race will really perish."
Parklingen sneered and said: "I'm afraid it's not up to you. Whether you let me leave today or not, I'm determined to leave~!"
The people nearby immediately burst into low roars.
Tanskvado sighed, then without saying any more nonsense, he covered his face with his hands and whispered: "Kill~!"
The orcs nearby could no longer hold back any longer. Following his order, they all roared angrily and rushed out together. They waved their swords and axes and attacked Paklingen.
The guards around Parklingen also refused to give in and faced him with swords.