After going deep into the orc plateau, there are a large number of corpses here, and this place is the hell on earth. Since Chu Mo, who has entered the real hell, has to sigh. In comparison, the hell I entered in the underground city that time was much better than here!
Along the way, there were no orcs appearing, which made everyone a little strange.
Suddenly, a sound of war drums rang out not far away.
Everyone in the Dark Night Mercenary Group raised their spirits, and the thief Nabanik and archer Bean went to investigate the situation.
Soon, the two of them came back, but the information they brought back was that there were two gangs of people in front of them that seemed to be fighting! They were all orc warriors!
When Yaqunta heard two gangs of orc warriors fighting, he was no longer shocked. He sat calmly on the ground, touching the familiar soil on the ground, looking at the corpses around him, he didn't say anything, but his eyes seemed a little wet, covered in blood.
"Cough..." Hans walked up and didn't know what to say, but just coughed symbolically and gently patted Yaqunta on the shoulder.
"Boss, those two orc warriors are fighting. Don't you think we should appear at the sprint? Then..." Zeng Xiaoren smiled excitedly when he heard two orc warriors fighting.
Unfortunately, before he finished speaking, Chu Mo kicked him. Chu Mo looked at the calm Yaqunta and said lightly: "Investigate it and make a decision!"
"Boss! It's not good!" A few minutes later, Nabanik suddenly ran to Chu Mo and said anxiously.
"What's wrong?" Cardi quickly stood up, grabbed his sword and walked over and asked.
"The battle ahead has not ended yet, and depending on the situation, they are about to fight us! Are we?" Nabanik asked Chu Mo with a wink.
"Don't move until it's decided, just wait and see!" Chu Mo glanced at Nabanik indifferently and said slowly.
"Yes!" Nabanik shook his head and replied helplessly.
Soon, the sound of fighting is approaching!
Everyone looked up and saw two teams of orc warriors attacking each other while moving.
On one side is a group of orcs with cow heads, and human bodies are chasing behind with giant axes, while in front is a group of charming female orcs running away.
"Is this what you are talking about in the battle?" Chu Mo looked, his eyebrows slightly raised, and asked immediately.
"It's a battle, but it's an absolute advantage for one side, while the other side focuses on roundabout guerrilla tactics!" Nabanik nodded and replied.
"Fox and Cats?" Yaqunta, who was still sitting on the ground, suddenly stood up and shouted.
Everyone looked at him in confusion, and saw Yaqunta excitedly holding up her axes and saying to Chu Mo and others: "That's the fox tribe and the cat tribe. They are small tribes in the orcs that are mainly reconnaissance and assassination. How could they be chased by the Taurus tribe? Boss, we are going to save them!"
Looking at Yaqunta with a firm look, Chu Mo nodded, agreeing!
"Kill!" Suddenly, the orcs who were still fighting on the plateau suddenly heard a murderous shout.
They stopped fighting one after another and looked forward, and saw a few black figures rushing towards them not far away.
The speed was too fast, and it seemed that I could see an orc galloping with two axes in his hand.
Some of the warriors of the Fox and Cats tribe looked solemn because they saw that the orc holding double axes seemed to be a warrior of the Lion tribe, so where did he come...
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The warrior of the Taurus tribe saw that it was the Lion tribe's double-axe warrior. He raised his bull's nose and roared, and the long axe in his hand began to chop the cat and fox people jumping around.
"Damn kittens, don't jump around, let grandpa slap you to death with an axe!" A tauren warrior roared roughly, wielding the long axe in his hand and slashed at a cat warrior who was obviously injured.
Suddenly, a light breeze blew, and a figure flashed by, and the sword energy soared into the sky. He looked forward with a puzzled face, and only heard a clean and neat "swish" sound.
Blood splattered, and the Tauren's head fell directly to the ground on the plateau. His eyes were still staring at the boss. He didn't understand why he was here to kill him.
The huge body was fixed there. The injured cat warrior squinted his cat's eyes with confusion on his face and saw a human swordsman appearing beside her at some point.
The long brown hair was windless, and the brown eyes swept the corpse of the Taurus coldly. At this moment, when the cat man looked at her, the cat man was a little scared. She moved her body, but more blood flowed out of the wound. She snorted in pain. The human swordsman looked at her coldly, threw down a ball of white cloth for him, and a cold voice sounded: "Pack it yourself! Stop the bleeding!"
He seemed to be cherishing his words for a thousand gold. As soon as he finished speaking, others disappeared like a breeze. The next second, she heard the clean and neat sound of "swish" not far away, and another tauren warrior fell under his sword.
At this moment, her heart was full of contradictions. Who is he? Why did the human swordsman save me?
Unfortunately, she forgot that this was a battlefield. Just as she was still thinking about the problem, a tauren soldier found the injured Cat Human soldier who was lying on the ground, dazed, and he held up his long axe and chopped her head.
At this time, her cat's eyes were filled with fear. The coldness emitted from the long axe had already made her neck tremble slightly. She wanted to shout, and she was wondering if he would appear, the human swordsman.
"Why didn't you stop the bleeding?" A cold and desolate sound suddenly reached her ears through the breeze.
She looked up and saw that there was one more person and one more body there.
He was still so cold at this time, with blood flowing from his sword, and beside him, his headless strong body slowly falling to the ground.
He looked at her, his eyes were so cold, and blood was still flowing. He slowly bent down and walked towards her. She moved her body in fear. She was afraid of humans. But she remembered that the aunts and uncles in the tribe told a lot about humans killing orcs in the past. And judging from the speed of his killing of the gentry, the speed of his just killing the stigma was not the speed that humans should have. Could he be a demon?
Thinking of this, she became even more scared.
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"Silly Cat Man!" A smile appeared in his cold tone.
Gently open the white cloth strip, gently grab her injured arm, and carefully bandage it.
Looking at the human swordsman who carefully bandaged her wounds, her eyes were full of doubts. Why didn't he kill me?
"You are too weak, killing you is boring! And I don't like killing women!" The human swordsman seemed to be able to see through her psychology and said coldly.
"Who says women are weak?" As soon as she heard this, she was unhappy and struggled to run, shook off his warm hand, and looked at him with anger.
"You are weak!" Unexpectedly, he didn't seem to be afraid at all, and a cold voice still rang.
"Attack... I'm going to kill you!" She was completely angry! The nails of her hands suddenly opened, and the nails were very slender, revealing a sharp light, stabbing towards him.
"Oh! Iceberg and Catwoman, interesting!" A laughter sounded from the side.
She turned to look at a human magician who was laughing at her and him.
And what about him? He was standing there motionlessly, but his right hand held the sword into the scabbard.
What does he mean? Her heart was full of doubts.
"You don't need to use a sword to deal with you!" His voice was still so cold, cold and desolate, and it didn't leave any affection for her at all.
"Aim..." She had enough, and had never seen anyone look down on her like this.
Growing low, he quickly stabbed him.
"The speed is not bad, but unfortunately the power is too small!" His cold voice continued to ring.
Seeing that she was about to stab him, he suddenly took a step away, and the fatal blow was resolved by him!
"Aim..." She didn't expect that the speed and reaction of the human swordsman in front of her were even faster than that of their cats.
He growled in a low voice, a hint of fear and unwillingness flashed across the green cat eyes, looking at the cold human swordsman standing aside.
"Do you still want to come?" A cold voice spit out from the corner of his mouth, and it was so cold in her ears.
"Wow! Come on! Iceberg teaches catwoman, it's a great picture!" The laughing human magician on the side was still laughing and talking.