At the northern end of Nantalun Prairie, Thunder God Castle.
Since taking possession of the land here three years ago, the three major clans of the orcs, Black Eagle, Crazy Leopard and Giant Snake, have worked together to demolish the Thunder God Fortress and use the obtained materials to rebuild a brand new city not far away. Since the Thunder God Fortress is in
The memory of the orcs is so deep that this emerging city is still called Thunder God's Castle.
In three full years, the strength of the three major clans, Black Eagle, Crazy Leopard and Giant Snake, has greatly increased. They occupied the north-south traffic arteries, monopolized 6-way traffic, and expanded in all directions with Thunder God Castle as the center.
Organizing people to go south to plunder human populations and supplies, the Thunder God Castle has gradually replaced the Beamon Castle of the Barbarian Bear Clan as the new center of the orcs.
In the past three years, the orcs and the humans in the imperial capital have been recuperating and recuperating, but recuperation does not mean stopping fighting. In fact, battles involving thousands of people occurred from time to time. Every few months, the wolves formed by the orcs
The cavalry will quickly go south to plunder humans, and then
The knights from the Imperial Capital hurriedly headed north. After several battles between the two sides, the orcs slowly returned to the tribal habitat with their loot, while the knights from the Imperial Capital had to turn back to the Imperial Capital. They didn't even get much rest before heading south.
**The rebellion of Senat and other lords.
Since the entire north of the imperial capital is an endless plain, humans have no danger to defend. They can only spend huge manpower and material resources to build strong manors. When the orcs come to plunder, they hide in the manor fortress and wait for help. In this way,
The gains from the orcs' repeated marches south were greatly reduced. In order to make up for the losses in their expected profits, the powerful orc tribes focused on those weak orc tribes.
Before you know it, a dozen orc tribes with a small number of people disappeared inexplicably deep into the prairie. After a few months, interested people will find that among the slaves repairing the Thunder God Castle, there are more
There are many familiar faces, and these orcs originally belonged to those tribes that disappeared, but no one dared to tell this matter in public, because those who dared to do so would also disappear inexplicably.
"One, two, three!" Two human corpse dumpers shouted, and threw an orc corpse into the dark corpse hole. Behind the two corpse dumpers, there was a truck full of corpses.
A large cart was filled with dozens of corpses, old and young, humans and orcs.
"I said, these guys are getting poorer and poorer now." A human body dumper said to his companions: "I still remember three years ago, you could get a bunch of silver coins from just anyone. Now
It would be nice to have a few copper coins, but alas, even a relatively intact piece of clothing on a dead person is hard to find."
"Stop talking nonsense and throw away these corpses quickly. Let's go bet with those bastards all night long. If I don't believe it, we can't beat them." Another very tall corpse thrower said: "You should look carefully.
Yeah, even a copper coin is better than nothing, they won’t be able to use it anyway.”
"Eh?" The first shorter corpse thrower said suddenly: "Why are the clothes on this corpse so hard?" After saying this, the short corpse thrower took out a dagger from his body and cut it.
The clothes of the corpse were cut open, and a tightly wrapped linen bag was found from inside the clothes.
"Ah, is this a good thing he has hidden secretly? Open it quickly and let me see." The tall corpse dumper dropped what he was doing, took a few steps to his companion and said, "Maybe we are going to make a fortune, I guess.
A gem.”
The short corpse thrower opened the linen cloth with trembling hands, and a thumb-sized gem appeared in front of them. The two of them looked at the gem with saliva, and they didn't know what to say for a moment.
It took a while for the tall corpse thrower to react. He stretched out his hand to grab the gem in his hand. Unexpectedly, the short corpse thrower was not slow in his movements. He retracted his hand hard and tried to grab it.
The gem is hidden on the body.
The two people started fighting. The taller corpse thrower was stronger. He grabbed the linen cloth and snatched the gem from the short companion's hand. Naturally, the short corpse thrower was not willing to give in.
Bai Bai let his companion snatch the thing away. He hit his tall companion hard, and the gem fell out of his hand. Under the gaze of the two of them, it drew an arc and fell into the corpse hole.
Suddenly there was a little more firelight in the dark corpse-disposal cave. The short corpse-disposer held a torch and cursed, and slowly moved forward step by step. Behind him, the tall corpse-disposer grasped the hemp rope with both hands, and slowly
fell to the ground.
"You idiot, if you hadn't robbed us, we would have been drinking ale by now." The short man smelled the rancid smell in the cave, and the more he thought about it, the angrier he became, and he cursed angrily.
The tall man was still climbing down slowly, his body hanging in the air, and he retorted: "It was obviously you who pushed me."
The short man cursed a few more times and then had no time to speak anymore, because there were corpses lying everywhere under his feet. Some of these corpses had completely turned into bones, while the ones that were thrown in not long ago were still slowly rotting.
The entire cave was filled with the stench of putrid corpses. Fortunately, the two corpse dumpers were able to adapt to it after dealing with corpses all day long.
The short man held a torch in one hand and a wooden stick in the other hand and slowly pushed aside the bones on the ground, trying to find out the whereabouts of the gem. After the tall man landed safely, he followed the short man and murmured.
I kept praying to the God of Light to give myself courage.
"Ah, I saw it." The short body-thrower's eyes lit up. He found that the gem he had lost was actually held in the palm of a skeleton arm. He didn't think much about it and just dropped the wooden stick in his hand.
He walked towards the gem, and just as he stretched out his arm to grab the gem, a human male's harsh voice sounded in the cave: "Is this yours?"
"Of course!" The short body dumper replied without thinking: "Of course it's me..." When he said this, he suddenly realized that the man's voice did not belong to anyone he knew.
At the same time, the skeleton arm holding the gem in front of the short man moved.
"Uh!" Although the tall corpse dumper was very big, he was too timid. With the help of the torch held by his shorter companion, he saw a moving black shadow shaking not far away from him, which frightened him.
He fainted on the spot, but the short man was much more courageous. He just screamed subconsciously.
The short corpse dumper had a big mouth and looked at the black shadow in front of him with incredible eyes. With the light of the torch in his hand, he could barely see what the other person looked like: a creature with a stature similar to that of a human being, but only one
His left hand was completely turned into a withered bone. In addition, this guy's whole body was almost naked, except for a small ball of rags around his crotch.
Soon, the short body dumper adapted to the light in front of him. He could clearly see that the guy's body was covered with stitching marks. Many of the adjacent skins were completely different in texture and skin color. It was easy to be confused.
It is reminiscent of a finely crafted fur coat. Skilled craftsmen cut out the best parts of those poor little animals and sew them together to achieve the best wearing effect.
"Very good, I'll give it back to you." The guy who didn't know if he was a human stretched out his skeleton arm again and handed the gem to the short body dumper, but the short man was still greedy.
With his heart in mind, he muttered a few words, turned around and ran as fast as he could along the path he came from.
"Bang!" The short man only ran two steps before he hit something hard. He dared to swear to God that he never saw this terrifying and suffocating thing in front of him when he first came.
A zombie that has rotted but can still walk on its own.
"How long?" the guy with the skull arm asked, "What year is it now?"
The short man plopped down and knelt on the ground. He cried loudly: "I still have a mother who is dozens of years old, a dozen children who can't walk, and..."
"Oh. Have humans re-occupied the Thunder God Fortress? Otherwise, how could those rude guys raise so many idle people?" The guy with the skeleton arm hit the nail on the head, and his question made the short man kowtow and say:
"Please don't kill me. Look, I don't even have any meat on my body. If you want to eat, just eat that guy. He has a lot of meat and is very chewy..."
"Really?" The guy with the skeleton arm listened to the short man's words, casually recited a series of spells, and pointed his skeleton arm at the tall man who was fainting on the ground. An evil black mist emerged from the gray skeleton.
The black mist sprayed out from the knuckles and flew very fast. It could be said that it covered the tall man's whole body in just two seconds.
"Ah!" Although the tall man was still in a coma, the severe pain from his body still made him scream. He rolled on the ground desperately, trying to break free from the shackles of the black mist, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't.
Failing that, the black mist would move with him like the clothes he was wearing.
After more than ten seconds, the black mist dissipated, and a pair of tall withered bones appeared in front of the short corpse dumper. Most of the flesh on the withered bones had rotted away, but there was still a lot left on it, especially the withered bones' heads.
You can still clearly see half of the original face, which is the tall man who dumped the body.
The short man vomited out the horrific sight in front of him on the spot. He knelt on the ground obediently and did not dare to say anything more. The guy with the skeleton arm began to patiently interrogate the prisoner in front of him. The short man threw
Of course, the corpse man did not dare to hide anything under the threat of death, so he obediently told everything he knew.
The guy with the skeleton arm repeatedly interrogated him several times, but when he saw that he could no longer get any useful information, he used his skeleton palm to touch the short man's head. The short man felt a powerful evil force like a flood.
Rushing into his brain, sadness, sorrow, fear, lamentation, helplessness, pain... Soon his mind could no longer hold these many emotions, and it completely exploded with a "bang".
Blood splattered everywhere, soaking the guy with the skeleton arm, but he didn't care at all. Instead, he roared the fiercest in his heart towards his enemies who were far away: "I'm still here."
Not dead, I will come back, just wait for my revenge curse to come!"