Chapter 523: Xingxing Lake Battle (24, why the general laughed)

Hearing that Parklingen laughed wildly there, the group of orc patriarchs who followed him couldn't help but look at each other.
Although this was not the Three Kingdoms era, and these half-beasts were not the underlings of King Wei who had been thrown away by Sun Liu's united army on Huarong Road, like a rabbit on fire on their buttocks.
Everyone was terrified, but every time he heard the boss laugh wildly, he had to pretend to be an ignorant little plum for the sake of his bonus salary, in order to highlight the positive image of the boss, the wise man. Come up with an amusing sentence, "Why does the general laugh?"
But they also couldn't bear curiosity.
Someone next to him immediately asked: "My lord, what is going on? Didn't you just say that we are going to meet Lorraine's troops?"
Parkringen pressed his hand on the wide golden belt around his waist, and said with a sneer: "You bastards, what do you know~!
Meet Lorraine? We are here to break through. Don’t those humans blocking us at the front door? Let's rush out through the side door.
With so many people in this camp, they are much larger than our goals. They are fools here~!
That Lorraine is not strong enough, in order to be sure he dare not chase us. "
The half-orcs couldn't help but glance at each other suspiciously.
At this time, Parklingen continued to say: "Do you know what this is called? This is called a golden cicada dragging a shell... Well, no, it's Li Daitao stiff..."
He hesitated for a moment, and couldn't remember it for a while. He waved his hand carelessly at the moment, and said, "Forget it, don't care about him, anyway, let's run away, let them be here for the dead ghosts. Masters don't wait. Hahahaha..."
Someone nearby looked at the half-orcs in the camp and hesitated, "But..."
A cold light flashed in Parklingen's eyes, and he whispered: "But what~! The grassland is so big, where can't you go? We half-orcs have lived like this for thousands of years. Why should we hesitate?
As long as the soldiers in hand, when, we are all uncles.
But if I surrender, I will be killed by the knife. Even if it is not dead. We also want to become slaves. "
He looked at the patriarchs, changed his tone, and asked, "You are willing to live like this?"
The patriarchs looked at each other: they had their heads beheaded by others, or became slaves, and were chased with whips every day, tired like a three-grandson; they still continued to be their own patriarchs, bullying men and women, and being drunk. , Be a bridegroom every night, wherever there is a mother-in-law?
These two kinds of life, even a fool knows how to choose.
Everyone is not extremely weak and mentally handicapped, so they shook their heads.
Parklingen nodded and said in a deep voice: "Okay, very good. After everyone goes back, clean up, order the soldiers, and follow me."
Everyone agreed to leave.
At this time, someone next to him hesitated and asked in a low voice: "But...sir, what about our family members here?"
Everyone listened, and their hearts immediately shuddered.
Half-orcs have always lived in no fixed place, living by water and weeds, so at the time of the alliance this time, everyone brought their wives, children, and old sows. If this time break through, in order to be able to act quickly and drag Lorraine's pursuit, it must be to throw them all down.
But those family members are the most important things in life~!
You can escape by yourself, but what about the family?
Losing their protection, they will inevitably be fat in the eyes of other half-orcs.
A beautiful and capable wife will definitely be snatched away by them in the first place, just like the king of Khan, who is as great as the sea, like Genghis Khan, his head must be green like a Brazilian green turtle.
And young and cherished children must also become slaves to others.
Even so many years of painstaking efforts to it... well, all the family properties that have been saved are all divided up.
Thinking of the terrible consequences, they immediately fought a cold war, stopped, and all looked back at Parklingen.
Seeing everyone's hesitation, Parklingen stomped his feet bitterly, and said, "When is this, do you still care about those things? Save your lives first~!
As long as the soldiers in our hands, where can we not get a few women and livestock? Son or something, it will be reborn when the time comes. As for being so entangled? "
This Pachelingen Patriarch is worthy of being a hero, cruel, ruthless and unjust.
But he is a hero, but the guys under him are not. If you are used to living a good life like mellow wine and beauties, of course the bones will be much softer.
Therefore, everyone is still silent.
Parklingen was furious, but on the surface he was uncomfortable.
He sighed softly, and then said: "Who? Who doesn't want to go with me now. I will never force it~!"
Seeing his tone loosened, someone immediately raised his hand and said, "Big...sir. I heard that Lorraine is not so cruel, and maybe surrendering is nothing great. The age of my family's children It’s too small, and... and still..."
As soon as he said this, he saw a flash of cold light before him.
A long, cold knife has been distracted~!
Immediately afterwards, when the sharp blade entered the meat, the scalp-numbing sound sounded like tearing leather...
He immediately snorted, looked down at the long knife that had been deeply chased into his chest, and then looked at Parklingen, with an incredible look in his eyes, he wanted to open his mouth to say something, but in the end all The voice all turned into a long sigh. Then his body softened and fell slowly to the ground.
Parklingen stepped on his corpse with his big feet, and then pulled out the long knife forcefully.
The blood spewed out, splashing his face immediately.
But Parklingen didn't even wipe it. He immediately turned his head, looked at the crowd coldly, and yelled: "Who of you still doesn't want to go with me, tell me~!"
There was still blood with the remaining warmth, dripping from his head constantly, looking extraordinarily hideous.
A group of patriarchs looked at him in fear, and shook their heads as if they were a group of little white sheep that had encountered a big bad wolf.
"That's right~!" Parklingen nodded in satisfaction, and then carefully wiped the knife clean on the man's corpse before putting the knife into its sheath.
He raised his head, looked at the sky, and then said: "We don't have much time. Everyone, go back and recruit subordinates, then tidy up, and take the men with me."
Everyone immediately agreed, then turned and left.
Even though there was someone who wanted to say something more, in the chaotic crowd, he was dragged by the person next to him, and then left.
Parklingen looked down at the corpse at his feet and cursed in a low voice: "Damn coward~! It almost broke my big business."
Then he kicked again, then turned and left.
With the passing of the order, the Polak tribe and its allies all acted.
For the sake of secrecy, the brave orc warriors were given the order: We must fight Lorraine to the death for the dignity of the orcs~!
In any case, these half-orcs are already awake. They knew that even if they had five million soldiers, it was impossible to defeat the ‘Flying Eagle God of War’ of the Empire.
But they are not idiots, calling on those half-orcs to fight bravely for the race~!
The young orc warriors immediately boiled their blood again, and their hands clenched the weapons they had just picked.
These proud orc warriors are not afraid of sacrifice at all. Facing the powerful Imperial Corps led by Lorraine, they would rather die in battle and use their blood and lives to defend the dignity of the orcs~!
But many more half-orcs had been smashed by Lorraine, thinking of going out, and fighting him again, immediately shaking all over.
The officers had already received the order, and immediately waved the whip in their hands. The raindrops drew toward them, and the guys who hit them screamed.
Some impatient officers were so happy, in order to be able to complete the task as soon as possible, they had to behave in front of the patriarch, and even directly used a knife to chop several slow-moving soldiers directly to the ground.
With the help of whips and sharp knives, the officers quickly completed the task and gathered the troops together.
Although the soldiers feared death and Lorraine's artillery, at this moment, they bravely stood up their chests.
No matter what, they are fighting for the half-orc race~!
At the same time, these warriors also looked at their comrades-in-arms next to them with their arrogant eyes: facing the most terrifying person, we were not afraid. This is to go generously to righteousness, do you dare to go?
The remaining half-orcs who had not participated in the battle were all flushed with shame at the moment, and silently stepped aside.
Some young and energetic half-orcs even regained their knives and joined them in the queue.
But then, these brave half-orcs who were intoxicated by their self-sacrificing spirit suddenly realized that the direction of the troops was actually on the west side. Instead of facing the north of the Lorraine Corps.
At the moment, everyone can't help but feel strange.
Immediately, a terrible rumor spread quickly like a plague.
"Patriarch Parklingen is going to take everyone away~!"
"Patriarch Parklingen, let everyone leave their families and run away with him~!"
"Patriarch Parklingen is going to escape..."
The crowd was suddenly upset.
The families of those soldiers were already crying and crying when they looked at their son and the battlefield where their husband was about to die.
But they still have the last trace of faith supporting them, that their husbands and sons may not really fight to death.
But when they heard this rumor, everyone immediately wailed.
Once they escaped, then he might never see them again in his lifetime.
Wife loses husband, mother loses son, youngest loses father...
Even after they were old, there was still no news, even if they were dead or alive.
Those family members don’t have what Pakklingen needs, ‘you all have to think about the big picture for my sake.’
They were crying, howling and rushing into the team, shouting the names of their loved ones, looking for their husbands, sons, fathers back and forth...
After I found them, I hugged them tightly and cried. No matter how much the officer next to him yelled and threatened, punched and kicked, but said nothing but let go.
After the soldiers understood it, they were crying bitterly.
They have been able to persist until now, still not afraid of sacrifice, and bravely facing the Lorraine Corps, it is precisely because they believe that they do this to defend their homeland, their parents, wives, children...
But now, the chiefs actually want to take them away, shamefully fleeing, and also leave behind their most precious family?
Everyone cried immediately.
Those officers didn't care about this at all. They were all of Parklingen's nephews and trusted children, no matter where they went, they would not lose their share.
These officers simply ignored the pain of the half-orcs. Seeing the team stopped, everyone cried into a ball. No matter how they persuaded them, they couldn't persuade them.
These brave and loyal officers are all burning with anger at the moment.
They slapped their whips, beat the soldiers and their families with their heads covered and beaten them down, making them scream.
Even so, those soldiers and their families are still reluctant to separate.
The officers rudely pushed all the family members of the soldiers next to them to the ground, and then used the exquisite high-end leather boots ordered from the human Nidal City Flying Eagle Company on their feet to hold them tightly. The hands held together stepped on the throne of God Seal.
One foot, two feet, three feet...
They have blood and blood on their fingers who stepped straight, but there are still many people who are unwilling to separate. Moreover, the crying and shouting became higher and higher.
Seeing this, the officer immediately drew out his long sword and battle axe without hesitation, and hacked it down at the soldiers and their families.
With the screams of screams and screams, more than a dozen people fell in a pool of blood.
Everyone was stunned immediately.
They looked at the executioner who was covered with blood, all silent. Silently watching the man grinning, he slowly pulled the knife in his hand from a child, and then in the next moment, he stabbed the knife into the body of a mother who was holding her son tightly.
Everyone looked at this scene in disbelief. I can't believe it at all, this...this will actually be true~!
Pointing the knife in your hand at women and children is something that the evil demon can only do in the legend. And those demons would do this only when dealing with other races.
This kind of use of knives against one's own people, against one's own children and mother, this kind of despicable behavior, these simple orcs were simply unheard of before.
At this moment, the officer ignored the blood splattered on his face, raised the long knife with blood in his hands high, and screamed: "The chief patriarch has his life. Who dares not listen to the military orders will kill you. Pardon~!!!"
Everyone couldn't help but feel shivered.
At this time, a drop of blood ran down from the officer's face and into his mouth. He took a heavy sip immediately, and then continued yelling: "Now I order you to let me go as soon as possible. If the patriarch’s affairs are delayed, you dogs can't afford to commit the crime. Be careful you all have to take it all. Head down~!"
As he spoke, the tip of the knife in his hand pointed at the soldiers and their families in a dangerous place.
He saw the hands that people were still holding tightly together, and immediately shouted: "Let go, let me go!"
However, those people know that as long as they let go of their hands at this moment, there must be a different path from now on, and there will be no news.
Amid the roar of the officer's anger, they didn't let go of their hands, but instead held them tighter.
In this era of turbulent waves and great changes, as small people, they also have this way to face them. Only by being closely together can we live in this world and have a reason to live.
Seeing this, the officer became more angry at the moment, and shouted angrily: "You things~!"
Speaking, slashed off with a knife.
With a sharp wind, the blade fell like lightning.
Everyone couldn't help but screamed out, some even screamed and closed their eyes.
But when I looked again, I saw that the officer's long knife hung over the woman's head and could no longer fall.
Because at the officer's knife handle, a powerful hand is holding the knife handle tightly, no matter how much strength the officer exerts, he can't move half a minute~!
The officer squeezed twice, but found that even though he had used the strength of feeding, he still couldn't take his knife back from the man's hand.
He stared fiercely at the half-orc soldier in front of him, and shouted angrily: "Who are you who dare to stop in front of the uncle, aren't you afraid of military law?"
The orc soldier looked at him contemptuously, smiled coldly, and said: "Military law? You also deserves to tell me military law. People like you who swing swords at women and children have long been rectified. ~!"
The officer immediately shook his whole body, and under his guilty conscience, he screamed and said, "Asshole. Are you trying to rebel?"
At this moment, I saw that the orc had raised his leg, kicked the officer's belly with his big foot, and sternly said: "Go to your mother~! Lao Tzu is about to rebel. We are not alive for you chiefs~!"
The officer was kicked and fell to his knees, feeling that his intestines were about to be kicked off by the man. He held his stomach with his hands and coughed painfully.
And every time he coughed up, a puff of blood spurted out of his mouth, which looked extremely miserable.
But the people next to him were already heartbroken, looking at him coldly in a terrible and cold silence.
At this moment, the other officers next to him wanted to step forward, but immediately another soldier had already crowded out the crowd, greeted the throne of God Seal, and unceremoniously put the sword on their heart.
These officers wanted to struggle, and the soldiers immediately stabbed them to the ground.
As the screams kept ringing, the other officers immediately became much more honest.
They no longer had the arrogance they used to be. Under the intimidation of swords and swords, their faces were as earthy as they were scared.
Immediately afterwards, there was a roar like a landslide.
Everyone shook their fists and roared with anger.
"Kill him~!"
"Kill him~!"
"Kill him~!"
"..."
The orc soldier immediately raised the long knife in his hand, paused in the air for a while, then roared and swung it down~!
The head, the size of a blue ball, rolled out immediately. The headless body fell to the ground, blood gushing out, and then gathered together with the blood of the soldiers and family members he had just killed, turning into a blood puddle.
Everyone cheered enthusiastically when they saw it.
At this time Parklingen had received the news that he knew that there was a mutiny in soldiers, and he had rushed over with his guards.
He saw the situation at the scene and was furious. He shouted: "Come here, kill them all for me. You dare to rebel. Who gave you the courage..."
A group of soldiers immediately agreed, then drew their swords, and they were about to step forward.
At this moment, I heard a voice sound, saying: "Stop~!"
Immediately afterwards, I saw the soldiers on the opposite side pouring up like a tide.
Immediately afterwards, for one person, wearing a colorful feather crown, wearing a robe, and a cane in his hand, he walked out slowly.
Parklingen looked at it, and couldn't help but his eyes shrank suddenly, muttering: "The high priest..."
When the half-orcs nearby saw the man, they all knelt to the ground.
The person who came was Tanskvado, a high priest with a high reputation among the orcs.
He looked at the corpses on the ground that were still hugging each other, then raised his head, and looked at Parklingen, his eyes were not angry, but full of sadness. He whispered: "Parklingen, Parklingen, what are you going to do~!"
Parklingen reacted, pressing the sword with his hand, and sneered: "What? What else? Of course, to take everyone away and save the last bit of seeds for the orcs."
Tanskvado shook his head and said, "It sounds good, you are only thinking about your own prosperity and wealth.
Not to mention whether you can stand out, even if you stand out. The soldiers were taken away, the strong labor was taken away, and only the widows and orphans were left.
How do you let them live?
What's more, ~EbookFREE.me~ Only the ewes and lambs in the flock can survive. Only the rams will die sooner or later? At that time, the race will really die. "
Parklingen sneered: "I'm afraid you can't help me with this. Whether you let me go today, I'm all set~!"
The people next to him immediately burst into a low roar.
Tanskvado sighed, then stopped talking nonsense, covered his face with his hands, and whispered: "Kill~!"
The half-orcs nearby were already unable to bear it. Following his order, the crowd roared and rushed out together, waved their swords and battle axes, and killed Parklingen. .
The guards beside Parklingen also did not give in and swung their swords to fight.
The two sides played ping-pong together.
Parklingen laughed when he saw this.