The orcs' movements proceeded quickly, and the humans, whom the orcs called 'Pigs', escaped in a battle between them. Running all the way, these humans are rejoicing and praying, and their feet seem to have endless strength, and the heavy snow cannot extinguish their desire for life.

The pits were sinking, and everyone was exhaling hot air, and the clothes on their bodies were as thin as a piece of paper. But these people seem to have forgotten all of this. Faith is often able to transcend physical pain.

"Patriarch, I think we'd better run away into Sotalin, where the woods will be able to withstand the orcs' pursuers. And I was familiar with the terrain, and the hunter's huts were built to bring us food and a barrier against the wind and snow. "Most of the people who escaped were young and middle-aged people, a tribe that lived by hunting, and their foot strength, stamina, and willpower were not bad. While the jungle brought them food and wealth, it also forged their strong bodies.

Everyone looked at a middle-aged man with a rough and light attitude, who held a thick axe used by orcs in his hand. It was he who took advantage of the chaos to kill and snatch the orc's weapons to let them escape.

"Huh~Huh~Huh~" The man couldn't stop adjusting his breathing, and the previous battle had given him great consumption. It was a physical and mental test, and the orcs would not give them enough food, at most it was the kind of black bread that was hard to eat.

"Sotalin?" The man nodded slightly, then looked at the misty wind and snow in the distance. In such weather, even the best hunters do not dare to choose to go out hunting impulsively. It's not that they're hunting prey, it's the weather that's hunting them.

"It's a great choice, but we don't know where we are right now. And I doubt we'll be able to get there. The inhabitants of the Kargils area have a habit of making cellars, so if you look around first, you may be able to find something to gain. As he spoke, the man shrunk back and struck the ground with the axe in his hand as a crowbar.

The people around also began to act when they heard this, and they didn't know if these people were really lucky, and the patriarch soon discovered a cellar. There was food and thick clothing, which made the people cheer. At the same time, someone learned where they were at the moment from a graffiti-like map in the cellar.

"We seem to be very close to Casilda right now, should we go there and have a look. Maybe we'll be able to break through this barrier and enter Blackstone through the Karitz Rift, and we'll be back to civilization! The patriarch's tone was one of anticipation, the men could not have known that the cities around the Kariz Rift had been reclaimed by the Ottore royal family.

Everyone ate the food in their hands and looked at this man in a daze, and everyone was stunned by his boldness. But if you listen closely, there really seems to be some hope. Cahilda is only a very small city, and this is a big place, as long as they take advantage of the heavy snow, they may be able to break through.

Return to civilization, this word makes everyone feel a kind of expectation and motivation. No one wants to live in the flames of war, and whatever the future holds, at least the present should be seized.

But there are also those who disagree with the risky plan, and there is plenty of food here, as long as it lasts until the snow passes. They were able to enter the Sotalins and live a life of seclusion for a while. They did not believe that the Ottore Empire would abandon the Cargils region, and as long as they stayed here, they would be able to redeem themselves.

"It's your choice, and I respect you. We had a three-hour rest and set off. The patriarch did not force everyone to follow him, nodded his head, and fell asleep beside the campfire.

Soon, all that remained in the cellar was the crackling of the campfire and the snoring of the crowd, who were still too tired after all.

The three hours passed quickly, and when the time came, everyone seemed to open their eyes as if they were aware of it.

"Patriarch, we will always remember your kindness for saving your life this time!" The hunters who chose to stay behind bowed in gratitude.

"Let's live well." The patriarch nodded, pushed open the door of the cellar, and disappeared into the snow with the group.

Not long after they left, vines sprang up from the cellar, and the vines silently wrapped around the necks of these people, easily taking their lives.

All that remained, there was only a pile of white dry bones.

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Although there were storms and snowstorms along the way, the patriarch was always able to spot the deflection of everyone's route at the first time and quickly correct it.

Kahilda, a high, thick wall has already been erected here, and there are lamps on the wall. But the snow was so big that it looked like a ghost fire floating in the air.

"These orcs built walls here? How do you run? Taking advantage of the heavy snow, everyone paced forward with deep and shallow steps, and their hearts were already half cold when they saw this thick wall blocking the way.

And from the city wall, they actually shot down sharp arrows, which made them cry directly to their father and mother. But with their calls, the attack on the walls actually stopped.

Most of them have already been hit by the arrow, and even some of them are unlucky, and they have directly entered the soul river.

"Who's under the walls?" Above the castle tower, the standard continental lingua franca was handed down, and from that tone, it could be heard that it must be someone from the Ottore Empire!

"We are Orions in the Kargils area, and we have escaped from their camp while the orcs are arguing, please save us!" The hunters shouted loudly.

"I can't confirm your identity right now, I'll throw medicine, food, and warmth from the walls. I won't be able to let you in until the snow has passed. I need to be responsible for the people of the other Ottore Empires! The officer's thinking was very clear, the wolf cavalry of the orcs had been rampant lately, and he was worried that this was the other party's trick.

Hearing this, these hunters felt ruthless, but think that they didn't also give up other people's lives when they came out? And if they want to live, they really have to rely on each other. So he acquiesced to the behavior of this guard.

Food, tents, cotton clothes, medicines, etc., were stuffed with hardwood and thrown down, and with a 'bang', scattered on the ground. These people took action one after another, bandaging and bandaging, setting up tents, spreading deerskin on the bottom of the tent, wrapping a layer of cotton clothes around their bodies, and everyone entered it.

The snow gradually subsided, and when I saw that it was really full of fake humans, ropes were thrown off the city walls.

The guards looked at them with distrust, and the soldiers held their weapons in their hands. A group of unarmed hunters actually escaped from the heavily surrounded orc camp? It all sounds like a joke.

"That's really the case, we really escaped from the orcs." When the hunters saw that the soldiers did not believe it, they were all in a hurry, and their faces turned red.

"Whether it is or not, you are at least safe now. However, because of your remarks, I have to be wary of you, and I can only let you stay in the barracks first. When this war is over, you will be free again. The guard looked at them with a pair of tiger eyes, and finally made this decision. The soldiers did not dispute this.

After all, this is a battlefield, and the slightest negligence can cause the entire battle situation to change. If these people really have different intentions, then this hard-built advantage will be lost!

Although the hunters were a little dissatisfied with this treatment, they could only accept it helplessly. People are under the eaves and have to bow their heads. Although they jumped from one cage to another, at least the soldiers treated them as human beings.

"Brother, can you give us more food? It's been a long time since we've had a full meal. The patriarch said cautiously to the soldiers who were distributing the food.

"Don't think about it, the same amount of food we eat right now. If you have to eat, you will be satisfied. The soldier who distributed the food threw it to the ground, shook his head, and left. The arrival of these people had reduced their food rations a lot, and if there was no food to transport them, they would not have more than a week to eat.

The patriarch who heard this message had a hint of discoloration in his eyes, and if you looked closely, you would see that there were thin strips of brown in his pupils like plant roots.

At the same time, on a hillside not far from Kahilda, a trace of excitement and excitement flashed on the face of the old orc, and the squatting and guarding these days had not been in vain. Finally got the message he was expecting!

These armies of the Ottore royal family were indeed short of food, and this discovery was enough to determine the outcome of this battle.

They are full of wine and food, and the other is hungry. This kind of battle is simply an easy slaughter for the orcs, a wonderful killing, a war of annihilation!

Thinking so, he closed his eyes and sent the message back to the city of Autumnton through the connection between the sacrifices.

Lothom and the others had been waiting for the old man's information for a long time, and now as soon as this information was placed on the round table, everyone couldn't resist the desire to kill in their hearts, and they chose to fight one after another.

Everyone thinks the same as the old man of the Heten tribe, the quality of the soldiers of the human race is already not as strong and brave as their orc warriors, and now they can't even eat enough, if they don't even have enough to eat, if they can't conquer each other. It's going to disappoint the orc gods!

"Our gods are watching our every move, and what is there to be feared under the favor of the gods?" Although Lothom was not a temple sacrifice, the orcs' loyalty to their gods was unspeakable. The deities of this sheltering community are often embraced by the entire community.

Because the pattern of this kind of deity is not very large, it depends largely on the strength of the race. If the entire race suffers from natural and man-made disasters, then their divine power will be greatly weakened. And the distribution of the divine power of the race gods is not easy, the whole cake is so big, and when subdivided, it is really a little less.

Therefore, in the year of the expedition, the gods of some races were the first to fall.

The flames of war suddenly burned, it came so suddenly, and the class made people feel caught off guard.

Dybala Ottore and the others had already rushed to the front line at the first time, but there was an orc attack on the entire front. These orcs are completely desperate to fight, and blood spurs them forward.

The blood stained the snow red, giving the ground a poetic poignant.

One by one, the city defense weapons were used, and the city defense weapons such as the stone platform, the ballista, and the magic crystal cannon kept showing their power, as if they wanted to announce their reputation as war killers through war again.

The mages also attacked in batches, they were magic net mages, and there was only so much magic they could use every day. After the cast, they can only be a group of high-level infantry to be guarded in the rear, waiting for their new offensive.

But the orcs obviously won't give them such a chance, and the meaning of the all-round advance proves the belief of the opposing commander, that is, to push flat and attack. Just like the blitzkrieg they waged against the orcs, they were using the same method to reciprocate them. And the opponent's attack is even stronger, so irresistible.

"Report, the southern front has been lost!" The herald had a very bad message.

Although there were many soldiers under their command, they had not eaten a full meal for some time because of the lack of food. If you eat less, the amount of training can only be lowered. In the face of the orcs, the tiger and wolf army can drag out this time, and it is completely filling this deep pit with his life.

And as the first orcs stepped onto the walls, the soldiers once again felt what it meant to be unforgiving. Physically strong, they also carried an axe that was half a man high, and the force of the axe slash allowed them to retreat again and again. And how deadly it was to lose balance in a battle, and in the next moment, the somewhat blunt axe slashed through their bodies with great force, slicing the flesh and bones, breaking them in two.

The orcs stomped over their heads with a disdainful smile, and the sound of watermelons shattering came from under their feet, and blood and brains splattered out. The orcs behind them walked over them without paying attention to these stains, as if they were walking in a rather muddy muddy field.

It makes people's hearts beat and their eyelids keep jumping.

Murder, punishment is just that!

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