To be precise, the orcs are coming, but not completely.
The poor mother saw with her own eyes the heavily armed orcs passing through the village, but these orcs were different from the orcs they had seen before.
They advanced silently with the goblins and rushed towards the lords' mansions. Not long after, war cries and flames erupted from the lords' mansions.
Not long after, the orcs and goblins rushed out of the castle with carts of food and supplies.
She remained silent, watching the orcs and goblins quickly walk out of their village, and...
Not only that, their cars also contained the blood-stained armor and weapons of the knights, as well as human heads.
Under the illumination of those orc torches, she could clearly see that it was the head of the lord! And the head of the lord's son!
She watched the orcs hang the heads on the trees in the village, and then moved on to the next village.
She didn't know why these orcs changed their gender, but a huge fear struck her heart!
The lord is dead! What should they do?!
The lord is dead!
And their knights are dead!
Her fear lasted for a long time, but looking at her empty room, the last supper she planned to give to her children, and the food that the orcs had taken away in a hurry, the poor mother suddenly realized something.
The orcs and goblins didn't take away all the food!
She remembered clearly that the orcs only took away ten carts of grain, but the grain transported by Li Ke alone was thirty carts!
There is still food in the castle!
And the lord and his son are dead!
She instantly realized this. Her long-standing law-abiding heart gave rise to an idea out of desperation, a bold idea that she had never thought about and was not allowed by the Holy Light.
"Is there... a lot of food in the Lord's Mansion?"
She picked up her kitchen knife tremblingly. She had never thought of such a thing. Her past life experience told her all the time that if she did this, her whole family would die!
If she steals the lord's food, she will be hanged!
but……
Looking at the bowl of sausages, she thought of her plan and clenched her kitchen knife.
Anyway, they are all dead, and the lord is dead, and the warehouse was robbed by orcs... No one will know, no one will know.
She took a deep breath, pushed open her door, and carefully looked in the direction where the orcs left. After making sure that the torches were no longer visible, she glanced at the lord's head that had fallen on the big tree in fear, and carefully picked it up.
Carrying a bag, he walked towards the lord's mansion.
But just when she walked to the entrance of the village, she suddenly heard the sound of the door opening. She was so frightened that she almost dropped the kitchen knife in her hand, but she immediately saw clearly that it was a man who was similar to her family.
He also held a bag in his hand, but unlike hers, he held a pitchfork.
The poor mother noticed that the man was startled by her and looked obviously panicked. The two of them looked at each other for a while, and after being silent for a while, they spoke almost at the same time.
"The lord is dead..."
The poor mother spoke in a hoarse voice.
"I-I want to help."
After the man holding the pitchfork was silent for a moment, he glanced at the dead lord's head and nodded.
"Me, me too."
The two of them made a tacit understanding without speaking and began to move forward together. However, when they walked onto the road, they discovered that there were also some people squatting in the grass in front of them.
They were also frightened, but after seeing that everyone had weapons and bags on their bodies, they all walked towards the lord's mansion in silence.
However, as they advanced, the whole village became active, and so did other surrounding villages.
But what they didn't know was that right after they left, all the heads in the tree disappeared. Not only that, almost everyone in the village saw the lord's head.
In the lord's mansion, the severely injured lord vomited a mouthful of blood. Looking at his son who was also dying and his personal knights, he regretted very much why he let most of the ordinary soldiers go home.
He wanted to win over people's hearts so that the soldiers could bring rations to their families, so that they would understand that it was beneficial to serve as soldiers for them.
But I never expected that I would encounter the alliance between orcs and goblins!
Although these orcs did not kill many people and only took off their armor, except for the servants, almost everyone who resisted them was seriously injured and had no fighting ability in a short period of time.
He didn't know why the orcs did this, whether it was because they were afraid of their revenge later, or because of something else, but the only thing he knew was that his manor now had no ability to resist.
"Damn... these bastards... actually have warlocks..."
Trembling, he used his sword to support himself and stood up. He wanted to sit on the remaining chair and rest for a while, and then went to inform the king that the tribe was back.
He could clearly see that there were warlocks among the orcs. They not only summoned a large number of demons to come, but also launched a charge with the demons, which caused their defense line to collapse.
These carefully trained knights were no match for those orcs and demons, which reminded him of the tide of orcs he had faced.
He was a standard veteran of the First and Second World Wars, but he spent most of his time on the second front. He was indeed fighting bloody battles in the beginning, but when the Second War came, they had the Holy Spirit.
Knight support, although the battle line is still retreating, but when charging with the Paladins, safety can be guaranteed, so he remembers very clearly that the equipment of these orcs is better than that of the first and second wars.
Not only are they well-equipped, but the demons they summon are also far more powerful than them.
"We must tell others that the orcs are back..."
He was dressed roughly and was sitting on a broken chair when he heard a loud noise. He immediately stood up and looked out of the window.
He saw countless villagers marching toward his manor in a mighty manner, each holding a pitchfork and a weapon, which made him instantly alert.
"What do you want!?"
He immediately opened his mouth and roared out. His weak appearance meant that his voice was not very loud, but his majestic attitude and performance still made the villagers stay in place and dare not move.
They looked at the lord who was still alive and kicking in disbelief, and screamed in horror. The crowd began to get confused, and some even wanted to leave.
At this moment, they are still sheep.
A group of sheep trying to steal something.
but--
"How can I let you leave?"
Hidden in the dark, the orc Sironas smiled and clenched her hand. The next moment, countless evil energies flashed across her body, and curses broke out in the bodies of these farmers. The remaining villagers were already confused and were watching.
The moment someone rushed out, they also rushed out subconsciously.
