Davis's garrison and this group of wolf-headed men have entered a tense situation.
"Then, who else among you dares to challenge our Lord Nursha?"
The short wolf-headed man squinted his eyes and smiled, and then said in a mocking tone: "By the way, Lord Nursha said that you don't need to come up one by one. It doesn't matter if you come up with a few more."
"hateful…"
Faced with the wolf-headed man's ridicule, people dared not speak out in anger.
When they saw the tragic situation in Gubang just now, they understood that the other party had made it clear that it would use absolute strength to crush them.
The members of the garrison said "Look at me, I look at you", but no one dared to go up. They already knew that they would probably die if they went up, but these villagers had not yet realized that they would die.
"well……"
The short wolf-headed man let out a long sigh. He pointed at the corpse on the ground and asked the guard outside the guardrail: "Why hasn't anyone dared to come up? Don't you have the blood to avenge your compatriots?"
"I really feel that the death of this warrior is not worth it!"
It shook its bald wolf head and sighed with compassion.
But this is not entirely a mockery, orcs generally respect the strong.
Even if they are weak, the weak still have the courage to challenge the strong. In their eyes, they are also respectable warriors.
Although Gu Bang was instantly killed by Nursha, this man dared to appear as a vanguard between the two armies, and in the eyes of these wolf-headed men, he still gained their spiritual approval.
After all, Nursha's power is not just for outsiders. There are also countless wolf-headed warriors who have lost to Nursha in intra-tribe duels.
Nursha is a wolf-headed man with golden blood. He can be said to be the elite among the wolf-headed elites and is highly regarded by the elders of the clan.
These Nursha subordinates believe that if their leader continues to grow in the future, he can even become the next leader of the wolf-headed people.
Nowadays, no one in the group of human warriors dares to take the field, which makes all the wolf-headed people, including the short wolf-headed people, a little disappointed.
So they emit sarcastic howls to mock the cowardice of the enemy in front of them.
"These beasts!"
People are gritting their teeth, and several young people are already eager to try it.
You know clearly that the opponent is using a provocative method, but at this time, it is inevitable to fall into this simple plan.
"I'll count dozens. If none of you come up, it means you have given up the opportunity that our Lord Nursha gave you."
The short wolf-headed man was wandering in place, its long tail sweeping a circle on the sand, and it started to count down with its head shaking:
"ten!"
"Nine!"
"eight!"
"seven!"
"six!"
"That's enough! I'll do it!"
With the roar that broke the deadlock, all the wolf-headed people looked at the man who pushed open the guardrail. The giant wolf in Nursha couldn't help but take a second look at the man who dared to stand up at this time.
"Davidson? Then let me come too..."
Immediately afterwards, another man holding a hunting knife also climbed over the guardrail, and the two of them looked directly at the terrifying wolf-headed leader without flinching.
These two people were Davidson and Jones.
"Jones, you still have a wife and children. As long as I delay a little longer, we can evacuate everyone. There is no need for you to come and take risks."
Davidson was naturally very grateful that Jones was willing to stand up with him, but he still wanted to persuade Jones to retreat.
It makes more sense for Jones to live than to live without worries.
"I told my son, 'Everyone is responsible for what he does,' and he must be responsible. How could I not set an example for him at this time?"
Jones grinned. Davidson could tell from the tense facial muscles that Jones himself was very nervous.
But at this moment, Jones patted him on the shoulder and whispered in his ear: "If I die, please go back and tell my wife, my unfulfilled son, and my father-in-law that I, Jones, am a hero.
He's not a drunkard."
"Tch, keep this sentence for yourself and talk about it later!"
Davidson shrugged and took a step forward.
He held the hilt of the long sword at his waist with his right hand, and set up a shield with his left hand, assuming a battle-ready posture.
He had no intention of persuading Jones to go back because he knew very well:
A man who is prepared to die cannot change his decision.
"Are you ready?"
While Jones and Davidson were talking just now, the alpha wolf named Nursha and the short wolf-headed man also whispered for a moment.
Then the short wolf-headed man nodded and bowed to Nursha in an almost flattering manner, and he didn't know what happened inside the wolf-headed man just now.
"Our Lord Nursha just said that you two can go together. Just like before, as long as you can make Lord Nursha hurt or use weapons, you will win."
The short wolf-headed man reiterated the rules again, and after finishing speaking, it retreated to the rear. It seemed that there was indeed some commotion within the wolf-headed man.
"You really look down on people..."
Jones muttered quietly, but he did not dare to show off at this time.
If two people go together, the chance of winning is indeed greater.
And the people in the defense team behind were also cheering them on:
"Come on! Jones, if you win, I won't forget the wine money you owe me."
shouted the owner of the small wine shop in the village.
This sentence immediately gave Jones a boost of energy. If he hadn't remembered that something was wrong, he would have almost turned around and asked, "Seriously?"
"Captain Davidson, we must blow their heads off!"
"Come on! Brother, please stay alive!"
…
"Glenchis (come together)!"
Nursha walked to a position about ten steps away from the two of them, opened his arms, and let out a long roar.
Then the pack of wolves behind Nursha roared together, instantly overpowering the momentum just ignited by the defending team.
This kind of momentum competition in formation has always been valued by the orcs. They believe that in order to defeat the opponent, they must first crush the opponent in terms of momentum.
"How arrogant!"
Jones and Davidson stood side by side, both holding weapons in careful defense.
They have seen the amazing speed and strength of this wolf-headed man, so naturally they will not be as lax in defense as Gubang, so that the opponent will seize the loophole and kill him with one blow.
Attacking the wolf-headed man also meant that it was difficult for them to protect themselves. It was said that Nursha was using his bare hands, but his claws could shatter steel.
If the two of them attack rashly and the wolf-headed man is on the defensive waiting to attack, they will obviously be the ones who fall into the passive position.
"Barracurodo (won't you attack it)?"
Nursha showed his fangs that were still bloodshot and said, "Sadiradis (then you have no chance)."
Although Nursha knew that these people could not understand his language, he still liked to use words to put pressure on his opponents.
By the way, "killing instantly with one hit" is his hobby.
Even in the clan, few people can fight him for five rounds. Verifying his absolute strength among this group of human warriors is one of his reasons for playing this game.
He arched his body, pressed his legs down like springs, and then shot out instantly, like an invincible sword.
"Back jump!!"
Following Davidson's shout, the two people immediately jumped in both directions.
Davison and Jones had no experience of working together before, and Davison knew the attack methods of the wolf-headed men best, so Jones left all on-the-spot judgments to him.
Even if he jumped away suddenly, Nursha's thick arms immediately showed their terrifying length after opening them.
As soon as Davidson jumped away, the sound of "whirring" wind rang in his ears. Fortunately, he fell back decisively and rolled immediately after falling to the ground.
Although his posture was ugly, he managed to avoid this dangerous blow.
If he had reacted a little slower, he had no doubt that the blow just now could have broken his head.
Although everything is fine on his side, what about Jones?
"Jones?!"
He looked at Jones who was lying on the ground, and he seemed to see a few spots of bright red blood on the tawny soil.
"It's okay! It's just a little broken skin."
Jones jumped up and stood up immediately.
It seemed that his body was fine, but three extremely deep claw marks were left on his face, almost scratching off half of his face.
"Damn! Not as powerful as my claws."
Jones was trying to show off, but the burning pain on his face penetrated deep into his bones.
Although he didn't know the extent of the injuries on his face, he was certain that his appearance must have been disfigured.
The severe pain and the shadow caused by the previous attack made his body start to tremble, his limbs became somewhat weak, and he could hardly hold the hunting knife in his hand.
Jones, whose movements were not as flexible as before, thought to himself that he could no longer withstand the next attack of the wolf-headed man.
"Galide (very smart)."
Both of them actually survived his first attack, which was indeed beyond his expectation.
Although because he didn't understand human language, he didn't know what the human warrior with a long sword and shield who seemed to be better equipped just said, but they must have been able to avoid this person who seemed to be the leader of those people.
related to the command.
So next, he turned his attack target to Davidson.
Just now, it was because he wanted to attack two people, but they were standing some distance apart, and because the two of them jumped back decisively, his attack almost failed and only scratched the face of one of them.
But if he only targeted one person, he didn't believe that these human warriors would have the ability to evade.
When Davidson saw Nursha's wolf face with centipede scars turning towards him, he felt something bad.
Hurt this monster? How is that possible?
Davidson smiled bitterly, just dodging the attack of the wolf-headed man had already cost them all.
Now when he saw the wolf-headed man turning his gaze towards him, he only had one sentence in his mind:
"My life is over."
Sure enough, the wolf-headed man gathered strength again, and his sharp claws like death's scythes were about to rush towards his face in the blink of an eye.
It was so fast that he could only lift up the wooden shield covered with a layer of iron. Someone's ending flashed through his mind, and he seemed to see Gu Bang lying on the side waving to him.
"ah!"
Sure enough, the huge impact knocked him away, and Davidson let out a scream. Then his body was knocked directly to the ground. It felt like several ribs were broken.
Then there was a rush of heat in his throat, and he fell to the ground and vomited a mouthful of blood.
What a miracle, I didn’t die?!
Although he was seriously injured, his shield was broken into several pieces.
But he is still alive after all, which is much better than the ending of being directly penetrated.
"Kuwasdi (go to hell)!"
However, the roar of the wolf-headed man brought Davidson back from his happy mood.
"Hurry! Brother! I can't hold on any longer!"
It was Jones, who hugged Nursha's waist at the moment he rushed towards Davidson.
This reduced the force of Nursha's impact, and Davidson survived.
Although Jones wanted to scratch Nursha with the hunting knife in his hand, the severe pain that was reflected throughout his body after the collision made him unable to hold the knife, and the hunting knife fell to the ground as soon as his hand slipped.
Because when he hugged Nursha just now, his seriously injured face directly hit the steel-like body, and his whole body was blown away by Nursha's impact.
Now he was still hugging the wolf-headed man tightly, and the blood on Jones's face dyed both himself and Nursha bright red.
When Nursha saw that the man he had let go at the beginning actually dared to hinder him like this, he naturally became angry and directly swung his huge wolf claws towards Jones's Tianling Cap.
But this is also a perfect time!
Davidson immediately picked up the long sword on the ground and stabbed the immobile Nursha in the chest without hesitation.
Won...
Davidson smiled, they won...
"Ouch!!"
However, how could Nursha allow himself to lose? Although he did not think that the man's sword could pierce the strong muscles of his chest, it could indeed "hurt him".
A strange and ancient pattern suddenly appeared on his fur, and the roars of wolves immediately sounded around Nursha!
The wolf-headed men watching the battle were all excited. It was the first time they saw a human being able to force Nursha to use this move - the ancestral totem.
This is the ability of the golden bloodline, which can awaken the ancestral spirit to bless the holder, and at the same time greatly enhance its combat power.
The sudden invisible force knocked Davidson and Jones flying out. They were smashed to the ground and no longer had the strength to get up.
"Lost..."
They still lost. In the face of absolute power, all skills and strategies were futile.
Facing the wolf-headed man who gradually approached and became more threatening, Davidson and Jones both closed their eyes in tacit agreement, preparing to face death.
"stop!"
At this time, another person pushed aside the guardrail and stood up. He shouted loudly, which stunned the wolf-headed man who was about to kill the two of them.
"Cuvadosset (I will be your opponent)!"
That man actually spoke a word of orc language?! This caused the wolf-headed man's interest to shift to the man who had just appeared.
"Belkas?!"
Jones' eyes widened. Although he felt as if every bone in his body was broken, the impact of the person in front of him was enough to make him temporarily forget the pain.
"The cook? What is he doing here?"
"You...maybe you don't know."
Davidson covered his dislocated arm. He was not too surprised by the appearance of this person. As a retired deputy battalion commander, there were not many people in the village who could admire him, but there was only one person who could awe him: Belka.
S. Arobe.
Davidson is one of the few people in the village who knows his true identity, and not only him, but everyone who knows Belkas's identity is in awe of him.
"Orc, put away your boring rules. If you don't take out your sword, you will die."
That man said so.
"Interesting, you are... a strong person."
Nursha spoke extremely fluent human common language and pulled out his sword from his waist.
His bloodthirsty eyes were full of excitement, as if he had finally met the prey he had dreamed of.
To be able to make this proud and powerful wolf-headed man surrender before the battle even started, everyone present was shocked.
Of course, except for Davidson, who was still lying on the ground.
He smiled and said to himself, facing the blue sky at noon: "He... was a former Paladin..."
In the past, Difenni Village was a sunny and lively small village. The relationship between the villagers was simple and harmonious. Although there were disputes and noises, people had long been accustomed to these trivial things. They still laughed and put all the barriers and worries together.
Disappear in meals accompanied by good wine.
It's noon, when half of people's day has passed.
Farmers returning from working in the fields sang songs from unknown sources, and hunters returned from the mountains carrying today's harvest.
The sound of tinkling iron from the nearby blacksmith shop mixed with the sound of loaded wagon wheels rolling on the stone road was pleasant.
The hurried passers-by along the path, the urchins running on the street, and the kind smiles of the neighbors. The above familiar scenes are no longer there.
When Nia found herself in this deserted village, even the way back felt strange to her.
"Who... can come and help me..."
The girl was helpless. She was wailing and choking, not knowing where to go.
She now has two choices: one is to continue searching to see if she can find anyone to help; the other is to go back and take care of her mother.
It is obviously wrong to let the mother, who is still in pain, stay at home alone in this unknown situation. She must go back to her mother.
But...what can she do if she goes back now?
Looking at your mother's painful face and sobbing on the side?
Although she was indeed able to help to some extent, she also understood that she could not really help her mother.
But should she continue to search? She didn't see much hope in continuing to search.
"Go back..."
Nia gritted her teeth and made a decision.
Rather than doing this kind of useless work, it is better to return to my mother quickly. My mother's safety is more important than anything else right now.
Nia turned around and returned the same way, but she no longer had the strength to run as before, so she had to walk quickly with small steps.
Smoke was still rising from the chimneys of some houses along the road, but no one was there.
When she came over, Nia stretched her head and looked at the scenes inside several houses where the windows had not been closed: dry wood was still burning in the stoves, and the stew in the pot had been burnt.
Some people still had half-eaten lunches on their tables, but the owners of the houses were missing.
It was almost as if a thief had entered the house. The boxes and cabinets had been opened, and all kinds of debris were scattered on the floor. But the doors were all locked, which was very strange.
Facing the scene in the village at this time, a terrible guess grew in Nia's heart:
It's like... it's like some monster has eaten everyone.
Once such a terrible guess is born in the mind, it is out of control.
Nia couldn't help but look back at the empty houses around her.
Just now, there seemed to be some dark shadow flashing across the street corner just passing by.
"Ugh!"
The girl was already panicking and her pace gradually quickened.
The girl didn't dare to run for fear of making too much noise.
The "monster" that may not exist seems to be hiding in a corner of the village, planning to attack the remaining people, including her and her mother, of course.
"I can't scare myself..."
The girl pressed her chest against the wall to calm her racing heart, "How could such a monster exist?"
At this moment, an unusual sound of "cluck" suddenly came from not far away.
"Ugh!!"
This gave her goosebumps, but fortunately she subconsciously covered her mouth, otherwise she would have screamed.
What's going on?
Nia huddled against the wall and plucked up the courage to look in that direction.
"Eh?"
As a result, she saw something white jumping up and down and making a "clucking" sound. It turned out that the sound just now was just a big white chicken knocking over the bamboo baskets piled on the roadside.
"call……"
Nia breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that there was just a big white chicken in front of her. "I was scared. I thought it was something. I have to hurry up... ugh!!"
But what appeared next made Nia shrink back again.
Her eyes widened, she covered her mouth and nose tightly with her hands, and her whole body shrank into the invisible shadow of the other party.
At that time, a hand covered with long brown and black hair suddenly stretched out and grabbed the big white chicken by the neck.
The big white chicken flapped its wings and spread its feathers everywhere, trying to resist the brute force of the hand.
But it could only make two miserable screams at the end and then stopped, because its neck was broken and twisted.
The upright thing didn't care about the blood and dirt of the raw chicken and handed it to its wide and long mouth. It chewed it with its two rows of sharp teeth. The still warm chicken blood splashed on it.
, on the ground.
But it still didn't care about the viscosity of the liquid on its body and continued to enjoy this delicious meal.
This special creature is more like a beast that can walk upright than a human being.
They were wearing thick leather armor, which could not hide their thick hair. Of course, they did not pay attention to this feature of their bodies.
Their strange heads look like those of a wolf, and like wolves they like to eat fur, blood and living creatures.
This race is called wolf-headed men, the famous death hunters among orcs.
And now, the wolf-headed man has entered the village.