The blizzard was roaring, and the black sky was invisible. At this time, three continuous teams appeared on the ground. Black orcs rode huge two-headed horses on both sides, and in the middle were wooden wheeled carts one after another, with four corners.
Pang Niu pulled it, but he didn't know what was inside.
At the back of the team, three ropes thicker than thighs were tied to the back of a huge carriage, and the ropes helped people whose hands were trapped.
They had disheveled hair like homeless people, and the ropes on their hands were deeply cut into their flesh, and the blood dyed the thick hemp ropes red. In this cold blizzard, some of them were naked, some even had no shoes, and their bodies were frozen.
It was bruised and bruised, and when the person in front fell down, most people could be sure that he was dead.
Once they stopped, they would immediately be whipped by the orc soldiers, so no one dared to stop, even if their feet were so cold that they lost all feeling.
They are prisoners, people who have subjugated their country, and now they are slaves of the demons. The fate waiting for them is either to freeze to death in the snow, or to return to the demons' castle and become those hungry demons.
food.
If you are lucky, you may become a servant of some superior demons, and you will have to pick up food from the ground for the rest of your life.
Now they are left with only despair and numbness, and their hope has long been shattered.
The leader of this team was the black beast Zeba, the famous general of the Orc King Will Emperor Kai, and these slaves were civilians captured from the ruined Rus Empire.
Suddenly, Zeba stopped, and the gray wolf riding down suddenly raised his ears and looked into the distance warily.
Zeba immediately raised his right hand and made a gesture. The men behind him immediately stopped and shouted the order to the people behind him to stop.
It narrowed its eyes and looked forward, only to see a few flashes of firelight suddenly in the hazy front.
Suddenly, its gesture changed from palm to fist. Dozens of soldiers behind it immediately showed their weapons, and other soldiers guarded both sides of the car.
I only heard the rumble of wheels in the snow, and saw a strange convoy appearing in the heavy snow. It was a bunny caravan with the unique trading flag of the demons hanging on it.
"Stop!"
Zeba ordered, and his soldiers immediately surrounded him. The bunnymen obviously felt nervous and uneasy, and took a few trembling steps back.
At this time, a demon that made Zeba feel uneasy got out of the carriage. He had two horns on his head and looked a bit like a human being. But the magic power emanating from him made him undoubtedly a very dangerous high-level demon.
Demon clan.
This made Zeba even more vigilant.
"Which demon king are you under?"
It asked politely, which was almost every demon's greeting when they met.
Demon King Richard smiled and said: "Neutral Demons."
Hearing this, Zeba was confused, are there still neutral demons now? No, that's not right, that should be the right kind.
Those guys who want to make themselves kings.
It frowned slightly and glanced at its subordinates seemingly casually. The soldiers on horseback had already circled around the opponent's convoy, and then made a gesture to their boss.
There was no ambush.
Demon King Richard looked around, and at this moment a white woman walked out from behind him. She was very tall and bent over and walked out of the carriage.
When Zeba saw the Queen Mother, he was stunned for a moment, and the gray wolf who sat down took a step back restlessly.
"Then what's the purpose of blocking our way? According to the situation, your behavior can be regarded as a deliberate provocation!"
Zeba shouted.
"We just happened to be passing by."
"Passing by? Where are you going in this winter?"
Zeba's eyes darkened, and he felt that there must be something wrong with them. The demons would not choose to migrate in winter, unless they retreated from the front line like they did. But the direction the other party came from was obviously not the front line, and there must be something evil here!
"Does this have anything to do with you?"
Hearing this, Zeba became angry and shouted: "You have discovered our movement route, I have the right to doubt your identity!"
The Demon King sighed and said, "Well, it's not impossible to say that we are going to the Dark City."
Underworld City? The lair of the Underworld Demon King? What are they doing there?
Zeba heard about the predicament of the Underworld Demon King and knew that the Underworld Demon King's men fled in large numbers, but how could anyone take the initiative to go to him today?
Strange, very strange, and very suspicious!
"What are you doing there?"
"This is our secret, do you want to take care of it?" the devil said.
Hearing this, Zeba's face darkened. Its intuition was indeed correct. There must be something wrong with these people! At this juncture, it would never let them go easily!
It glanced back, then raised its right thumb, pointed behind its shoulder, and threatened: "Have you seen the army behind me?"
"I saw it, so what?"
The other person's answer made Zeba feel a little annoyed.
"If you don't answer my questions obediently, then you will never get past here!"
it shouted.
Hearing this, the Demon King's face became serious, but he was smiling inside.
"I can tell you, but you have to promise that after I finish telling you, you will let us go."
Zeba smiled and said: "Maybe, if it involves the interests of our Lord Orc King, I'm afraid not."
"If it's none of your business, can you let us go?"
"Yes! Of course! We are not highwaymen."
It said with a smile, and the other soldiers also laughed.
The devil's lips curved slightly and he said: "Well, I can tell you that we have reached a deal with the devil of Hades and are now transporting one hundred thousand kilograms of wheat to his castle."
"One hundred thousand catties!?"
Hearing this, Zeba's eyes widened and he thought to himself: How could this demon with unknown origins have so much food?
The Demon King of Hades actually still has such a hand!
Zeba rolled his eyes. He thought that the relationship between the Underworld Demon King and their Orc King was not good. Now it was in trouble. The Orc King did not send troops. He clearly wanted it to die! If he could stop this pair of teams,
, it is undoubtedly worse for the Underworld Demon King, and the orcs also need this batch of food to feed the newborn little orcs!
"Hahaha!!"
It suddenly laughed and said: "Unfortunately, what you are going to is not the Dark City, but our Iron Helm City."
However, the Demon King also smiled, and suddenly, a terrible magic burst out, and a huge magic circle appeared in the sky. The Demon King snapped his fingers, and suddenly the dark clouds in the sky instantly dissipated, revealing the brilliant starry sky, and the blizzard also
Stopped abruptly.
Zeba's smile immediately froze. He opened his mouth wide and looked at the other party in horror.
"What did you say just now? The wind was so strong that I couldn't hear you clearly."
The devil looked at it and asked.
Hearing this, Zeba swallowed his saliva. He actually had the power to control the weather. There was no doubt that he was a monster above the Demon General level.
It smiled awkwardly, bent down and said, "I said our Iron Helm City is willing to buy your food at a high price!"