The richest man in the orc world

Chapter 48 Choice
"Orc, you'd better kill me!
We will never give in! "

Under the eyes of the orcs, Bliss didn't want to lose his momentum, and still faced Charlotte with his head held high.

"Brother, don't be like this, we are all ordinary people, victims and victims of struggle, struggling at the bottom of the mainland,"

Charlotte smiled wryly, "Actually, there is no need to fight to the death. The nobles and the royal family will benefit in the end. They have never treated us as human beings."

In this war, the wolf knight, who was the manager and the army supervisor, was ferocious and proud. He never took the life of the orcs as his life.

The upper-class orcs like Soba are also not too far behind.

There is not much difference between the death of a pariah and the death of an ant.

Bliss snorted coldly, "Orc, I don't know what tricks you have!
Dirty orcs are never to be trusted! "

"trick?"

Charlotte pointed to the giant monster who was still fishing in the river, and then pointed to the direction of the village in the distance, "In the face of absolute strength, all schemes are futile.

If we were to enter the village, none of you would survive.

Brother, let me talk to you well, I hope you cherish this opportunity and don't touch my rock with eggs. "

"So, Orc, what do you want?"

Bliss had to admit that Charlotte was right.

In front of the orcs, ordinary humans like them have no chance to resist.

Especially now that he has become a prisoner.

Charlotte said, "I didn't throw your child into the well, and you didn't kill my father. There is no vengeance, let's live in peace. If we don't enter the village, don't bother us."

Bliss said, "So what are you guys here for?"

He still didn't believe Charlotte's words.

When he was young, he worked as a mercenary, dealt with orcs, and understood the character of orcs.

Charlotte handed him the roasted meat, and when he didn't pick it up, she gave it to the kobold who was watching helplessly, picked up the wine bag by herself, and took a sip by herself, "I told you, we Lost, it would be best if you could guide us."

"Orc, you are dreaming!

I will not cooperate with you! "

Bliss snorted coldly.

"I never like to force people, if you don't want to, let it go,"

Charlotte smiled and said, "However, there is one thing we must reach a consensus on, to coexist peacefully."

"Orc, is this your promise?"

Bliss still couldn't believe it.

"With our strength, do you think it is necessary for us to lie to you?"

Charlotte said angrily, "Okay, I won't talk nonsense with you, you can go."

After speaking, he went down the river again.

Bliss looked at Charlotte's back, hesitated for a moment, then stood up. Seeing that the orcs around him also dispersed, he clenched the longbow in his hand, and took two steps back in fear. Seeing that no orcs were blocking him, Bliss Only dare to step and run.

It disappeared after a while.

"Charlotte,"

Troy said dissatisfiedly, "What do you mean?"

"Nothing, just respect each other, don't hurt each other, cause trouble on the way, there are so many humans, we can't kill them,"

Charlotte said flatly, "We have only one goal, to go home."

Some things, even if explained, are difficult to explain clearly according to the understanding ability and behavior of orcs.

"What will you do when you go back?"

Troy said with red eyes, "High Priest Bjorn and Baron Sorin are gone, let's go straight back, no one will survive!"

His last words were almost yelled out.

Like Curry, he is the servant of Bjorn, the high priest of Windfall Castle, and he understands the rules of the orc kingdom better than others.

The orc next to him heard this and became uneasy.

Yes!

The lord's son and the high priest are dead!

They must be dead when they go back!

Then why go back?

"Charlotte, shall we go to Haiyin City?"

The tauren said anxiously.

Charlotte smiled and said, "As long as this war is not over for a day, we still have value to use."

Put on the hide and keep going.

I can't tell north from south, but following the direction of the river's flow, it's definitely right to go east.

All the way to the east, unexpectedly encountered a lot of broken orcs.

Charlotte learned from them that the more than 3000 orc armies in Bolling Valley and Windfall Castle were completely wiped out.

What surprised him most was that he saw Curry here.

Curry was disheveled, his right arm drooped limply at his waist, bloody and bloody.

The dozen orcs following him were not much better.

into the night.

Some orcs kept howling in pain because of their wounds.

From the perspective of "human beings", these orcs did all kinds of evil, and they deserved their death.

However, he is an orc, and he has a strange natural sense of closeness by blood instinct, although he doesn't agree with it in his heart.

These are his fellow villagers, and everyone is a community of interests.

Their painful screams echoed in Charlotte's ears, which was a kind of torment.

"Wake up and get up,"

Charlotte stood up and kicked Pation who opened his eyes with him, "Boil some water."

Pation rubbed his sleepy eyes, and lit the fire that had been extinguished long ago.

"Charlotte,"

The half-horse Howen also woke up, helped to add firewood, and asked curiously, "Aren't you afraid of attracting the attention of humans?"

Charlotte said indifferently, "We're going to die together."

Whether it is ordinary orcs or goblins, there is not much to gain in this war.

The most they get are the shabby clothes ripped off from human corpses.

Humans are much smaller than orcs, so orcs can't wear them. These clothes are now packed in animal skin bags around their waists by orcs, and they are ready to be changed by their mother-in-law when they return home.

Even Pation has more than a dozen pieces.

Charlotte opened his package and found a piece of tulle inside. I don't know what material it was made of, but it looked like it was worn by women.

Hey!
His younger brother looked honest and honest, but actually took these things off the woman!

He is not a good person either!

He took the meteorite dagger and cut the tulle into long strips.

Let Pation hold the torch and bandage the injured orc's wound with gauze strips boiled in boiling water. Anyway, there is no medicine, no healing potion, and whether he can survive depends entirely on God's will.

There was a stench from Durond's creaking socket and ears, Charlotte thought for a while, woke him up, and dug out the rotten meat and maggots with a dagger.

Charlotte thought that the giant demon would resist, and he was ready to back off at any time, but the giant demon remained motionless, allowing Charlotte to use the knife, and even smirked at him.

(End of this chapter)