Early the next morning, the sun had not yet risen, and the moonlight and starlight still enveloped this ancient and desolate plateau.
?? ?Kuvis is the name of an orc village here. In the early morning, most of the village was still in deep sleep, except for a dozen slaves.
These slaves are also orcs. Most of them were captured as slaves because they had conflicts but could not defeat each other. This is a common thing among the orcs. The orcs who believe in the biggest fist are accustomed to using their fists to solve any problem. The losing party usually ends up dead. Even if they are lucky enough to survive, they cannot escape. The consequences of being a slave.
Danath Trollbane is also a slave, but unlike other slaves, he did not become a slave because he became the losing side in a conflict. He is not an orc, to be precise, he is not a pure-blooded orc. That's right, Trollbane is what's called a hybrid of humans and orcs: a half-orc.
Trollbane was originally a member of a mercenary group in the Principality of Victoria, and the leader of that mercenary group was a retired officer. Trollbane was an orphan who was taken in by the leader of a mercenary group and became a member of the mercenary group. He also received training from that mercenary leader and became a qualified warrior. However, during another mission to the Argus Plateau, the mercenary group was completely destroyed by an attack by orcs, and Trollbane became a prisoner of these orcs after being injured, and then became a slave.
"You lazy pig, why don't you go to work!" A whip hit Trollbane's back hard, and a red blood mark appeared on his back. He turned his head and stared with hatred. The orc overseer who whipped him. The overseer was stared at by his eyes and felt numb for a while. He clearly remembered that in the battle some time ago, it was this half-orc who killed six orc warriors by himself and was finally caught. He didn't think so. He can beat this half-orc slave.
But looking at the slave's handcuffs and anklets, coupled with the weak body caused by never giving them enough to eat, the courage of this orc overseer seems to have returned. He whipped Trollbane with another fierce whip, and he whipped it with almost all his strength, as if he wanted to get some interest back for his fear just now. This whip drew a bloody mark directly on Trolbane's face.
Tol Bain turned his head and continued digging into the frozen soil. There was a seed of resistance in his heart, but now was definitely not the time, and he had to swallow his anger.
Seeing Trollbane continue to work conscientiously, the orc behind him was very proud. He whipped him again, but it was another slave, and he continued to curse.
Trollbane used the poor-quality hoe in his hand to dig into the frozen soil under his feet. The land on Argus is very difficult to dig, which is why food cannot be grown here. Whether it is low temperature, frozen soil or lack of water, they are all natural enemies of food crops. Even tenacious grass plants have difficulty growing. This is still the south of Argus. You can use a hoe to dig up the soil with grass. To the north, the land is no different from rock.
"What is this" Trollbane suddenly felt something strange, and then he immediately remembered what it felt like -
"Knight?! It's a knight!" Trollbane remembered this voice all his life. When he was in the City of Holy Sword, he saw with his own eyes the heroic Victoria knights marching in neat steps to attack the orcs who invaded the Principality of Victoria. empire.
He looked in the direction of the sound and saw a row of black dots appearing in the distance. No other orc had noticed this. He immediately realized that this was an opportunity. He picked up the hoe and struck the head of an orc overseer next to him. The orc overseer obviously didn't expect that this slave would dare to suddenly attack him. He was hit in the head with a hoe off guard, causing blood to flow freely. If he were in his peak state, Trollbane was confident that even five orcs would die this time. However, his current situation was indeed not good and he was unable to kill this orc.
The overseer was horrified, and he angrily struck Trollbane with the whip in his hand. Trollbane grabbed the whip directly in his hand, and then with a sudden pull, he snatched the whip from the overseer's hand. The orc overseer, who had lost his weapon, turned around to run away, but was thrown to the ground by Trollbane's pounce. The orc used a long whip to strangle his neck, using both hands and arms to exert maximum strength. The orc overseer who was knocked down didn't last long before he was strangled to death.
The orc slaves next to him were shocked. Conflicts between slaves and overseers often occur, and orcs are not good children, even when they become slaves. But no matter how bad-tempered the slave is, he will not dare to kill the overseer unless he wants to die. Beat the supervisor violently, at mostIn exchange for a beating and killing the overseer, it would mean loss of life. All slaves who were present when the overseer died would be executed because they failed to fulfill their obligation to protect their master. Therefore, when these orc slaves first saw Trollbane fighting with the overseer, they still had the attitude of watching a good show. After all, the overseer was also annoying, but now Trollbane actually dared to kill him. , which shocked them.
However, when they tried to pull them apart, it was already too late. The orc overseer was already under Trollbane's long whip, his face turned purple from being strangled, and he was obviously no longer breathing. Just before these orcs could figure out what to do, a rumble of horse hooves reached their ears - a total of fifty knights riding horses towards their village!
The orc slaves immediately panicked. They had no time to take care of the slave who killed the overseer. At this time, Trollbane wisely stepped aside and knelt on the ground. He did not hold a hoe, a whip, or anything else that could be mistaken for a weapon. He could only bet that those knights would not kill enemies who did not resist. Otherwise, he would not be able to escape in this situation.
The other orc slaves did not have such good heads. They roared and tried to block the charging heavy knights with their bare hands or inferior hoes. These knights also lived up to their expensive equipment. With two casual strokes of their lances, they killed a dozen orcs blocking the road and rushed into the orc village without any resistance.
As Trolbane expected, these knights did not take action against him, who was kneeling aside and without weapons. He secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and when he was about to take advantage of the chaos to escape, a horse stood in front of him. He looked up and saw a guy with silver hair and dark skin who looked like a legendary drow.