Chapter 377 Flag

"Good, if no one knows."

In the collective silence of the merchants and the roar of the mercenaries, Kandar looked around with a cold expression.

"Then let the duel begin as soon as possible."

Tyres has a tight heart.

bad.

He clenched his fists and his eyes fixed on the blue-faced orc Duraman in the distance.

If the situation is the worst...

If the duel cannot be avoided...

So how do I survive?

Tyres took a deep breath and entered the state of Hell's senses, observing the enemy's condition, but suddenly a "beep" sound came out of the eardrum and scared him.

Tyres only reacted after a few seconds: this is the goods that the orcs searched the caravan in the distance.

On the rocky ground, his contest with the comet and the death crow made the sin of the prison river progress significantly, and even the sense of **** was strengthened.

But for this reason, Thales has learned the lesson: Hell sensibility brings beyond ordinary perception, but sometimes, too sensitive perception is not necessarily a good thing.

When the innumerable information that is usually isolated from consciousness is instilled into his brain by the infernal senses, Thales is only confused, and it is impossible to distinguish between the north and the south, such as the melee, the hell, and the twenty senses. The orc grinds outside the rice sounds deafening, like a marching team, often confused with the knife and axe outside the meter, the enemy in the distance moves clearly, as in front of the eyes, let Taylors subconsciously raise their hands to resist, but ignore the near The threat at your fingertips.

It became obvious that everyone was envious, but the real party actually couldn’t say it: a slightly louder and slightly brighter light would make Tyres unbearable, overreacting, and perceived bias.

He needs time and needs to practice to re-adapt to the new state.

Thinking of this, Tyres shook his head in secret: in the memory of past lives, those who have reborn and reconciled, but can skip the adaptation stage directly, and the predecessors who have made great efforts by the upgraded new force, probably born superman Let's go.

He tried to concentrate the slightly out-of-control **** of his senses on the opponents of the duel, but he could not help but frown.

In the sense of hell, the fluctuations reflected by the orcs in the field of vision are not as divergent as humans, but rather thick and thick.

At least in Duraman's body, Teres could not find any signs of light similar to the end of the force, but the teenager looked at the fluctuations of his muscles and muscles, listening to the heavy breathing of the other person, powerful heartbeat, swallowing subconsciously. A mouthful of water.

It is totally different from human beings, but it gives him a more sense of crisis.

Thales has no doubt that this so-called sacred, blue-faced orc is just a blow between the hands and feet, and can play the power that most super-order fighters can't reach under the bonus of the final force.

Do not.

He silently concluded: Just relying on himself, he is still trying to adapt himself to the new power...

No chance.

Not to mention...

Taylor looked at the other two holy guards with a headache.

"If he loses," Ord Warrior Kandar stared at Tyres, watching the cold: "You don't have to live... Obviously, the gods don't like you."

This made everyone nervous.

At this time, a strange feeling climbed on the heart of Tells.

He raised his head subconsciously.

wrong.

The prince silently said to himself: From the beginning, there is something wrong with it.

Where is it?

Where is it wrong?

He turned his eyes and looked around.

At this time, a timid male voice rang in the crowd.

"I... I know..."

The captives frowned.

A trembling hand was lifted up.

"I know... I know why the stars are sending troops... the great war emirate..."

Tyres was taken a little surprised.

Kandar turned his head slightly.

"Look, I know," Kandal showed a scornful smile and strode toward the other side: "As human beings, you are all lazy, and what you need is just a little motivation."

Dean and Louisa frowned.

"What?"

Dean couldn't believe his eyes: "What can he know?"

A bald man who curled up on the ground struggled to hold his own belly, straightened up, couldn’t take care of the dust on his body, and squeezed a smile that was more ugly than crying: "If I told you, the great war emirate, you will Let me live?"

Kandal stopped and coldly bowed his head and looked directly at the owner of the caravan, Sepp Tomtin.

"Depends on what you told me."

Tyres squinted and endured the strange feeling in his heart, guessing what Tomtin was going to say.

Could it be that……

The orc Duraman snorted and seemed very dissatisfied with the duel being delayed.

Tomtin, who was kneeling on the ground, shuddered, but his words did not let Taylors suffer bad luck immediately.

"They... Ten days ago, in the blade camp, I chatted with my cousin. He was the standing army on the western front. Under Williams, that was..."

Kandar’s eyes are cold:

"I know who Williams is and say the point."

All the captives were staring at the dialogue between the two, and they were embarrassed.

The orc's eyes seem to have some sort of mysterious power that makes Tomdine shake even more.

The speed of speech of the businessman is accelerating, and the degree of stuttering is even more serious: "My cousin, he, he told me, telling me that the big men will soon want, want to block the border, so I thought about it, thinking about pulling the caravan Come out and smuggle, make some small money..."

Kandar jerked out the left hand left!

It screamed at Tom's neck necklace, pulling the frightened businessman from the ground, dragging his legs off the ground, and screaming at his face with a big mouth:

"Key!"

The screams that Tomdin had just exported were scared back into his mouth by this roar.

Looking at the other side of the beast, Tomtin is like a voles facing the viper, no way to escape.

After a few seconds, the businessman shook his teeth and said with a blank face:

"Wei Wei" - Baron Williams said in the room with a few nobles in the room, I was heard by my cousin... The big men went into the desert, as if they were going to hunt someone..."

Hearing here, Taylor’s breath suddenly broke!

He looked as usual and refused to look at Dean and Louisa's eyes.

What does this Tomtin know?

Really bad.

Not only must face the threat of a duel...

Also think about the idea of ​​getting away...

There is also the danger of exposing identity...

Tyres clenches his teeth: Is it a bad day today?

He frowned slightly, and the uncontrollable **** sensory feedback gave him the heartbeat of two people: the caravan master was almost scared to be courageous, Kandal seemed to be fierce, but his heartbeat was still flat - although Taylors did not know this Is it unique to the orcs?

In the distance, the sounds of the orcs searching for spoils came one after another. The movements were rude and the noise was constant, which disturbed him.

That strange feeling is still there.

wrong.

Where is wrong!

The brows of the teenager are getting tighter and tighter.

In the sense of hell, the orcs in the camp were very noisy, and the rude whispers and rough movements seemed to be close at hand.

The strange feeling in his heart is becoming more and more obvious.

"Hunting someone?" Kandal thought thoughtfully and loosened his hand.

"Who?"

Tom Ding shook his head violently.

This action allowed Kandal to retighten the strength of his hand.

It puts away the corner of the mouth: "Does it seem that you need more motivation?"

Tomtin screamed: "No, no, no - I don't know, I don't know, I don't know!"

He cried with a cry: "I swear, I swear by the honor of the ancestors' aristocracy! I really don't know who they are going to hunt!"

Dean and Louisa both sighed.

McGee, who was tripped to the ground, sneered disdainfully.

Kandar stared at Tom Ding for a long time.

A few seconds later, the orc warrior sinisterly looked at the nose and tears that flowed to his hand, and this was a loose hand.

Tomtin slammed back to the ground.

The owner of the caravan sighed with relief and sobbed his chest:

"But, but since they are as abominable as you said, and they don't stay with the living things in the desert, they must hate that person, just as they hate you..."

Kandar, who is squatting, bowed his head.

Tom Ding, who realized that he might have said something wrong, raised his hands:

"Sorry, sorry, sorry... I didn't mean it, I just, I just..."

But Kandar did not pay attention to his disrespect: "You said that the Star Kingdom has traveled all over the desert to hunt down someone?"

"This is what my cousin heard..."

Kandal snorted: "Who is it? It is worth the big front in the western front of the whole kingdom... It’s bloody, and the corpse is not going to stop?"

At that moment, Taylors was born!

That's it!

The boy suddenly understood.

He understood, where the strange feeling came from!

The prince’s chest is undulating and his eyes are changing.

So this is the answer.

It is also the only life that they live in the hands of this cruel and awkward orc!

The questions and answers of Kandar and Tomtin are still going on, but the prince has no heart to listen to.

With everyone's attention on the other side, Tyres was in a good mood and his lips were moving.

"Dean," the teenager leaned his head and whispered to the prisoners around him:

"The orcs, they are searching for your goods."

Dean glanced at him strangely.

"Of course, they like human loot."

Dean was a little worried and hesitant, and his afterglow was interrogating Tom's Kandar:

"Listen, Wyah, it won't let us go anyway, so you..."

Tyres shook his head.

"No, Dean, listen to me: Although they are searching, they are abandoning things like valuables, but they are rushing to rush for food, water and even drugs."

Dean frowned.

"what?"

The bald mercenary is strange:

"How did you know?"

Listening to the movement from the ear, Taylors made a slight meal:

"I heard... I walked at the end and saw that they were looking for the necessary supplies."

Looking for supplies...

Dean thought thoughtfully.

On the other side, Tomdin was scared again by the orc.

"Dean," Taylors continued to whisper:

"We just took up arms and rebelled, up to a dozen people, and according to the war emirate, they only lost a few people..."

Dean licked his lips: "What?"

"But they... they are close to dozens of hundreds of people, but almost half of them are wounded," said Tyres, swearing at the rows of orcs:

"Including the war prince himself, his armor also has dry blood and new wear and tear."

Dean's eyes solidified in midair.

"Louisa said that in order to conceal and raid, they specifically disarmed and attacked lightly, but if they were not deliberately light armor... but forced?"

The spirit of the bald mercenary is alive:

"You mean……"

"Their state, not as good as they say, Dean," said the flame of hope in the eyes of Tyres:

"They had experienced a battle not long ago, they were lightly loaded, they were short of food and clothing, and they needed urgent supplies..."

"They are..."

Tyres looked at Kandal and watched him wearing a bruised armor under his fur and spit out the next sentence: "Running."

At that moment, the atmosphere between the two was different.

The dark night seems to be a lot brighter.

Dean was silent for a while.

"That means..."

Tyres nodded: "We just need to find a way to put them..."

He did not finish.

Because it is in the next moment -

"boom--"

A thunderous bang, sudden!

Shocked everyone in the same place!

Regardless of the orcs and human beings, no matter the merchants or the mercenaries, the emirates or the princes, at this moment, they turned back in horror and turned to the direction of the bang.

I saw a strong night, and a camp not far away ignited a terrible raging fire.

The fire is high, and even burned in the upper air, a full dozen meters!

The fire illuminates the sand dunes of the Quartet, which is inconspicuous in the night sky.

Taylors and Dean stared at the flame in the distance and looked at each other.

"Kandal..." Yaku, one of the Guards, looked at the camp of the fire with horror, plucked his black bow and hurriedly said something to the emirate.

"Hula--" Kandal Wars slammed it, but it turned his head and waved his arm.

Yaku nodded and led a dozen orc warriors to view.

It turned back and grabbed Tommy, who was equally scared, pointing to the flames:

"what happened!"

"I, I, I..."

Tom Ding swayed his hands in desperation, trying to express his innocence and cooperation.

"In the sand dunes, the army has been mobilized frequently these days, and the scale is very large. After busy, the management is a bit loose," the businessman cried and lost his face:

"So I took the opportunity... I shipped some military supplies... like a diced eternal refining oil, your hand may be robbing - I mean - not careful when rummaging..."

"Ding Ding Ding?" Looking at the fire on the sand, McGee, who was kneeling on the ground, repeated the irony.

Kandar looked at the flames and looked at Tom Ding again. His expression was angry and his cheeks were twitching. The upper and lower rows of teeth were about to bite each other.

“You may not know much about the characteristics of Eternal Oil, and the number of them may not be more than ‘Ding Ding Ding’...”

Thomdin looked at the fire, and forgot the terrible orc of the orc, and said:

"So, if you want to fight, you should use a lot of sand."

Kandal screamed and threw down the unlucky Tomtin.

Sure enough, a minute later, the orc Yaku came back with a dozen warriors, and his face was dignified, shaking his head against the ugly Kandar.

Looking at the burning camp, Kandar snorted.

The Great Emirates turned and ordered in their language, and many lightly dressed orcs immediately acted and dispersed around the camp.

The flame is still burning.

"It seems that Tomtin's insatiable greed and dog daring is still a favor," Dean squinted. "They are preparing to retreat... Your guess is right, we have a chance."

Taylors licked his lips.

In the unexpected chaos, Kandar seems to have finally remembered this group of human captives.

"It's a pity," the Orc Warrior turned to them, coldly stroking the sharp iron fork on his wrist: "It must end early."

"I still want to talk to all of you for a while."

The captives suddenly changed their faces.

Kandal snorted and looked at Tyres. Its white face overlapped under the blaze of the flames.

"You know, Seika, I really want to see how you will react to Duraman..."

Duraman snorted and the mace slammed into the ground.

Taylor was a cold heart.

Not good.

The Orc Warrior walked slowly and looked straight at Tyres:

"Especially, I just figured out a lot of things..."

At this time, on the other side of the desert, a spark of sparks rose from the ground, making a sharp and sharp sound!

"call out--"

Bright and harsh.

Everyone, including Kandar, subconsciously looks at the direction of this spark.

A few seconds later, in the place where the spark appeared, on the other side of the sand dune, several sounds were heard:

"噗噔-噗噔-噗噔-"

Dull, low-key, rush, but quite rhythmic.

Getting closer.

Almost at the same time, on the side of the sand dunes, the screams of an orc warrior screamed:

"Cluri--"

When the violent drink didn't finish, it stopped abruptly and turned into a cry:

"Oh ah ah ah ah"

Still not waiting for Taylors to react, the beasts present are all changing face!

The pain of the warrior has not disappeared.

But Kandar has screamed and slammed its warriors!

There is no hesitation in the tribe's war emirates. It opens its majestic and powerful arm and snarls with the loudest voice from its appearance:

"Moussa!"

The next second, faster than blinking, all the orc warriors screamed at the weapon and took a big step under the leadership of Yaku and Lucana, consciously teamed up and ran!

In addition to the orc Duraman, it is emotionally pointing to the Teres in the captive, what he said to Kandar.

This orc with the **** enemy of Tyres seems to have made up his mind to settle his grievances here and take back the brotherhood of his brother.

The heart of Tyres sinks.

"Don't worry," Dean is surrounded by the ground:

"I told Louisa, we are looking for an opportunity to fight back."

But his comfort did not work - because Candar was more angrily screaming than Duraman, and even ruthlessly slammed the sacred punch.

In the end, Duraman glanced at Taylors with resentment, turned and joined the ranks of his companions.

The captives stood in the middle of the field, and looked at the busy beasts with horror. They stepped on the heavy steps in batches, ran across them and ran in the opposite direction to the sparks!

They have almost no time to take care of the prisoners.

"How..." This is Surprising Louisa.

The next scene reveals the answer.

On the sand dunes not far from them, a tall figure swept through the gravel and broke through the dark night, appearing in the light of the fire.

That is a knight.

A horse, a person, a horse on his horse, a reins in his hand.

He stepped on the fast hoofs, and the whole person was free to stick on the horse's back, flying together in the gallop, flying and rushing down the sand dunes.

The two orc sentinels on the sand dunes saw the knight.

They screamed, holding a scary blade, stepping on the striking pace, driving the majestic body and rushing toward the invader!

The knight immediately ignored the threat of approaching, and he just bowed and accelerated.

The two sides are getting closer.

Until they meet each other.

The wrath of the orcs is full of hatred: a heavy hammer and a big knife, in their hands, draw a dangerous arc, with the horror of the giant force and the whistling of death, the momentum is pleasing, the eyes will be hard Life is open to the horse!

No, their strength is too big...

Taylor's heart was shocked, and the subconscious wanted to remind him.

But the knight just whispered a whistle.

At that moment, his knees flexed his body and turned his horseshoes, turning to the front of the blade and the body!

The moment the knight turned, the sharp-eyed tays saw the pattern on his robes:

A crow.

A dark blue crow with only one wing.

The Cavaliers risked to avoid the orc's interception and staggered two weapons.

But it is not over.

I saw a light and sharp spear from the horse accurately, piercing the neck of the first orc.

In the roar of the two orcs, the knight's spear tipped and closed, and with the superb equestrian far away, only the back of the enemy's blood was left behind.

And a few inches of ponytail.

"This sign is the Crowma family's Ravens light ride," the old hammer couldn't suppress the excitement in his heart. "It's the famous Raven Guard Second Commando - ‘Thunder Crow’!”

A move in Tyre's heart: the Croma family...

The Croma family?

Some ears are familiar...

The orc who was pierced by the neck roared, and it stepped on the scary step, regardless of the blood, and with the companion, chasing after the knight.

But they can't catch up.

The knight turns out an arc and rides farther and farther on the sand dunes, the faster he rides.

Finally, the orc who had been smashed his neck was running a considerable distance, and after almost dyed the sand, it was still soft.

Before the last blood was drained, the orc's tough life supported it, raising his own blade against the erratic back of the knight.

But its blade is too short.

Not enough.

It was so thinking, the thick arm trembled in the air for a moment, and finally hanged weakly.

Never move again.

Under the dunes, the Kandal Warrior looked far away from its warriors and screamed in anger and anger.

The orcs screamed and vented their hatred.

"Hey! The hybrids of the cracked stone, I haven't seen it for two days!"

The first human knight looked at the burning camp not far away, looked at the angry beasts below, and stopped the horses.

He stopped on the sand dunes, and the laughter came from far away and passed into the ears of every orc: "The sacred day is not yet here. Now open the bonfire party..."

"Isn't it too early?"

Another orc sentry screamed fiercely and rushed toward the knight.

It failed to reach the end.

"噗噔-噗噔-"

The second knight rushed from the other side of the sand dune, and when the orc turned back, he showed a sabre and passed it.

In the screaming scream of Kandar, the head of the second orc flew high with unwilling and resentful eyes.

The captives were silent, and the orcs were sorrowful and angry.

Thales looked at this scene slyly, watching the ferocious orcs fight and die.

Kandar’s buzz is getting more and more urgent.

Under his command, the nearly one beast was quickly divided into two parts:

Nearly twenty orcs took an astonishing momentum, carrying heavy weapons, stepping forward, and forming a battle against the dunes where the knights were.

The rest of the orcs shouted slogans and bit the full hatred - put away their weapons, turned their heads and turned to the opposite direction, rushing.

"What are they doing?" The fast rope was amazed.

The old hammer shook his head, and the experienced man briefly stated the answer:

"Escape."

Taylors was about to ask, but found that the next moment, he was buckled by a huge orc!

"Waia!" Dean and Louisa's anger, Tyres was clamped in Kandar's left arm.

But the beasts who guarded the captives did not move. They stood behind the human beings coldly, suppressing everyone who wanted to resist.

Tyres wants to force, but finds that the other party's strength is the most terrible he has ever encountered: "You -"

His words were not finished, because the next moment, Kandar's iron fork forced his throat.

"be quiet!"

The Orc Warrior buckled on the throat of Tells, looked at his stunned eyes, and said to the captives: "This will soon end - I don't want to make the scene too ugly."

The next second, Kandal put his mouth on his ear and spoke with a voice that only two people could hear: "Tell your father and tell Morat."

"I found you first."

"And I know who you are."

That second, Terscher froze completely.

Dean and Louisa are still screaming excitedly, but that doesn't matter.

what?

father?

Morat?

First find me?

Know who I am?

This is all... What do you mean?

Kandar twisted the head of Tells to himself, and the bright yellow eyes were sharp.

With the incomprehensible Tyles staring at Candar.

He suddenly found that the expression of the other party at the moment was extremely serious, neither the previous humor, nor the grief.

It is calm.

Rarely calm.

"So, comet, I have fulfilled my promise," only listened to Kandal and said, "What about yours?"

"There will be a period later, the card."

The next moment, Tyres felt a pain in his forehead and instantly ate the sand full of mouth.

"Wai Ya!"

A few seconds later, Dean, who was lifted from the sand by Dean, was shocked and puzzled. He could only look at the back of the orc emirate, watching Candal and his soldiers join. The tribal team ran to the distance.

what happened?

"Are you alright? What did it do to you?"

Tyres didn't answer, he just blinked and was full of surprise.

Its promise? Comet's promise?

He doesn't understand.

This orc...

What is this orc?

"My God," the fast rope blinked incredulously, picking up McGee from the ground: "We are alive... they are gone!"

Dean looked at the orcs who fled in the distance, and looked at the orcs who had stayed to form the battle. His face was complicated.

The knights on the sand dunes rushed down with a whistle. They had more than a dozen rides, and they flexibly circumvented the already-beating orcs and chased the running Kandar.

With the departure of the orcs, the captives regained their freedom, but they did not have the joy of cheering themselves, because soon the next thing attracted all their attention.

Waves.

In that second, Tells thought he had got it wrong.

But that's right.

It is the waves.

If there is no sound of the waves, it will invade his ears over and over again.

Oh...

Oh la la...

"What is that?" asked the fast rope in horror.

"Oops..." The old hammer was ugly.

In the fire, the captives looked around in horror, but did not see anything - except the dark horizon.

But the waves did not disappear.

Oh la la...

After a dozen seconds, ‘the waves’ are getting closer and closer, bigger and bigger!

It became a terrible raging wave.

Bang...

Rumble...

In the next moment, the captives looked at the ground in horror and then looked into the distance.

"Shit!" Dean pre-feeled and cursed.

Everyone feels: a shock that cannot be ignored, is constantly flowing from the sand to the foot, hitting the back and shaking the chest.

More inciting their hearts.

Rumble...

The vibration on the ground is getting bigger and bigger, more and more obvious, and more and more frequent.

Rumble...

Taylors even felt that his internal organs were quickly shaken out.

Rumble...

Finally, the uneasiness brought by the anger was over.

In an instant, at the top of the dunes in front, at the intersection of heaven and earth, there were countless black shadows.

Rumble...

In the burning fire, the shadows form a continuous black line.

They are like dense ants, and like the black tide that swept through, covering the sand dunes from top to bottom, and dyed the gravel under the fire.

Just like the night.

"My God, that is..." Louisa narrowed her eyes and her face was white.

Tyres couldn't help but hold his breath.

He saw the shadows.

It is human.

To be exact.

It is a cavalry.

One, two, ten, one hundred... The prince counted in surprise.

cavalry.

Countless cavalry.

Rumble...

They are rolling their iron hooves, and they are amazing and overwhelming!

Like the black lava that devours everything on the crater, it pours down quickly.

Pounce on this small camp.

Nothing to hinder.

Unstoppable.

Taylors looked at the scene in vain.

At the top of the dune, a commander-like knight appeared in the fire and shouted loudly.

The cavalry rushed to respond to him.

But Taylor did not pay attention to him.

What he saw was: behind the leading knight, another galloping knight, holding a high flag.

With Mercedes, the flag is completely shaken in the fire.

Tyres looked at the banner in a dull manner, looking at the pattern that was unknown or familiar, and his heart grew.

That is one side...

one side……

White side with blue bottom...

Silver cross double star flag.

In the next second, the leading knight lifted the sword front, pointing to the camp under the hoof, and shouting loudly!

"In the name of His Majesty!"

"Everything is less than four legs..."

"One does not stay!"

In the name of no sword!

Everything that is called a monthly ticket...

One does not stay!

(End of this chapter)