"Mom, I'm afraid!"

The little boy hugged his mother in horror in the leaky cabin, his body trembling, he could hear the shouts outside, and he knew that the **** orcs had come to attack their village again.

Winter is here. In order to save the winter food, the greedy, ugly and barbaric orcs swept human borders like locusts, bypassed the fortresses, and attacked the villages scattered around human cities. Became one of the targets of these orcs looting.

Fortunately, because the war between humans and orcs has experienced many spring and autumn, human beings have accumulated rich experience in dealing with orcs, so even small villages have villages of four or five meters high.

"Ann, don't be afraid, Dad will protect us, rest assured! My father is the best hunter in the village, and his arrows will be scared even by the orcs."

The young woman comforted her child softly. Even though her heart was full of fear at this moment, she must remain calm in front of her child, and she must not pass the fear on to her child.

"God, save us! Drop your anger and punish these despicable orcs!"

The young woman silently prayed to the **** of war sacrificed in the village in her heart. Although reasonably told her that such a prayer had almost no effect, how could a supreme deity respond to the prayer of a humble ant?

The fact is as she expected. No matter how she prayed, no miracles appeared. The sound that once echoed in her childhood nightmare sounded in her ears again. It was the sound of the collapse of heavy objects-their village was broken Without blocking the impact of the hungry orcs, the roar of the young woman who had been fearful for a long time echoed in her ears with the sound of the fall of Muzhai.

Hearing these voices, the young woman shuddered, and the village was breached. What were the results of the hunters and youths guarding the existence? Nature is self-evident.

Thinking of this, endless sorrow filled the woman's mind, but she didn't have much time to sorrow because the orc was approaching and her child was not yet hidden.

"Ann, don't make any noise, hide in." The young woman grasped the hunting knife in her hand, picked up her young child, walked into the corner of the house, and opened the very hidden entrance to the basement. The door panel, then tucked it in.

"Mother, go in with me." The only seven-year-old boy was listening to the roar of the orcs and the wailing and wailing of the villagers, and there was a very obvious fear in his eyes. Color, but just after being stuffed into his basement by his mother, he was pulling his mother's robe tightly, trying to get his mother to go in with him.

"Ann, it's enough to hide here alone, and my mother can hide somewhere else."

"Don't lie to me." Ann's voice started to cry, he knew what his mother wanted to do.

The orcs who have become enemies of life and death with humans are intelligent races, not ignorant and stupid beasts. They know how to search for prey. An empty house without any human beings will obviously cause the orcs' alertness and attention.

They will use their own sense of smell and wisdom to find humans. If they simply hide, there is no effect. Every year, there are not a small number of humans who are caught and eaten as food for playing hide-and-seek with cats.

So if Ann and his mother simply hid in the cellar, the probability that they would be found and caught by the orcs was as high as 90%, but if one person ran out to attract the orcs' attention, then the other hid and lived. The chance of going down will be more than half.

"Oh, obediently," the young woman glanced at her child, and then shoved the sharp hunting knife into his hand. "Take this knife, remember, this is what my father gave me, if I die Then, just live well and use this knife to avenge us. "

After speaking, the girl pushed the child directly into the basement with a force that the child could not resist, and then sealed the board fiercely. In this cruel world, even a seemingly weak woman, Can take a hatchet and spear to hunt and kill the beast.

After hiding her child, the young woman picked up the farm implements used to scoop up the ground, and then fully revealed the fear in her heart on her face. Her child had been hidden, and she no longer had to pretend to be strong.

Looking around the room, the young woman quickly put away all the children's clothes in the room. Just when the young woman had just arranged everything,

boom! The sound of a cracked wooden board sounded, and the door of the cabin was opened, and under the gaze of the young woman, a burly orc appeared in her eyes under the fire.

Along with the appearance of this orc, a stench of unpleasant sweat rushed in, making the young woman feel nauseated, but the young woman did not have any extra actions, just holding the farm tool for weeding in her hand, and then rushed up The color of hatred in the eyes was not concealed at all.

"Humans, women. Hey!" Seeing this young human female attacking herself, I don't know how many days I haven't taken a bath, and the scum-like orc laughed.

She slapped the weapon in the hands of the young woman with a slap, and then she wanted to catch the chick and grabbed the young woman and walked towards the room ...

As the two gradually approached the room, the woman's original white complexion gradually turned blue and purple. Even so, she was struggling frantically, because the orc's look at her became very terrible, Tear it! The tear of the cloth sounded.

"Dirty orc, don't touch me." The woman screamed and screamed with wailing.

"Struggling weakly, let me lie down." The orc's rough voice sounded.

The sound of cloth being torn one after another deeply stimulated a little boy hiding in the cellar.

"Bang!" The wooden board was knocked, and an angry voice sounded. "Don't touch my mother."

"Haha, there is still a little hidden here." The orc, who had been preparing to vent his long-cherished desire, stopped the movement in his hand and looked at the corner of the room, the board that was constantly beating due to the impact.

"Ann, what a silly child." Seeing the constant roar, trying to rush out to save her child, the young woman's eyes shed tears of despair.

"Let me see what kind of little guy he is." After glancing at the young woman in tears, the orc walked towards the cellar entrance, and then lifted it away. He suddenly saw a brown man waving his hunting knife and chopped at himself. Little boy.

"Courage is commendable, but I don't know how to die." The orc twisted the little boy's palm, shook off his hunting knife, and then lifted him up, looking at the little white tender boy, the corner of the orc There was actually drool left, "I don't know how it tastes?"

"Let go of my child." A sickle cut into the orc's shoulder. The ragged young woman was inspired to protect the calf, but was stuck by the orc's strong muscles, but the cut was very shallow. Layer, leaving only a few drops of blood.

"Poor human, don't worry, it's your turn." The orc took the sickle, tossed it aside, and looked at the young man. He was hungry now and was ready to cook.

call out!

But just as he opened his mouth to bite at the boy, a three-meter-long rifle suddenly shot out of the door and instantly penetrated the dirty orc's chest. The fighting spirit carried by the rifle also made this room worn out. Log cabin collapsed.

The boy with a broken arm settled on the ground, staring blankly at everything outside. He saw a group of knights on warhorses who were frantically slaughtering and killing looted orcs in their village. Under the killing of these mighty knights These orcs are like the hare he once killed.

At this moment, Junior Ann found that a knight carrying a large sword came to him without a weapon in his hand, and he did not have a rifle in his hand like other knights.

"Yes, kid." The Bronze Knight came in and saw sitting on the ground, not crying or making trouble, but just looking at his teenager, he couldn't help but praise, not that any little fart can not cry even if his arm is broken. No trouble.

"Is it a brave?" The young man asked calmly, looking at the knight riding on a tall horse and wearing heavy bronze armor.

"Brave?" After hearing the young man's question, the knight couldn't help but raised his hand and touched his face, then laughed, "I'm not the brave in the legendary story I heard, I'm just a chasing interest ~ www .lightnovelpub.net ~ Unknown knight full of copper smell. "

"but……"

"Boy, I'm not afraid to tell us who we are. We are only a slave hunting group, and my mother has now become my slave. Give me obedience, be honest."

The knight interrupted the boy with a sneer, and then as he turned away, he saw the boy's bloodless arms, and then threw out a bottle of potion.

"Drink it, this can cure the injury."

Looking at the teenager's increasingly worshipped look, the Bronze Knight added, "Boy, don't just because I'm helping, I just want to get more benefits for me, only a healthy slave can sell a good price."

"What a slaver is obviously the same as the brave in the story." The teenager muttered quietly. Only the legendary silly knight would throw out his main weapon to save people during the battle.

"This is obviously the potion of primary life. Thirty gold coins can buy more than a hundred children like me. Think of me as a little fart who knows nothing?"