Looking at Gu Ping Jiji who was still sleeping next to him, and looking at the black smoke filling the air around the camp, Gu Ping Lulu kicked Gu Ping Jiji awake with a few kicks.

"Damn bastard, get up and organize the people. The prisoners outside rebelled. Which bastard was in charge of guarding yesterday?"

Gu Porphyr Jiji was sleeping soundly when he was kicked awake by Guporulu. He was so angry that he wanted to draw his sword, but when he heard what Guporulu said, he sat up suddenly.

When I looked up again and saw the black smoke filling everywhere, my heart skipped a beat. It was bad! The prisoners had really rebelled. It didn't matter if some of those guys escaped, but if they burned down the warehouse in the camp, it would be a big problem.

The warehouses in the canyon contained many trophies that the tribes and nobles had not had time to transport back to their homes. If they knew that their trophies had been burned by the captives, they would have to tear off their heads.

Gu Jiji jumped to his feet, kicked and hit all the sleeping soldiers around him and quickly woke up. He asked someone to fetch some water from the well and watered all the sleeping orcs awake.

Both Guporulu and Gupong Jiji are veterans who have experienced hundreds of battles. They know that these prisoners are causing trouble, but they can't be careless. If they only lead a few hundred people to rush out, they may not be able to stop the prisoners. After all, they have two

Ten thousand people, even more than 20,000 pigs, would take a whole day to stand still and let them catch them.

So in order to control the situation as soon as possible, they had to gather all their strength. More than 3,000 orcs were quickly awakened. Although their heads were still dizzy, after a weapon was stuffed in their hands, the animalistic fighting soon began.

Instinctively, they calm down their minds quickly.

"The prisoners outside have rebelled. Everyone, listen to my order and go out to control the situation as soon as possible. Try to catch as many as possible alive. If there is resistance, kill them directly."

Gu Porulu gave the order with red eyes. Things had reached this point, and if he couldn't control them well, there wouldn't be any good results waiting for him.

Several tauren quickly rushed to the gate of the camp, opened the wooden door of the camp, and then groups of orc soldiers rushed to the door with their swords and swords...

Xiao Feng, who had already set up a machine gun a hundred meters outside the door, pulled the bolt of the gun when the orcs opened the door...

Gu Ping Jiji stood next to his team of 100 people. Just as he was about to rush out of the door, he suddenly heard a strange sound coming from the front, and then a yellow light flashed past his ears, and his face suddenly felt hot.

The smell of blood filled his nose. When he turned his head, he saw that the head of a tauren warrior who was shoulder to shoulder with him just now had disappeared. Blood mist was erupting from his thick neck, covering everyone around him.

Blood.

What's going on? Gu Ping Jiji is also a veteran of hundreds of battles. His fighting instinct made him squat down quickly. The moment he squatted down, he saw another yellow light coming from above his head.

Flying past, the soldier behind him groaned, and then his body was broken into two pieces. His upper body directly hit him, causing him to fall to the ground.

It was this action that saved his life. The bone-headed Jiji lay on the ground with his head dizzy. He just wanted to get up, but he saw the centurion next to him, just like the rice sap being harvested during the autumn harvest of mankind.

He was hit by the yellow light rushing in from the gate, and then he staggered and fell to the ground...

Blood mist filled the sky, and broken limbs and arms were flying around in the air. The constantly flying tracer bullets would bring extremely terrifying visual effects every time they hit the human body.

If it hits the arm, the whole arm will be blown away. If it hits the thigh, the leg will be broken directly. If you are unlucky enough, if you are hit in the torso, the body will be broken into two parts.

Some people with strong bodies, even if they were not beaten in two, still had a small hole in the front and a hole as big as a washbasin in the back. If they were hit, no one would survive.

The Maxim in his hand kept spraying death flames, and the sound of gunpowder explosions kept coming. Xiao Feng sat on a small high soil slope a hundred meters away from the gate of the orc barracks, held the trigger, and kept adjusting it.

The muzzle expands the shooting range.

All the orcs that appeared within the scope of his vision were the targets of his firepower. He burned out one bullet chain and quickly replaced it to ensure the continuity of the firepower. Although the cooling water tank kept spinning, Xiao Feng

I estimate that if this continues and the two bullet belts are used up, the water will probably boil.

This Maxim machine gun is worthy of being the god of death during World War I. Although it only has a caliber of 7.62, within a range of 100 meters, the power of this gun is no less than that of a heavy machine gun of 12.7 caliber. At such a distance,

When the bullet is fired, you will definitely die if it hits you, and you will die if you hit it.

At this time, he wanted to take advantage of the fact that these orcs were defeated and inflicted maximum damage on them. If one more orc was killed, there would be one less orc when he went to attack them in the future.

The metal storm kept sweeping across the battlefield, and every time it swept, it would cause a bloody storm. Not to mention the orcs on the opposite side rushed out of the camp, many of them were beaten to death before they even had time to scream.

The entrance to the campground.

At this time, Dean O'Gorman, who was standing next to Xiao Feng, was really convinced. No wonder a guy like Ge Luoyin, who was so proud and arrogant, would surrender to this mage. This mage was so powerful that he

My poor brain capacity can't even find any suitable adjectives to describe my feelings at this time.

Thinking about the pitiful battle-loss ratio of his own tribe's army after facing off against these orcs, and looking at the scene in front of him of the mage sweeping thousands of armies, Dean felt like hundreds of people crossed his mind, but he didn't

If he was allowed to think too much, he was dragged away by Ge Luo Yin...

"Guchi Jiji, are you still alive? You damn bastard, quickly organize people to close the door."

Gu Porulu hid in the earthen house behind the camp and shouted in the direction of the gate. The sudden situation in front of him made his mind dizzy. After thinking for a while, he finally figured out that they must have collided.

He met a human archmage, and that mage was on a slope outside the entrance to the camp, manipulating a strange magical weapon to harvest the lives of the orcs here.

It was unwise to rush in at this time, so he had to change his strategy. Gu Xing Jiji, who was lying on the ground in front of the gate, heard Gu Xing Lulu's shout, climbed to the gate bravely, and then ordered a few people to return.
Chapter completed!