My Frostmourne can't be so cute

Even if the population of the Western Wilderness is not dense, it should not be like it is now.After walking for a long time, there was still no figure in sight; more importantly, not only the humans, but also the jackals who usually wandered here were gone.

It stands to reason that without the intrusion of Stormwind's army, the gnolls should become active soon; but now they are not—maybe after humans, the orcs don’t like these guys.

...

After walking forward for a while, Ma Long and others finally saw a farm ahead.

The door of a small house painted with blue paint is wide open, and the bare chimney points solitaryly at the sky; two granaries made of thatch and wooden planks stand not far from the house, with a large area of ​​low fence A large area of ​​cultivated land was circled around the houses and granaries.

"Be careful."

Malone passed his order.One hand tightly held the hilt of the two-handed sword at the waist—this farm may have a farmer eating lunch, or there may be a few fully armed orcs.

Under Ma Long's leadership, the militiamen clenched their weapons and dispersed to surround the house, but they did not rush in.

"There is no sign of waste in this land."

De Jong said--before the orcs invaded, he was a farmer in Lakeside Town. He could tell at a glance whether the farmland not far away had been taken care of by anyone recently.

"Um... Paul, you take the two teams to the granary to have a look."

Malone nodded.Ordered to Paul, and then walked to the house by himself.

"Is there anyone? This is Malone from Stormwind? Sir Lothar! Is there anyone?"

Ma Long stood a little further away from the house and shouted loudly-although most orcs like close hand-to-hand combat, there are also some orcs-such as those of the Thunder King clan who are good at using throwing weapons. The necessary precautions are still needed.

However, there was no response from the house.

from this angle.Malone couldn't see the scene in the house; so he waved his hand, and Robin immediately moved to the house with a few militia cats in the night.

After approaching the house, Robin quickly straightened up, drew out his one-handed sword, and rushed into the gate; the remaining nightlight town militiamen reacted a little slower, but they also followed Luo closely. Behind Bin.

Malone ordered the other soldiers to stand by.Then he led Lubos into the room-he had an ominous premonition in his heart, from the very beginning, Lubos looked manic-this was the performance of the Twilight Wolf King after he smelled the blood.

This house is a typical farmer’s house. Entering the door, the dining room, kitchen and storage room are on the left, and the bedroom is on the right.

Robin was staying in the bedroom when Malone entered the room-he was squatting on the ground, in front of him with two mutilated bodies.

Ma Long's guess was finally confirmed-but in such a sad way.

One of the two corpses was a female body. The corpse's face was bloody and bloody, it seemed that something was hammered on the face, and the whole head was flattened down; the breast/section of the corpse was high and bulging, perhaps the only one that could judge her gender Sign up.

The other corpse looked like a strong human male, but his head was not known where it was, and one of his arms was broken, and he was randomly discarded in a corner not far away.

"They should have died recently. Their bodies have softened and their wounds have become pus, but they have not yet grown maggots."

Seeing Malone coming by, Robin raised his head and said with a heavy voice.

"Orc."

Ma Long squeezed the word that symbolized cruelty from between his teeth.

"Hmm... they should be a couple. The orcs... raped her, then killed her and cut off her husband's head... just don't know which one is first."

Robin stood up and shook his head-he hoped that the husband would be chopped off by the orcs first... Otherwise, let him witness his wife being ruined by those green-skinned craps before being killed. That feeling is really true. Yes... (To be continued.)

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"How late are we?"

Malone clenched his fist tightly to force himself to calm down, then asked.

"About two days ago, or maybe three days, they should have died at that time."

Robin gave his own judgment.

"Bury them first..."

Ma Long waved his hand, and several Yese Town militiamen dropped their weapons, walked over and carried the two bodies out.

A militiaman walked to the corner and picked up the man’s broken arm—the broken body exuded an unpleasant smell. If a week ago, the militiaman might have vomited, otherwise, he would be because of these two compatriots. The tragic death and tears.

But now, he didn't—because he just used a short sword to make an orc shed blood to pay for his sins when he left the town of Nightshade. In the future, he will make the group of green-skinned choppy pay more. .

Human beings will never forget.

...

The militiamen left the house, and Malone began to think about the next countermeasures-apparently, they were already late, and the orc troops who came to sweep the Westfall as the orc captor said came here two days earlier than them.

The plan to find the survivors of the Westfall before the orcs had failed. Next, Malone and his soldiers faced a choice-to continue searching in this land, or to return to Nightlight Town.

If you choose the former, then Ma Long and the others may only find corpses in the mountains and plains; but they will go home...

Ma Long did not hesitate to veto the second option-he worried that if he did that, he would never be able to get rid of the entanglement of the two bodies in the nightmare.

"Let's go to Sentinel Hill, hope it's still too late."

Ma Long walked to Robin, patted him on the shoulder, and then left the farmer's cabin that had no owner.

Outside the house, several militiamen were digging the grave with the farm tools they found from the farm. Paul led two groups of militiamen back from the direction of the granary.

"There is nothing over there, food and everything are still there...what is going on?"

Paul reported his findings, but after noticing the two bodies.He stopped.

"The orc is right. Their army has not had time to visit here. But now they are here. The two men are farmers here. They were attacked by the orcs three days ago."

Malone explained simply.

"This group of greenskin shreds...so. Where shall we go next?"

Paul spit on the ground, cursed the orc angrily, then calmed down before asking Malone.

"Buy them...then we go to Sentinel Hill."

Ma Long sighed and said-I hope, the people there are all safe...

...

Sentinel Hill is still some distance away from where Ma Long and others landed.They had to stop and rest when the sun gradually set to Horizon 1.

For some time in the past, Malone and these soldiers could not sleep well because of being on the water; now on land, even though there is solid soil under them, they are already very satisfied.

Ma Long still chose to watch the night-as a commander, he can't do much now, he can only let these militiamen who have not been on the battlefield sleep as much as possible.

"Sir Lothar."