C1 The Fallen Civilization of Mankind

The light of dawn lifted the canopy over the earth, and the sleepy sentries on the watchtowers woke in the warmth of the dawn. He rubbed his sleepy eyes with the back of his hand and looked into the distance as usual.

The watchtower stood alone at the entrance of the village that was still shrouded in night fog. Outside the village, there was a vast grassland that stretched into the horizon. The morning wind fluttered her skirt as she lightly jumped on the grassland. The bushes that were as tall as a person under the watchtower rustled in the wind.

The village was south by the stream. There were no rolling hills to the left. Occasionally, a small mound would rise up, but it did not hinder the vision of the young sentry on the watchtower.

The sentry yawned, not wanting to forget the spring dream of being disturbed by the noisy frogs by the stream last night. However, the few black dots on the horizon in the distance alerted the young people who were still in reality and in their dreams. The sentry frowned as he raised a awning on his forehead with both hands. He stood on his tiptoes and used all his strength to identify the dots.

More and more black dots appeared on the horizon. It looked like the end of the sky had broken the clay jar containing the black peas.

The villagers were all farming for a living. It was rare for a few families to manage livestock. They were all reared in villages and villages. On the boundless grassland outside the village, the grass had grown taller than two people over the years.

The sentinel looked at the dense black bean dots that were rapidly approaching his village on the vast grassland. He could not help but break out in a cold sweat. He turned around and picked up the spear that was leaning against his feet. He stared intently at the approaching darkness.

The morning wind blew, and the grass swayed left and right along the warm wind. The young sentry did not feel the warmth that he felt when he woke up earlier. Instead, his back was covered in cold sweat from the shock.

When the sentry saw the ferocious faces of the green-faced and tusks in the grass that had been swept away by the morning wind, the thing that he did not want to see the most still happened.

The amulet hanging on his chest didn't bring any good luck to the village and himself. The infantry of the Orc Clan invaded the peace of the continent like wildfire in a prairie fire.

The Orc Clan Infantry, who was holding the iron ax and the bronze hammer in its hand, was panting heavily. It was murmuring in its bloody mouth with its sharp teeth. Even the sentries standing far away on the watchtower could smell the blood from the previous night on the corner of their mouths.

The rough leather armor was already slightly stained with dark blood. The totem patterns of the Orc Clan's various tribes were outlined with rough lines. The bulging muscles and veins under the leather armor were bulging, filling the leather armor that was pieced together with cow tendons.

The orcs were all very big. Each of them was over two meters tall. Some of them were even three meters tall. Their huge size made them look like ferocious death gods.

The orcs rushed towards the Human Clan village at an extremely fast speed. They roared like wild beasts. It was an extremely excited roar. Obviously, the orcs were bloodthirsty warriors. They were looking forward to this battle against humans. They were born to like this kind of battle. In fact, Every orc was born an excellent warrior, and they were born to fight. They were born to be savage and competitive.

When the soldiers saw the surging Orc Army below, they were shocked, "Oh, my God!" However, after being stunned for a while, the soldiers finally recovered from their daze. Then, they hurriedly ran to the big clock not far away. They picked up the big hammer and rang the alarm bell with all their might.

"Buzz, buzz, buzz..."

As the large hammer landed on the large bell, the alarm bell of the Human Clan Village resounded in the sky.

The moment they heard the alarm bells, the humans in the village woke up as if their butts were on fire. They hurriedly ran out of their houses or tents and ran to the wooden walls with weapons in their hands.

At the same time, the wooden doors of the village were closed by a few burly men. They used large wooden bolts to block the wooden doors, preventing the orcs from entering through the wooden doors.

As for the children and women, they were brought to the basement to hide. The burly men led them into the sturdy and airtight basement, and then tightly shut the large wooden door. Of course, this basement was not a dead end. There was a passage inside. If the situation was urgent, the people inside could use this passage to escape to the outside of the village.

Human men all picked up their weapons and became warriors. They needed to fight with the orcs, and they had to protect their homes. Although they knew very well that they were no match for the orcs, especially when they saw the surging tide of orcs below them, their faces paled in fright. There were simply too many orcs, and their numbers were even twice that of the humans.

To be honest, even if there were one to one, humans were not a match for the ferocious and wild Beastmen. So now they were basically slaughtered by the orcs. However, the human warriors didn't choose to run. This was their home, their ancestral land, and the place where they grew up. They could only defend and not escape.

Looking at the densely packed Orc Army below, the human warrior that stayed behind felt their scalps go numb. The aura of death was about to envelop the village. Every second, there would be the souls of those who died tragically in the hands of the Orc Clan. In this battle without any suspense, they would undoubtedly die. Especially when they heard the excited roars of the orcs, the despair in their hearts could no longer be described with words.

The Orcs finally arrived in front of the village like a flood, because they were running too fast. Dust was rising behind them, making them look like they were riding on clouds. They had the wild energy of the Orc Clan. They didn't have any words to discuss with the humans, and directly launched an attack. A few orcs carried long ladders and climbed up the village. Some of them were divided into several groups, carrying huge trees and smashing into the gate of the village. Some of the orcs even picked up their axes and hacked at the wooden wall, as if they were going to cut a hole in it. The killing aura became even more intense.

"What are you all waiting for? Are you waiting to be slaughtered by these beasts? Release your arrows! Quickly release the arrows for your father!"

The humans who had always advocated peace were obviously scared silly by such a scene. They stood rooted to the ground and didn't even know what to do. It was at this moment that a human man who looked like a commander suddenly shouted, "Release the arrows! If the orcs attack us, we will be torn into pieces by them... If you don't want to die, then fight with me! We are going to fight with the orcs!"

Under the encouragement of the large man, the humans finally attacked. Suddenly, a rain of arrows shot towards the orcs. Many arrows were dodged by the orcs, and only a small portion of them hit the orc warriors. The beastmen's fur was thick and heavy. Even if they took one or two arrows, it wouldn't be too big of a deal. They could still charge forward. Of course, If they shot at a relatively fatal area, they would only be able to lay on the ground and howl miserably. Some unlucky Orcs even had their eyes pierced by arrows, but very few died.

A few burly men worked together to flip over the ladder used by the Beastmen to attack the city. The Beastmen on the ladder immediately fell, rolled on the ground, and climbed up the ladder. The city wall wasn't high, and falling down from the Orcs was just a child's play. This would only make the Orcs more and more angry, and make them work even harder to attack this human village.

"Bang, bang, bang!"

The dozen or so orcs carried a large log and rammed into the gate of the village. The thick wooden door quickly swayed from the impact, clearly on the verge of collapse. Many human warriors desperately used their bodies to block the gate, because they knew very well that if the gate was breached, they would truly be finished. At that time, the orcs would completely slaughter them.

However, the humans guarding the gate were obviously unable to withstand the powerful impact of the orcs. Soon, the humans and the wooden door were knocked down. The huge wooden door collapsed with a loud bang, crushing many human warriors beneath it. Some humans were crushed to death, while others were suppressed to the point of losing their combat power. They could only howl in pain on the spot.

At this moment, the orcs rushed in at high speed. Their strong bodies quickly knocked away the human warriors who were blocking the door, and then they started a crazy massacre of the humans in the village. Even though humans had weapons in their hands, But in the face of the powerful orcs, they basically have no fighting power, in a long period of peace. These people put down their weapons and became farmers and merchants. They had never been trained in battle. In front of orc warriors, they were like fish on a chopping board.

Very quickly, humans were slaughtered until they were utterly defeated. After experiencing such a scene, many people even threw away their weapons and chose to escape. s. That was the Wolf Clan Corps of the Beast Human Clan. They were extremely fast, and they were the most delighted with their prey. Soon, all the fleeing humans were killed.

The humans who had been hidden in the basement earlier also began to tremble with fear. A few orcs were using axes to try and split open the door to the basement. At this moment, At this moment, the basement was in chaos. Cries and cries were heard everywhere. However, at this moment, A young man is very rational. He suggested that everyone escape through the tunnels. He encouraged them. "This tunnel leads all the way to the forest in the distance. As long as we enter the forest, If we get through this safely, we'll find a source of water that leads straight to Dragon City. That way, the chimeras shouldn't be chasing after us " Seeing that everyone was unmoved, he continued, "We should go find High Priest Lau Yong. He will definitely protect us. "

The High Priest Lau Yong mentioned by the young man was the descendant of Manyue Er, one of the Ancient Ten Wizardss. He was also the only human priest. Lau Yong was now the leader of the human race. He was also the hope of the human race's revival. It was said that high priest Lau Yong was a very good person, so he would not ignore the humans who had been attacked in the village.

Hearing the young man's words, the people in the basement calmed down and walked towards the tunnel. However, they couldn't bear to part with it, because their father, older brother and husband, and even their grandfathers were fighting with the orcs outside. Even though they knew that no one would be able to walk out of that place alive under the slaughter of the orcs, these relatives were the last line of defense for them to escape.