Great Summoner Pokémon

Chapter 122 Traitor Sacrificial Flag!

In front of Griffin City, the outside of the slope was densely packed with orcs in a mess.

As the saying goes, people are boundless, and the noisy voices of orcs and the stench of beasts can be smelled even from the city walls.

The city was already in chaos, the alarm bells were ringing rapidly, and the people were in panic.

They are not allowed to go up the city wall, but there are still many places and mountain walls that are higher than the city wall.

Some young lads climbed to a high place, and then told the people below what they saw, which immediately frightened them, and some even cried.

"There are at least several thousand orcs here."

Spiegel came to the city wall, supported the city wall and said.

He was not good at counting heads, so he just made a rough guess.

Through observation, Spiegel found that the army of orcs in front of him was different from the group of orcs he had subdued yesterday.

The group of orcs yesterday was led by a lion-headed man, and there were all kinds of orcs among them, and it was a mess.

Today, the orc army is obviously more organized. Among them, there is a flag in the middle with a tiger painted on it, and all the tiger-headed people standing under the flag.

One of the tiger-headed men sat on a huge maroon tiger with retracted wings on both sides of its body.

The king character on the forehead of this tiger-headed man is white, and his body is also a bit taller than other tiger-headed men.

He is the leader of this orc army, the white-fronted tiger Bron.

Of course, it is impossible for so many people in the entire army to be tiger-headed men, but there is a rule that there is always a tiger-headed man in each team, and it should be the leader.

Unexpectedly, when he became king, he would be attacked by orcs. These orcs seemed to understand his intentions very well, and gave him prestige so quickly.

Spiegel didn't have the slightest worry that he might be frightened if he met so many orcs on the plain.

Because he himself is a huge weakness, with so many orcs attacking from all directions without defensive facilities, it is difficult to say that he can protect himself 100% even if he uses the strongest lineup.

But now that he has a city wall, if Zhu Xiaorong and the green caterpillar are allowed to fight freely, the thousands of orcs will not be enough for them to kill them.

"Your Majesty, I made a rough calculation. There are at least 1 orcs here. With the current strength of the Griffin City, it may be difficult to protect itself."

Meng Kuo came to Spiegel and said.

He had a sad face, there were so many orcs, even with the help of the red dragon that day, it would not help.

Spiegel smiled dismissively, they hadn't really seen Zhu Xiaorong's terrifying strength yet.

When fighting the white dragon, Spiegel did not let Zhu Xiaorong launch any energy attacks, because her best fire attribute skills were not good for the white dragon.

Maybe this made Meng Kuo mistakenly think that Zhu Xiaorong didn't have the capability of mass destruction.

And no matter how brave the orcs were, it was impossible for them to be completely immune to death, otherwise those orcs would not have surrendered so easily yesterday.

So there is no need to kill all these orcs. According to the most elite human army in the cold weapon era in the previous life, there is only one army that can maintain fighting spirit with a death rate of more than half. Basically, the ordinary army is 10%, and the elite army can persist to 30%.

There is an army that won't surrender until the last person is killed, but that requires extremely strong cohesion and a certain purpose of faith that they are willing to sacrifice their lives for. These messy orcs obviously don't have such conditions.

So, at most, as long as 30% of the orc army is killed, they will definitely collapse.

At this time, a short horse suddenly stepped out in front of the orc army, not as tall as Rhubarb, and a human was riding on its back. It looked about 40 or [-] years old, with a goatee.

He rode a pony all the way to the wall of Griffon City, looking up at the wall.

"Listen, the people above, the great king of the grassland, Bron Khan, asked me to inform you that you may be able to save your life by surrendering the city immediately, otherwise we will kill all of the city when we attack, do you hear me?"

His words shook the soldiers a little, not to mention the ordinary people.

Those who heard it immediately spread the word, and the people were in an uproar.

All of them showed fear, but no one offered to surrender, because they all knew what the outcome of surrender would be.

Either becoming a slave or becoming a ration, in fact, it would be easier to die directly.

"You seem to be a human, why are you mixing with orcs?"

Spiegel asked, leaning on the wall.

"It's not your turn to ask a question, who is in charge above, answer quickly, surrender or not!"

The man with the goatee cursed angrily.

"I am the one in charge here, I can answer you now, come up and listen."

After speaking, Spiegel waved his hand, and two vines suddenly protruded from the top of the wall, instantly trapping the man with the goatee.

Immediately afterwards, the vine shrank, dragging the man with the goatee to the top of the city in the blink of an eye.

Spiegel had just smuggled Kakarot out to grab the goatee with vines.

The pony suddenly lost its rider, was startled, and then ran back regardless.

"Come here, tie him to the pole for me."

Spiegel ordered.

Immediately, two soldiers came over and dragged the dizzy goatee to a metal post on the city wall and tied it up.

At the top of this column hangs the Fung family's griffin flag, and now Spiegel is going to sacrifice the goatee to the flag.

"As a human being, it is a traitor to serve a man-eating beast race. Come, kill him!"

Seeing that the goatee was tied up, Spiegel said coldly.

The man with the goatee also came back to his senses at this time, and his face turned pale after hearing Spiegel's words, and he kept cursing and threatening.

"You guys are so brave, you dare to touch a single hair of my hair. The sweat will make you buried with the whole city, and none of you will die well. When you are all alive, you will cut off your meat piece by piece to serve wine until you eat Enough for three days and three nights!"

His words made many soldiers turn pale, and even the soldiers who were about to execute him were shaken, because they didn't know what to do.

At this moment, a figure came up the stairs quickly, grabbed the long sword in the soldier's hand with a stride, and slashed it precisely on the goatee's neck, sealing his throat with a sword.

He was Dian Mang who completed Spiegel's mission yesterday. After killing the goatee, he threw the sword back to the soldier just now, stepped forward and knelt down in front of Spiegel.

"Your Majesty, Dian Mang is here to serve."

"Get up quickly, you're doing a good job."

Spiegel happily helped Dian Mang up, patted him on the shoulder and said.

But standing in front of him, there was a big difference in height between the two, and Spiegel had to look up when he spoke.

Dian Mang also noticed this problem, and took a step back without any trace.

Spiegel was even more pleased with him, the guy was brave and resourceful.

(End of this chapter)