I am on the evil side? I am turning the tables!

"Move quickly!"

"Hurry up in front, don't think about wasting time!"

The guards at the back shouted and waved the whips in their hands, hitting the crowd without even looking at who would be hit by the whips.

The males spontaneously stood on the periphery, surrounding the females tightly, and even had to support one or two from time to time.

The whip landed heavily on one of the orcs. He gritted his teeth and groaned to endure the pain. He lowered his head and glanced at the guards in the distance. His eyes were frighteningly gloomy, as if he would transform into a beast at any time and cut the guards in front of him into pieces.

The team heading to Beishan was very long, twice as long as the previous number of mining orcs.

The weak female suddenly stepped on the uneven ground and was about to fall down. The male orc next to her quickly supported her.

"Thank you!"

After thanking him, she smoothed the hair by her ear. For these females, walking was extremely exhausting. Her sweat soaked her fur skirt. She did not dare to stop and rest in the crowd.

The orc did not respond to him. As they were on the periphery, any unusual movement would attract the whips of the guards.

"Hurry up!" the guards behind shouted, "You are such a bunch of rubbish. You are so slow that you can't even reach Beishan by noon. I was thinking of going back for lunch!"

Another orc echoed, "If the higher-ups hadn't told us to reduce the number of people we have to sacrifice along the way, I would have killed a few orcs to teach them a lesson."

"What can they do if they delay? We will have to reach Beishan sooner or later. It's just a matter of starting work earlier or later. They are really a bunch of idiots!"

The guards did not avoid the surrounding dirty-blood races when they spoke, and they talked and laughed with contempt, treating these orcs as toys that could be squeezed and flattened at will.

From time to time, people in the crowd turned their heads to look at the surrounding environment.

This is Olivier's territory, and few orcs of the foul-blood race have ever come here.

After walking for a while, loud cheers were heard from the crowd.

"Stop that eight-star orc! Kill him!"

No one knew who took the first move. Both the guards and the orcs of the dirty-blood race turned into beasts, and the scene became chaotic for a while.

The place is narrow, and it would be troublesome for the guards to chase them if they flee in different directions.

The better off some of them are, we can't all die in Beishan, right?

However, the males still left this opportunity to the females. Most of the males pounced on the guards and surrounded them, while a small number of them carried the females and evacuated quickly.

Among the crowd, the most people surrounded Bach. He was an eight-star orc and also the leader of the guards heading to Beishan this time.

He turned into a lion and charged and roared violently, tearing a big hole in the sword. But before he could even catch his breath, the gap was closed again.

"Damn reptiles! Die all of you!" The lion's roar hurt people's eardrums.

All of this was beyond Su Tang and his companions' expectations. Their original plan was to bring these orcs to Beishan and then get rid of the escorting guards. However, they did not expect that these foul-blooded races were not completely spineless and they started fighting for their lives at this time.

Su Tang stood facing the wind. The black bugs at his feet were happily playing with the leaves on the ground, wrapping the scattered dead leaves into a big ball.

The ball was getting bigger and bigger. Su Tang took a glance at it, and raised his foot to kick the ball above his head away.

The little guy blinked his bright black eyes and tilted his head, looking a little confused. He said nothing and continued to gather leaves to make a ball.

Erlan and his men have already joined the battle, and the situation instantly turns around when the two beast kings take action.

The most dazzling one is Nolan. He waved his butterfly feathers, dancing gracefully. The dazzling butterfly feathers sprinkled powder, which was dreamy and charming.

He was not killing anyone, but rather reciting a moving poem.

Soon, the orcs hiding in the distance also gathered here. This group of people were the orcs from the Beishan mining area who were initially rescued by Su Tang and his team.

The orcs who were originally fleeing saw that many of their fellow orcs were heading in the opposite direction, and they became somewhat confused and stopped to watch.

A brave female asked, "Why are you running back?"

The lagging orcs replied: "Don't run, we have won! We are from the Beishan Mine District, and we are here to save you!"

Knowing that the fleeing orcs did not understand the situation, one of them shouted, "Brothers and sisters! There is no need to run away. We are here to rescue you!"

"Don't run away! Lord Beast King is here to save you!"

"What! Even the Beast King is here! We are saved!"

This news was like injecting a sedative into everyone. The orcs who were originally fleeing stopped and gathered towards the center.

That was the highest fighting force in the beast world, the beast king! A beast king with the same strength as the leader of the Oliver tribe!

They are saved, why are they running away?

With the support of the Beast King, what do they have to fear?

Patrick was about to kill Bach on the spot, but was stopped by Nolan who came later.

"Don't kill him yet, this man is still useful."

Since Nolan said so, Patrick would of course give him some face, but the vines that were originally bound to Bach were not retracted.

He raised his hand and covered Bach's head. To fully control an eight-star orc was much easier than controlling the Beast King. In just a dozen breaths, Nolan completed the control of Bach.

The situation was completely stabilized and the lion guards had been almost killed. Su Tang then picked up the little guy on the ground and walked away.

Her speed is much slower than Erlan's, but it is also not comparable to that of ordinary four or five star orcs in human form.

The little guy struggled for a few times, looking at the several balls under the tree in the distance, his big black eyes filled with mist.

After a few jumps, Su Tang passed the corpse on the ground and came to Erlan, and threw the little guy in his hand to Patrick.

Patrick didn't reach out to catch it. A net woven with vines covered it. After flapping its wings for a few times, the little guy started swinging happily.

"What a heartless little thing!" Patrick glared at the little guy and threw a punch at him with all the love of a grandfather and a grandson. "All you do is play all day long! Is that fun?"

"Grandpa! Grandpa!"

The little guy didn't cry even after being hit, and Hao Liang's childish voice kept calling Patrick.

"It's no use calling me ancestors! All you do all day is eat and play! You're useless!"

A few more loving punches landed on the little guy.

Su Tang took out the handkerchief that he had prepared long ago, carefully wiped the blood off Erlan's hands, and asked with concern: "Are you okay? Are you not hurt?"

Erlan bent down and lowered his head, letting Su Tang wipe the blood for him, feeling indescribably soft in his heart.

"No, this is not my blood."

Su Tang angrily complained to him, "Be careful, the injuries you got in Beishan haven't fully healed yet!"

Hearing that Su Tang cared so much about him, the depression that had been blocking his heart felt much better. He slightly raised the corners of his lips, and his bloodshot eyes unconsciously rose a little, like an iceberg melting in an instant.

"it is good."

"Alright, alright, that's enough you two! We have work to do!"

Patrick walked up to the two of them carrying the little guy, interrupting their intimate interaction.

Erlan gave Patrick a rare cold look, turned his head and sneered softly.