Chapter 115: Hope

Fang Yue did not feel despair after hearing what the young woman said; he spoke slowly, "But, if I give up hope now, wouldn't I start to slowly turn into those so-called puppets?"

Just then, Fang Yue saw the Orcs in the camp chattering away about something; looking out from the cage, he saw Orcs holding Large Rifles, swarming out in droves.

Soon, a burst of gunfire and the roars of Orcs came from outside, and then the gunfire gradually moved away; it seemed this group of Orcs had chased after something.

But as the gunfire moved away, several cannon blasts reached Fang Yue's ears once again.

Fang Yue's originally weak body suddenly gained some spirit, and he said to the young woman beside him, "Is someone here to save us?"

Although this young woman was not as spirited as Fang Yue, her voice was clearer than before.

"I... I don't know, I've never encountered this situation before."

These cannon blasts stirred more than just the hearts of the two; other survivors in the cage also began to whisper, starting to guess what exactly was happening outside.

"Quiet, all of you! Be careful or I'll drag one of you out to make soup!" An Orc struck the bars of the cage with the Rune Battle Axe in its hand, producing a crisp metallic clanging sound.

Although they did not know what this Orc was saying, the survivors in the cage all shut their mouths, but the atmosphere was no longer as deathly still as before.

The cannon fire caused another batch of Orcs in the camp to head out, and immediately after, Fang Yue saw a man about 2.6 meters tall, with a large and strong build, appear at the camp entrance, followed by a group of muscular men wearing red headscarves who were about two meters tall.

After entering the camp, that group of muscular men in red headscarves held guns in their right hands and carried half-meter-long Combat Knives in their left, opening fire on the Orcs left behind to guard the camp.

Soon, the exchange of fire in the camp ceased, and when the 2.6-meter-tall man arrived at the area where their cage was kept, an Orc hiding to the side gripped its Battle Axe, preparing to strike the incoming enemy with an axe blow.

Seeing that this man had not noticed the anomaly, Fang Yue, with courage surging from who knows where, shouted loudly.

"Careful! There is an Orc ambushing you here!"

Seeing a Two-legged Sheep in the cage shouting, the Orc guessed that the Two-legged Sheep was warning the enemy outside, so it simply raised its Battle Axe and charged straight out.

As a result, the moment it poked its head out, it saw a Two-legged Sheep taller and stronger than itself standing before it; the sword in that one's hand began to hum, and then this Orc was cleaved in two by Yingzhou.

After entering this area where the Human survivors were held, Yingzhou discovered there were no other Orcs in sight, so he asked the survivor who had just called out to warn him.

"Are there any more Orcs here?"

Fang Yue had not expected this Orc to be cleaved in two by the man before him with a single sword strike, and he said with a somewhat excited tone.

"No... no more!"

After checking the cage and finding no Beast Race Runes, Yingzhou raised the Chainsword in his hand and brought it down fiercely, and the cage door was cleaved open by Yingzhou.

Yingzhou lowered his head and walked into the cage holding the survivors; a pungent odor entered his nostrils, but Yingzhou did not care, and he squatted down, looking at Fang Yue as he spoke.

"You are saved; we are here to rescue you. Also, you were very brave just now; thank you for warning me."

In fact, even if Fang Yue had not warned Yingzhou, Yingzhou was already prepared to launch an attack at any time, but Fang Yue's warning made Yingzhou take a bit of interest in this man who looked to be under thirty.

At this time, some Catachan muscular men wearing red headscarves also arrived at Yingzhou's side, and the Catachan muscular man wearing a hat saluted Yingzhou and said, "Reporting to the Emperor! The 138 Orcs in the camp have all been eliminated; their leader was not found, they must have gone out."

This title of Emperor was not spoken loudly, but Fang Yue heard it very clearly; he looked at the tall man before him, the twilight sunlight shining on his face and into the cage as well.

Fang Yue's inner thoughts at this moment: What beautiful sunlight; this was all brought to me by this Emperor before me!

Some survivors also began to stir; they started to slowly rise and move toward the outside of the cage.

"Take all the survivors here out; we will evacuate in a moment!"

"Yes!"

After assigning the Task to the Catachan muscular men, Yingzhou left the cage first.

Not far outside the Orc Camp, it was currently a scene of chaos; corpses of Orcs and various fragments lay on the street, and the sound of cannons continued to arrive rhythmically, which made the leader of this camp—Humah—very annoyed.

"How can there be cannons here! Where did these Two-legged Sheep pop out from?" Humah watched its subordinates only able to advance through the ruins, and even then, they would be hit by the enemy's artillery from time to time.

At first, Humah did not think these Two-legged Sheep would have artillery, so it had its 500 Orc warriors push forward, because it saw that those masked Two-legged Sheep on the opposite side only numbered about 200.

But as its subordinates were pushing forward, when they reached the halfway point, sudden explosions blew some of its subordinates into fragments.

Following that was systematic shelling, which suppressed its side so they couldn't advance at all; Humah could only let the remaining Orc warriors and the Orc warriors who arrived as reinforcements enter the ruins and advance in a scattered formation.

Only then did the casualties from the shelling on its side decrease somewhat.

But the Orc warriors advancing through the ruins had a hard time; in the ruins, the masked Two-legged Sheep aimed their weapons and opened fire, and the Laser Beam would burn a hole directly into the chest upon hitting an Orc warrior.

This made these Orc warriors advancing in the ruins feel a sense of grievance; they had always crushed those Two-legged Sheep in one go, and the weapons of those Two-legged Sheep rarely could kill them with a single shot.

But these masked Two-legged Sheep could actually kill an Orc with one shot; once hit, there was basically no saving them.

This made the Orcs' speed of advance become very slow, and Humah also had not expected that what it originally thought could be easily resolved would be so thorny.

Just as the two sides fell into a stalemate, an Orc Search Party appeared behind those Two-legged Sheep; seeing those Two-legged Sheep exchanging fire with the Orcs of its camp, they also roared and opened fire on these masked Two-legged Sheep.

Humah's face lit up with joy, feeling there was hope, and it shouted to the Orc warriors who were still slowly advancing, "There is our Search Party behind those Two-legged Sheep, crush them in one go!"

Upon hearing this news, the speed at which these Orc warriors advanced became much faster.

A cruel smile appeared on Humah's ugly face, "Hehehe, I am going to chop off the heads of all these Two-legged Sheep who have provoked me!"