Chapter 271 Green Tide Surviving Humanity
Chapter 271 Green Tide Surviving Humanity
In response to him, the orc boss gave him a heartfelt shout.
He simply put his hands in his heart, pulled and swung, and the fat city lord turned into Yue and Ban, and was thrown to both sides like garbage.
The luxurious gold-and-jade-inlaid palace that he had bought after spending hundreds of thousands of efforts was smashed to pieces by the fanatical green-skinned boy.
The beauties in his harem, whom he regarded as his exclusive treasures, were slaughtered by the greenskins amid their screams.
The slave owner's broken face was frozen with a look of astonishment, his eyes were wide open, and he died with his eyes open.
He never imagined that his enemies would simply disdain everything he greedily possessed.
Like Olympia, the city-states of all sizes in the world of Elias, which had not yet completed modern industrial and military capabilities but practiced backward slavery, fell one after another in a very short time after the greenskin invasion.
The highly populated city was immediately attacked by the greenskins, causing heavy casualties among the residents.
However, most of the civilians and slaves living in remote areas outside the city survived.
Because he was not targeted in the first wave of attacks, he escaped temporarily.
But as the orcs captured human city-states, they transformed them into war fortresses.
Groups of orc mobile forces began to sweep away the surviving humans around the war fortress, centered on the war fortress.
The situation of the survivors suddenly became difficult.
Many of them only have crude weapons, very few non-automatic firearms, and various hand-held cold weapons. Their combat effectiveness is still stuck in the feudal era.
There is no way to compete with the mechanized orc army.
They could only take advantage of their familiarity with the terrain, hide in the deep mountains and forests, fight guerrilla warfare with the greenskins, and avoid the greenskins' encirclement and suppression.
But as time goes by, the survivors will soon realize that only a hopeless ending awaits them.
The greenskins reproduced rapidly on the planet like fungi, and their numbers increased dramatically every day.
The human living area is constantly being compressed, and it is only a matter of time before it is completely wiped out.
On the outskirts of the largest plateau snow mountain area in Elis, a team with ragged clothes and disheveled figures were traveling through the primeval forest.
They hurriedly moved towards the depths of the snowy mountains.
Everyone in the team had a sad face, and many were covered in blood, dirt, and injuries of varying degrees.
Those warriors wearing armor and holding weapons looked haggard, with sunken eye sockets, bloodshot eyes, and heavy dark circles. They looked very tired and exhausted both physically and mentally.
They had been fighting for a long time and hadn't had a good rest for many days.
The enormous pressure of survival is like a big stone pressing on everyone's heart, making it impossible for them to sleep.
The leader was tall, with a resolute face, and there seemed to be an everlasting fire in his eyes. His spirit and energy were completely different from those of the others.
His name is Spartacus. He is a descendant of slaves. His ancestors have all been descendants of slaves, and he was a slave since birth.
Spartacus was different from other slaves. He had a rebellious spirit since he was a child. He was also smart enough to hide this rebellious spirit well.
Due to his outstanding physical and fighting talents, Spartacus was trained as a warrior since childhood.
After winning one victory after another, he stood out from the slaves with his qualification as the champion of the arena, was appreciated by the city lord, was promoted to a city lord guard, escaped from slavery and obtained civilian status.
But Spartacus never forgot the sufferings of his fathers and never forgot his original intention to liberate the slaves.
They have been secretly accumulating strength and looking for an opportunity to launch an uprising, end the rule of the slave owners, and establish a city-state without slaves.
He knew that it would be difficult. Even if he succeeded, he would become a "heretic" and face a joint siege by all the surrounding slave city-states. The most likely outcome would be death and failure.
But Spartacus was willing to die for this ideal.
Even if it is only a flash in the pan, he firmly believes that he will become a spark in the world of Elias, igniting the prairie fire that will end the rule of the Elias slave owners.
Unfortunately, before Spartacus could launch the uprising, the greenskins arrived.
The power of this alien race, which the Ilesians had never encountered before, was beyond the imagination of all the Ilesians.
In just one day, all the city-states were defeated and the prosperous cities became the greenskins' den.
That day, Spartacus happened to be with the city lord's son who was inspecting the property outside and escaped the disaster.
After realizing that the slave owners were defeated and the orcs were invincible, Spartacus acted decisively and killed the useless young master. He led his bribed guards and seized command of the guards.
Then he released the civilians and slaves, and with a guard team of more than one hundred people as the core, he led the civilians to move to the nearby snow-capped mountains and dense forests.
Spartacus's move proved to be very prescient.
When the remaining troops tried to resist the orcs by relying on towns and villages, they were destroyed and slaughtered without exception.
Spartacus, leading the remnants of soldiers and civilians he had gathered along the way, safely arrived at the snow-capped mountain forest area.
Although they experienced several bloody battles and encountered several orc mobile units, they managed to escape from the pursuers with great difficulty.
Finally, a team of several thousand people was left and successfully escaped into the dense forests of the snow-capped mountains.
Spartacus grew up on some kind of slave farm nearby. He served as a guard for the farmer's family for many years and often followed the farmer's son into the mountains and forests to hunt.
During a hunt, Spartacus and his companions were separated for a short time and accidentally discovered an ancient relic. There was a magnificent underground city hidden in the snowy mountains, and there were many things that looked like the legendary "ancient holy objects".
Spartacus believed at the time that this was a revelation of fate, that God was helping him and bestowing him with a "place where the dragon would rise."
This hidden relic and the powerful ancient relics inside will become a strong guarantee for him to liberate slaves and eliminate slavery.
After returning, Spartacus did not mention this incident to anyone.
Because he was suspected of escaping, the farmer hung him up and beat him severely, and did not give him food for three days.
If the farmer's son had not pleaded for him, he would probably have been sold by the furious farmer.
Although the farmer later sold him to the arena for a good price.
Then there was the series of experiences that followed Spartacus.
Spartacus didn't hate the farmer, or anyone else.
He only hated this world and hated the evil slavery. It was the system that turned people into devils.
It allows people to enslave, abuse, oppress and massacre their own kind with peace of mind.
Treat people with the same appearance as you do animals.
The world shouldn't be like this!
Spartacus shouted in his heart countless times.
But he never expected that the end of slavery in the world of Elias would be caused by the invasion of a green-skinned monster.
All slave owners were wiped out, along with the armies they relied on to suppress the slaves.
The noble lords living in the city, a large number of civilians and their slaves were killed by the greenskins.
Faced with the orcs who treat everyone equally, the people of Elias realized for the first time in their lives what equality means.
It turns out that they all look the same to the aliens, with no difference.
All class distinctions are drawn by humans themselves.
In the face of war and death, no one is nobler than anyone else.
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