Even though he had become the Demon King, Liu Xuan didn't hesitate to kill his enemies due to their racial differences. Unlike in the real world, where seeing corpses would make one feel queasy, he didn't have the same reaction in this world.

However, as Liu Xuan looked at the fallen orcs on the hillside, he couldn't help but sigh. He didn't originally want to kill these orcs. The reason he didn't want to kill them wasn't because demons and orcs were similar races, but because he had been a human in the real world. Even though his race had changed, he couldn't forget the peaceful life he had experienced as a human, and these experiences made killing the orcs not his preferred course of action in this new world.

But now, Liu Xuan had no choice but to put on a cruel and brutal facade. If he didn't become ruthless, even if he himself was invincible and immune to harm, Alice would surely perish here. Facing enemies who wanted to kill him, he couldn't show mercy and had to retaliate in kind. This was Liu Xuan's principle in this new world.

However, even so, there was still a sense of kindness in Liu Xuan's heart at this moment. He didn't want to cause more bloodshed. So, in order to satisfy the part of him that was still human, he made one final effort. Liu Xuan took a deep breath and shouted at the orcs on the hill in a commanding voice, "Orcs! If you don't want to die, drop your weapons and surrender before me!"

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For the orcs, the enemy they encountered this time was absolutely incredible. Just a few minutes ago, they had complained about their chief making a fuss over nothing. Yesterday, they only sent a hundred elite orcs to invade the human guard.

Now, they were facing a mere two humans who were sending out a hundred elite orcs. Although one of the humans was said to be special, with a pair of black wings, this was the chief's orders and the orcs had no choice but to obey.

So when the orcs drew their bows and arrows, they believed this battle would be as easy as eating and would be quickly resolved. However, what happened next was completely unexpected.

Dead orcs, barely hanging on orcs, and severely injured wailing orcs, in just an instant, their fighting power was reduced by nearly a quarter. And now, their opponents finally appeared. The orcs saw the two men behind them, one of whom had a pair of wings they had never seen before.

At that moment, the man spoke words commanding the orcs to disarm and surrender. In the past, the orcs would have taken it as an insult to themselves and gone into a rage, but now, not a single orc considered what the man said to be a joke.

"Ah... Ah..." At this moment, a shaman who was healing other orcs let out a cry of terror. He suddenly stood up, abandoning his wounded comrades and stumbled towards the orc chief. "That... that is absolutely not something we can deal with. He... he..."

The shaman stuttered as he spoke. "What is he?" The chief glared at him angrily.

"I can't be sure. But he... he is definitely not someone we can beat. We should... we should retreat! So..." However, the shaman didn't finish his sentence because a giant axe cleaved through his head, separating it from his body in an instant.

The one wielding the axe was not the chief, but the scar-faced orc who had been with Liu Xuan earlier. "Disturber of morale! Die!" However, the orc chief roared, indicating he approved of the actions of the scar-faced orc.

"Roar! Orcs are unbeatable!" Scar-face orc also shouted, letting out a mighty roar. For Scar-face, this battle had to be won, without any chance of retreat. If they were to retreat, the blame for this defeat would fall heavily on him, and he would undoubtedly be mercilessly decapitated, after all, it was him who had attracted this terrible human.Therefore, when Scarface heard the shaman priest's voice saying they were retreating, he immediately and without hesitation killed him.

At that moment, with Scarface's roar, some other orcs also joined in the howling, reuniting the somewhat scattered army.

Gradually, the scattered shouts turned into a collective cheer throughout the hill, shaking the earth as if the orcs themselves had just won the battle.

"Orc brothers!" shouted the orc chieftain, raising his great axe, "We are a brave race! We are a noble race! The enemy wants to invade our tribe, to harm our kin! They have used despicable magic to kill our warriors! How shall we respond to them?"

"Counterattack! Counterattack!" replied the hill with a deafening answer.

"Shall we attack like warriors or run like cowards?" the chieftain shouted again.

"Attack! Attack!"

"So we orcs should!" the chieftain roared.

"Kill them! Kill them!"

"Yes! Orc brothers! Attack! Kill the enemy! Even if they are cunning and powerful, the orcs will never retreat! The orcs will fight to the last drop of blood! Long live the orcs! Long live the chieftain!"

"Long live the orcs! Long live the chieftain!" "Long live the orcs! Long live the chieftain!"

"So raise your weapons and charge at those evil humans! I will join you! I will charge with you! I will fight with you! Together, we will cut off the wicked heads of our enemies!" The chieftain sat atop a majestic wolf, holding his gleaming silver axe high in the moonlight.

"Charge! Charge! Long live the chieftain! Long live the orcs!" "Charge! Charge! Long live the chieftain! Long live the orcs!"

The orcs' shouts echoed back and forth.

"Orc brothers! Attack!" screamed the chieftain, pointing his axe forward.

Then the hill resounded with the melodious horn calls of the orcs. Seventy or eighty orc warriors, riding wolves, charged towards the human holding the blonde girl next to the small hut from the hill!