Two Worlds: Snickers Bars for Cow Maids

Dozens of burly orcs rode on giant warhorses, carrying various weapons on their backs and with cruel smiles on their faces.

Their muscles gleamed with an oily luster in the setting sun, exuding a savage aura, as if a group of bloodthirsty beasts were looking for prey.

The sound of horse hooves hitting the ground heavily, raising clouds of dust, approached the quiet little village.

"Captain, if we appear so blatantly in front of these fawns, what if they get scared away?"

"An orc carrying a huge battle axe asked, his rough face covered with scars, and his muscular arms were tattooed with various hideous patterns.

The orc leader slowly turned his head. He was nearly three meters tall, his muscles as solid as granite.

There was a horrible scar on his face that extended from his left eye to his chin, and his only eye gleamed with a bloodthirsty light.

The thick arms were covered with countless iron rings, which made a harsh collision sound as the horse bumped along.

"There's absolutely no need to worry." He opened his fang-filled mouth, revealing a cruel grin. "The fawn tribe is a timid race. If we launch a surprise attack, there's a good chance some fawn mothers will die of stress. You know, that's all money. The dead fawns will just be eaten as meat!"

He turned his head to look at a carriage behind him. The carriage was piled with sacks. Dark red blood seeped out from the cracks in the sacks, shining strangely in the setting sun.

Those were the corpses of the Beast-Eared Tribe who had resisted when they were captured along the way.

For the orcs, all races except their own are edible prey.

It is this brutal nature and strong physique that enables them to rule this continent for a long time through violent means.

"So that's it!" The orc suddenly realized, and a gleam of admiration flashed in his eyes.

"The fawn tribe is the most useless race, born to be slaves." The orc leader's voice boomed like thunder. "Don't register all the fawn tribe members later. Leave a few fawn men so we can reward them well tonight!"

"Thank you, Captain!" The surrounding orcs howled excitedly, and their rough voices echoed in the dusk sky.

Some orcs have even begun to lick their fangs, as if they are already looking forward to their "delicious meal" in the evening.

The flag of the Bloody Hand Knights fluttered in the wind, and the blood-red sword looked particularly dazzling in the setting sun.

Below the flag was a decoration made of a string of skulls of the beast-eared people, swaying in the wind and making a creepy clashing sound.

This infamous order of bounty hunters, just like their banner, leaves rivers of blood wherever they go.

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The Blood Hand Knights slowly approached Luming Village. In the afterglow of the setting sun, their armor reflected a bloody light.

Rough laughter echoed in the air, completely ignoring the deer tribe.

For this group of orcs who have been fighting for years, what followed was just a one-sided capture operation, not even a decent battle.

Soon, the orcs stopped in front of the village's stone wall. Atop the five or six meter high wall, several skinny fawn guards were trembling.

Their slender figures swayed in the wind, as if they would be blown off at any time.

Those frightened little faces formed a sharp contrast with the ferocious faces of the orcs below.

The bows and arrows in the guards' hands trembled constantly. Looking at the orcs' muscular bodies and the huge blood-stained weapons behind them, they could hardly stand.

"Just climb over this shabby wall!" an orc with bared fangs laughed gruffly. "Those fawn men aren't even enough to fill the gaps between our teeth. I hope they don't run away so I can have some fun mowing the ground!"

"Hey, don't break our gold coins!" another orc joked, causing laughter from those around him.

The deafening laughter frightened the guards on the city wall so much that their legs went weak.

At this moment, a sharp-eyed orc's expression suddenly changed drastically. "Something's wrong! Look at the necks of those fawn people..." He pointed at the guards on the city wall. "They all have collars around their necks! Could someone have gotten there first?"

Upon hearing this, the orc leader's scarred face instantly turned gloomy.

He stared at the metallic collars on the necks of the deer tribe on the city wall, and the veins on his thick arms bulged.

These collars are well made and clearly not ordinary stuff.

"Damn it!" The orc leader gritted his teeth, "It seems someone really got ahead of us!" He clenched the giant axe in his hand, and his knuckles made a crackling sound.

At this time, Zhang Luan and Camille appeared on the city wall.

Zhang Luan was calm, with a faint smile on his lips, looking down at the orc team below.

Camille took a step forward, her graceful body twisting slightly, her voice clear and pleasant: "All the fawn tribe in this village are already slaves of their masters. According to the laws of the Imperial Convention, the beast-eared tribe that has not yet recognized its master will be the master who puts a collar on them first and is protected by the Imperial law! You are late.

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The orcs looked at each other, confusion written all over their rugged faces.

They all looked at their leader, waiting for instructions.

The orc leader sat on the huge warhorse, looking down at Zhang Luan condescendingly.

A trace of contempt flashed in his eyes: "What? You, a human, took in the fawn girls from the entire village?"

"Don't worry about how many people I am. These beast-eared girls are already my slaves. You can leave!" Zhang Luan's tone was calm and indifferent, as if he was talking casually about the weather.

"Ha!" The orc leader grinned fiercely. "You don't think that our Bloody Hand Knights will return empty-handed just because of a word from you, do you?"

After learning that there was only one person on the other side, he obviously relaxed, with his strong arms casually resting on the saddle.

The orcs around him burst into shrill laughter, which was full of disdain and ridicule for Zhang Luan.

They brandished their weapons and made all sorts of mocking noises.

"It's not my words, it's the laws of the empire." Zhang Luan's voice remained calm. "Do you want to openly violate the law?"

"The law is indeed terrible. If people find out, we will be in big trouble..." The orc leader pretended to be in deep thought, lowering his head and frowning.

Suddenly, he raised his head, a fierce light flashing in his eyes: "But...if we kill you, won't no one know that we have violated the law? As for the slaves?" He looked around with a grin, "No one will believe the slaves!"

This is obviously not the first time they have done this.

The surrounding orcs burst into deafening laughter again, and some orcs even began to rub their hands, as if they were already looking forward to the upcoming massacre.

"So... as long as no one reports it, any illegal behavior will not be discovered, right?" Zhang Luan muttered to himself thoughtfully, with a hint of amusement in his voice.

"Hahaha!" The orc leader laughed heartily, his scarred face twisted in laughter. "I thought he was some tough guy, but he's actually just an idiot! He doesn't even understand such a simple principle, and yet he dares to compete with the Bloody Hand Knights for slaves?"

"Thank you for sharing such valuable experience." Zhang Luan gently touched his chest, pretending to be relieved. "I thought there was some kind of surveillance magic in this world, like surveillance, that could force people to obey the law. Now that you say so, I'm relieved!"

Suddenly, Zhang Luan's expression turned cold, his eyes sharp as a knife: "Now, kill them all, leave no one alive!"

"Tsk, you're the only one who can do that?" The orc leader snorted disdainfully, then turned to his men and shouted, "It's time to show this coward what a true warrior is! Whoever reaches the city wall first will get first crack at milking that cow!"

"Okay!"

"Kill!"

"Kill them!"

The orcs roared excitedly, and the war horses neighed as well.

At this moment, the shivering fawn-like male guards on the city wall were suddenly pulled down, and replaced by a group of wolf-eared women in green camouflage uniforms.

They had stern expressions and quickly raised their assault rifles, pointing the black muzzles at the orcs below.

"Open fire!" Lina stood on the edge of the city wall, her clear voice particularly loud in the dusk.

Ta-ta-ta-ta!

More than a dozen assault rifles spewed out orange-red flames at the same time, and countless bullets poured down like a rainstorm.

The armor that the orcs were proud of was as fragile as paper in the face of high-speed bullets and was torn apart in an instant.

Blood gushed out from their strong bodies, forming blood mist in the setting sun.

The orcs in the front row were beaten into pieces before they even had time to scream. Their huge bodies fell to the ground with a thud, splashing up clouds of dust.

The war horses were frightened and neighed, running around madly, throwing the formation into chaos.

The power of today's assault rifles is not like that of World War II, when they were mainly used to cause penetrating wounds.

So some people can continue to charge and even fight after being shot.

Today's assault rifle bullets are known for their destructive power. The moment the bullet hits the body, a cavity effect is created, causing the flesh and blood of the human body to fluctuate like water, stretching and tearing the tissues around the wound.

So as long as it hits, a large piece of flesh and blood will be blown away.

"Ao!" A loud roar broke through the dusk, and a burly orc suddenly jumped up.

His calloused hands gripped the edge of the city wall tightly, his thick leg muscles exerted force suddenly, and his whole body soared into the air like a cannonball.

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The orc's figure blocked out the sky and cast a huge shadow in the setting sun.

However, facing this sudden threat, Lina's short silver hair fluttered gently in the wind, and her eyes remained calm.

Her petite body made a smooth movement, and a cold light flashed the moment the bone spear was unsheathed.

puff!

The sharp bone spear accurately pierced the orc's chest, freezing the huge body in mid-air.

Blood flowed down the spear, dripping onto Lina's short silver hair and splashing blood on her fair face.

Although the orc was stabbed in the chest, he still refused to admit defeat. He waved his strong arms wildly, trying to grab Lina's delicate little face, but he always missed it by a hair's breadth.

This scene was extremely visually impactful—the petite wolf-eared girl could actually lift an orc several times her size into the air by herself!

The thrill of blood seemed to arouse her deep-seated hunting instinct, and a dangerous light flashed in her amber eyes.

"Lina, let's end this quickly!" Zhang Luan came to her side, took out his Desert Eagle, and pointed the black muzzle at the orc's head.

boom!

Amidst the deafening sound of gunfire, the orcs' heads exploded like ripe watermelons, and the bloody remains bloomed into gorgeous flowers in the air.

The lifeless body slowly slid down the bone spear and slammed heavily against the city wall, stirring up a cloud of dust.

The orc leader finally realized that something was wrong.

Although wolf-eared girls are known for their fighting ability, female warriors like Lina who can easily subdue orcs in close combat are extremely rare.

Logically, his knights should be able to easily break through the defenses and tear these wolf-eared girls into pieces.

However, the reality was that his men fell one after another before they even got close to the city wall, and blood splattered in the dusk.

The continuous gunshots from the city wall were like the death knell, reaping lives.

Those proud armors were useless in front of such unfamiliar weapons.

"This...this is impossible! How could a wolf-eared girl possibly master high-level magic that only elves are qualified to comprehend?!"

The orc leader's roar was filled with incredible fear.

"Retreat! Retreat! Retreat quickly!" The hoarse sound of the horn echoed in the dusk.

The remaining orcs turned their horses around and fled in panic like frightened birds.

After just ten minutes of fighting, more than a dozen orc corpses were lying on the ground, and their blood had dyed the yellow soil dark red.

"Don't get complacent, kid!" The orc leader roared fiercely as he retreated. "When I bring more men, I'll let you watch with your own eyes as I pierce your beloved slaves one by one and make them into blankets and spread them on the ground!"

The orcs abandoned a large number of baggage wagons and did not choose to return the same way, but fled towards the dense forest.

"Master, how did you predict that they would retreat to the forest?" Lina asked curiously, her wolf ears trembling slightly with excitement.

"Because open areas are more suitable for casting magic," Zhang Luan stroked the Barrett in his hand, a meaningful smile on his lips, "They hid in the forest to avoid our 'magic attack'."

As he spoke, he steadily raised his sniper rifle and aimed at the fleeing dot in the distance.

After these days of training, coupled with the huge improvement in his physical fitness, he has been able to easily control this big

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caliber sniper rifle.

boom!

A blinding tongue of fire shot out from the Barrett's muzzle, and deafening gunshots echoed in the air.

The next moment, the arrogant orc leader in the distance suddenly exploded like a watermelon that was hit hard.

Blood, flesh and bone fragments splattered everywhere. The strong body that was proud of was as fragile as a bug that was crushed in front of this weapon.

"Is this the power you're so proud of?" Zhang Luan muttered to himself. "In the face of true power, it's nothing but a bunch of chickens and clay dogs."

"Woo!" Lina raised her head and let out a long wolf howl. Her short silver hair gleamed in the moonlight, and her amber eyes flashed with wildness.