Seeing that his subordinates were so uncompromising, the goblin captain was obviously anxious, and he grinned and "grunted" something, although he couldn't understand it, but the tone was obviously not a good word, and the goblin captain waved the charcoal in his hand like a dagger to prove this. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

It was only then that the goblin sailors cautiously crawled out of their hiding place, looked hesitantly at the orcs, especially the groms crouching on the ground, carrying axes much larger than their bodies, and trotted back to their posts.

As one of the goblin sailors climbed onto the ship's mast and slowly waved the flag in his hand, Zuhd knew that the goblin captain understood what he meant, and he sent his men to call out to the orcs on the ships, telling them to let go of the goblin sailors who had been held hostage and let them sail properly.

"What did you say?" said Grom, standing up and asking Zuhd in confusion.

"I told him to tell all the ships to follow us to the New World. Zuhd explained.

"How did you know I was going to the New World?" asked Grom, puzzled.

I...... Nonsense, although the thing you drew is ugly, can't Lao Tzu understand it?--Zu Hede secretly scolded in his heart, but he didn't dare to say it.

"Forget it, these are trivial......" Grom shook his head, and then, as if suddenly remembering something, said to Zuherd, "Hey, Zuherd, I warn you that we don't seem to have enough food to eat, and if the time comes, your bunch of waste will have to give food to my soldiers." ”

"Why?" said Zuhlard, who was the first to object to Red Blackhan behind him.

"What are you yelling about, your Black Fang Clan is even more waste, I don't want to give them food. Grom said unceremoniously.

Faced with Grom's seemingly mastery of "taunts and provocations," Zuhed chose to ignore them - anyway, it wasn't time to run out of water......

"It's about food...... I think we can get our men to catch some fish on the side of the boat. Zuhd suggested.

"Fishing, how can you Dragonthroat Clan's wastes do such useless methods?" Grom didn't seem to understand what Zuhd meant, and instead sneered with disdain.

Lao Tzu is really ...... Zuhed's heart had been turned upside down, but after spending some time with Grom, he had also developed the ability to be insensitive to anger and not fight back—this seemed to have never been beaten—and not to scold back.

"Neither do my people, but I think it will subsidize the food shortages and let them pass the time of boredom on the boat. "Zuhd felt that combining work and rest was the right way to go, and that if these orcs were allowed to sit idle on the ship, a lot of trouble could arise.

"Oh, you're right, but let your junks do it, and the Blackfang clan junks are in charge of picking up the fish you get - if you can catch them. Grom replied nonchalantly.

"And what are your men doing?" Maim Blackhan couldn't help but blurt out, his displeasure overflowing, but after Grom glared at him, the guy's momentum suddenly weakened, and he put it mildly, "I mean, well, what if you Warsong Clan people are bored? You have to find something to do, right?"

Grom gave Maim a disdainful look, and then said loudly, "We warriors of the Warsong Clan will not have nothing to do! If there is really nothing to do, we will learn from each other in fighting skills, even if we cut each other with axes, and we will not lie on the deck in the sun like you bunch of waste!"

Just after Grom shouted these words in a majestic manner, Zuherd and the others all had "I see" expressions on their faces, and Red and Maim even felt a little shocked -- is this the reason why those warriors of the Warsong Clan are brave and good at fighting? It turns out that they have no leisure at all, and they will practice their fighting skills hard even when they are resting! It is worthy of being the clan of the orc clan that is given the title of "battle"!

Grom was triumphant at his declaration, and his declaration did deter Zuherd and the others, if the two orcs of the Warsong Clan not far behind Grom hadn't suddenly bent down and vomited out their breakfast, Zuherd and the others would have been even more shocked.

"So, Grom, let's get out first. With all that had to be said, Zuhd was in no mood to stay and listen to Grom count him, and took his leave.

"Fuck off, get out of here, don't let me see you shit again. Grom didn't care.

Zuhd still ignored Grom's disrespect, but before he turned to leave, he twitched his nose with a look of confusion in his eyes - he had wanted to ask himself from a moment ago - "Grom, your ......"

"What's the matter?" asked Grom, blowing his beard and glaring—this Zuhd is really noisy, can't he get out of here?

"It's fine. Zuhed sniffled again, sniffed in the air, and then turned and walked to the pedal between the two boats.

Bidding farewell to Grom, Zuhd returned to his ship with the Blackham brothers.

As soon as he stepped off the pedal, Red Blackham said with a look of disgrief, "Damn Grom...... Uncle Zuhed, why don't we take this opportunity to kill Grom!"

"Red is right!" Maim helped from the side.

"Kill him?" Zuhed glanced at the two juniors, "You two fools, you come and tell me how to kill the Warsong Clan? They are twice as numerous as us, and their combat strength is several times that of ours!"

"But Uncle Zuherd, most of the Warsong Clan warriors are seasick, and I see that those they left on deck are also weakened, this may be our chance!" said Red Blackhan bewildered.

"Red is right!" Maim chimed in.

"Oh yes, do you see that our people are seasick too?" Zuhd scolded quietly, "and even if our people are healthy, have you forgotten that Grom is not seasick? Not even the flames of the red dragon can kill him, do you think you two can do it? If you really can, just on that ship, you can just do it, and I won't stop you!"