The Terrans have only established their rule in the heaven-given land, and nearly 10,000 years have passed, and 10,000 years have allowed a race with almost no outstanding features to successfully develop, with a huge population base and average but comprehensive capabilities, the Terrans are involved in almost any field known, although they are not comparable to the specialty races in this field in any field, but in the same way, the Terrans can defeat the specialty races in almost all other fields.

They are more powerful than elves, more agile than dwarves, more all-round ahead than orcs, more numerous than strong orcs, and only lower in technology than dwarves, the same as other civilized races, and stronger than most ordinary races.

All of the above factors combined to create a powerful human race, relying on absolute strength, defeating almost all opponents, relying on strength to defeat elves, relying on numbers to defeat strong orcs, relying on agility to defeat dwarves...

In all of this, it seems that the Terrans can always be invincible, if, without Mordor.

No matter how brutal and inhumane Mordor's actions are, almost all races have to say that Mordor is the greatest king and leader in the history of Middle-earth, he has recovered a large number of orc legions, relied on goblins to make up for technological shortcomings and productivity, relied on goblins to create intelligence and economy, and finally piled up the equipment of strong orcs to a daunting bottom, this fear, especially after Mordor subdued the Iron Mountain Dwarves, reached the extreme.

Mordor relied on his absolute strength to defeat the Terrans who had risen by strength, connecting his allies, the dwarves and elves.

Mordor clearly knows the importance of unifying power, so after seizing the power of the world, Mordor still increased the integration of forces between various races, a hundred years is not a long time for a long history, but for the integration of three or four generations, but more than rubbing, the current Mordor, whether it is technology, numbers, economy, military, are far more than the peak of the previous overlord race, it can be said that even if the whole world is united, it will not be Mordor's opponent.

"Then in that case, why do we still disobey those orc masters?!"

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The cold wind of winter blows the earth, a tavern beside the post road, like a warm harbor in the gray world, the oil lamp that seems to be extinguished at any time, swaying from side to side with the cold wind, and the bare trees outside are like quiet messengers, standing quietly, only the wind and the noise are greater.

The cold outside like the underworld did not affect the inside of the hotel, the atmosphere of the crowd in the hotel was warm, the hotel owner brought the fruit wine mixed with river water to the table one after another, for those drunkards to satisfy their appetites, where the men shouted, I don't know if it was because of a victory in Limburg, or because of some inexplicable reason, the topics discussed by the people recently are getting closer and closer to war, and more and more about the cruelty of the orcs, with the rumors, also spread to the entire human society.

Everyone who spread the message didn't know who it was, and the great shaman of Mordor in the White City thought it was the human emperor at first, or a nobleman's alliance, but in the end it was proved that it was not, and as time went by, after the great shaman couldn't find the hidden force by any means, he gave up the search very decisively.

Because in the eyes of the great shaman, in the face of absolute power, no matter what intrigues and tricks the human race has, it is just a castle on the beach, which cannot withstand any wind and rain.

But these are too far away for the civilians below, and just too far away for the busy travelers.

The closed door of the store was suddenly pushed open, and two figures, one tall and one short, appeared at the door of the hotel, and the wind outside the house suddenly poured into the store, washing away the original warm atmosphere and warmth, and at the same time, it also gave the air mixed with sweat, foot odor, and dullness, a new look.

In this regard, the crowd naturally looked at the two people at the door.

The tall figure was wearing a set of lean clothes, and carrying a giant sword almost as tall as him on his back, when the crowd saw this sword, the original hostility instantly dissolved and turned into indifference, and the "short and thin" person in front of the tall figure wore a black cloak, and the cloak completely enveloped the figure in darkness, except for the foot of the robe showing a little bit of the tip of the sword, this person was more like a thief or a marching poet.

It is worth noting that the big man followed behind the cloaked man.

In fact, the cloaked man is not short, on the contrary, his physique is exceptionally tall and slender, but when compared to the giants, he can only become short.

The cloaked man and the giant man found the least human corner and sat down, and the old chair creaked unpleasantly under the giant's ass, as if he could not bear the ordeal.

"Two friends, I don't know what you need? Venison is also a fresh product collected by wild hunters, and it tastes great. ”

After the two of them took their seats, the shopkeeper ran over to inquire diligently, and the cloaked man said with kindness:

"Just bring me a cup of hot water and two slices of buckwheat bread!"

The cloaked man's demand boss was slightly stunned, such a thing can't make much money.

But then the giant's demand made the boss smile:

"I want ten catties of barbecue and two catties of fruit wine, and if you dare to let me find out that you have mixed water with my wine, I will blow your head out. ”

The giant's words made the boss feel a chill in his back, and after looking at the huge size and the giant sword behind him, the boss decisively dismissed the plan to mix water, anyway, he could make a lot of money this time, and he could also clean up the inventory.

After the boss left, the two also fell silent, and the hotel slowly returned to its warmth, and the wine began to be served one after another, and the noise of the hotel continued.

"If you want me to say, we should be like the Red Dragon Earl, fight with those orcs, we work hard, and the income is very small, but we still have to pay taxes to them, why?"

"But we can't beat the orcs, we couldn't beat them a hundred years ago, and we can't defeat them a hundred years from now. ”

"You coward, if you want to continue to kneel and lick the asshole of the orcs, just go and do it yourself, Lao Tzu will follow Lord Lelouch to fight the orcs"

"Fart, I think you don't care if your family lives or dies..."

Soon, the hotel fell into the same quarrel just now, or the people who were going to follow Lord Lelouxiu, the Earl of the Red Dragon, did not have any superfluous actions except for a sip of wine, and the people who yelled to take care of their families did not have an anxious expression, and bragging after drinking was indeed a rare thing in ancient times, and it belonged to men's entertainment.

"Ladies and gentlemen, this matter may not be as complicated as everyone thinks!"

The sound was not loud, but it seemed to reach everyone's ears, and the crowd involuntarily looked in one direction, a young man with hot water and leaking out of his young cheeks.