What should I say? The theme song of the celebration at this moment is Eat, Eat, Eat!

Izzy sat at the table, his mouth full of stuff, and he carried a leg in one hand, a leg of mutton in his left hand and a lizard leg of some kind of Golrond in his right hand.

Izzy was a little skeptical that the orcs had saved up all the seasonings and used them all in this festival, swallowing the food in his mouth, he reached out and picked up a kind of seafood that he had never seen before, and after opening the hard shell, what came into his eyes was crystal clear white meat that was almost shiny, and he took a bite of it, what a "fresh" word,

"Hey! you! you snatched my giant sea scorpion!" a dark-brown-skinned orc kid next to him, taller than Izzy, suddenly pointed at Izzy's nose and growled.

Izzy turned his head to look at the strange-speaking orc, and handed him what he thought was a normal leg of mutton on his left hand as an apology.

"I don't want to eat a leg of mutton, and if you don't give me back a sea scorpion of the same kind, I'll beat you all over the ground looking for teeth. ”

Izzy muttered a mouth full of food, chewed it quickly, swallowed it, got up and walked to the clearing, and said to the tall child:

"Don't think you're tall and you feel like an ogre, come here! ”

Stimulated by Izzy's words, his face flushed, the child roared angrily and rushed over, Izzy shook his head, feeling very bored, a martial arts practitioner beats such a reckless man, just like an adult beats a child.

The body flashed slightly to the right, grabbed the opponent's collar, swept his right foot, destroyed his center of gravity, and threw the opponent to the ground with a "snap", Izzy even felt a little ashamed, producing a feeling of an adult hitting a child.

The other party didn't seem to come back to his senses, and after a moment's pause, he stood up and rushed back to Izzy.

Izzy looked at his reckless opponent, straight to the point, kept dodging, thinking to himself, if this doesn't subdue him, I'm afraid it's endless, will he be locked up if something happens?

After thinking about it for a long time, Izzy remembered his own food again, and there were several kinds that he had not yet tasted, and he immediately made up his mind and decided to quickly settle the battle, and then talk about it when he had eaten well.

Luck in the heart, the next plate force, Izzy punched, punched heavily, directly imprinted on the opponent's punch, hit the opposite tall child suddenly retreated several steps before finally stabilizing his body, covering his right fist, a painful face.

This is not over, in the next moment, Izzy has already deceived himself to get close to the opponent, Tie Shan leaned, clenched his fists and elbows, clapped his palms, and the extremely fast triple attack knocked the opponent away.

Of course, Izzy reined in his strength, otherwise he felt that there was no problem with spitting blood from the opposite side of the fight these three times.

The tall boy flew into the crowd, stopped, and then held his face purple, clutching his stomach, but he stood there with his waist straight, trembling all over, but not falling.

Izzy looked a little powerful, this person's physical fitness is really strong, he was going to beat the other party into a shrimp and lie on the ground no matter what, this person just used willpower to push through, although he is still breathless there.

"What a not simple guy!" Of course, even thinking so, Izzy still walked up with a wicked smile, and before the opponent could act well, Izzy rushed up and slapped him on the back, as if he had been holding his breath for a long time, and the man immediately sat down on the ground with an uncomfortable face.

Izzy intended to make friends, so I was afraid that he would hold back and suffocate his body, so let him spit out this breath.

"What's your name, you hard-boned fellow!" Izzy crouched beside his rival with a smirk.

"My name is Orgrim, you remember, one day you will cry because of this name, and you will be looking for teeth all over the ground!"

Immediately, a thunderclap sounded in Izzy's head.

"I beat Orgrim Doomhammer," Izzy was genuinely stunned.

With his mind racing, Izzy reached out and pulled him up, smiling at him.

"Hey, you hard-boned wolf cub, you're pretty kind, I'm Nagnosh Izzy of the Fireblade Clan, how do you feel? ”

"Do you feel tight, panting, and a little sick to your stomach?" said Itchy with a smile before Orgrim could reply.

"Go away! I'm going to collect this debt someday, you wait!" Ogrim snorted, trying to leave.

Izzy still followed with a cheap smile: "Hey, buddy, we don't know each other anymore, you grow so tall, how old are you this year?"

Orgrim didn't say anything with a dark face, and sat in his place angrily.

"So stingy? I thought he was an open-minded man, hum! I didn't expect you to be such a ...... Izzy then made a gesture of disdain and wanted to leave.

"I'm 11 years old, you nasty guy, can you speak more clearly, and curse around the corner, do you usually talk like that, aren't you afraid of being beaten to death?" Orgrim opened the conversation box and immediately jumped out of the bunch. Izzy was speechless,

"Hey, hey, this sea scorpion is still good for you, but if you want to be free, I'll show you the real food." Izzy smiled and grabbed a sea scorpion from his full plate and gave it back to Orgrim, smugly.

"Forget it, who is rare and any sea scorpion, we in Gollund, we have long been tired of eating, as far as you wolf cubs of the fire blade, you are still a treasure, besides, what is really delicious, I have eaten more meat than you have eaten wheat!" Ogrim replied with disdain!

Saying that the feast was almost over, the adults ordered the children to go to sleep in the nearest tent first, and the shamans of the various clans would first gather to discuss the events of this year, and then go to climb the sacred mountain of Woshugu and hold a ceremony to receive the revelation of the elemental spirits and ancestral spirits.

Izzy followed behind Orgrim, tugged at him, and whispered, "Are you bold?" Let's wait and sneak out, I'll treat you to a chicken called Hua, which is the real delicacy I just said, how about it?"

Orgrim seemed hesitant, not wanting to break the rules.

Izzy immediately threw a disdainful look at him and whispered, "Huh! Don't dare?"

Ogrim's face immediately flushed, "What don't you dare! I'm here to see what kind of bird you can make." ”

Saying that, the two entered the tent, and in the midst of the snoring around them, Izzy saw a figure come out of the tent, and he followed out, looking out, why was there no shadow?

Somewhat strange, Izzy thought for a moment, let out a clear "hum", and then saw Orgrim emerge from the other side.

Without further ado, Izzy took Orgrim to his Fireblade clan's van, grabbed 4 Wind Sparrows, carried his bag, and began to cook.

He brought everything he needed to bring in advance, just to promote his name Huaji.

Orgrim looked at Izzy's hands full of mud strangely, and he didn't know what he was doing, and said with disdain: "Fireblade cub playing with mud!"

They sat down at the campfire, silently waiting, and then Orgrim became a little impatient, and in a deep accent, said:

"How long will it take? You can't make anything delicious and pretend to be here, right?"

Izzy looked at Orgrim with disdain and whispered, "In 20 minutes, I want you to eat your words back into your stomach." ”

A stick cracked open the crust, and the smell was so strange that Orgrim smelled something he had never experienced before, and his mouth kept leaking.

Looking at the white flesh of the leaves in the clump of earth, Orgrim swallowed a saliva and let out a loud grunt.

"Eat, tell me what you just said!" Izzy smiled as he presented the whole chicken to Orgrim in a leaf.

Orgrim, who couldn't help it for a long time, took a bite of it, and his mind was blank, he had never eaten such a flavorful meat.

His mouth was stuffed with chicken, even the bones, he didn't want to let go, his mouth was stuffed with muscles, and he muttered: "It's so red!

Izzy smiled with relief, and suddenly felt as if someone was approaching, coming from the direction of the shaman's tent.

He was shocked, could it be that he had been discovered, and turned his head to the other side and shouted, "Who is there!"

Orgrim stood up in fright and made a vigilant gesture, but he still had a chicken leg in his hand, still gnawing on it.

"What are you doing?" said a brown-skinned, blue-eyed orc who looked at them.

"What are you doing?" asked Izzy, looking at the young orc who was about the same size as herself.

The orc was a little flustered when asked, and for a moment he danced with his hands, and suddenly said:

I saw you come out, and I followed you all the way, and when I heard this, Orgrim and Izzy looked at the orc with disdain.

"We've been eating chicken here for an hour, and you came running from the shaman's tent, and you said you came out with us?" Orgrim whispered, swallowing the chicken.

Hearing that he was exposed, the blue-eyed orc lowered his head and said as if he was mistaken: "I went to eavesdrop on the shamans' conversations, and when I came back, I smelled this, it smelled so good."

Izzy had already guessed the identity of this person, and he beckoned him to come and sit down: "Come on, you're welcome, you can also try my craft." ”

The orc couldn't wait to sit down, and Izzy presented him a whole chicken, which was even more ugly than Orgrim's, gobbling it up.

"What's your name? I'm the son of Nagnosh Ichiyushuro of the Fireblade Clan, and the guy over there who eats with oil on his face is a fellow from the Blackstone Clan. ”

Orgrim hurriedly introduced himself, "I'm Orgrim of the Blackstone Clan, son of Tyrka Hammer of Doom!" he said of his father, his expression radiant, as if his father was a god.

"Oh, it's a hearty poisonous dragon. This blue-eyed orc had chicken stuffed in his mouth, and he couldn't hear what Chinese he was talking about.

Izzy quickly laughed and cursed, telling him to swallow what was in his mouth before speaking.

"I'm Durotan of the Frostwolf Clan, son of the Patriarch Garrard," Orgrim immediately looked surprised when he heard this.

"What did you hear when you went to the shaman's tent?" Ogrim asked after a moment's thought.

"They're talking about a guy named Rolling Stone, who seems to be about our age, who came up with an idea to kill an old Margolon. Durotan spoke with a tone of suspicion.

"So is his head three feet tall, and he has two heads like an ogre?" said Orgrim in amazement.

Izzy heard a "poof" and squirted out the chicken in his mouth.

"What the hell, you two stop," Izzy said aloud.

"To reintroduce me, my name is Nagnosh Ichi Stone-Roller, son of Yushuro Trick's Edge, and I seem to be the Stone-Roller you are talking about. After speaking, he also lit up his own magron tooth necklace.

These two people, one with a chicken leg in their mouth, stood on the spot.

"Did you kill a magoron?" Durotan said, with a look of disbelief.

"I killed that magoron by my idea, but I never thought it would be so powerful! ”

Izzy told the story half-truthfully, half-braggingly, and Orgrim and Durotan listened with great interest, and in a few moments they became acquainted and laughed and laughed.

The celebration will last for three more days, the Fireblade Clan is early, and there are a few clans that may have not arrived due to distance or other reasons, and in the next few days, whenever there is a chance, the three of them will sneak out to play, and challenge each other in all kinds of ways, weightlifting, running, long jump, as long as they can think of it, they will try it out.

Orgrim and Durontan, the two proud sons of the Heavens, had never felt so frustrated, and Izzy was not at all like a child of his age, his physical fitness was extremely strong, and his more scientific and earlier unremitting training allowed him to surpass his peers in every way.

Izzy was afraid of dampening the confidence of the two, and deliberately lost a few matches, which allowed the two to regain some self-confidence.

Finally, on this day, after relying on mature experience and really winning a rock climbing victory, Durotan suddenly said: Let's stop playing these ordinary and childish games, let's do something that has never been done in the history of orcs, right?

Orgrim's bright eyes sparkled, and he immediately leaned in and asked, "What hasn't been done in orc history?"

"Let's be friends, just the three of us," Durontan's face was full of confidence.

Almost without thinking, Izzy received, "Yes!

Orgrim, on the other hand, opened his mouth wide and hurriedly said, "But, we are not from the same clan!" his voice retorted with a great tone of doubt.

Durotan waved his hand: "But we're not enemies either, are we? Look at the camp around you, all the clans only meet twice a year, and there's no harm in it, isn't it?"

Orgrim still looked very hesitant, his brows furrowed, and he whispered, "But my father said that it is only because we have less contact with each other that peace can be maintained, and once we know better, there may be war."

"Ahh

Ogrim's face turned red in an instant, and he roared angrily, "I'm not afraid of any challenge, you frost wolf cub with your nostrils in the sky." With that, Orgrim leapt to his feet and knocked down Durontan, and the two of them immediately scuffled.

Izzy shouted loudly on the side: "Come on, hit him in the nose! Oops! Durotan how can you kick somewhere, don't you want him to cut off his children when you step down?" ”

Izzy was cheering on the side for a long time, and the two people who were scuffling on the ground suddenly stopped, looked at each other and turned their heads to look at Izzy, got up together and roared, and rushed towards Izzy, and the scene turned into a scuffle of three people.

The last few shamans were all shocked, and when they saw this, three wolf cubs lying on the ground with blue noses and swollen faces were furious.

The Frostwolf Clan's Chief Shaman, Sect Mother Kashur, said angrily, "Go back and let your father smash your ass, little Durotan!"

The shaman of the Blackstone clan said: "Shameful wolf cub, you didn't step on the two of them to win, you wait for your father to train you like a dead dog next time!"

Shaman Artur didn't say anything, he looked at Izzy with a strange expression, who was not really injured, and there he bared his teeth and shouted in pain, as if something really hurt.

A few small children looked at each other, and suddenly they all grinned, between them, there was already a bar, and this time no one would admit defeat lightly.

Izzy smiled at the smiling faces of the two orcs who were a year older than him, and he knew that the trajectory of his fate had been changed by his involvement, and he was ecstatic about it.