The warriors of the Fireblade Clan gathered at the gates of the Clan, including Yushuro, with serious expressions on their faces, carefully examining their weapons and equipment, ready to take on the challenge, as part of the clan, they would tear apart anything that would threaten their homeland.

Izzy looked into the distance, just in time to see a team on the main road at the gate of the clan, slowly approaching this direction from the direction of the Talado Forest in the distance, and when he finally saw what kind of team it was, he was immediately surprised.

It is a team of ogres and various slaves, led by a one-eyed demon.

The first time he saw a real ogre instead of a 3D model, Izzy was shocked and terrified, this humanoid creature resembled a monster, taller than an orc, nearly 3 meters tall, encased in armor made of bone spikes mixed with metal, and a huge stone weapon behind it, which was hard to mess with.

At the front of this team is a monster in the true sense of the word, a one-eyed demon! Even from a distance, you can judge the size of a giant that is at least 5 meters tall, the spikes on your shoulders soar into the sky, and the huge one-eyed eye is full of tyrannical desire to kill.

Looking at the one-eyed demon from afar, Izzy inexplicably thought that the monster might have seen him, and the bloody mouth full of fangs and sharp teeth drooled cloudy, making Izzy feel as if he had smelled a fishy smell from afar, and the meaning of this expression could not be more obvious.

"This thing treats me like a piece of fresh, delicious tender meat. ”

For the first time, Izzy, regardless of his past or present life, experienced what a predator's eyes tasted like, and it made him shudder.

The team slowly approached the edge of the tribe, and the warriors of the Fireblade Clan waited for it, and everyone knew in their hearts that this would be a serious battle. Ogres and orcs never live in peace.

Izzy hid his body in the dense foliage, quietly observing, his calm brain thinking quickly, it was still far away, he felt that he was still safe, even a one-eyed demon could not run over and eat himself at once.

Just then he saw another strange ogre.

The ogre was in the center of the group, and unlike the other ogres in the group, he had two heads, a priest's robe, a large metal staff in his hand, and was carried by several slaves of different races on a palanquin-like tool, and it was ridiculous that he was carrying a small umbrella.

"This ogre must be the leader of this team. When Izzy realized this, the team stopped.

The ridiculous two-headed ogre stepped down from the palanquin on the shoulder of a weak pale orc slave, and the orc slave at his feet, despite his anger and desire to struggle, was still weakly trampled on his knees by the ogre, and the two-headed ogre walked to the gate of the Fireblade Clan, and the left head began to shout loudly.

"I am the mighty Overseer of the Gorian Empire, the War Mage Morik, and I am going to the Hammer Castle to deliver these slaves, and now I ask you pathetic orcs to contribute your best food, or your tribe will be on fire, and all of you will become slaves in this team!

When the orc warriors of the Fireblade Clan heard this, all of them instantly became blue with anger, panting and roaring.

Roar!!!

Dahl Triple Blood Blade is the patriarch of this generation of Fire Blade Clan, and at this time he stepped out of the clan's defensive circle and stood at the forefront, he shouted loudly: "Disgusting ogre! If you want our food, then exchange your blood for it! Maybe use your liver to exchange a Tabu sheep's bone for you, haha!

Haha! The orc warriors laughed at the two-headed ogre together.

The ogre Molik's blue face was actually angry, and he yelled at the one-eyed demon in front of him: Dak, tear them to pieces! The head on the right also shouted: Kill them, break their bones!

"Knock! knock!"

As the one-eyed man ran, the earth trembled clearly, and the other ogres began to rush towards the gate, and the orc warriors closed their mouths, took a deep breath and roared loudly: "Lok'Tar Ogar!!"

The battle began.

Dahl Triple Bloodblade and his guards confronted the one-eyed one-eyed, and the other warriors charged, wielding a thick stick tied to a rock, smashing an undodging orc guard head-to-toe with a single blow.

Dahl Triple Bloodblade took the opportunity to slash the battle axe into the Cyclops' left foot wrapped in the bone armor, but it was clear that although the blow broke through the protection of the bone leg armor, it was not deep enough, and the attack successfully caught the attention of the Cyclops, who let out an earth-shattering roar, and the unarmed left hand grabbed the Dal Triple Bloodblade and threw it out with force.

It's clear to see Dahl Triple Bloodblade flying back like a thunderbolt, and after crashing into a clan's tent, there is no movement.

"Dahl Triple Blood Blade? I haven't heard of it, I'm afraid this orc is a dragon character, will he fall to death directly this time?"

Izzy thought as he turned his attention back to the battle in front of the clan gate, the current situation was very bad, the morale of the ogre team with a one-eyed demon was greatly boosted, Izzy felt a strange burst of blood boiling, but he still saniently continued to look down.

It was then that he saw his orc father, who was pulling his blade out of an ogre's chest, turned his head and looked at the one-eyed demon indifferently, and then resolutely charged at the one-eyed one-eyed one-eye.

Izzy watched Yushuro get faster and faster, and his heart was anxious, he wondered why his orc father was so stupid?

"Isn't this looking for death? The one-eyed demon is flying flesh and blood at once, and you still go up to provoke him?" Then Izzy strangely noticed that his orc father was glaring in a certain direction, and shouted.

Uh-huh, that's? Izzy noticed the direction of Yushuro's eyes, it was a strange young orc, this orc's foot was not the soles of the feet, it was actually a pair of hooves, and he was using those hooves to stomp on a downed ogre, the dizzy ogre lying on the ground was slashed by him with a long-handled war knife, and the battle skirt around the waist of the strange orc was also dyed red by the gushing blood.

"Wait! I have a little impression of this strange orc, he seems to be my father's apprentice, I haven't asked what his name is, and he usually uses his waist robe to block his hooves, and he hasn't paid attention to look at it, after all, who is okay to look at people's feet?

Thinking of this, the battle changed again, the strange orc noticed Yushuro, and after nodding, he quietly approached the direction of the one-eyed demon, while Yushuro rushed to the one-eyed demon and continued to harass it with his blade, each time he was a blow away, without any mud and water, consciously focusing on dodging the one-eyed attack.

The One-Eyed growled in irritation as small wounds continued to add to his body, trying to slap the little orc fly that circled around him, and Yushuro continued to gain the advantage, using his sharp blade as much as possible to attack the wound on the One-Eyed's left foot where the armor had been broken by the Dal's Triple Blood Blade.

Finally, stimulated by the pain of the wound, the one-eyed demon let out a roar of rage, and began to stubbornly pursue Yushuro regardless of other attacks, and Yushuro immediately gave up all attacks and planned to start running, constantly swaying left and right, making it even more difficult for the bulky one-eyed demon to attack the nimble orc Juggernaut.

Although the One-Eyed attacks were fast and ruthless, and Yushuro was sometimes unable to dodge all of them, the injuries were not fatal, and the scarred Orc Juggernaut gradually mastered the rhythm of the battle, patiently leading the One-Eyed to a towering pillar outside the clan, around which he did his best to dodge.

After holding out for a long time, when Yushuro was in a desperate situation with his back against the rock and seemed to have nowhere to hide, Izzy, who was watching the battle from the tree, was completely relieved.

At this time, the one-eyed demon excitedly forced the little insect in front of him into a dead corner, and when he was happily preparing to crush the small insect into a pulp with one blow, he suddenly felt that his eyes were dark, a black shadow fell from the sky, accompanied by a battle roar that resounded throughout the battlefield, a long-handled war knife was inserted from the eye of the one-eyed demon to the end, and Izzy in the tree in the distance could even see a reflective blade protruding from the back of the one-eyed demon's head.

The one-eyed demon couldn't even let out a final roar, and fell vertically to the ground, kicking up a cloud of dust.

Everyone looked at the dusty area, and when the dust settled, Yushuro and the young orcs stood one after the other on the chest of the one-eyed man, raising their blades and shouting:

“For the horde！！！”

When all the orcs heard this roar, their morale was boosted, and they immediately let out a battle roar, and the sharp axes in their hands slashed at their enemies, and the ogres immediately abandoned their armor and began to flee in all directions.

Just when everyone felt that the battle seemed to be decided at this moment, a voice that seemed to be amplified resounded in everyone's ears.

"Filthy orcs, you will be burned by the flames!!"

"Burn them! Turn them into barbecue!"

In the distance, the two-headed ogre Morik roared angrily, and his hands were filled with surging flame energy, and this energy was still slowly gathering, constantly becoming more and more violent, and the bean-sized Han water on the ogre's head kept rising, and it seemed that it was difficult to control such a terrifying power.

Just when Izzy thought that the cannibal mage had gathered energy to explode on its own, the ogre threw the flame energy in the direction of Yushuro and the young orc.

Almost a cubic meter of fireball, it flew towards the two of them, their eyebrows contorted from the heat, but at this time their faces were full of determination, ready to accept their glorious destiny.

"Earth Spirits, protect our warriors!"

With a call, the earth quickly uplifted and turned into a stone wall, and the violent fireball exploded instantly after touching the stone wall, and the scene was dusty again.

Before the dust had all fallen, a cry of pain was heard, and the two men behind the stone wall were still affected, and Yushuro stood in front of the young orc, and he was bruised and wounded all over his body, and he howled in pain, but it was obvious that the injuries were still not enough to be fatal.

Shaman Artur stood in front of the gate of the clan, his face was blue and his face was ugly.

"Hehe, old fellow, you're too old, your shamanic spells don't work. ”

"Old guy is dead! Old guy is useless!"

The two-headed ogre in the distance laughed loudly at the Artur shaman, both of their faces full of contempt.

Artur Shaman's face calmed down inexplicably, he looked at the ogre indifferently, and said in a loud voice:

"Stupid ogre! you have never seen true power!"

The Artur shaman began to perform some kind of ritual, calling out for the help of the elements, and the ogre on the opposite side seemed to remember something, his face full of trepidation.

Just as the ritual was about to be completed, the ogre shouted, "Do you want to start a war, old fellow? These slaves are to be sent to the Hammer Arena of the Hammer Fortress to please the Führer, Margauk, and if anything goes wrong, the Führer will be more than happy to crush your tiny clan for pleasure." The head on the right: "The Führer loves to hear screams! You will become new slaves!"

Hearing this, the Artur shaman immediately stopped the summoning ceremony, obviously the words of the ogre mage made the old orc very jealous, after all, the ogre tribe of the Goryea Empire was undoubtedly an opponent that could not be resisted for a tribe with a small number such as the Fireblade Clan, the old shaman lowered his head and began to think.

The scene calmed down inexplicably, and just when everyone was helpless, suddenly a shout came from the inside of the clan gate: "Get out, stupid dog, cough! cough, take your slave, go back to your kennel!"

The old shaman's eyes were fierce. He whispered to the clan chief, "We killed their one-eyed demon and so many warriors, they won't let us go, maybe we have to kill them all!"

Dahl Triple Bloodblade replied weakly: "This matter is too difficult, if they do their best to cover the escape of that ogre mage, we will not be able to kill him, and the warriors of the clan will suffer heavy losses, we can't afford to lose more warriors, this matter must be ended quickly, our clan must prepare to migrate in order to survive." ”

The old shaman's expression immediately contorted together, looking very sad, and he nodded helplessly, and began to check the chief's injuries.

Don't you get out of here?Dahl Triple Blood Blade swallowed a mouthful of blood that came up and roared loudly.

The two-headed ogre Morik's face turned pale, he looked at the dead one-eyed demon on the side, and whispered with a gloomy face: "This matter is not over yet! we will be back" on the right side of the head: "Kill, enslave, gnaw your bones!"

After saying the cruel words, the two-headed ogre turned and left with the troops.

The battle is finally over.

Izzy breathed a sigh of relief, and continued to look at the group of slaves, which were full of races from all over Draenor, feathered, bird-like crowmen, leopard people with black fur on their heads, and orcs of all skin colors.

Suddenly, Izzy noticed the strange behavior of a pale-skinned orc slave, the orc slave turned back three times in one step, and Izzy recognized it, it was the orc slave who was stepped on by the ogre and got off the sedan chair, a pale orc with a cape and a weak head, at this time he looked back with envy and yearning, and Izzy even saw the tears in his eyes, which had dried up before they could flow, and his eyes gradually turned into some kind of firm will.

Kargas Izzy thought that this pale orc must be the most famous Kagas Blade Fist of Warcraft, and after a closer look, all the characteristics were almost identical.

Hair and hair, pale skin, and the ultimate desire for freedom, and a strong and unyielding will.

"I've got to touch him!" thought to Izzy.

Izzy began to think about how to achieve such a goal.