Chapter 536: Deadhead Tribe! Waaagh~~~

It has only been more than ten years since the appearance of strong orcs. They have no history and no cultural practices. If anything, it's the desire to fight.

They always want to hit something. As for whether it can be beaten, it is generally not considered.

They can even be called a miracle to a certain extent! Their appearance was an accident that could not be replicated.

However, because you can only use orcs to transform, you can get new strong orcs. This huge shortcoming led the mysterious initiator to abandon the strong orcs.

After all, even if the strong orcs have all kinds of benefits, they can't reproduce, and sooner or later they will be wiped out.

Most orcs know about this kind of thing, but they don't care at all.

It's over!

People die and birds rise to the sky, and they do not die for thousands of years. Who cares if the orcs are not extinct?

As the saying goes, serious people are the most terrible.

This strong orc is undoubtedly the most serious about combat.

Their strength improves very quickly, as long as they fight, they can become the boss after all.

If you're unlucky and die in battle, you'll die. It's nice to die in battle......

At the beginning, the strong orcs suddenly rose and caused a stir in the entire Dongda Xing'an Mountain Range!

The strong orcs don't have too many ideas, they just feel that there are more people and they should fight bigger!

At that time, the orcs robbed an abandoned city of the dwarves and marched to the east.

Whatever they encountered, the human mountain people and wood elf villages along the way were either completely wiped out or deserted.

One hit the territory of the dwarves, and the orcs were finally stopped.

Rejoice, the mighty beasts!

Finally a decent opponent!

After five months of tug-of-war, the three dwarves who realized their invincibility had a decisive battle with the orcs in the Terracotta Mountain Canyon!

The leader of the Orcs side is the boss of the Deadhead tribe, the epic Orc Warlord Gashro * Deadhead.

He can basically be regarded as the number one strong orc. Even today, no strong orc can surpass him.

On the dwarven side, there are three leaders of the Golden Rank. The bosses of the Copper Hammer and the Black Cord are the Gold Neutral. The leader of the barbarian beard is older and is the golden superior.

Three golden epics, basically that is the life of being hanged. And the creeps below, dwarves are more than good orcs.

At that time, the dwarves still had a relatively thick family foundation.

Although Moradin was disappointed by the division of the dwarven kingdom in the east of Daxingand, the priests of the three clans were no longer able to advance to gold.

But there are at least nearly a hundred silver-level dwarves, and even the powerhouses at the peak of silver have more than a dozen.

But in terms of the number of soldiers at the bottom, it is far inferior.

Almost all of the greenskins are soldiers, and there are nearly 40,000 of them! Cannon fodder is not counted......

And the dwarves, counting the old and weak women and children in the family, may not be able to make up this number.

But the dwarves who took the initiative to initiate the decisive battle were not fools. If you really can't beat it, then you still take the initiative to start a decisive battle, and you're tired of it, right?

It is said that the foundation is thick, so there are still a lot of various treasures.

When the race is dying, there is nothing to give up. If it fails, it is all reserved for the enemy.

The dwarves squandered the money they had saved for hundreds of years, took the lives of two gold-level patriarchs, and finally killed Gashro* at the cost of the annihilation of a high-level warband. He also destroyed the greenskins' nest.

Although the greenskins still have a lot of troops, they quickly fall apart after losing the great warlord who can subdue the others.

Although the dwarves lost on the battlefield, they stupidized the opponent's leader and caused the opponent to collapse, which can be regarded as an invincible victory.

But the price was so great that I almost didn't brand myself as an African refugee......

Now that ten years have passed since the war, the dwarves, a race that has difficulty in giving birth, have naturally not recovered.

Their current strength is much worse than it was back then, but the strong orcs have made a comeback.

But this time the dwarves are no longer alone, although the wood elves and mountain people don't understand the word "cold lips and teeth", but they all know the truth.

Now the elder brother has reorganized the team of the three dwarves and has carried out a certain amount of training.

And with the help of the priests and elders of the three clans, he himself took up the profession "The Leakless", which he inherited from the Dwarven King's Axe.

Not to mention, it's good to have your back to God's father!

With the help of many priests, the old brother has advanced to gold strongly!

That's right, it's so unreasonable! Who made the old man happy with Moradin! He is optimistic about his brother and is willing to promote ......

Now the elder brother, wearing a gold excellence-level iron crusher armor suit, holding a legendary battle axe, is a rare class of gold lower-rank......

Blink your eyes, and the old hen becomes a duck!

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In the Eight Peaks Mountains, a flat canyon has become the nest of the Dead Head tribe, where there is a lot of noise.

All kinds of strange shouts and sounds were mixed in, and all kinds of monsters and equipment were everywhere

In the midst of the hasty, unruly stretch of camp, in the middle and on the highest ground, was a huge tent made of nearly a hundred pieces of rough fur sewn together.

This was sewn by the kobolds who took refuge in the Dead Head tribe. Although the craftsmanship was rude, this was the only person in the camp who could do needlework.

For the strong greenskins, relatively powerful monsters such as jackals and trolls have at least no less combat power than strong goblins, and they can also be used as cannon fodder.

And the waste like kobolds is completely ignored.

Sometimes, it's just a matter of pinching and eating walking food.

If it weren't for the fact that a lot of chores need to be done by people, the strong beasts wouldn't have collected these scum that screamed all day long.

Through the cracks in the jagged curtains of the large tent, you can see the general situation in the tent.

This is not just a tent made of leather, to be precise, it should be a wooden-framed hall with leather in its arms.

The interior of the huge tent is a frame made of thick logs. The outer layer of leather is just a "wall" that covers the outside.

The logs were really rough, and some of the bark and branches had not been cleared.

Because the upper and lower layers of the tent are two separate parts, the huge interval in the middle, which is more than half a meter wide, is used as a passage for lighting and ventilation. So the huge tent wasn't very dark and dreary.

In the huge tent, there were many "high-ranking people" of the Dead Head tribe.

There are more than a dozen strong orc bosses alone, and there are two strong orc chiefs of the gold rank, and some mad doctors and technicians are also standing crookedly on the side. Even the two strong goblins stood in the corner, smiling excitedly.

And the only strong orc sitting in front of the gate is the great warlord of the Deadhead Tribe! The huge figure sat on a wooden couch, and it felt as oppressive as a hill......

The orcs are having a meeting!

Speaking of meetings, it's a bit of a high-minded orc. They generally pass by in a wave of recklessness.

However, this time, the Dead Head tribe absorbed a large number of small tribes and rangers around it, and if it wasn't roughly arranged, it wouldn't be able to go far.

Everyone knew that the Deadhead Warlord was going to start a grand "wow", and all the strong orcs were excited.

For the greenskins, to be able to participate in such a grand wow, it is a death without regrets!

Fight, then get stronger, then become the new boss, then start new battles, and then keep getting stronger...... Until you are killed by stronger enemies!

Made! It's exciting to think about! aaaagh!

"Sgonick, how's my robotic arm ready?" A low, hoarse voice asked. If you suddenly hear this sound, you must think that it is the breath of a giant beast in the cave. Or a reminiscence from a giant bellows......

When the voice sounded, everyone kept their mouths shut and did not make a sound. The noisy, green-skinned tent was eerily quiet.

Sgonick, who was at the front of several mad doctors, stepped out, "Ready! Boss, don't worry! Bag you are satisfied! ”

Sgonick is the craziest of the madmen! There is no doubt about it......

However, in the last month, Sgonik has been appreciated by the Deadhead Warlord and has become the first person in the Deadhead Tribe's technology!

Recently, he led the mad doctors and technicians to make a secret weapon for his boss......

Because of his special status, whether it is a madman or a technician, he is treated as the boss. There are also a lot of strong orc kids, who will choose who to follow them.

Although the Orcs are superstitious about violence, they are not superstitious about fists. They like bigger, louder, more powerful weapons. And these things, technicians and madmen can give them.

Behind Sgonick, a not-so-Gundam figure stood in the shadows. One of his eyes was a dark red point of light, and his head shone with a silvery white metallic glow in the dim light.

At his feet, a giant wolf was prostrate on the ground, but the wolf's mouth was full of metal teeth......

The deep voice rang out again, "Give it to me!" Let's leave tomorrow! Kill those dwarfs! aaagh! "The red wali wave, visible to the naked eye, began to spread around the big tent. All the green skins swept by the wave of red wows were excited.

As the huge orc's wow sounded, the other orcs in the tent followed suit! Soon all the orcs and goblins in the camp will be wow! Even those cannon fodder slaves are screaming along with them!

The birds and beasts around the camp panicked, and a reddish wah began to permeate the entire camp that stretched for miles. Even if you have a bird's-eye view from high in the sky, you can still see a little red in the green bushes in the mountains!

When everyone was excited, a strong orc warrior with some thief eyebrows and rat eyes quietly ran to a corner.

"Hello? Is the boss there? I have news for ......"