"Boss, I'm not saying don't come, it's a trap!"

The old rotten tooth shook his dizzy head and said in an impatient tone.

"That Ogrot, he already knew my identity, he deliberately didn't do anything, just waited for me to gather the original tribe's subordinates before he started, and that guy was seen to be fat and fat, in fact, more cunning than a goblin!"

After suffering a big loss at the hands of the other party this time, he was obviously jealous, and found that the leader brought a vampire to save him, not only was he not surprised, but he was even more worried.

Listening to the old shaman's words, Shi Shi was startled, and he had a vague sense of foreboding.

That's right, the whole process was really smooth.

Although he was taking the underground passages, to be honest, the defenses inside this greenskin fortress were too loose to be at the level of a large tribe.

Now listening to the old rotten tooth say this, the stone also began to doubt his own judgment, before he attributed these doubts to the other party's carelessness, he didn't think too much, but if all this was intentional...

Could it be that the other party's real goal is himself?

It's no wonder that he didn't do it immediately after catching the old rotten tooth, but instead held a celebration ceremony with great fanfare, on the one hand, to boost morale, and on the other hand, to use it as bait to see if he could catch bigger fish.

Well, now it seems like you're the fish?

At this time, there was a commotion inside the fortress, and the stone looked back and found that in addition to the greenskins who had caught up, there were several more big guys with particularly burly figures, holding huge bone clubs or stone hammers in their hands, with hideous faces and slow steps, which were the trolls common in the greenskin tribe.

With them at the front, even on a war motorcycle, it would be difficult for the stone to break through as easily as before, not to mention that there were more and more greenskins gathering, and it seemed that not everyone was outside to participate in the celebration.

The black orc's eyes narrowed into a slit under his helmet, a sign of his suppressed anger.

The other party really kept a hand.

I didn't expect to be calculated by the big fat man in the end.

In the face of a desperate situation, the stone calmed down, the brain was running fast, and if you want to survive the Jedi, you must make the right judgment, otherwise there is only a dead end.

Now there are only two options, either forward or backward.

Although there are not many green skins in the fortress, looking at this posture, the exit of the underground passage has been found nine times out of ten, if he still rushes into it, it is likely that even if he kills the bottom, the last thing he sees is that the exit is blocked.

When the time comes, when the green skins outside react, it will be really difficult to fly.

"I can only rush!"

In a flash of lightning, the stone made a crazy decision.

The only good news now is that the greenskins who are still celebrating outside, including O'Grot himself, may not have noticed the situation here, because the black orc's motorcycle is so fast, from coming out to saving the old rotten tooth, that is, ten minutes, those who want to report the news have also been killed by bats.

This is the greatest reliance on their ability to escape.

Although there are tens of thousands of green skins outside, after all, the terrain is open, and the other party has not yet prepared, as long as the bat incarnated by An Rita shows the way and gives full play to the speed advantage of the locomotive, it may not be impossible to win a glimmer of life.

"Since we can't retreat, let's rush forward! Ann Rita open the way! The old rotten tooth is grasping steadily, wait, that is? ”

Just as the stone clenched the accelerator and was about to go on a solo ride, he suddenly found a familiar figure in front of his sight.

The celebration of the "Broken Tooth Tribe" is at its climax.

More than half of the twenty orcs were killed or wounded, and what they exchanged for their lives and blood was the Squigg Behemoth at the end of the crossbow.

That huge red ball of meat, who else but the little fist.

"Boss, hey......"

When he was in the wooden cage, Old Rotten Tooth found that Squiger's meat grinder, who had been arrested with him, was participating in a gladiatorial fight, although he was blocked by the tall body of the stone, and he couldn't see what was happening in front of him, but listening to the cheers that were louder than a burst, he knew that it must be a picture full of blood and violence.

He didn't know how to answer the stone, so he could only sigh.

The black orc stared at the battle that was taking place not far away, and the two blood-red pupils were like glowing gems, bursting out with a murderous aura like substance.

Even though he looked extremely miserable now, he still recognized Xiao Fist at a glance.

Its skin, which was harder than metal armor, was littered with machetes, several of which were deep in the bones and still bubbling with blood.

The huge sharp horns on the top of its head have been cut off by the roots, and this is its most important weapon.

But that wasn't the worst wound, its right eye was poked blind, leaving only a black hole dripping with blood.

On the other hand, its enemies, although they also suffered heavy losses, but after all, there are still half of them, and the rest are the elite of the elite, and the battle has reached this stage, and it is completely stimulated to the ferocity, or it will not take a few rounds to decide the winner.

It is clear which side will be the winner in the end.

The old rotten tooth knew what his head was thinking now, and although he was very reluctant, he had to grit his teeth and say:

"It's too late......"

As soon as the words fell, the small fist over there seemed to sense something, and suddenly turned its attention away from the enemy, although there was only one eye left, it still found the black orc wrapped in heavy armor.

For a split second, the stone knew it recognized itself, and at the same time sensed the meaning in its eyes.

Not the excitement after the reunion, nor the fear and fear.

Master! I'll attract enemies for you, run!

It actually tried to cover the stone and they fled.

At the same time, Ogroth, who was sitting on the throne of bones, finally noticed something unusual, and when he turned around, he saw the broken wooden cage and the iron lump that appeared out of thin air, as well as the strange tall orc.

Although it was the first time they met, the moment the two met their eyes, they knew each other's identities.

The black orc chief was not shocked and laughed, although he didn't know where the orc came from, but it didn't matter, he was naturally happy to see that the bait he had laid casually actually caught a big fish.

"Brother Mao is on top! I just feel that something is happening today, so don't leave when I come! ”

He dragged his fat body from his position and shouted to the stone, but the latter remained unmoved.

"Boss, if you don't leave, we'll just go."

Old Rotten Tooth reminded them again, and at this time, the other Greenskins also discovered their presence, and many of them rushed over screaming, and behind them, the enemies in the fortress were also rapidly approaching.

"Rush!"

The stone no longer hesitated, and with a twist of the locomotive handle, the steel behemoth under his crotch let out an angry roar.

On the other side, as if it should be like it, the small fist also opened its huge mouth full of sharp teeth, raised its head to the sky and roared, and then stepped on two thick thighs and launched a final charge.

The target was not the remaining orcs, but the Black Orc Chieftain who was watching the battle.

It wants to use its life to buy the last time for its master.

The distance of more than ten meters was just a blink of an eye for Squiger, and in the face of the menacing beast, Ogrot did not panic, and there was a look of expectation in his eyes.

Unhurriedly, the Black Orc Chief lifted the weapon at his feet—a massive two-handed hammer.

This hammer, called "Magma", was found by chance in an abandoned dwarven warehouse, weighing three hundred catties, but at this time it was like paper paste in his hand, and it was casually lifted with one hand.

"Trouble with me? Courageous, but stupid! ”

After saying the last word, the huge, but not clumsy, Squiger meat grinder rushed in front of him.

Don't look at the wounds all over the body, after all, the weight is there, and with the determination to die, the power of Xiao Fist's charge this time is not inferior to that of a high-ranking heavy armored knight.

As if stunned, Ogrot didn't react, and just as the two were about to collide, he finally swung the giant hammer in his hand, which was stained red by the blood of countless creatures, and hit the enemy's face with impartiality.

Bang!

Countless red liquids splattered in all directions, and Squiger's head was like a ripe watermelon that had been smashed open, unrecognizable.

The huge body fell to the ground with a bang.

All that was left was the black orc chieftain with a contemptuous face, sticking out his scarlet tongue and licking the blood on the hammer.

"I said, no one wants to leave today!"