It just so happened that Stone and Old Rotten Tooth had come out of the "Shaman's Stone House" and had been walking towards the city gate, so when he took the old shaman to his new mount, he felt that he had not run a few steps before he came to the west of the fortress, which was a rare tall city wall for ordinary greenskins.

The two of them got off the Squigg meat grinder and stepped onto the city walls, passing hundreds of goblin archers waiting in battle, as well as several "dive destruction catapults" mixed in with them, and collided with the oncoming goblin leader Mogru.

This tall one-eyed goblin retinue, with a pair of steel blindfolds specially made for him by his own leader, looked even more murderous.

After changing the owner from "Steel Rock", Mogru has been in charge of the defense of this fortress, with a thousand goblin archers and more than 900 goblin tyrants, as well as five goblin human cannons that look very simple but are actually amazingly lethal, and together they have guarded the walls impenetrable, and so far there has been no fault in the slightest.

Of course, this is also because the surrounding area has been relatively calm recently, and there has been no real test.

To the north of the fortress, the Shrimp Lords are still fighting for control of the vast tracts of land vacated by the death of Levarian, "Count Valleca".

As for the greenskinned tribes in the south, they have not yet recovered from the shadow of their previous defeat, and no one dares to come to this famous fortress to die for the time being.

But after nearly a year of stability, there was a little accident today.

Seeing that his boss and the great shaman had come, Moglu had no surprise on his face, and said:

"Chief, big shaman, look below, it's our people who have returned, but there is a strange orc outside, so I haven't asked the boys to open the door and then ......"

"And then what's wrong?"

Stone's brow furrowed slightly, and his face was not as relaxed as it had been at the beginning, because he smelled gunpowder in the air.

"Just now, one of our orc boys couldn't hold back and rushed over to do it, but the result was ......"

Mogru raised his spear and pointed it at the city.

“…… I was turned into a Squiger. ”

"Ahh What's that? ”

Hearing him say this, even the old rotten tooth, who was accustomed to seeing strong winds and waves, couldn't help but exclaim.

And this kind of operation? Turn an orc into Squiggle? This is no ordinary aaagh! Magic can do it.

Following the spear of the one-eyed goblin, the two green skins who had just climbed the city wall set their eyes on the city, and there was indeed a tense posture outside.

There are quite a few people outside the city, but most of them are the "Broken Claw Tribe" themselves, and at a glance, they are densely packed with green-skinned boys, half of them are strong orc infantrymen, and the other half are forest goblin riders riding on large spiders, most of them holding bows and arrows.

Stone glanced at it, at that time he sent out a total of more than 2,000 boys, to follow the nezumi engineer warlock Pesti Scourge out to "run errands", but the number of people who came back did not increase but decreased, except for the green-skinned boy who had no loss, and there was a large number of Skaven rat captives with their hands tied at the back of the team.

Looking at the fact that almost all of the boys have a rat head pinned to their waists, they know that they have won a big battle this time, and they have gained a lot.

However, when they happily returned to their own territory, they suddenly found that there was an uninvited guest in the city.

A large group of orcs immediately stepped forward to enclose him in the middle, and the more numerous forest spider riders on the periphery also raised their short bows.

As the commander of this green-skinned army, the forest goblin Signara stepped forward to shout as soon as possible, but the other party remained motionless as if he hadn't heard it.

Then there was an unbelievable scene, an impulsive orc kid, in full view of everyone, turned into a red cave Squigg by a strange orc, and now he is still aimlessly bouncing around, with no intention of recovering at all.

At this time, even the orcs who are not afraid of heaven and earth are dumbfounded, and no one wants to be the second, and they all stand on the spot at once.

Just as Sgenara was about to order the forest spider archers on the periphery to start shooting, the strange orc on the opposite side who had been sleeping suddenly opened his eyes, and two lightning-like eyes shot towards the city gate.

At the same time, the sturdy iron door of the "Steel Rock" slowly opened from the inside out, and two figures, one large and one small, walked out.

Ahead of them was a huge Squigg in heavy armor carrying a black orc of the same incredible size, and behind them was an old goblin with a scruffy appearance holding a golden staff.

Seeing the figures of these two people, the green-skinned boys outside the city immediately burst into enthusiastic cheers, and automatically made a way for their own leader and the great shaman to come to the middle of the encirclement.

The two leaders who led the greenskins, Sgenara and Smu, immediately ran over, but the other nezumi hero, the patriarch of the "Mickey Clan", Pesti, was nowhere to be seen.

As soon as the stone asked, he realized that the "Dimensional Stone Grinder" that the engineer had ordered before had finally arrived, and he slept with these precious machines every day, and at this time he was also at the back of the line, inseparable.

"Boss, this orc is very evil, let's just shoot him!"

Sitting on her giant spider, Sgenara asked.

The "he" in the mouth of the forest goblin is naturally the strange orc opposite.

Stone shook his head and didn't speak, his attention was already completely drawn to the strange orc in front of him, no, to be precise, first of all, to the other's mount.

It was a giant boar about the size of a small fist, and a lap larger than the black spider under Sgenara's crotch.

The boar was covered with a thick layer of brown fur, and its mouth was surrounded by two long, curved fangs, like two bloody blades, and in addition to the cloudy black eyes, there were two murderous auras that were like substance, and together with these murderous aura, there was also white gas spewing out of its nostrils, and it could be heard that it was now on the verge of irritability and anger.

But on the broad back of this giant boar, there is a completely different picture.

There was a hut made of thatch and wood, and an orc, almost naked, with only a circle of leaves under his crotch, was sitting cross-legged in front of the hut.

The orc was exposed to the air by thick green muscles, and the shell, without a trace of flesh, was like a perfect canvas. It was painted with all sorts of strange patterns, but even more striking than these patterns was the mahogany mask on his face that was interspersed with colorful feathers.

At the first glance of this strange orc, the stone recognized the identity of the other party, but before he could speak, the old rotten tooth behind him had already shouted out first.

"Are you...... Urzago!! The Green Prophet of the South?!! ”