"Nightfall!"

In the clearing beyond the city walls, Skipp was engrossed in his spells, unaware of the dark clouds that appeared directly above him.

As soon as the black cloud formed, it fell from the sky, enveloping the shaman of the "Red Fang Tribe" and the soldiers around him, blocking their view just right.

"Vengeful Glare!"

Almost at the same time, the goblin shaman's magic was complete, and two dark green beams of light burst out of his bright red eyes and shot straight in the direction of the stones on the ramparts.

Obviously a cut above the rest of the fart, he became the most conspicuous target at this time.

Two green rays of light that were so fast that even the naked eye could not catch them flashed.

At such a close distance, the stone that had suddenly been attacked did not react at all, and the next second, he heard two loud bangs erupt from behind him, and at the same time, he felt a pain.

The stone reached out and touched his hot cheek, which was bruised by the aftermath of the beam that pierced the air just now.

Shall I go? Is this magic? Too...... That's amazing.

The constant pain on his face made his almost down-to-date brain a little clearer, and he was stunned for a few seconds, and then he began to be afraid.

If he was hit just now, not only himself, but also a few fart spirits of the guards around him, as well as this entire section of the city wall, it is estimated that they will have to finish playing and take them all away.

"Boss, it's okay!"

At this time, a familiar figure appeared on the earthen wall, it was none other than the old rotten tooth, and he was the one who saved all their lives just now.

Since returning to the tribe yesterday, I don't know how to make a vision, the old rotten tooth has been staying in the green light without moving, and the stone doesn't dare to disturb him, and he didn't even count him when he arranged the defense plan last night, but he didn't expect that at the critical time, the old guy appeared in time and saved his life again!

The dark clouds outside the city walls were released by him, and even the most brainless fart could find it, and it was also a kind of magic, not to mention the other people around the stone, all of whom were full of surprise and disbelief.

the hair! It's only been one night, and the old rotten tooth has learned magic to become a shaman!?

At this time, the most calm thing is the stone, the news that the system prompts the completion of the task has proved this, only he knows that the old goblin did not become a shaman, but just regained his lost identity.

The first shaman of the Broken Claw Tribe is born!

It's a pity that the fierce battle is in full swing now, and there is no time to be idle, so the stone quietly retracts the system, nods heavily at the old rotten tooth, signals that he is okay, and moves his gaze back to the battlefield.

In the open space in front of the city gate, the most threatening orcs are still shrouded in poison gas, thanks to the continuous shooting of the fart, they still have not regained their combat effectiveness, but with the rapid depletion of the "explosive spores", this situation cannot last forever, and when the ammunition is exhausted, these big men will return to the battlefield, and then they will not be able to resist at all.

Fortunately, apart from them, the other greenskins were basically no threat, and the combination of two-meter-high walls and ravines played a huge role, and the condescending shots of the fart tyrant crushed the opponent's fart, and the remaining goblins all gathered around Skipp, and as a result, they all fell into the magic of the old rotten tooth "night shroud".

According to the old rotten tooth, this is a small Waaagh! Magic, the effect is to weaken the other party's vision, just now he felt the magic fluctuations on the opposite side, worried that his own head was plotted, so he deliberately cast this magic on the opposite side.

Shi was also secretly lucky when he heard it, he was also a little underestimated just now, forgetting that this world not only has real swords and real guns, but also powerful magic.

Aside from the hiccup Skipp just had, the overall situation on the field is much better than he expected.

There are almost no losses on his side, and the fart and bully are getting braver and braver, especially after the appearance of the old rotten teeth, the morale is even higher.

As soon as the old guy appeared on the scene, he had the upper hand in the magic confrontation with the opposing shaman, which made the fart boys who were watching the battle from the sidelines happy, and one by one it was like being beaten with chicken blood.

Seeing the current good situation, the stone also made up his mind.

After a lot of energy, and then three times of exhaustion, it's time to play the last card and send this group of invaders to meet the second brother Mao.

Although the situation of our side is now superior, it is not a sure victory.

As time passes, there will always be a moment when the explosion spores will be consumed, and when the opposing orcs will regain their combat strength, the earth wall alone will not be able to stop them at all.

We must take advantage of this perfect opportunity to rush out and kill all their living forces in order to achieve the final victory.

Of course, the main goal is naturally to provoke the culprit of this battle, Skip.

The stone turned his head and gestured to the bear, who immediately nodded and turned and ran in the direction of the camp.

He will play the last hole card, and if he succeeds, the Broken Claw Tribe will be able to live, and if he fails, he will be wiped out.

……

Back in the afternoon of the previous day, the stone, having already decided to live and die with the Horde, began to lay out the battle plan for the next day.

According to his idea, in the first stage, he would first use the fart spirit to catch the opponent off guard, gather the fire orc troops with all his strength, and then attack other targets.

The second stage is to take the initiative, taking advantage of the fact that the orcs are restricted by poison gas, he personally leads all the greenskins except for the fart tyrant to go out of the city and kill the other party's leader.

According to the description of the old rotten tooth, this person is likely to be Skip, just a goblin, who is unprepared and very likely to succeed.

The Greenskins have always been defeated in battles, and as soon as the leader dies, the team is immediately torn apart, so Stone specially risked his life to formulate this decapitation tactic.

But no matter how good the tactics are, there is another problem that cannot be bypassed no matter what.

That's the orcs.

Even if the plan goes well and successfully kills Skip under the city, even if the stone can escape with his whole body, what will happen to the remaining orcs?

Even if all the other greenskins are defeated, these macho men with muscles in their brains are very likely to ignore it and continue to attack the city, who will stop them at that time?

It's like an unsolvable math problem, no matter how hard the stone racks his brain, he can't come up with an answer, and in the end he can only sadly admit that with the strength of the tribe at the moment, there is no way to stop these orcs.

But he didn't give up easily, don't forget, as a traverser, he has his own golden finger.

Not to mention, when the night falls, it really makes him come up with a solution that is not a way.

After the redhead came back with the butt boy from the lumberyard, the stone brought all the green skins to the city wall, and arranged tomorrow's defensive formation on the spot, saying that it was a formation, but it was actually very simple, and if it was too complicated, these little cabbages couldn't remember.

The butt boys are divided into two parts, in which the butt tyrants all climb the city wall, scatter and ambush, and are personally commanded by Shishi, who is responsible for the first phase of the attack and the subsequent cover.

The rest of the boys, armed with their own melee weapons, led by the two tribe's only goblins and cavalrymen, the Red-Haired and Red-Legged tribesmen, stand by behind the wooden gates, ready to charge outside with their leaders and take out Skip.

Everything was ready, and after simulating the position a few more times, the stone asked all the boys to rest in place, and they slept here tonight, in case the enemy troops suddenly appeared, although the probability was very low, but it could not be left unguarded.

And he himself, with the big bear, returned to the tribal camp to implement the solution that was not the way.

If it fails, then it is really just a matter of fate.

PS: Thanks to the strong support of the brothers, this book will be classified and strongly promoted next week, which is very important, so I also want to burst my liver. Tomorrow starts two shifts a day, at 12 p.m. and 12 p.m., and I hope the boys continue to Waaagh! Get up, during the new book, the more recommended votes, the better~ As I said before, every time you move forward on the list, add another chapter!

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