"Is the purpose of your trip to the shores of Nisda Shuibi to find your own parents?"

Naga's plight and her choice to sacrifice herself in order not to divide the dwarves touched Oriao's heart.

His tone was no longer deliberately soft, but became like an elder who cared about his junior.

"No, from the moment they abandoned me, they weren't my parents anymore. Only my adoptive father, Aragorn Gangsu, is my true relative. Naga's words carried their own stubbornness.

"Then why do you have to cross the Plains of Birdblas to the shores of Nisda's water?" Ao Liao continued to ask gently.

"I... I just left the Dwarven Mountains and had nowhere to go, so I thought of going to the place where I was born. Naga seemed to feel Ao Liao's love, and couldn't help but feel a little admiration.

"So be it. It just so happened that my townspeople had gone on a long trip, and I was bored by myself. You will stay with me for this time, and wait for them to come back from their long journey. If you still want to go to the shores of Nisda, I'll ask Murphy to send you there. "Orio made a decision for Naga.

"By the way, let me introduce myself first. My name is Ao Liao and I am the mayor of this town. Little Naga, what's your name? ”

"Grandpa Mayor of the Town, my name is Ala Ding Ding Ding Ding Gangsu." Naga replied obediently.

"Huh?" Ao Liao was stunned for a moment, Naga's title caused him 100 million points of critical damage.

"Am I that old? Well, if it's really based on age, I have no problem being the ancestor of her ancestors. But is it really good for you to hurt a single dragon like this, who hasn't even had a girlfriend? ”

When they returned to Murphy, they saw a Naga in front of him and behind him shouting "Grandpa Mayor". Ao Liao couldn't help but shudder.

"Well, you don't have to call me grandpa. Actually, I'm not much older than you, you should call me brother. In order to prevent the imaginary picture from appearing, Ao Liao decided to tell a little white lie.

"Oh, okay. And who is the mayor's brother, Murphy? Maybe he really believed that Ao Liao was about the same age as her, but Allah Ding Ding Ding Ding seemed to suddenly let down her guard and became a little clingy.

"Murphy, he's a Lich King......"

"The Lich King? I've seen them in the Dwarven Mountains, do they look like skeletons? ”

"Please don't interrupt me, okay? Besides, the Lich King doesn't look like a skeleton, he's just a skeleton, right? ”

"Brother Mayor of the Town, are you also the Lich King?"

"Of course not, I'm a dragon! What is a dragon, do you know what? Shenlong is... Forehead... Anyway, you don't understand. Hey! Why are you interrupting me again? ”

Just as Orio was telling his newfound Naga sister about Murphy and them, the Infernal Foursome, a small town far away in Middle-earth, had managed to infiltrate Arman's army.

"Whole army! Assemble the army! Lord Arman said that we were going to get to Kidney Castle before dawn, oh no, it was Helm Fort. Hey! Doesn't seem to make a difference? "At the front of a group of orcs, a man in black with a large skull embroidered on his chest was lecturing.

"Wow-ha-ha, Murphy look at the team you lead, and then look at mine!" Another man in black, with a large tong sticking out of his sleeve, pointed to the orc phalanx standing in front of him.

"Edward, aren't your troops more neat than mine? Hairy! Have you ever heard a sentence that Qi dies quickly? Murphy glanced at Edward's troops with his eyes and said sourly.

"It's okay, I know you're jealous of me. It's really embarrassing for you to have a Lich King like you who just summons skeleton soldiers and then keeps them rushing forward. Edward's tone revealed a sense of fascination and superiority.

"Humph!" Murphy snorted coldly and turned his head away from him.

Edward didn't care, he looked at the phalanx in front of him with satisfaction and nodded.

"Demacia!" Edward suddenly let out a loud shout.

"Roar!" The orcs in the phalanx immediately responded, raising their heads to the sky and shouting together.

"Demacia!" Edward drank again.

"Roar!" The phalanx responded again.

"Damn, isn't it just a slogan? What is there to pretend to be like? I can too. Murphy gave Edward a disdainful look, and let out his cries as well.

"The undead are never slaves!"

"Roar!" This time his team did not disgrace him, and the orcs immediately raised their heads to the sky and roared together.

"The undead are never slaves!"

"Roar!"

"Demacia!"

"Roar!"

As the two teams were shouting, a third and fourth voices interjected.

"Ignite everything, and nothing will grow!"

"Roar!"

"Charge! Charge! Charge! ”

"Roar!"

For a while, the roars of the entire orc army came and went, and gradually the roars became more and more uniform, until in the end there was only one voice left.

"Roar~!" The neat and high-pitched roar resounded through the heavens and the earth, and the morale of the entire army was also raised to the highest in the roar. Everyone believed that even if this army were to attack Sauron now, all the warriors would not flinch and march forward.

"I'll go! If we accidentally raise the morale of the army to such a high level, wouldn't it cause heavy casualties to the human allies? Edward listened to the uniform roar in his ears and quietly hid himself beside Murphy.

"Don't worry! You think I'm like you, just thinking about my own hot head and shouting slogans. Murphy said with another disdainful look at Edward.

"It's a day-to-night trip from here to the Holy Helmet Fort, don't look at what they call it Huan now. If you wait two hours and see, I'm afraid they won't even have the strength to speak. ”

Edward's eyes lit up when Murphy said this, and he raised his big pincers: "High! It's really high! ”

"Roar!" Murphy nodded.

Hey! I just said something strange, could it be a hallucination? Murphy shook his head again.

The orc army set out on its journey with a roar.

At first, because of the high morale, the march of the army was very fast. It would have taken a day and a night, but at this rate, it would take at most one day to reach the Valley of the Holy Helmet.

After an hour, the roar began to diminish noticeably, and the speed was no longer as fast as it had been when it had set off.

Two hours later, most of the orcs had no strength to roar, except for the sporadic roars of the strong orcs in the group. The speed of the march was reduced again, not even as fast as usual.

Three hours later, even the orcs weren't roaring. The whole army was not so much marching as it was strolling.

No one expected that a slogan action that seemed to boost morale would slow down the entire army's journey for half a day.

The military operation, which was originally planned to reach the Holy Helmet Fort before dawn, did not reach the designated place until the afternoon. And the whole team was so exhausted that it was impossible to start a siege.

A single slogan action gives the human side an extra day to prepare. In this regard, the small town Infernal Foursome can be said to be a great contribution.