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But Sir Lothar continued: "Melas doesn't say much, he leads by example, if it weren't for the dual status of the Holy Knight of the Silver Hand Knights and the Adjutant of the Generalissimo of the Alliance, who made him famous in the kingdoms, he would have almost been willing to be unknown. And he has always used his practical actions to convey his belief to everyone, when the people need him, he must be the one who bravely stands up and takes responsibility. And Oss ......"

Danas was looking forward to hearing a definition from Sir Lothar's mouth.

"He's not an ordinary person, and he never wants to leave problems to ordinary people to solve...... All I can say is that the pressure on his shoulders is never easier than anyone else's. And if anyone can stand up in a desperate situation and turn the tide, I think that among the seven kingdoms of the human race, Oss is probably the only one who has both strength and courage. ”

Danas was noncommittal, but said, "And you, sir, I believe that you are the one who can turn the tide, and you did." ”

Sir Lothar stood up and said, "Mellas is more like me when I was younger, and I have never been able to turn the tide. Ha, a good commander may not be a hero, and a hero may not be able to command the overall situation, but it is undeniable that they all have outstanding talents and excellent qualities, and they are the leaders of the alliance now and in the future. ”

Speaking of this, Sir Lothar smiled and patted Danas's unwashed armor: "Of course, there is also our brave 'Troll Enemy'!" I'm so proud of you! ”

Danas scratched his head in embarrassment, and it was probably only in the presence of his grandfather, Tolas, and Ser Lothar, that he would show such a childish shyness.

"Alright, let's go around the camp again, and then take a break. Judging by today's marching speed, I'm afraid it will take three days to reach Fort Riptide, and it will not be easy to take care of those ogres. ”

"Yes, Sir!" Danas restrained his expression, bowed and turned to leave, resuming his proper orders and prohibitions in the army, and being meticulous.

As for Sir Lothar's lament that ogres are difficult to manage, it is no wonder, after all, ogres only serve those who can win against them.

If it weren't for the orders given by Oss before he set out, the captains assigned to him, and the dwarves who knew them well with food and wine as encouragement, let alone being managed, it would have been predictable to take up arms and rebel every minute.

……

Then, as Sir Lothar had speculated, it took three full days for their mixed force to pass through the swamp and reach the dry and cool heights of Arathi.

In the south, it also took three days for Oss's expeditionary team to finally emerge from the rainforest with a complex environment, many forces, a hot and humid climate, and extremely ferocious beasts, and reached the checkpoint set by the Chewing Bone Clan at the southern pass, which has been built into a complete city.

"Gololo, are you ready?"

It was nothing more than Oss was sure again and again, hiding from a high place and looking down, the Stoneard covering an area of more than twenty square kilometers was full of people.

In a fortress of this size, once the team has an accident and their identities are exposed, facing well-equipped fortifications, countless soldiers besieging them, and even the possible emergence of strong orcs, Osco does not have the confidence to lead everyone out.

What's more, the mission of the Far Journey Team is to find Deliana and the Episis Crystal, not to come to the rear of the tribe to make a big fuss.

Gololo hung his head and replied impatiently, "Oh, verbose chief, you have asked me several times, and Gololo assures you that there will be no problem. ”

Everyone put on an expression that they wanted to laugh but couldn't laugh, and Oss himself felt embarrassed: "Okay, change your clothes, let's go." ”

Change of clothes?

What to change into clothes?

A few minutes later, Oss, Khadgar, and Fredham changed into slave outfits, which were actually coarse linen textures, which were leaky outfits that could cover important parts.

In contrast, Gothrum and Trid don't have to, they are nothing in the eyes of the orcs, and in terms of size alone, the status of dwarves and gnomes is almost equal to that of goblins, and they are not high anyway.

Then Gololo took the lead, swaggering towards Stonerd's door; Turka followed, followed by Gosrum and Tried as part of Tulgar's private collection; At the end, of course, the four ogres were responsible for "betting" the three of them.

"Hey! What do you do? People of which clan? Approaching, an orc wearing a bone mask asked.

"Uncle, I'll get out of the way!" Without saying a word, Gololo smashed it with a fist bigger than a punching bag.

"Bang!"

Sawdust flew everywhere, and there was a panic, and the thick door made of solid wood shook!

Oss looked at the back and trembled, not knowing that Gololo did it on purpose? Or acting?

He glanced at each other with Khadgar and Fredham, secretly preparing for battle. And what was clearly said before was to keep a low profile as much as possible and pass Stoneard quickly.

It's just that what Oss doesn't know is that Gololo really didn't mean to.

You must know that in Draenor, when the orcs were still nomagus, the ogres had already established the imperial system; While the orcs were still polishing their bones to make weapons, ogres had mastered iron-smelting technology and magic; While the orcs were always starving and stranded, ogres had learned to plant and raise.

For a long time, the ogre's own arrogance and contempt for orcs were by no means something that could be changed by the rise of orcs in just a decade or so.

"Someone! Come on! Stoneard is under attack! ”

Soon, a reorganized squadron of sixty people, fully armed, converged.

However, Gololo's true nature is not over. He clenched his fists and spat out a mouthful of thick phlegm at the orcs of the Bone Chewing Clan, sarcastically, "You think you are hell roaring?!" Well?! Dare to attack the great Lord Gololo! Tell Halkan to get out! ”

Oss and the others watched Gololo pretend to be forced from behind, speechless.

"Bastard! How dare you insult our chieftain! You're looking for death! The orc squadron leader roared.

"Whew! I don't even pay attention to the big chief, Halkan is just a lump of dung leaked by a split-hoof cow! "Gololo can use a metaphor!

"Kill him!" The orc squadron leader gave the order to attack, but he himself did not move.

"Boom!"

Outside the gate, Tulga's wise head controlled his hands to produce a burst of flame, the scorching heat and dazzling fire that attracted the attention of all the orcs!

"Humph!" Gololo twisted his head and walked forward without fear, "I'm not afraid to tell you that I'm Gololo, the son of Tegros, the brother of Gagoros, Gemorox, and Golock, the strongest of the Giant Mallet Clan, and the chief of the guard of Mo Gao, the chief of the Mocking Skull Clan!" ”

"Goo......

"Uh......"

The orc squadrons, led by their squadron leaders, moved out of the way. And every time Gorollo said a name, they swallowed violently, and cold sweat broke out on their foreheads.

As Gololo said, not every orc is a Grom Hellroar, not every clan is a Warsong clan.

At this point, even if the Warhammer Clan has been divided, the many clans that can be split are still not comparable to the small clans like the Chewing Bone Clan, which relied on their loyalty to Guldan and finally stayed behind and never participated in the war. The four names Gololo gave were his father, the chief of the Giant Mallet Clan, the chief of the Sandhammer Clan, and the chief of the Bloodhammer Clan.

Immediately, the group followed Gololo, and under the gaze of the orc squadron and the onlookers, they walked into Stoneard in a grand manner.

At this time, the orc squadron leader suddenly had a stiff neck, and he stopped everyone again: "No, you can't go yet!" ”

"Huh!? Are you looking to challenge the great Gololo!? Gololo looked at him with a fierce look in his eyes, threatening. And this kind of disagreement directly says that the other party wants to challenge his own style of acting, which is fundamentally learned from Oss.

The orc squadron leader was taken aback, and hurriedly threw the weapon in his hand to the side of the road, explaining, "No, no, no, yes...... It was our chief, Lord Harkan, who made it a rule to pay taxes when you crossed! ”

Hearing this, Gololo showed off his strong arms and mighty muscles, and mocked: "Have you ever seen an ogre pay a toll!?" Well!? ”

The thick nasal voice made the orc squadron leader speechless, and he looked like a very angry little daughter-in-law.

However, Gololo seemed to suddenly think of something, he grinned, pointed to Oss behind him and said, "But it's not impossible, find my slave and ask for it, hahahaha!" ”

Oss had a black line in his head, and he knew that Gololo must have done it on purpose this time.

The orc squadron leader got out of the way, first Gololo, then Tulga with Gothrum and Trid, all as if they were all right, looking at Stoner's style by themselves, and no one cared about Oss behind him.

Sure enough, the orc squadron leader stopped Oss and reached out to ask for money.

Oss shook his sleek coarse linen garment and said, "What do you think a slave can have?" ”

Khadgar translated for Oss.

The orc squadron leader was stunned for a moment, and replied heedlessly, and Khadgar translated: "He said that your master said that you would pay the taxes, and if you can't pay them, you will be their slave." ”

Oss couldn't help but roll his eyes, but he had to patiently analyze the orc in front of him: "He is playing tricks on you, whether you are angry or angry, or you use my slave as a tax deduction, he has an excuse to be mad at you." If you really want to go head-to-head with an ogre, go ahead and take me away. ”

The orc squadron leader was stunned and stunned.

Oss added fuel and vinegar, and continued to let Khadgar translate: "How is it, didn't you expect it?" Gololo was no ordinary ogre, his cunning mind was as good as his strength, and he terrified the Alliance. ”

Khadgar, who was working as a translator, couldn't help it, covered his mouth and snickered, and Fredham, who was left behind, turned his head to look at him, and couldn't help but laugh lightly.

"Uh......"

The orc squadron leader subconsciously turned sideways, subconsciously always feeling that the slaves in front of him were unusual, even these ogres were also unusual, but he really couldn't understand what was wrong.

Seeing this, Oss didn't give the orc squadron leader time to reflect, and pulled Khadgar and Fredham to walk a few steps quickly, catching up with Gololo and Tulka in front, as well as Gothrum and Trid, who were smiling and were ignored by the orcs, and who had watched a good show.

"It's boring." Gorolo looked at Oss and muttered quietly.

Oss glared at Gololo and said nothing more. And he, Khadgar, and Fredham walking among the tall and strong ogres are actually not so conspicuous.