Humans who fall into the hands of orcs have an absolute high incidence of infectious diseases. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info orcs have no organizational ability, they can't count more than ten or more, they will only use whips and slaughter, once the number exceeds five hundred, they are completely out of line, like driving sheep and cattle, marching nest by litter, without any order and rules.

This time, the number of people exceeded 5,000, and the outbreak rate of infectious diseases was 100 percent.

At this time, it should break out in the early stage, let the thousand legions pass, divide into small groups, prohibit and supervise acts that harm each other, isolate the sick, clean up, and save the majority.

"The loot I need is an altar and a shaman."

"My lord, all the altars of the six tribes have been brought for you, and the shaman has only found three. Among them, the evil shaman of the mountain ghost tribe, the bastard who used poisonous evil spirits to slaughter the warriors of our tribe, was also caught and was hanging outside.

As long as you give the order, we will cut it with a thousand cuts. ”

Zhu Liu hurriedly stretched out his hand and grabbed it: "Kill it, where can I find a poisonous evil spirit." Untie it and ask it to come in. I sent all the altars to the tent. Also, seven tribes, why are six altars, and one is gone? ”

"Tell the king, after the coyotes destroyed the Flying Fish tribe, they killed all the people, and even the altar was smashed. So there are only six left. ”

"it, this loser. Alright, you go down. ”

Then, two orc warriors walked in with the old man, who looked very strange in his colorful clothes, all of which were made of unknown leaves and grass, as well as painted paint of his own configuration. It had multiple wounds on its body, apparently beaten.

"Greetings to the Great Golden Retriever Beastmaster." The old man was polite and calm, and when his eyes swept over the totem divine weapon in Zhu Liu's hand, he would flash such a fine light.

Zhu Liu sneered: "The shaman of the mountain ghost tribe took refuge in the red earth tribe and slaughtered the warriors of the mother clan. Do you know what happens to shamans who betray their tribes? ”

"It will be consumed by fire."

"You're not afraid?"

The old man looked left and right, and said mysteriously, "Your Majesty, you won't kill me." ”

Zhu Liu's plan to be the first to get off the horse went bankrupt, and he directly threatened: "You are right, I have no intention of killing you." But every orc you meet from this tent, from the door to the end of the line, wants to kill you.

The only one who can save your life is me. What are you going to trade for your life. ”

"A poisonous ghost, enough to buy my life back." The old man of the orc let out a hoarse laugh, as if he was holding everything in his hand, which inexplicably annoyed Zhu Liu.

Orcs tend to have dumb heads, but shamans are an exception, the wise and elder of the tribe.

Shamans are old men, but not really. These creatures are all born crippled, born with wrinkled faces, like evil spirits, and short limbs that do not allow them to be warriors, but their intelligence is very high, beyond the average human, and they are revered as shamans.

It's like the relationship between a wolf and an embarrassment.

Don't look at this guy dying, maybe he is not even five years old.

"If you sacrifice a poisonous spirit, I will save your life."

"Boom." The shaman took a strange shape, laughing and crying, untied a straw ring from his belt, held it in both hands and handed it to the guard next to him.

"My lord, this is the poisonous spirit of the mountain ghost tribe. But this thing can only be controlled by us shamans, and I have refined it myself, soaked it for many years, and can exert its greatest power. ”

Zhu Liu took it from the guards, a sturdy and quaint grass ring, hung with colorful bells, the bells were placed in his ears to listen, and there seemed to be the cry of a ghost.

"That's it. Hand over the refining method and the method of use. ”

The shaman's face changed, and he didn't seem to be very happy, and the surrounding soldiers were watching, and he had no choice, and handed over an ancient scroll tremblingly, and through the soldiers, it was transferred to Zhu Liu's hand.

"Great Golden Retriever Beastmaster, I have studied poisonous spirits for twenty years and have some unique opinions, I want to dedicate it to you?" The shaman opened his mouth and spoke, without a few teeth in his mouth, looking eerie and terrifying, with a hint of flattering smile, which was even more terrifying.

"That shaman, to put it bluntly," another shaman opened his tent and walked in. Zhu Liu was a little helpless, two shamans, if they don't explain, who knows which one to call. Zhu Liu had no choice but to point with his finger to signal, the one from the Flying Fish Tribe.

Ordinary orcs have no name, only a few nicknames. Only after the warrior was baptized, the first beast he hunted was its name. For example, coyotes, dryads, and the like.

Shamans do not follow this procedure, often a tribe has only one shaman, directly referred to as a shaman.

Zhu Liu felt that there were too many people in the tribe, and the rules and regulations were a big problem, so he had to name these guys.

"Tell me your opinion, and I'll reward you with a box of jewelry."

"Thank you, Great King, this volume of Poisonous Ghost Spell was passed down from ancient times by my clan, although I refined it by chance, the quality of the materials used is too poor, and the power is less than one percent.

If the totem god can be refined into a carrier, the power will be greatly increased. I have been studying for twenty years, and I ask you to fulfill me. ”

"In this way, you betrayed the mountain ghost tribe for the sake of the totem divine soldier."

The shaman shook his head and sighed: "Yes, it's a pity that the coyote repented, he was reluctant to give this divine weapon to me." But the wise and great Golden Retriever Beastmaster, you will definitely understand that the totem divine weapon can only exert its greatest power if it is fused with the poisonous evil spirit spell.

And it will become the sharpest knife in your hand, and the kings will surrender. ”

Zhu Liu's face tensed: "Okay, I know, you can go out." ”

"King, King." The shaman waved his hands and shouted, trying to persuade, and the two soldiers carried it out of the tent.

"Thou shalt not do this, my lord; Only the Vicious Spirit Spell can help you become the King of Kings, and you will regret my plan if you don't listen to it. ”

"I said I wouldn't break my promise if I would spare your life, but you've been stripped of your shamanic status. Let's all disperse. Zhu Liu ran back to his own dormitory.

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The tent door opened, and suddenly the door went dark, and a stout orc walked in.

The chief smiled heartily: "Brother is here, please take a seat." ”

The tall orc sat down on the right, his eyes bloodshot, and said in a muffled voice: "Brother-in-law, when will you help me fight back, give me this breath." As long as you can destroy the coyote, you can choose the treasure. ”

"Brother Falcon, I am also very uncomfortable when your Flying Fish tribe suffers this calamity. At this time, there is really no army, our thirteen tribes unite to elect the leader of the alliance, there are more people and there is a problem with food, and it is decided to go to the territory of the human race to plunder, and whoever has more harvest will be elected as the leader of the alliance.

When I become the leader of the alliance and solve the matter of the cunning coyote with just one word, please wait a while. ”