Little Sarufar was beaten with a blue nose and swollen face, but fortunately, Sal considered that he was the son of his own guard, so his subordinates showed mercy and only knocked him out. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

He had thought that the Maghan orcs would repuls him when they saw him beating their Overseers, but he was wrong, and the surrounding Maghan orcs looked at him in awe, and there was no resistance as they had imagined.

Thrall has lived too long among the humans and is also the brain-draining chief of the tribe, so the way of thinking about things is inevitably too complicated, in fact, it is very simple to make the orcs obedient, and that is to win their chieftain.

If he had come and beaten up the Overseers earlier, no one would have dared to disobey the orders of the Great Chief.

The Zangar Swamp had left the fugitives to Thrall, who was to leave to the Teroka Forest at once.

He had always had a bad premonition, and after seeing some of the symptoms of drinking demonic blood among these Maghan orcs, he felt that his premonition had been fulfilled, and that a damned Overseer had drunk a forbidden thing for the sake of strength, and Thrall and the old warriors of the tribe were furious.

Demons, that is the culprit that caused the displacement of the orcs, leading to the destruction of their world and home.

Thrall, like all the old orcs, believed that it was a demonic conspiracy, and even thought that the slaughter of their fortress by the Draenei was also a demonic plan.

In short, all bad things will be pushed on the head of the demon, this kind of thinking can't be wrong, if Zhang Li knew it, he would probably wake up with a smile.

Soon, something happened that made Sal's eyes widen.

The group of ogres actually blocked the avenue and opened their bodies, and the sight of various processing ingredients was shocking to see Sal.

"Stop me !!" He roared and rushed forward with a large army, and the ogres quickly spotted them and immediately got ready for them.

"Hah! Small, another bunch of food! Catch them for me! Malloki shouted happily and stood in the first row of the line.

His big man looks very intimidating.

"You're the Ogre King here?"

"That's right, I'm Mal, and Loki is amazing." In the ogre's view, awesome = status.

"Please stop persecuting my people!" Thrall yelled, he didn't dare to rush, Malloki's ogre tribe was numerous, the tribe had gone through hard battles and had no rest at all, he had no hope of winning, he hoped to convince this ogre king with his mouth.

"Persecution? What is that? Is it OK to eat? Malloki scratched his head in confusion, perhaps the word was beyond his knowledge.

"Please let those orcs go."

"Put? No, no, the orcs don't talk about their credit, and Mar must eat them. ”

"You want food? We give! You can have as many as you want, please let them go! Sal shouted hoarsely.

"How much is that?" Malloki seemed to be moved.

"Then I'll have enough food for our clan for a year, and I'll let them go if you're willing."

Only eaten for a year? Sal breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, it seems that this ogre king is quite kind, if it is only for a year, his tribe can afford it.

And just as he was about to say that it was okay, Lexa stopped him.

"Wait Sal."

"My friend, what's the matter with you?"

"Maybe we can use these ogres." Lexa knows ogres, ogres are simple-minded, so it's easy to hold grudges and forget them, and if they can erase the hilarious hatred between them, they may be able to continue to hire these ogres.

The Horde has lost a lot of strength and is in dire need of new power supplies.

"We'll give you food for ten years!" After a little discussion, Thrall made a decision.

"Ten years?!" Malloki's eyes widened, and then he began to fold his fingers, but he was getting more and more confused, ten years, the amount of calculation seemed a little too much to him.

"But we have one condition!"

"Huh? What is it? Malloki asked with a look of cuteness.

"You and your ogres continue to work for us, and we will fulfill our promise to take you out of this broken world!"

As if Sal had reminded him of this, Malloki finally remembered that he wanted to leave Draenor, and nodded in agreement.

It's just that for these ten years, Sal has to supply it in batches.

Halfway through the process, the half-processed "ingredients" were immediately released, and the daywalkers of the Assher church began to get busy, the only healers on this day when there were no shamans.

A bird observes all of this, and sends a secret letter about the ogre's re-employment to the elven messenger, and the secret letter appears on Nozomi's table.

"So, what does this have to do with us?" Sister Xi looked at this urgent secret letter with a smile on her face, and she was very puzzled.

How could Zhang Li even pay attention to this kind of thing?

She felt that something was wrong, because she knew very well that Zhang Li was playing in the palace except for the necessary cultivation, how could he have such idleness.

At the end of the letter, it reads: "What other instructions? ”

"So what do you want me to instruct? Do you continue to spy on the orcs? Is he going to shoot at the orcs? After thinking about it, Sister Xi felt that this thing was not simple.

Then she wrote a letter to Zhang Li to ask, and many days later, Zhang Li wrote back to her, and the content was very simple.

"That ogre chief is our man, you don't have to worry about him, just continue to let him be an undercover agent."

After reading it, Sister Xi slapped the table fiercely: "How many things are you hiding from me!" ”

………………

Camp Rog, where the first goblin pilots to arrive started their business.

The talent points of the dark world are completely not related to technology, so the works of the goblins are really magical in the eyes of everyone.

The flying Iron Bird is already a big surprise, and they also have mechanical critters, fireworks, lighters, bombs, and other gadgets that can be traded.

However, the goblins were disappointed, because the group were refugees, they were too poor to buy their works, but fortunately, there was a local tycoon, and the shy and kind Althea bought all the fireworks for the refugees in the camp to see.

As an assassin, Hilda is fascinated by mechanical gadgets, she can make many kinds of magic traps, but limited to materials, the power of those traps is difficult to increase, and the use of them is not very flexible and reliable, often thrown out and broken when falling on the ground, these mechanical gadgets give her a lot of inspiration, but she doesn't understand the principle at all.

And the ranged professions, including Kashya and Anna, are fooled by a group of goblins to sell muskets.

"It's useless, it's inflexible, and it's low-powered, so it's a tabula rasa." Anna pointed at the musket in defiance, the goblin couldn't understand what she was saying, but she knew she didn't value her goods by the look of disgust on her face.

"This lady, if you don't like it, you can leave, please don't mislead the others, I'm a real treasure here." He spoke in an unkind tone, but Anna didn't understand his words either.

Unlike the discerning Anna, Kashya's eyes glowed almost as she looked at the muskets.

"This ...... These...... It's incredible! ”

"Huh? What's incredible? These rags are slow to fill, and the power is fixed, and many of my skills can't be unleashed with these things. Anna was puzzled by this.

There are no muskets in the Dark World, and the closest thing is a crossbow, but bulky weapons are generally not preferred by advanced marksmen because they are too inflexible.

The bow can adjust its own power, the circle power of the pull will be strong but the rate of fire will be slowed down, the short pull will be weak but the rate of fire can be greatly accelerated, the battlefield is often changing rapidly, as a flexible profession, if Amazon loses such the ability to improvise, it is better to directly take the spear and throw the spear to calculate, then the strength will drop more than a notch.

And most importantly, the bow is no weaker than the crossbow.

In the low magic world, crossbows may be more powerful, but in the wizarding world, those trees or metals often contain terrifying powers, and the bows made from these materials are so extraordinary that ordinary people can't even use them.

People don't even look down on crossbows, let alone muskets.

But Kasha is different, as the leader of Rog, as the boss of the guard who protects Rog's camp, she sees much farther than Anna.

There is no doubt that there are no restrictions on the use of muskets, this weapon can be used by even children, and the gun has a three-point-and-one aiming device, which means that with a little training, it can be used in battle.

With the Monastery occupied, there were only more than a thousand Rog left under her command, and it was too difficult for more than a thousand people to protect this camp, if she could get this weapon, then it would not be too easy to defend against the Sinking Demon or something.

So Kashya explained to Anna truthfully, and Anna suddenly realized.

"Well, it seems that this weapon with a low threshold for use is indeed good, but I don't know if it's expensive or not."

In fact, there is no need to think about it, how can it be inexpensive to buy things from goblins, so they dare not sell expensive to Zhang Li, and others can be pitted.

"What!? You want 600 gold for this thing! This thing can only deal with ordinary Sinking Demons! ”

"Holy! This little ball has to be counted as another money!? ”

Anna yelled at the goblins, and if Kasha hadn't stopped her, she might have haggled over.

The goblin is a completely unwavering posture, he is confident that he has Zhang Li's support, so he is very confident, and he looks like he will eat you.

Beautiful fireworks were released all over the camp, and it was as lively as a festival, and even Akara and Dika Kane were affected by the atmosphere, and they moved chairs to watch the fireworks for the first time in a long time.

"What an amazing race." Dicakane sighed.

"yes, I just don't know if their arrival is a blessing or a curse for us." Even watching the fireworks, Akara is always worried about the future.

"Haha, to be able to create an enviable kingdom, I think he must be a good guy."

………………

In the Black Wasteland, a forgotten tower, a deafening roar echoes here......

There is a wonderful power in this roar, which can make people tremble and at the same time make people feel like they are in a trance.

A tall figure stood here, wearing no armor and only a pair of leather shorts, he was very, very strong, and his explosive muscles were stirring even the air around him.

The most striking thing is the red stripes painted on his body, which looks like Kui Ye, if he is holding the Chaos Blade, then Kui Ye is simply flawless.

But all he was holding was a very inferior machete with a notch.

"Roar!! The sound waves visible to the naked eye shook all around, and the surrounding sheep-headed demons couldn't even stand under this sound wave, and the nearest few were even directly torn apart by the roar.

The fake Kui Ye saw the opportunity, he rushed forward with a brisk step, and the machete was rounded and directly took away a wave of heads, no, sheep's heads.

Such savage and domineering, his posture made the demons feel fearful, and for a while, none of them dared to step forward.

The horrible fellow despised the demons around him, lowered his head and picked up a demon's machete, feeling that it was a little better than his, so he threw his own and picked up another demon's, and he just took one in one hand and rushed up again.

There is no enemy, it may be his case, although this tower is occupied by demons, but there are no high-level demons here, the only two middle-level demons are ten times different from this big guy, the more he kills, the more fun he becomes, the more wild he kills, but suddenly, there is a strange heat sensation on the ground, and a fierce red suddenly emerges, surrounding him and the surrounding demons.

Wall of Fire! The big guy quickly jumped out of the range of the flames, but the strange heat had already burned all the hair on his body, and the only leather shorts had turned into slag, leaving only the middle one dangling......

He looked vigilantly at the other side of the fire, gritting his teeth and holding on, his skin was burned red like boiled shrimp, the red battle marks on his body became less conspicuous, and the aroma of roasted meat permeated the surroundings.

The flames in front of him gradually dissipated, and the big man saw a woman in a bright red robe standing there, her whole body was bumpy, if you didn't look at her face, it was simply a beautiful woman, and if you looked at her face, she was ......

Her pale zombie-like appearance literally turned her rating into a negative one.

At this moment, there was a feeling of heat on the ground again, and the big man looked at the woman who was being guarded by the demon, gritted his teeth and retreated.