A dazzling flash of holy light flashed, and the young orc assassin subconsciously took a few steps back. The panic of losing his sight made the immature assassin even more frightened.

Fu Hang has always adhered to the characteristics of taking advantage of your illness to kill you, quickly removed the ash messenger from his back, and waved vigorously with his left hand, the hammer of justice.

This heavy blow slashed across the waist of the young orc. However, Fu Hang didn't want his life, and instead swept him out with the back of his sword.

The young man who came back to his senses accepted people, and he had already been supported by the aviation control. The dagger that was supposed to be lying across Fu Hang's neck was also knocked to the ground at this moment, and a wide giant sword was placed horizontally around his neck, making him unable to move.

"Now the roles have been reversed, and they say, what the hell is the water in this well of eternity." Fuhang asked aggressively.

Although the young orc tilted his head to the side: "If you become a king or lose a villain, you will kill or chop, and you will listen to it." ”

"Oh, it's quite backbone. However, I don't really want to know about the water in this well of eternity, so how can I torture you to death? Fu Hang terrorized the young orc.

Beads of sweat the size of soybeans oozed from the young orc's forehead, and if it was as the cunning human had said, wouldn't he really be dying here? No, my revenge has not been avenged, and I can't die!

The young orc gasped and looked at Fuhang with fierce eyes: "I can make a deal with you." ”

Trade? Fu Hang was interested, and asked along with his words: "What kind of deal, you might as well talk about it." ”

"I can help you get your food and grass back."

Fuhang could make a thoughtful look, and it was clear that the young orc didn't want to die, and since he was afraid of death, he could be used. Fu Hang remembered an extremely shady trick. I still have a little bit of the dim sum I ate yesterday, maybe it can come in handy today.

Fuhang hesitated, he must do something like it. "Yes, but you'll have to eat it first."

Fuhang took a small cake out of his bosom and brought it to the young orc's mouth.

"What is this? The young orc looked at Fuhang with repulsion and said.

Fu Hang couldn't stop laughing, and his vicious eyes made the young orc assassin's heart furious.

"Make a deal with me, how can you not pay a price, this is poison, called rotten bone piercing cake, you have to take the antidote once a month, otherwise you will rot physically and mentally and die."

The young orc only felt a chill in his back, his teeth chattered, he only felt that the human in front of him was not as unbearable as he imagined, his approach and way of doing it was more like a demon who kills people without blinking.

Seeing that the orc assassin was hesitant, Fu Hang gave up with a look of abandonment: "Forget it, I'll end you up now." ”

"Wait, I'll eat!"

The orc assassin looked resolute and swallowed the 'Rotten Bone Piercing Heart Cake' into his stomach in one gulp.

"Very well, now you will definitely go, I will act as if nothing happened, and I will not reveal your identity. We'll be off in a moment. Fu Aerial patted the dust off his body, carried the ash messenger back on his back, and said easily.

After a corner, Fu Hang took out the 'Rotten Bone Piercing Heart Cake' and stuffed it into his mouth. complained: "Give you a snack, I'm afraid of being like that." What an assassin, go home and practice for two more years. ”

After leaving the sentry, there was another member of Fuhang's team. It was the young orc assassin. On the way to the northwestern outpost, Fuhang asked the taciturn orc assassin and learned that his name was Talma.

For this name, Fuhang is very unfamiliar. However, when Fuhang wanted to continue to ask which clan the young orc belonged to, the orc assassin remained silent.

According to Talma's information to Fuhang, not far from the northwestern sentry post, there was a cave where the tribe's grain and grass were gathered. Fu Hang also learned that the Shadow Council had begun to plant its own forces in the Barren Lands, and this time intercepting the Horde's food and grass was so that the remaining members of the Shadow Council could survive in the Barren Lands.

Soon, Fuhang's team arrived at the sentry. The rest of the squad hid behind the massive rubble and arranged their mission. "Bane Bloodhoof, Cartier, Thatch, you investigate around this sentry to see if there are any caves or tunnels, and once you've found the location of the grain and grass, come with me. I'll go to the sentry with this orc soldier to meet them for a while, and remember, if you find it, you'll meet us as soon as you can. ”

"Action." The members of the squad performed their duties and quickly threw themselves into the task

Talma sneered, "You don't want to go to this sentry alone. ”

Fuhang smiled and said, "How can I be alone, isn't there still you?" We are now tied to a rope and grasshoppers, you must do your best to protect me, otherwise I will die, and you will not be far away. ”

"You, despicable." Talma said as she stared at Fuhang.

"Each other, each other."

Fuhang didn't say too much nonsense, and directly entered the sentry post with Talma.

As Fu Hang expected, these orcs were all warlocks, and each of them had fourth-order strength.

If nothing else, there should be a leader. However, Fuhang has not found it yet. Seven fourth-order warlocks, their own teams have gathered, and if nothing else, they should be able to take them all. However, Fuhang was also very puzzled, how could the convoy of more than 100 orcs escorting grain and grass be paid for by these seven orc warlocks?

Could it be that they are using the power of the Burning Legion again? It's not impossible, in the previous battle, Fuhang had seen such a warlock who summoned the Hellfire Legion and the Hell Imp.

Fu Hang seemed very cautious, and since entering this camp, he has not said a word. The orc next to him didn't pay attention to him, but yelled at Talma: "Stupid boy, don't do your job well, how did you bring a human to the sentry. ”

Ignoring the roaring orc, Talma asked, "What about Lord Rog?" Why is he not at the sentry, I have something to talk about with him. ”

All the orc warlocks gathered around, obviously hostile to the humans in front of them. Fuhang had known that these were warlocks for a long time, but his team members didn't arrive, and he still didn't act rashly.

Fu Hang delayed the time and said: "Ah, big brother orcs, I am a friend of the tribe, not your enemy, let's see, today's sun is not extraordinarily warm." ”

The warlocks looked at each other, and it was obvious that since they didn't do anything, they didn't know the strength of this human. Lord Gul'dan has not yet come to the Barren Lands, and it would be unwise to expose it early.

"It's a friend of the tribe, then we have to entertain you well, come and sit in the tent." The orc at the head said with a smile on his face.

Fu Hang excused himself: "I was ordered by the big chief to adjust the matter of grain and grass, but unexpectedly, the past few days have passed, and there is no result at all." ”

"Didn't the team that investigated the grain and grass all rushed back to Ash Valley?" An orc said.

The leader of the orcs glared at him, apparently because he had slipped his mouth.

Fu Hang smiled in his heart, with a questioning look on his face: "How did this orc brother know?" "No wonder, on his own mission, Talma would rush to the sentry post to assassinate himself, and it turned out that among the tribes of the Gray Valley, there were also small works to save zài.