Three huge hounds were pulled to Antoun's side, saliva soaking from the corners of their mouths. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

"These orcs have enough for you," Antoun walked over to the three hounds, reaching out and stroking the top of their heads.

These three hounds are all mixed-race hybrids, as for whose blood has been mixed, whose species has been handed over is unknown, but the strength of these three hounds makes all the soldiers dare not underestimate, as the hunting dogs raised by Antus, over the years, Antus has relied on them to personally hunt as many as 10,000 orcs in the deserted plain, and they were all torn into minced meat by these three hounds.

"Go, good boy, take off their heads" Antus took off the muzzle from the mouth of the hound, took the glass jar handed by a soldier next to him, I saw him put his hand into the glass jar, stirred it lightly, and when he stretched it out again, his hand was already stained with the blood of a hand, Antos wiped the face of each hound a few times, feeling the strong smell of blood, and the three hounds suddenly became restless.

"Come on!" Antous laughed.

"Wang!"

Like three black whirlwinds, the three hounds instantly pounced on Yang Xiu and those orcs of the Black Iron Tribe.

......

"Wang!"

To everyone's surprise, the three hounds died on the spot before they could show their wildness, and their death was very miserable, as if they had been corroded from the inside.

"Huh?" Yang Xiu looked at his hands strangely, as if he could suddenly feel the blood in everyone's body.

"What's going on?!Antoon was very shocked to see this sudden change, it was so weird, the three hounds he raised lost their lives like this, as if they were poisoned, could it be that these orcs did it?

"Drink" raised the battle axe with one hand, as the first warrior of the Black Iron Tribe, Duronda couldn't bear it, and shouted: "Fight with them!"

All the orcs rushed after him towards Anthun.

"Oh no!" Seeing this, Antoon hid directly behind his guards, and then shouted: "Kill them bastards! Shoot! Shoot me!"

"Ugh!"

"Uh!" "Uh!"

All the soldiers suddenly clutched their throats, as if something was growing inside and was about to emerge.

Yang Xiu's eyes suddenly opened, his eyes were full of red light, and all the people were like stickmen with blood flowing in his eyes.

"Don't come here, I'm the Grand Duke of Maran!If you dare to do anything to me, Maran won't let you go!" Antoon roared in panic, but it was useless, his soldiers could no longer protect him, and Duronda angrily swung a thigh bone of some kind of monster and smashed it at Antoon's head.

”bong“

The Grand Duke's skull burst in an instant, and he couldn't die anymore.

......

The dawn of the morning peeked out from the other side of the horizon, and Duronda had been clutching the battle axe in his hand, every word that Old Gus had said before still echoing in his ears.

All the orcs before only recognized Yang Xiu's identity as a chief after obeying the orders of Old Gus, but since what happened last night, every orc has looked at him with admiration, the orcs worship power, and the Black Iron Tribe can survive, and Yang Xiu has a great relationship, if it weren't for him, everyone would have died under the musket of the Antun hunting team.

"Yang Xiu!"

Hearing Duronda's voice, Yang Xiu subconsciously turned his head. I saw Duronda kneeling down on one knee and raising the battle axe in his hand high above his head: "Please lead us, please lead the Black Iron Tribe!"

Seeing Duronda's behavior like this, the surrounding orcs all followed suit, raising their weapons with some momentum, Gus looked at his clansmen with satisfaction and nodded, they can really want to follow Yang Xiu, it is definitely a great help to the Black Iron Tribe.

"Get up, I know" Yang Xiu nodded, he didn't know why, he suddenly had a feeling that he had been the chief of the Black Iron Tribe for a long time, as if he had lived in the Deserted Plains for a long time.

"If you want to make the Black Iron Tribe stronger, your number is far from enough, and more orcs must be needed to join the Black Iron Tribe."

The barren plain lacks resources, and food is all supplied by hunting animals, and with the large number of orcs hunting in recent years, the number of animals is disappearing at a rapid rate every year, and food is becoming more and more difficult to find. On the barren plain, the three unique water outlets are in the hands of the three super-large tribes of the orcs, and the orcs of the other tribes must exchange food if they want to obtain water resources, which has to be said to be very dictatorial.

Yang Xiu roughly learned some basic information from Duronda's mouth, in addition to the orcs on the Silent Plains, there are three native races, namely the bear people, goblins, and jackals, and the four races will fight with each other for territory and food in their daily lives.

Among the four races, the strength of the bear-people is the strongest, but the bear-people's ability to reproduce is low, so they cannot compete with the large number of orcs for dominance of the desolate plains, and the orcs are the second strongest among the four races, the jackals are the third, and the goblins are the fourth.

"Gnoll ...... Jemry?no, who is Jemry, how do I know his name?" Yang Xiu suddenly had the image of a thin gnoll in his mind, this gnoll man was still standing with Duronda, and next to him stood an orc with an arm armor on his right arm.

"Duronda, are there any gnolls near here?" Yang Xiu immediately asked.

"Ahh

"Okay, then you quickly take me to find the gnoll, the sooner the better" Yang Xiu urged, he had a hunch that if he wanted to figure out what the memories that kept appearing in his mind were going on, he had to find those in his memory.

Under the leadership of Duronda, a group of people from the Black Iron Tribe searched and found a gnolls crypt, jackals are good at digging soil, they like to build their nests underground, usually do not go out during the day, and only go out at night to forage for food, jackals are also social creatures, so each crypt usually lives in dozens of more than a dozen gnolls.

The height of the hole in this gnoll crypt is only as high as Yang Xiu's forehead, and the orcs must bend their bodies very low if they want to enter, and the ground is pitch black, making it impossible to see the situation inside.

"Chief, there should be a few gnolls living in here, these guys are very cunning, it's better for you to stand in the back, otherwise you can easily get hurt," Duronda reminded.

"Okay, then you call them out, you'd better control it"

"Haha, no need to scream, I'll just take someone in and bring them out, Big Foot, Yellow Tooth Mouth follow me in" Duronda laughed and led two orcs who were more than two meters tall and bent down into the crypt.

It didn't take long for a hoarse roar to come from the depths of the crypt, and Yang Xiu, who was standing behind a number of orcs, watched Duronda's yellow-haired hunchbacked gnolls come out of the crypt with a yellow-haired hunchback under their armpits on each side, these gnolls had fierce eyes, trying to get rid of Duronda's control, but unfortunately, Duronda's bulging muscles firmly clamped their mouths together, and now even speaking out loud became a problem.