"I'm sorry, I don't think I can live up to your expectations of me, everyone under your command is stronger than me, and they all seem to be more capable as a patriarch" Yang Xiu refused. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

"But the most powerful thing in this world is wisdom, and the orcs lack this, Yang Xiu, your arrival is definitely not an accident, it is a gift from the gods to our Black Iron Tribe" Gus persuaded unwillingly.

"......" to the end, Yang Xiu still did not agree to become the chief of the Black Iron Tribe, as a student who had just passed through the world of science and technology, he couldn't accept that he would become a leader of more than a dozen orcs who would only appear in the movie to fight in the east and west, and then make this weak tribe stronger, which was simply.

Old Gus asked Yang Xiu to stay in the tent and think about it, after all, the new chief had already been determined and could no longer be replaced.

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At the same time, on the eastern border of the Deserted Plains, a magnificent steel fortress was built here a hundred years ago.

"Click"

A huge gate of tens of thousands of catties was slowly lowered by the iron cable, and dozens of human soldiers on war horses escorted four carriages out of the steel fortress, their armor looked very fine, and they also carried a weapon like a shotgun behind them.

"Uncle, is it enough for us to hunt orcs this time?" Inside the carriage, a gorgeously dressed young man bent his head and asked the middle-aged man sitting beside him.

Since humans drove the orcs into the Deserted Plains a hundred years ago, this territory on the continent of Perdivia has been set up as a prison-like existence, and the orcs in the Deserted Plains are like prey, and the human nobles will enter it with their guards to hunt those sparsely numbered tribes.

Antus was a noble nobleman who loved to hunt orcs, and the famous executioner of the kingdom, every year he would lead his hunting team into the deserted plains for a multi-day journey of torture, and the muskets and gunpowder they brought in could make those orcs have no resistance in the face of slaughter, even the most powerful orcs will only die under the muskets of the hunting team.

Looking at his nephew who came out with him to experience this time, Antus replied with a smile: "Your uncle and I brought out are all experienced elites, those orcs are not our opponents at all, don't worry, Anranx, I have killed tens of thousands of orcs on my hands, and we can shoot those stupid guys a hundred meters away."

The human hunting party soon marched into the hinterland of the Deserted Plains, and the huge gate of the Steel Fortress was slowly opened, and soon there was no movement

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"Human, this is your dinner today" Duronda handed a fat roast leg of lamb to Yang Xiu, since there were only sixteen clansmen left in the Black Iron Tribe, all the daily meals except for the sentinels who were surveying outside, everyone gathered in a circle to eat, according to Old Gus, this could deepen the feelings between the clansmen.

The scorching sun sets over the mountain, and in the night, a bright moon rises.

In the Black Iron Tribe, in addition to the two orcs standing guard, fifteen people, including Gus and Yang Xiu, were all around the fire eating the antelope they had just captured today.

"Yang Xiu, have you considered being the chief of the Black Iron Tribe?" asked Gus after taking a bite of meat.

All the orcs immediately set their eyes on Yang Xiu, they were still able to listen to Gus's orders, Gus said that whoever is the chieftain will be the chief. Since that day, Yang Xiu descended from the sky and snatched the chieftain's position from Duronda by mistake, these orcs of the Black Iron Tribe have already acquiesced to this human chief in their hearts.

"That Gus, to be honest, I still haven't thought it through, I don't know how to be a qualified chief, you look at the tribesmen of the Black Iron Tribe, they are all stronger than me, they are all faster than me, if it weren't for you, I probably wouldn't even be able to eat food at night, do you really want to give me the position of chief?" Yang Xiu said helplessly.

The orcs present were all fluttered by Yang Xiu's words, that's right, if Yang Xiu is it, I'm afraid he won't even be able to catch an antelope, although this human being is very weak, but it is still very full of people who sound comfortable when it comes to the truth.

Hundreds of meters away in the darkness, a convoy of horses parked in the wilderness was looking at the light of the fire in the Black Iron Tribe, and Antus stood outside the carriage, quietly observing the situation of this orc tribe from the delicate monoculars in his hand.

"Luckily, I met a small tribe with not a lot of people, which is very suitable for us to have a massacre" Antos put away his binoculars and waved his big hand, and the entire convoy immediately moved into action, heading in the direction of the Black Iron Tribe.

"Chief, enemy attack!" Just as Yang Xiu was eating the roast leg of lamb in his hand, an orc who was supposed to be on guard rushed in from outside the territory of the Black Iron Tribe, and he ran to Gus's side, quickly recounting what he had discovered.

"Is it a human?" Gus frowned, every year on the Deserted Plains, many orcs die at the hands of the human hunting team that came out of the steel fortress, this group of humans hunted down the orcs as prey, and then hunted them brutally, Gus has only heard about the human hunting team from the mouths of other tribes of orcs, but he didn't expect to be bumped into by the Black Iron Tribe today.

"Chief, let me deal with them, these guys are too arrogant, it's not enough to drive the orcs into this hellish place, and dare to come in and provoke" Duronda, as the first warrior of the Black Iron Tribe, had already dropped the roast lamb in his hand and lifted the battle axe.

Gus grabbed him with one hand and said to everyone: "If you can't fight, our Black Iron Tribe can't be less than anyone anymore."

"Orcs fight uselessly!"

"Fight or die!"

"Go out and kill those humans!"

More than a dozen orcs were affected by Duronda, and they all took up their weapons and stood up and roared.

Yang Xiu was overjoyed when he heard that there were traces of humans outside the Black Iron Tribe, this sudden situation seemed to be able to get rid of the entanglement of these orcs, and maybe he could be brought back to the human territory by those humans outside.

"No, we have to leave, the Black Iron Tribe must pass on, you're all dead, and Black Iron is gone!" Gus said angrily.

"Chief, if we just run away, it looks like we're scared of those people," Duronda said unwillingly.

"Do you know why I will let Yang Xiu be the new chief? Look at how you can lead the Black Iron Tribe with such a temper, you don't have the calmness and thinking that a chief should have, let you lead the Black Iron, you will only go to destruction, follow me, the Black Iron Tribe cannot perish" Under Gus's strong order, the orcs called back the last sentry outside and evacuated in the other direction.

It's a pity that Antus has already sent people to surround the way out around the Black Iron Tribe, looking at the dozen orcs who fled in panic, Antus smiled and picked up a musket, and with the torch in the hands of the soldier next to him, aimed at an orc who was fleeing.

"Snap" the muzzle of the gun lit up.

An orc beside Yang Xiu immediately fell to the ground, and on the back of his bare head, a blood hole the size of a thumb appeared, and blood flowed out in a loud manner, and it seemed that he had lost his life.

Seeing this situation, Yang Xiu's eyes were full of flowers, his lower body was weak for a while, and he sat down directly on the ground, orcs are also life, the first time he saw someone die in front of his eyes, this is simply unimaginable for Yang Xiu, this world does not seem to be so safe, a life is actually said to be dead.

"Yang Xiu, stand up!" walked the latest, and Gus, who was broken in the back, saw Yang Xiu sitting on the ground, and hurriedly stepped forward to help him up.

Antus's nephew happened to see this scene with his glasses, and shouted with some surprise: "Uncle, there is a human in that group of orcs!"

"Oh? It's really a cheap guy to mix with orcs, you must not let this kind of person live in the world in the name of a human being" Antous directly aimed the musket in his hand, but this time it was aimed at Yang Xiu, who was also a human.

"Hurry up, these human weapons can kill people from a long distance" Old Gus pulled Yang Xiu up and ran forward with his weak body, at this time, a chill permeated Old Gus's heart, and the reactions he had practiced in battle since childhood made him block Yang Xiu and rush to the side for the first time.

"Smack!" Antos flashed his musket.

"Poof!"

"Chief Gus!"

An iron egg pierced Gus's chest, and Yang Xiu watched as the bullet passed through Old Gus's body and then flew out grazing his shoulder. Ahead, Duronda looked back and saw all this, but he couldn't do anything about it, so he ran to Gus, who was already lying on the ground.

Yang Xiu...... Please lead the Black Iron Tribe...... Please help the Black Iron Tribe no longer threatened by humans......" From the fountain of blood gushing from Old Gus's chest, he could see that his vitality was constantly fading, but the first thing that came to his mind was everything about the Black Iron Tribe.

Yang Xiu was speechless, the iron egg was shot at him from the position, if it wasn't for Gus's block, then there was no doubt that it would be himself who was lying on the ground waiting to die at this moment, so it seemed that he undoubtedly owed this old orc a life.

"Yang Xiu, please promise to be the chief of the Black Iron Tribe......" Old Gus gasped and begged.

"Okay, I promise you, I will, and I will definitely take everyone of the Black Iron Tribe out of the Deserted Plains!" Yang Xiu gritted his teeth and looked at Old Gus and said solemnly.

A smile appeared on the old orc's face, and he said goodbye to Duronda with his last strength: "You must protect Yang Xiu...... He is the future ...... of the Black Iron Tribe Hopeful"

After speaking, he quietly took out a yellowed finger bone from his arms and stuffed it into Yang Xiu's pants pocket, all of which Yang Xiu didn't notice because of the dim environment.

When Old Gus closed his eyes, Yang Xiu inexplicably felt that his body was much heavier, and he had a feeling that he had accepted the favor of others and had not yet paid it off, but the other party could no longer receive his own return.

The time he spent with Old Gus was less than two days, and he was willing to use his body to block that deadly bullet for Yang Xiu, which Yang Xiu would never have imagined before it happened.

Looking at the corpse of old Gus, Duronda was about to resist him to his shoulder, but Antus's cavalry had already chased him, Yang Xiu had no choice but to pull Duronda's body up and shout: "Follow me! You must live before we can avenge Gus!"

The two of them didn't even have time to take away the corpse of Old Gus, so they could only run into the darkness in front of them aggrievedly, Yang Xiu looked back at the human hunting team, and disappeared into the night with the remaining orcs, and the body of Old Gus was recovered by Antus.

"Open the fourth carriage! not a single lowly orc shall be spared!" Antous said with a gloomy face when he saw that he had gone to such great lengths to kill only one old orc in the end.

The soldiers of the hunting team hurriedly ran to the carriage at the end of the group, and heard a low exhalation sound in the carriage, which made people feel a little creepy, and the two soldiers stepped forward to open the door of the carriage, and saw that in the dim carriage, three hounds with mixed coats and shapes as big as a calf were lying quietly on the ground, and these three vicious dogs had hideous faces, fangs exposed, and a large amount of saliva flowed out of them.

"Go and pull it out," the captain of the hunting party ordered, but none of the soldiers around made a move, but looked at each other, not daring to approach the three hounds.

"I said pull it out, can't you hear me?" grabbed the nearest soldier near him, and the captain shouted loudly, throwing him directly into the carriage.

"Wang!" Feeling the breath of the living creature, the three-day hound suddenly stood up and pounced fiercely on the hapless soldier.

"Help me, save me!" Although the hound had a muzzle on his mouth to prevent biting, the soldier still shrunk into a ball in panic, and for three days the hound tried to bite it to pieces through the muzzle, and his thick calves stepped directly on the soldier's body, pressing him unable to move.

"Now," said the captain of the hunting team again, and immediately several soldiers climbed into the carriage with thick chains, put the chains on the heads of the hounds, and dragged the three big guys out of the carriage with great difficulty.