"Drink" The orc waved the weapon in his hand like Jamrey smashed it, this is a hammer made of stone, although it is not an iron weapon, but if it is hit, it will also cause huge damage, James did not dare to underestimate it, and he relied on the jackal's body to escape quickly, and the iron claws on his hand also left a conspicuous wound on the other party's body. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Jamrey lifted off the bloodshot from the claws on his hand, and made a neck wiping motion at the orc with great disdain, and the next moment he took the initiative to attack, and galloped on the ground with his quick limbs, Jamrey went around behind the other party, jumped up directly, hugged the orc's neck with both hands, and the iron teeth on his mouth couldn't help but bite down, and the blood spurted in an instant, and the blood flowed endlessly.

The orc had just tried to grab Jamrey on his back with his backhand, but the gnolls had already jumped off his back, and the iron claw of his right hand tore off a piece of flesh on his heel, revealing the bones inside.

"Ah!!! kill him!

The unspeakable pain spread throughout his body, and the orc fell to the ground and roared vigorously in his mouth.

The rest of the orcs saw that their companions had been injured by the jackal in such a short time, and they couldn't help but surround them, restricting Jamrry's movements.

"Look how you hide now"

Jemurray is also anxious in his heart, why haven't his own people come to support him, do things at this speed, and when this incident passes, he must educate himself well.

Although he was waiting for reinforcements in his heart, Jemrey couldn't watch himself sit still, at this moment, his talent as a jackal was completely brought into play, his sturdy body continued to dodge under the attacks of several orcs, and as the encirclement of the other party was getting closer and closer, Jemry's reinforcements finally arrived, and the gnoll's iron spear pierced through these guys who shot at Jemurry, subduing them all.

"Why are you here so slowly" A dozen gnolls rushed over in full gear, and they hurriedly walked to Jamry's side and said, "Sorry to come slowly"

"Forget it, drag these orc corpses out, it seems to be getting more and more peaceful recently, there will be more and more such cases, you should be careful when you guard" Jamrey looked at the broken hanging door and said to himself, "It's time to speed up the progress of repairs"

At the same time, the north of the castle is located more than ten kilometers away.

It was a small tribe that had been lucky enough to survive this human raid, numbering about twenty to thirty people, and there were no orc priests.

Duronda led his men to stop outside the tribe and looked, the sentinels on the other side should have discovered their group, a group of orcs wearing leather armor and holding weapons walked out of the tribe, looking at Duronda and the others vigilantly.

"Call your chieftain, I've got something to look for him," Duronda shouted at the orcs. I saw a thin orc coming out of the crowd on the other side, and he had to use crutches to even move.

"I'm Hans, the chief of the Skyfire tribe, what do you want to do outside my tribe" The old orc looked at Duronda with deep hostility in his eyes.

"You should know what I'm here for, don't pretend, are you going to take all the tribe with me or are you going to fight me?" Duronda stepped forward with his fists in his hands, this is the rule of orcs, if you want a tribe to submit to you, you have to beat them with your fists.

"Arrogant fellow," Hans said, turning to an orc behind him, "call Michael over"

Duronda doesn't care what this old orc says, he must go back with more captives this time, so as to increase the scale of the Black Iron Tribe, the old orc is the chief of this tribe, Duronda didn't say a word, ran up and beat the other party, and the people brought out by Duronda also found an orc from the other tribe as their group object.

"Oops...... Oops...... Don't fight" I don't know who has been calling very unproductively, Duronda feels like he is playing a punching bag, and the other party does not fight back at all, which is very refreshing.

The battle lasted for several minutes, and only then did a sturdy orc come out of the Tianhuo tribe, and he shouted blankly to everyone: "Father, where are you?"

Duronda withdrew his fist and looked at the orc, the old orc had already fallen to the ground, his nose and face were swollen very pitifully, and he suspected that he had been broken by Duronda.

"Father!" Michael hurriedly ran over and picked Hans up from the ground, the orc looked at Hans, who was half dead, and asked, "Father, are you okay?"

He ...... He's, it's all him," Hans said, pointing to Duronda to the side.

"How dare you make a move on my father!" Michael stood up angrily, and without saying anything, he threw a punch directly at Duronda.

"Bang"

Duronda is not a weak character either, Michael is obviously an orc who has not even activated the power of fanaticism, how can he be Duronda's opponent.

Steadily taking the opponent's fist, Duronda said: "Your strength is too weak, follow me so you won't have too much loss"

"I won't surrender," Michael said unconvinced, but his attack was so inadequate in Duronda's eyes, just like an adult and a child playing with him, Duronda grabbed Michael by the neck and forcibly pressed him to the ground, his fist kept calling the other party's head.

Punching into the flesh, Michael was suppressed and couldn't move, and the old orc Hans also saw the gap between his side and Duronda at this time, and couldn't help but shout weakly: "We are willing to surrender!"

"No! I don't agree! Father, if he dares to beat you, I will definitely get you back" Michael was young and vigorous, and he insisted on it stiffly.

Hans persuaded bitterly: "Michael, you are not his opponent, anyway, our tribe now exists very reluctantly, it is better to join someone else's tribe"

The chiefs had said so, and the others had any fighting spirit, and all of them had stopped struggling, except for Michael who was still protesting.

"Well, Hans, persuade your child, my tribe is very strong, and the chief is a strong man, and he will not let you down," Duronda said.

......

Just when Duronda conquered a tribe, Pal and Iron Hand also had their own gains, the small tribe was not an opponent for these three people at all, even the middle tribe could easily win it with Pal with his personal ability, and the ability of the orc priest of the middle tribe was not at the same level as Pal at all, at most, it could only activate the fanatical power in the tribe's body.

The three of them are all working hard for the Black Iron Tribe, as long as the scale is reached, the Black Iron Tribe can increase its scale and move away from the wasteland and move to the coast.

And a certain unlucky chief is still dreaming of his sweet dream, maybe he has been trapped underground for too long, Yang Xiu has slept for an unusually long time, in the dream Yang Xiu saw a lot of strange things, there are some of his own experiences on the earth, and there is also a belt of light full of stars, in this belt of light there are countless floating golden boats, on which are some strange-looking guys, and finally in an inexplicable sense of falling, Yang Xiu woke up from his sleep.

"It turned out to be a dream, ......" (To be continued.) )