Derek was once a powerful orc priest, and after saving Amrikode, the two grew the Iron Song tribe into one of the three most powerful orc tribes. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

But in the end, Derek didn't tell Yang Xiu what happened at the beginning, why Amrikode died, why he fell into the curse magic of humans and lost the ability of a priest, and what happened to the rebellion of the Iron Song Tribe, the truth behind all this was hidden in his heart by Derek.

"Duronda's fanatical power hidden deep in the orc bloodline has been activated by me, and now he can fight against five ordinary orcs at the same time," Derek seemed to be tired after doing what he had just done, and the whole person sat cross-legged on the ground, and said breathlessly.

"Chief, I feel that my whole body is full of strength" Duronda puffed out his biceps, as if he had eaten hundreds of strong pills, and as he spoke, Yang Xiu could see the breath spurting from Duronda's nostrils.

"That, can you change back first, I see that you have a headache" With Yang Xiu's request, Duronda's figure shrank, and he soon became his usual appearance.

"Okay, I agree to your request, but if you want me to face an opponent of this level of the Iron Song Tribe, the current Black Iron Tribe will definitely not win, I must also reach the same level as the Iron Song Tribe to do what I promised you" Yang Xiu nodded in response.

"No problem, with Enricade's experience, you will definitely be able to bring Black Iron into the oasis" Derek was surprisingly confident, and he didn't know if he believed in Yang Xiu, a living person, or a dead ghost.

Let all the orcs come over and gather in front of him, Yang Xiu looked confidently at the orcs in front of him who were crowded into a pile, after Ban Er brought people over to make such a fuss, the number of people in the Black Iron Tribe suddenly doubled, and the originally selected stations that were easy to defend and difficult to attack now seemed slightly crowded.

Yang Xiu summoned Duronda and said, "I'll give you a task, you take these orcs to defeat all the nearby tribes, and bring all the captives back when the time comes, no problem."

"No problem!" Thinking that Duronda had just gained the power of fanaticism, and that he needed a good opportunity to test himself in a battle, he replied.

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Watching Duronda leave the Black Iron Tribe with a group of orcs, Yang Xiu did not sit idle, he wanted to take the Black Iron Tribe into the oasis, this is a long road, if he relies on the development of time and time like this, I am afraid that he will not be able to let the Black Iron reach that point for decades.

"Jamurry, you find ten gnolls, follow me to a place, by the way, bring some guys who are convenient for digging" Yang Xiu led a group of gnolls out of the territory and walked in the other direction.

"Chief, what are we going to do?" asked Jamurray stealthily on the way.

"You'll know when you arrive" Yang Xiu knew Jamry's character, what secrets would jump up and down in a hurry if he hung him a little, like a monkey.

In the basin where the human castle is located, Yang Xiu and Jamurray are hiding in a castle where the guards can't see.

"Chief, how did you find out, you didn't expect the damn humans to enter the Plains of Silence and build a territory here," Jamurry looked at the castle in the distance in surprise.

"This is what the jackal named Lange told me last time, and I didn't kill him for this," Yang Xiu said lightly.

"Chief, what are you bringing us here for?"

"Hehe, I've heard Duronda say that you gnolls are very good at digging holes, you can show me, can you dig a strip from here to the tunnel under that castle" Pointing in the direction of the castle, Yang Xiu gestured for a straight path.

"No problem, I'll take a look," Jamury threw himself on the ground, his big nose sniffing hard through the cracks in the rock.

"The soil here isn't very hard enough to be dug in, chief, we've got to get in the right direction," Jamurray speculated.

"It's okay, you've decided, as long as you can enter the castle at the end," Yang Xiu said indifferently.

After discussing with his clansmen, Jamri began to use the tools in his hand to open the first shovel.

It didn't take long for a large pit to be dug one person deep.

"It's okay, the direction is about the same, aim at digging" Jemuri climbed out of the pit, and sat down next to Yang Xiu to rest on the burden of the clansmen who were still in the pit.

"You don't do it?" Yang Xiu was stunned for a moment.

"Chief, with so many people brought out this time, this little thing still needs to be done by me, the king of the gnolls?" Jamurry smirked dismissively.

Just when Yang Xiu's side had already excavated, Duronda and the orcs had already arrived at the Rock Tribe, where they were fighting with the Bull Tribe.

"Enemy!" shouted the guards of the Rock Tribe behind the wall.

The entire tribe suddenly became agitated, and as many as thirty orcs came out of the tent with weapons in their hands, exactly the same number as Duronda had brought.

"Orcs, you have offended the territory of the Rock Tribe" Seeing Duronda and the others blocking the only exit of the tribe, the orcs of the Rock tribe reminded loudly.

"Call your chieftain out," Duronda raised his hand and threw the axe in his hand, and it spun out right in the right way, imprinted deep on the walls of the Rock Tribe.

The next battle book!

Between the orc tribes, in order to start a war of annexation, the initiator must throw his own weapons into the territory of the other party, which is considered an official war letter.

"Black Iron! Black Iron!"

I have to say that these orcs who have newly joined the Black Iron Tribe have changed their tunes quite quickly, and this will already start to roar. Feeling the fighting intent of the invaders, the orcs of the Rock Tribe did not dare to lag behind, and shouted the name of their tribe menacingly.

In the midst of the shouting of the two sides, Iron Hand, the chief of the Rock Tribe, stepped out of the tent where he lived.

Most people have forgotten Iron Hand's real name, as an orc who participated in the war of resistance, Iron Hand's right arm was lost in a war, so he took a human craftsman captive and asked him to make a mock iron arm for himself out of steel, and since then Iron Hand has been given this nickname by the people around him.

"I've never heard the name of your tribe, outsider," Iron Hand looked coldly at Duronda and his group, the countless scars on his body showing the glory of his past experience.

"It doesn't matter if you haven't heard of it, you'll be part of the Black Iron Tribe from today," Duronda laughed.

"Arrogant orcs are not warriors, you will pay for today's provocation" Iron Hand pulled Duronda's axe from the wall, and the rusty iron arm threw it back again.

"Dong" was inserted right in front of Duronda's feet, and the force was very precise.

Iron Hand and Duronda waved their hands at the same time, and the clansmen brought by both sides immediately rushed out, brandishing their weapons and engaging their chosen opponents.

Duronda pulled the axe in front of his feet, and the iron hand on the other side was already rushing towards him with a war hammer.

"Drink!" the Iron Hand shouted angrily, and the hammer fell to the earth like a falling star, smashing directly into Duronda's head.

As an orc, he had no idea of hiding and retreating, and Duronda was afraid that others would think that he was instigated, so he hurriedly raised the axe in his hand, wanting to use the axe handle to block the thunderous attack of the iron hand.

After all, the "click" was only a bone weapon, and Duronda only heard a crisp sound, and his axe handle was smashed by the opponent's war hammer, and he was stunned and smashed towards his face.

If you don't dodge, you can't dodge, if you don't dodge, this life will be explained under the hammer of the iron hand.

"Fanatic!" Duronda's body suddenly swelled, and his body more than two meters tall instantly grew to three meters tall, and his heavy hands firmly held the iron hammer in his hand.

The power of fanaticism brought about more than just a change in size, Duronda felt that his strength had at least tripled, and he easily snatched the hammer from the iron hand.

"This, you have the power of fanaticism!" Iron Hand was caught off guard and was taken away from his weapon, and when he saw the familiar scene in front of him, he cried out with a look of surprise.

This fanatic power needs the help of orc priests to be stimulated, and there are many small tribes in this place where the wasteland is located, and most young orcs don't know that there is such a thing as fanaticism. Iron Hand also knew it through the war of resistance.

Duronda clenched his huge fist and blasted it into Iron Hand without saying a word.

Unable to defeat Duronda's strength, Iron Hand flew upside down ten meters with a war hammer, and he couldn't sit up holding his chest.

"Ahh Duronda took down five enemy orcs in just a few blinks of an eye, and the muscles swelled, and it could be described in eight words: hideous-looking, vicious.

"Stop him!" Iron hands clutched his chest.

Immediately, five orcs of the Rock Tribe slashed at Duronda with stone axes.

Ignoring everything, Duronda reached out to block two axes, only three to slash into his body.

"Bang" felt a slight pain, reached out and slapped an orc, and his thick thighs slammed down another orc. Duronda lifted the two orcs by the necks with both hands, slamming them together.

"Who else!" Duronda yelled at the only orc still standing, and although he was slightly injured, his act of bringing down the four orcs in an instant attracted everyone's attention.

Orcs respect the strong, and Duronda's powerful fighting power has undoubtedly been recognized by all the clansmen of the Rock Tribe.

Iron Hand sat up with a calm face and shouted, "Stop, I surrender"