"Orcs! It's orcs" Although the soldiers have not participated in the war for many years, they still remember the appearance of their old opponents who were driven into the desolate plain with their own hands, and this time someone ordered them to come here to pick up three soldiers who went out to find information and came back, but they didn't expect that the three orcs would come out of the wooden basket. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Dozens of totems were carved into Trevor's scarred body, the most conspicuous being the horn-shaped pattern on his chest, which was the totem of the Iron Song Tribe, one of the three major divisions of the Oasis, and the two irascible orcs behind Trevor.

"Trevor, what about these miscellaneous soldiers who saw us?" asked Gabiel, one of the triumvirate of the Iron Song Tribe.

"Let's do it, we can't let anyone find out about our deal with the human hierarchy until the tyrant has completely ruled over the entire orc race" Trevor reached out and grabbed the head of a human soldier, easily dropping it off the wall behind him.

The two belligerent and bloodthirsty orcs, Gabir and Starr, got Trevor's permission and began to purge the dozen or so humans present.

In the face of the huge disparity in strength, all of them were thrown off the city wall and fell to their deaths in the pile of rubble at the bottom.

"Let's go, that guy from Haigl should be in a hurry" The three of Trevor were extremely skilled in finding the stairs down the city wall, the guards here should have been ordered to be relieved by Haiger, and the three of them walked for a long time without encountering a single human soldier.

After walking down three floors in a row, an open door appeared in front of Trevor's eyes, and in the room, a general of the human kingdom was already waiting.

"Haiger" Trevor said hello and sat down across from Haigl, and Starr and Gabiel also found two random places to sit down.

"How are you preparing for the other two tribes in the Oasis, and has what I given you useful?" Hagel took off his military hat and placed it on the table.

"In a little while, the entire oasis will be completely ruled by tyrants, and we still want to ask for some more power potions this time," Trevor said.

"Yes, according to the old rules, I need a priest's finger bone," Hegl nodded.

I saw Trevor take out a yellowed phalanx bone from the animal skin pouch around his waist and throw it to Haigl and said, "You haven't given up on this matter yet, even we can't induce the power of the priest's phalanges."

Haigl held the priest's finger between his fingers and smiled rarely: "What humans have to do is not something you orcs can imagine, this time you came and killed those soldiers again."

"Of course, we can't let anyone else find out about our visit to you, right Hagel," Trevor said, slapping a Mithril ring on the table, "As your partner, I'm here to warn you a little more about trying to put your hand in the Wastelands, and don't let those troublesome magicians leave the Iron Fortress, they're as fragile as ants"

Looking at the ring on the table, Haigl smiled at Trevor and silently took the ring to his hand.

"Got it, I'll take back the human troops on the oasis as soon as possible, don't hurt them"

"No problem, it's just that this time the power potion ......"

"You'll be satisfied"

Haigl clapped softly, and one of the walls of the room suddenly opened outward, and two strong men in iron masks walked out carrying two large wooden boxes.

"A box of power potions, a box of weakness potions, I wish you all a good time"

Starr and Gabiel carried the two boxes of potions and followed Trevor out of the room.

Haigel looked coldly at the departing backs of the three of them, until their figures disappeared from sight, and then said softly: "Call back all the troops stationed in the oasis"

The Man in the Iron Mask on the side responded, "The one in the wasteland area?"

Haigl was silent for a moment, the wasteland was far away from the oasis, and it was a desolate and resource-scarce area, and the Warsong Tribe wouldn't notice it.

"The army of the wasteland will develop there for a few more days"

"Yes"

"Damn orcs...... Sooner or later, I'll stick your heads in every inch of the Silent Plains," said Hagel with hatred.

......

"Human?" Iron Hand stared at Yang Xiu on the barbecue grill now, as an orc who had participated in the War of Resistance, he hated humans more deeply than these orcs of Duronda, and Iron Hand's arm was broken by humans in the War of Resistance.

"Duronda, how can there be humans in your tribe?" Iron Hand asked, looking at Duronda.

"He's the chief of the Black Iron Tribe."

"......" thought that the chief of Black Iron was an orc warrior who was more powerful than Duronda, but he didn't expect it to be a human, which made Iron Hand unacceptable.

"I refuse, how can such a weak fellow from a small race become our chieftain?, Ban, do you already know this," Iron Hand yelled angrily.

"Iron Hand" Duronda pressed the other man's shoulder and said in a deep voice: "Don't talk to the chief like this, he is a reliable human"

"Impossible! If I want to agree with him, unless he and I have a duel between warriors," Iron Finger said as he pointed at Yang Xiu.

"Come on, Iron Hand, what's the use of you not agreeing, anyway, Duronda and I agree, even the orc priests think that the chief can lead us, what you say is nothing" Ban Er stepped forward and said softly.

"Orc Priests...... Your tribe has orc priests?yes, Duronda has the power of fanaticism, and this must be the result of the orc priests," Iron Hand said.

"Human, why do you think you are qualified to lead us? I can't beat you with one hand, looking at your body," the orc, who was now from the Rock Tribe, asked aloud.

Yang Xiu smiled: "Since you think that human beings are so weak, why are you still driven into the desolate plain? Being driven out of your hometown and being exiled to such a place where birds don't, you haven't even heard the voice of a female orc for more than ten years, are you your powerful orc?"

The audience was suddenly silent, there was nothing to quibble, what Yang Xiu said was the truth.

"Originally, I was very reluctant to be the chief of the Black Iron Tribe, wouldn't it be better for me to return to the territory of the human race?, but the previous chieftain Old Gus picked me, for this reason, he even exchanged his own life for my safety, before he died, I promised him that I must lead the Black Iron Tribe to become strong, and I must lead all the orcs out of the deserted plain, this is an old orc's wish, he is a real hero, he was still worried about the orc clan before he died!" Yang Xiu paused and pointed to the iron hand and said, "And you?" How many years have you been in the wasteland? How many years have your people been with you? What have you done for them? Is your goal to lead your people into the oasis? Is it to lead your people out of the Deserted Plains? I am! Why do you question me being the chief of the Black Iron Tribe! My goal is to lead them to freedom!"

"Freedom!" I don't know who in the crowd suddenly screamed, all the orcs were restless, everyone roared in the name of freedom, yes, since they were driven out of their homeland, since they were driven into the deserted plains, the orcs have no freedom, they are like lions and tigers locked in the zoo, and the royal land that roams under their feet is given to them by humans after all.

"Now, do you recognize me as this chief?" Yang Xiu asked in a loud voice.

Duronda's mind was full of old Gus wanting to protect Yang Xiu before he died, and he used his best strength to shout: "Recognition!"

"Approval!" "Recognition!" "Recognition!"

Everyone present responded to Yang Xiu standing on the barbecue grill, no matter what, it was the first time they had met such an ideal chief. Jemuri hid aside and secretly shouted for approval, and this group of patchwork Black Iron Clan people had a vague sense of family in the shouting.

Yang Xiu looked at the people below with relief, his mouth cannon was really not in vain, he knew that he was moved by reason, these orcs were really moved by his own words.

"I'm still a little moved by what I said," Yang Xiu silently wiped the moistness from the corners of his eyes.

Commanding to silence the orcs in the audience, Yang Xiu said: "Let's all disperse, our tribe will have a big operation in a while, everyone is ready to prepare"

After speaking, he jumped off the barbecue grill and walked into the tent where Derek lived, the situation outside had already alarmed the former orc priest, only to see him sitting cross-legged on the ground, looking at Yang Xiu who walked in with a kind smile: "Yang Xiu, you are indeed a magical chief, and the Black Iron Tribe will definitely be able to enter the oasis under your leadership."

"What's amazing, the mouth is more powerful, isn't it" Yang Xiu shrugged his shoulders and said.

"Are there any plans for your tribe to develop a few more people to become a medium tribe, and it will be of great help to you to establish a market when the time comes," Derek asked.

"The Development Clan hasn't thought about it for the time being, speaking of the plan, I was about to ask you, Derek, do you know anything about human magicians, how powerful are they?" Yang Xiu sat down in front of Derek.

"Magician......" Derek thought for a moment: "If a magician is close to him, then he will not be able to play a role, but when the magician is protected and can freely unleash his magic, the enemy will know what horror is, what's wrong suddenly ask about this"

"That's right, I found a human castle not long ago, and there is a factory that mines iron ore in it, and I want to take this place down, so that everyone can use iron weapons when the time comes," Yang Xiu said.

"That's good news, what, are you getting in any way?" asked Derek.

"Yes, as far as I know, there should be a very powerful magician in that castle, I still don't know where the other person is," Yang Xiu replied.

"Perhaps...... You can go catch an ogre dog and try it."

"Ogre dogs?"