"I declare that the new chief of the Black Iron Tribe is ......!" When Old Gus trembled and stretched out his aging palm, about to point at Duronda, the most heroic warrior of the Black Iron Tribe, a figure suddenly fell from the sky, and fell in the direction that Old Gus's fingers were aimed at. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The orcs present stared at this uninvited guest who had fallen from the sky with eyes the size of copper bells.

Human, a strangely dressed human.

"****, where are the humans!" someone in the orc crowd immediately cursed.

"Quiet" Old Gus looked at the thin and demented-looking guy in front of him, and his eyes flashed with inexplicable brilliance: "Obviously, there was some accident, but according to the rules, this human is the future chief of our Black Iron Tribe!"

"No, Gus, he's a human!" shouted Duronda, who was supposed to be the Chieftain.

Yang Xiu looked confused, what is the situation, these tall green-skinned weirdos around him said something that he didn't understand at all, and they seemed to be arguing about something, the point was ...... This place in front of you doesn't look like Earth!

"What's the matter, didn't I play lol all night in an Internet café, how could I be here? I must be dreaming" Yang Xiu stretched out his hand and slapped the left side of his face loudly.

"Smack!"

A very strong pain came from his face, Yang Xiu grinned and covered his hot face, he was really not dreaming!

"Pit daddy!" This was the only thought in Yang Xiu's heart at the moment.

"Duronda, when the new chief is chosen, no matter who stands in front of the previous chief, he will become the new chief of the Black Iron Tribe, this is an old rule" Although Gus's body has entered the old age, after being a chief for many years, his body has developed the temperament of a superior who is difficult to disobey, although Duronda is known as the number one warrior of the Black Iron Tribe, he can't refute his orders to old Gus, so he has to put away his dissatisfaction with a calm face, glance at Yang Xiu on the ground with a hateful gaze, and walk back to the orcs.

The Black Iron Tribe is a small tribe with only sixteen clansmen, and it lives by hunting some lone antelopes and horned oxen on weekdays, and it is estimated that there is no tribe weaker than the Black Iron Tribe in the entire desolate plain.

Chief Gus has been feeling that his body is getting worse day by day, so he wants to re-select a new chief to continue to lead the Black Iron Tribe, and on the day of the selection ceremony, no one would have imagined that a human would suddenly fall from the sky, disrupting all plans.

"Child, come here, come to my side" Old Gus sat on the seat symbolizing the chieftain and waved his hand at Yang Xiu.

Yang Xiu's face was stunned, this group of strange-looking guys are very similar to the orcs in the movie "Warcraft" just released this year, according to the truth of the World of Warcraft, humans and orcs are two very hostile races, and most of the times they fell into the orc pile this time is not good.

Thinking of this, where did Yang Xiu dare to walk to Gus's side, and saw that there was a gap in the beast crowd around him that was just enough for him to pass, and hurriedly ran over, seeing that half of his body was about to get out.

"Catch him!" shouted old Gus, from the chief's seat.

Immediately, a green-skinned orc more than two meters tall lifted Yang Xiu up and threw him near Old Gus with a flat face.

"Don't be afraid, kid, you are now the new chief of our Black Iron Tribe" Old Gus stroked Yang Xiu's forehead, and out of nowhere, he took out a thick orc finger bone, and there was black powder standing on it.

Yang Xiu didn't understand what the old orc was saying at all, and stood in place and watched as the other party drew three crossbars on his face with his finger bones.

In this way, on the Deserted Plains, which is also in the history of the orcs, the first human chief was born.

Due to the weak strength of the Black Iron Tribe and the simplicity of economic development, there is only a few tents for people to live in in the entire tribe, so living in tents has always been a special right of the chief, and Yang Xiu was honored to be brought into the tent by Gus under the witness of more than a dozen orcs.

"It seems that you don't understand the language of the orcs, but fortunately, I got a treasure before" Old Gus rummaged through several wooden boxes in the tent and found it, and then picked up a black fruit from a small corner, when Yang Xiu saw that Old Gus made a gesture to let him eat it, Yang Xiu refused in his heart, this fruit was covered with I don't know how much dust it was on, it was so dirty that it turned black, and it looked like it had been put for a while.

"If you eat this, you'll die, you'll definitely die" Yang Xiu showed a disgusted expression, and at the same time crossed his hands and made a gesture of refusal to Old Gus.

Old Gus smiled innocently, and in the next second, Yang Xiu felt that his mouth was forcibly broken open by a huge force, and the fruit was directly stuffed into his mouth.

"Ahem, I'm grass!"

"Kid, do you understand what I'm saying?"

"Where can I understand!"

"Huh!" Yang Xiu stopped, and the words of the orc in front of him suddenly became clear in his ears, and he seemed to be able to really understand what the orc in front of him said after being forcibly fed the fruit.

"What did you give me to eat?" Yang Xiu asked.

"A good thing that can make normal communication between different races" Old Gus said: "My name is Gus, and I am the last chief of the Black Iron Tribe, and I am glad to have the privilege of having a normal conversation with a human while I am still alive."

Old Gus sat on the ground and looked at Yang Xiu kindly.

"Oh, hello, my name is Yang Xiu, I am also honored to be able to talk to you today, can you tell me where the nearest human habitation is, I think it is better for me to be a human or need to return to the same kind" Yang Xiu sat on the ground as he looked like Gus.

"It's unlikely, what you need to do now is to lead the Black Iron Tribe on the path to prosperity in the days to come," Old Gus said with a smile.

"I, why, I'm a human, and aren't you the chief, why don't you lead?"

"I seem to have said before, I am the last chief of the Black Iron Tribe, and this chief is you."

......

The Deserted Plains, located in the west of the world called Perdivia, where Yang Xiu is located, is an extremely barren and resource-deficient area, a hundred years ago, the humans who were originally subject to the rule of the orcs, one day suddenly launched a war against the orcs, a powerful race that enslaved them for several eras, relying on human wisdom and technology, they expelled the orcs from the golden basin where they had lived for hundreds of years, and drove them into the plain of desolation. The humans who won the war took over the place where the orcs once lived, but the orcs did not rest on their laurels, and for this reason, they launched many wars of resistance, but in the end, the humans were able to resist them with sophisticated weapons and powerful magicians.

Originally, the orcs were established in the form of an alliance, and there was no absolute controller, but later they were stratagemed by humans and divided the orc department in various ways, resulting in the later division of countless tribes. For now, there are tens of thousands of tribes in the Plains of Silence, each with a chief who can decide everything.

The Black Iron Tribe was originally a large tribe of 9,000 people, but later lost a large number of people in the fourth war of resistance against humans, and then entered the decline, and now there are only sixteen orcs left.

Old Gus was not in a hurry to urge Yang Xiu to make him the chieftain, but told him about the history of orcs in the past hundred years.

"Then even if you can't defeat the human race, you can change places, such as the south of the world, or the north and east, you can do it, the land resources there should be richer than this barren plain, right?" Yang Xiu asked puzzled.

"After driving the orcs into the Plains of Silence, the humans built a fortress of steel where the plains were connected to the outside, cutting off our paths to other places, and we had to remain in the Plains of Silence and wait to weaken. Our tribe used to be able to send some people to participate in the rebellion battle, but now it is no longer possible, the Black Iron Tribe has been reduced to the weakest existence, I believe that if there is no miracle, this tribe can only die in history" Old Gus looked at Yang Xiu with some sadness: "Originally, I was going to give the position of the chief to Duronda, he is the most powerful warrior in our tribe, but you appeared, falling from the sky without any damage, which is simply incomprehensible to me"

"Yang Xiu, do you know why I insist on handing over the position of chief to you?"

"Why?"

"Because you are a human, humans have been despised by orcs since they appeared, their bodies are too fragile, orcs only need a punch to bring them back to death, but humans have done what other races can't, a hundred years ago, no one would have believed that we orcs would be driven into the deserted plains by weak humans, this is like a beast in a cage, we launched a total of four wars of resistance for freedom, but in the end all failed. Yang Xiu, just because you are also a human being, I think you will definitely be able to lead the Black Iron Tribe to strength and take us away from the Desolate Plains."