Chapter 3: The Gnolls

In the darkness, danger lurked, Yang Xiu followed the members of the Black Iron Tribe who had just lost their chief to run in the wilderness, the human hunting team did not intend to let go because of the escape of himself and others, Yang Xiu looked back behind him, and saw dozens of lights and fires shining behind him, and from time to time there were human curses. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

"Catch them! Master Antus said, you can't let an orc go!" Looking at the dozen or so figures running faintly in the distance, the members of the hunting team shouted, three huge hounds were already sitting at the front of the team, and the saliva from the corners of their mouths was already soaked to the ground.

"No filthy orc can escape the palm of my hand," Antoun confidently approached the three hounds, reaching out and stroking the top of their heads.

These three hounds are all mixed-race hybrids, as for whose blood has been mixed, whose species has been handed over is unknown, but the strength of these three hounds makes all the soldiers dare not underestimate, as the hunting dogs raised by Antus, over the years, Antus has relied on them to personally hunt as many as 10,000 orcs in the deserted plain, and they were all torn into minced meat by these three hounds.

"Go, good boy, take off the enemy's head for me" Antus took off the muzzle from the mouth of the hound, took the glass jar handed by a soldier next to him, I saw him put his hand into the glass jar, stirred it lightly, and when he stretched it out again, his hand was already stained with a handful of blood, Antus wiped the face of each hound a few times, feeling the strong smell of blood, and the three hounds suddenly became restless.

"Come on!" Antous laughed.

"Wang!"

Like three black whirlwinds, the three hounds disappeared into the night in an instant, and no one could have imagined what kind of slaughter feast would follow.

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Yang Xiu, who was running wildly, felt that he was blind, and the night on the deserted plain was too dark, and it was most appropriate to describe it as if he couldn't see his five fingers.

"Wang!"

"Huh?" Yang Xiu looked behind him strangely, and just now he seemed to have faintly heard the barking of a dog in his ears.

"How can there be a dog on this big night," Yang Xiu couldn't help but think in his heart.

"Wang!" Suddenly, a black shadow rushed out of the darkness in front of the right, and directly threw an orc to the ground, Duronda reacted quickly and slammed directly into the position of the black shadow.

"Wang!" the hound was knocked out of the orc by Duronda who had been thrown to the ground.

At the same time, two more roars were heard in the direction of the left, and the two orcs of the Black Iron Tribe were caught off guard by being bitten in the thighs by two other hounds, and suddenly there were cries of pain in the darkness.

This sudden appearance of the enemy made everyone lose their minds, and they saw Duronda take out a wooden cylinder from the leather armor on his body, just a slight twist, the lid of the wooden cylinder erupted flames, and with the light of the fire, Yang Xiu saw clearly the black shadow attacking the Black Iron Tribe.

It turned out to be three giant breeded dogs the size of a calf.

"Damn" saw that the two orcs bitten by the hound had a large piece of meat missing from their arms, and the nearby orcs all rushed to the two hounds on the left with their weapons.

"Wang!" the sharp fangs were stained with flesh and blood, and the face red with blood by Antus was full of hideousness, and the orcs rushed forward with their weapons in hand.

At present, there is Antos's hunting team chasing behind, and the three hounds in front of him are blocking the way, and the only way to do it is to fight quickly, otherwise it will be overtaken.

With the light from the wooden barrel in Duronda's hand, it was no longer possible to launch a surprise attack on the orcs in the dark, and the three hounds immediately set their sights on Duronda, pounced on him from three angles.

"Drink" raised the battle axe with one hand, as the first warrior of the Black Iron Tribe, Duronda sideways to avoid the attack of a hound, reached out and slashed at the throat of another hound, most of any creature has several dead holes, the throat is one of them, if the throat is cut off, it is estimated that nothing will survive, seeing that Duronda's axe is fast and ruthless, if it is hit, it is estimated that the head will be cut off, the hound forcibly twisted in the air, and the axe blade was against its neck and brushed it like this.

"Not good!" Seeing that he missed this blow, Duronda had a bad premonition in his heart, and quickly wanted to retreat, but saw that the last hound had come around his back at some point and hit him, directly biting the wooden tube in his hand.

The "hiss" flame went out, and the whole audience fell into darkness again.

"Goo-goo-goo"

The three hounds instantly turned into hunters in the dark, and everyone saw three black shadows running around, as if looking for an opportunity to attack.

Yang Xiu witnessed this process from beginning to end, as a weak but clear human being, he ran to Duronda the moment the fire was extinguished, otherwise it would be difficult to guarantee that the vicious dog would attack him.

"Wang!" But after all, thoughts were not as good as actions, and before Yang Xiu could run to Duronda's side, he saw a black shadow appear behind him, directly pressing him to the ground.

"Ahh

Yang Xiu fainted in an instant from the pain of his injury, and no one noticed that when Yang Xiu's blood spurted out, the phalanges in his pants pocket suddenly lit up with a red light.

The bloody hound opened his mouth to enjoy the delicious dinner beneath him.

"Bang Bang Bang"

Yang Xiu's heart suddenly made a loud noise, and the red light in his pocket quietly drilled into his body.

Seeing the hound's giant mouth getting closer and closer to Yang Xiu's neck, "choking" Yang Xiu's eyes suddenly opened, and his eyes were full of red light.

The "Wang" hound was caught off guard, and was suddenly grabbed by Yang Xiu, Yang Xiu bit on the throat pressed against his body, the upper and lower rows of teeth lit up with a red thread, the skin and flesh of the hound were bitten by Yang Xiu, and the blood in the body flowed into Yang Xiu's mouth at a crazy speed.

A large amount of blood poured down his throat into his abdomen, and in the blink of an eye, the hound was sucked into a dry corpse by Yang Xiu, and a broken white magic array floated out of the hound's body, and finally imprinted into Yang Xiu's heart.

"Wang" "Wang"

Seeing that his companion was killed, the remaining two hounds rushed towards Yang Xiu angrily, only to see Yang Xiu stand up and stretch out his hand casually, and the blood in the bodies of the two hounds suddenly came out of the pores of his body, and gathered into two blood beads in Yang Xiu's hands.

"Gah?" Yang Xiu tilted his head with scarlet eyes and looked at Duronda and the others, and these dozen orcs felt that the blood in their bodies suddenly tightened, and they had a feeling of wanting to jump out of their bodies.

The orcs looked at Yang Xiu, who had suddenly become weird, in horror, and didn't understand why all of a sudden, this human seemed to be a different person, and instantly solved three hounds specially used to hunt orcs.

"Bang" Yang Xiu's body softened and fell directly to the ground.

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At the other end of the distant world, a kobold walking on a snowy peak suddenly stood still, he looked up at the sky, and the stars in the galaxy were dimmed one after another by his gaze.

"My bloodline has been stolen a little" The kobold looked at the staff in his hand in surprise, only to see that the center of the staff was hollowed out, and a white doji gem floated inside, and the gem was constantly rotating at this time, and finally pointed in the direction of the Deserted Plains.

The kobold looked gloomily into the distance and did not speak for a long time.

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"Earl...... When Antus's hunting party arrived at the place where Yang Xiu's body was abnormal, he only saw three hunting dogs that had become dried corpses, and Antus walked out of the carriage and saw his pet dog become like this, looking into the depths of darkness with a gloomy face.

"These orcs are weird, forget it, let's go to the oasis first"

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Walking on the land of the Deserted Plains, the dawn of the morning peeked out from the other side of the horizon, and just last night, the Black Iron Tribe, who had just lost their old chieftain, had obviously fallen into a trough of grief, and each of the dozen orcs had a sad expression on their faces.

Duronda clutched the battle axe in his hand, every word Old Gus had spoken in front of him still echoing in his ears.

All the orcs before only obeyed the orders of the old Gus to recognize Yang Xiu's identity as a chieftain, but since the incident last night, every orc has looked at him with jealousy, the orcs worship power, and everyone is very worthy of not telling Yang Xiu what happened last night, but choosing to collectively forget about this matter, Yang Xiu in that state makes people feel frightened, and even he forgot what he did after waking up.

"Yang Xiu!"

Hearing Duronda's voice, Yang Xiu subconsciously turned his head. I saw Duronda kneeling down on one knee and raising the battle axe in his hand high above his head: "Please lead us, please lead the Black Iron Tribe!"

The orcs around him saw Duronda's behavior, and they all followed suit, raising their weapons with some momentum, Yang Xiu was a little confused, Gus was willing to exchange his life for his agreement to be the chief of the Black Iron Tribe, he didn't know where he got the confidence to believe that Yang Xiu could help the Black Iron Tribe go to revival, and he was willing to pay with his life for this. Looking at these sincere orcs in front of him, Yang Xiu suddenly felt that he should do something for them.

"Get up, I promised Lao Gus what I did, and I will do my best to do it, after all, my life was saved by him" Yang Xiu nodded, and began to plan the future path of the Black Iron Tribe in his heart.

In the past, when the earth was in the past, whether in novels or games, if any civilization, force, or organization wanted to develop, the first thing it needed was territory, manpower, weapons, and resources.

Right now, the Black Iron Tribe has just suffered a heavy blow that I don't even know how many enemies there are, and the territory has been lost, in order to prevent it from encountering that human army again, it is impossible to go back now, and it is necessary to find a suitable place to live.

"If you want to make the Black Iron Tribe stronger, your number alone is not enough, I need more orcs to join the Black Iron Tribe, by the way, I wanted to ask the day I came, why don't there be any female orcs in your tribe, what do you rely on to increase the number of clansmen?" Yang Xiu took fifteen orcs to find a leeward hillside at random, and for the time being, he planned to live here first, and then relocate when he found a more suitable place later.

"Chief, you don't know, the number of orcs in the Silent Plains is very scarce, how can a small tribe like ours have orcs," Duronda said.

"No wonder there are only so many people in your tribe, pitiful" Yang Xiu couldn't help but shake his head after hearing this, these days, women have become a scarce resource among orcs.

The barren plain lacks resources, and food is all supplied by hunting animals, and with the large number of orcs hunting in recent years, the number of animals is disappearing at a rapid rate every year, and food is becoming more and more difficult to find. On the barren plain, the three unique water outlets are in the hands of the three super-large tribes of the orcs, and the orcs of the other tribes must exchange food if they want to obtain water resources, which has to be said to be very dictatorial.

Yang Xiu roughly learned some basic information from Duronda's mouth, in addition to the orcs on the Silent Plains, there are three native races, namely the bear people, goblins, and jackals, and the four races will fight with each other for territory and food in their daily lives.

Among the four races, the strength of the bear-people is the strongest, but the bear-people's ability to reproduce is low, so they cannot compete with the large number of orcs for dominance of the desolate plains, and the orcs are the second strongest among the four races, the jackals are the third, and the goblins are the fourth.

"Let me ask you, Duronda, how many gnolls can these fifteen remaining orcs of the Black Iron Tribe fight?" Yang Xiu suddenly had some thoughts in his mind, eager to confirm them.

"Hah, those cowardly and vile gnolls, one orc warrior can beat them ten!no, twenty" Duronda said confidently, not looking like he was bragging.

"Okay, then you quickly take me to find a group of gnolls" Yang Xiu urged, he already had a rough plan in his heart, if he wanted the Black Iron Tribe to become strong in a short period of time, the only way to quickly increase the number of Black Iron was to increase the number of Black Iron, since it could not be supplemented by orcs, it was better to make up the numbers by recruiting other races, just like the orc clan in War3, in addition to orcs, there were also trolls and minotaurs.

Under the leadership of Duronda, more than ten people gave up the territory they had chosen before, and found a gnolls crypt in the search, the gnolls are good at digging soil, they like to build their nests underground, usually do not go out during the day, and will only go out to forage at night, it is worth mentioning that the gnolls are also social creatures.

The height of the entrance to this gnoll crypt was only as high as Yang Xiu's forehead, and the orcs had to bend their bodies very low if they wanted to enter, and the inside of the crypt was pitch black, making it impossible to see the situation inside.

"Chief, there should be a few gnolls living in here, these guys are very cunning, it's better for you to stand in the back, otherwise you can easily get hurt," Duronda reminded.

"Okay, then you call them out, you'd better control it"

"Haha, no need to scream, I'll just take someone in and bring them out, eggshell, hammer follow me in" Duronda laughed and led two orcs who were more than two meters tall and bent down into the crypt.

It didn't take long for a hoarse roar to come from the depths of the crypt, and Yang Xiu, who was standing behind a number of orcs, watched Duronda walk out of the crypt with a yellow-haired hunchback under his armpits on each side, these gnolls had fierce eyes, trying to get rid of Duronda's control, but unfortunately Duronda's bulging muscles firmly clamped their mouths together, and now even speaking out loud became a problem.

The remaining two orcs also caught two gnolls and walked out, Yang Xiu probed to observe, these gnolls all had jackal-like heads, and their height was about one and a half meters shorter, which was an average of one and a half heads shorter than the orcs, and the muscles on their bodies were also thin and pitiful, and it was completely impossible to see how these guys could be evenly matched with orcs for so long on the barren plain.

"I've asked this guy, it's Jemry, it's the leader of these gnolls" Duronda threw Jamrey to the ground, and two tall orcs immediately controlled his arms to prevent him from escaping.

"Damn orcs, you dare to take the initiative to ask for trouble!You brainless guy!" Jamrry's mouth was released and he immediately scolded like a machine gun, and the thief's eyes looked at the guy who was talking to Duronda, Yang Xiu.

"Humans, why are there humans here?"

"You're a gnoll, aren't you" Yang Xiu walked two or three meters in front of Jemurry, these beast-like races looked very hideous, Yang Xiu asked boldly, "Are you dissatisfied with your current life?"

"you humans, you're all covered in the filthy smell of evil, orcs, you guys can get along with humans, you orcs really forget all about hatred!" Jamurray shook his nose with a look of disgust.

The orcs on the side punched him directly in the eye, causing Jamrry's right eye to swell.

"Don't shout at the chief," the striking orc shouted.

"Chieftain...... Chief?" Jemuri looked at Yang Xiu with a shocked expression as if he had heard something incredible.

"That's right, I succeeded the previous orc chief and became the new chief of the Black Iron Tribe, can you answer my question well now?" Yang Xiu asked.

"Duronda, you green-skinned monkeys have found a yellow-skinned monkey to be the chief?hahaha......" Jamrey burst out laughing, only to be punched in the lower half of his body by Duronda the next second.

Jamrey fell to his knees with a grim face, his mouth already so painful that he couldn't speak.

"Alas, why can't you have a good chat, you have to force others to do it" Yang Xiu shook his head helplessly, and when Jamrey regained his ability to speak, the communication between the two parties officially began.

Yang Xiu stood beside Duronda, not far away were six gnolls who were controlled by the orcs, Yang Xiu said directly: "Are you willing to join the Black Iron Tribe?"

"Huh?"

"Huh?"

Jamurray and Duronda were surprised at the same time, and no one could guess what was going on in Yang Xiu's mind.

"The current situation in the Deserted Plains, you must have felt it after living here for so many years, don't you want to leave this ghost place?" Yang Xiu asked.

"Who wouldn't want to, damn humanity has built steel fortresses all over the Deserted Plains, and the orcs have launched four resistance battles before, and it is not useless, and now they have to fight with us to stay in this land" Jamurray glanced at Duronda with disdain, but received a fierce slap from the other party.

"It is precisely because of the senseless resistance of the orcs that I feel that the orc race alone cannot escape from the hands of humans in the desolate plains, and must borrow the power of others, and this power ...... It's the other three aboriginal races, and among them is you, Jemry, who is a jackal," Yang Xiu pointed to the jackal.

"Me?"

"I was entrusted by a person to do two things, one is to let the Black Iron Tribe reach its former glory, and the other is to bring the Black Iron Tribe out of the Steel Fortress and escape from the Deserted Plains, but now, I think there is one more thing that can be mixed in these two things, that is, to take you into the Black Iron Tribe and make you the king of the gnolls!" At this moment, Yang Xiu's body exuded a strong mouth aura.

Jemurray was stunned by Yang Xiu's words: "I, the king of the gnolls?"