The rugged rocks and the slightly dark earth indicate that this is not suitable for growing crops, but the magic in the air is so abundant that a faint glow flickers in the area. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Spring returns to the earth, a little green bud in the distance brings the joy of new life, the occasional little beast that has been silent on the surface for a winter is gradually recovering, and the nearby magical but slightly barren land is scattered with several teams of orcs patrolling back and forth.

The black neat leather armor, the brand-new and cold blades, if you feel it carefully, the keen professional will find that these armor and weapons are definitely from the hands of the masters, the military is like a tiger belt, with a majestic momentum, these teams of orcs are scattered and rigorously patrolling.

This is the side of the Startu hills, the mining area of the Baker tribe.

The bare part of the bizarre blue graphite veins on the surface of the earth constantly absorbs the magic that is free in the air, and the faint strange blue light makes this place mysterious and strange, perhaps because of the radiation properties of the blue graphite itself, the land here cannot grow crops at all.

"Daddy, you old bones don't stay in the tribe, what are you hanging around here?"

Kyle, who is almost two meters away from the tiger's back, is dressed in serious black light armor, and his somewhat terrifying lion-like head is full of helplessness, he bends his body slightly, and the whole person has a flattering appearance, if Wang Xiaotian is here at this moment, he must have stared out his eyeballs, and Kyle, who has always been strict and bold, actually has such a scene.

"Hmph, little Kyle, do you dislike me when Daddy is old," the gray-haired, somewhat clumsy old orc scolded.

Looking at Kyle, who was sneering, the old orc, with a hint of pride and pride, tried to straighten his chest and shouted: "Tell you! Daddy, I was also a famous warrior in the wilderness! Even if the lion is old, it can also deter all beasts; even if the goshawk is late, it can spread its wings and soar!"

The old beast counted Kyle, who didn't dare to fight back, his face became more and more ruddy, and he said loudly to the soldiers behind Kyle: "Don't look at the current person of your commander who looks like a dog, back then, when he hunted for the first time, he was scared by a red-haired wild boar and cried!"

"And when he was twelve years old, he was going to kill a blue-armored beast, but in the end he actually planted a trap that he had arranged......"

The old orc was enthusiastic about Kyle's troubles, and Kyle's face on the side became more and more embarrassed.

"Haha......" Watching the old man teach Kyle a lesson, a group of soldiers under Kyle laughed happily, after all, they didn't expect the majestic commander to have such a black history.

"Dad, don't make a mess, I'll arrange someone to send you back later, there will be a war soon, our mining area is in a special location, it must be the first to bear the brunt, the adults trust me to arrange, and I can't control you when the time comes!"

Kyle, whose face was getting darker and darker, couldn't listen to it, and he had to bite the bullet.

"Lao Tzu is not leaving! You young rabbit cubs, you like to be frizzy at a young age, in such a big war, it is easy to lose your life, there are only a few good sons in the tribe, and there is still a pile of messes to be cleaned up in Bakda, and I am the only one to guard you!"

The old orc said indignantly.

"Don't worry about Daddy, Daddy was the hunting captain of our tribe when he was young, and he is known as the only person in the Kalumbini tribe who has any hope of inheriting the title of "Pride Stalker" for a hundred years!"

Hearing the old orc's words, several orcs in Kyle's personal soldiers who were familiar with the poodle clan all looked at this old orc with a look of surprise.

The proud hunter, the title of the strongest warrior of the poodle clan, after the decline of the orcs, the poodle clan has not given birth to the proud stalker in the past hundred years.

"That's enough, old man, I'm not joking with you, even if Patriarch Bakda comes today, I'm going to get him back!"

Kyle let out a roar of rage, his tall body, and his angry poodle mane were intimidating, and he was wearing black armor, and Kyle spoke in a low voice to the old orc.

"Dad, don't be willful! I can do anything else with you, but there is about to be a war, and the opponent is the legendary king! I'm afraid that I really can't take care of you at that time, you have to give me back!"

"But......" The old orc was about to retort, but Kyle's next words left him speechless.

"Daddy, you're not the one trying to inherit the Proud Hunter anymore! You're not even a member of the Tribal Hunting Team anymore! You're just an old orc with a crippled right hand! I'm afraid that a single silver beast can kill you now!"

Kyle said angrily, and the cold words calmed down the indignant old man.

After a long silence, Kyle stared at the stubborn old man, took a long breath, gritted his teeth, and said in a deep voice: "Dad! Back then, you brought nearly half of the tribe's warriors out of the tribe, and as a result, hundreds of people went out that time, and less than a dozen people came back! It was precisely because of that incident that our tribe lived a hard life for more than 20 years...... You're really old!"

Opening his mouth, the old man looked lonely, a trace of pain flashed in his eyes, he sighed, and muttered: "Are you old? Maybe I'm really old......

The old man didn't say anything, he stared deeply at the somewhat heavy Kyle, he turned around silently, staggering his steps, one deep and one shallow, the sun was setting, in such an environment, the old man's shadow was dragged for a long time......

"Djerka! Take two people to send Daddy back!"

Gritting his teeth and looking at the old man's lonely figure in the setting sun, Kyle gave orders to a soldier behind him.

The spring breeze is slightly cool, the sunset is like blood, and the slightly desolate mining area, Kyle watched the old man go deep and shallow, one foot at a time, and it was only at this time that the soldiers found that the old man not only broke a right hand, but his left leg was also lame, looking at the rickety back, Kyle sighed silently in his heart.

"Daddy, don't blame me!"

Just after the old man stubbornly refused to allow everyone to return to the tribe alone, the atmosphere in the Central Wilderness suddenly became tense.

Far away in the deepest part of the Great Wilderness, in the palace of the King of the Winter Wolves.

"Andrew, you've disappointed me so much...... Andrew's head was down, his proud face was full of shame, blood dripping from his mouth, the shame of defeat made the young werewolf feel untold pain.

"Your Majesty, what ...... Our military plans?" A voice echoed through the hall.

"No change! The plan of the attack will not change, I will transfer back a few legions to the east, and in addition, tell those tribes to attack me! Even if the corpses are piled up in the Startu hills, even if it is the area red with blood, I will let that puppet king repent under my throne!"