While Elevenn and Lens were riding two bad horses bought from a passing caravan toward Bay City, the headquarters of the Council of Destruction on the rocky plateau was a little unpeaceful. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Rontan, is there something wrong with you calling us here early in the morning?"

Picking up a strip of air-dried cured meat from the plate of the large wooden table, and throwing it to the silver giant wolf squatting at his feet, the chief of the predatory tribe, the Beastmaster-Magmanda, shouted in a rough voice, this is a standard orc in every way, brown skin, thick fangs, rude voice and sharp eyes, coupled with his nimble hands and the huge and savage war spear leaning on the edge of the seat and the war bow straddling the tip of the spear, it seems that this is an excellent hunter, and in fact it is, at least in terms of hunting, Magmanda said that he is the second, and no one in the entire barren stone plateau dares to say that he is the first。

As for Longtan, who was sitting opposite him, probably because he was born in the legal profession, his body was two circles smaller than the big-shouldered and round-waisted Magmanda, and the whole person was like a thin bamboo pole, plus he was ghostly and calculating, so the whole person looked gloomy and comfortable, speaking of which, except for the beast king who was very arrogant and had no scruples in this regard, almost no one wanted to have too much contact with Longtan.

"Don't worry, Magmanda, I've not only invited you, but others, and when everyone is here, I'll tell you why, believe me, it's going to shock you!"

"Humph!

Rontan glanced at Magmanda and whispered, which immediately aroused the dissatisfaction of Rogman, the chief of the Fireblade Clan who was sitting next to the Beastmaster, this grumpy old man was definitely one of the best figures on the Wasteland Plateau when it came to real strength, but due to the withering population of the Fireblade Clan this year, and there were too few young masters who could take charge on their own, Rogman also had to come out of the mountain again at the age of eighty (orcs in the Third Age could generally live to be about 150 years old, but after 80 years old, their bodies would gradually weaken). 。 If it weren't for the fact that the famous Rogman was not interested in the position of Grand Chief because he had seen too much blood and intrigue when he was young, otherwise there would be no need to hold this re-election of the Grand Chief, and Rogman, who is a generation older than all the current chiefs, would probably be directly elected with full votes.

This, even Longtan, who had always been obsessed with the position of the Great Chief, had to admit it, so he was extremely careful to deal with the dissatisfaction of this old-timer, and he hurriedly defended himself,

"That's not what I said, Old Sword Master, this matter is really too implicated, I can't make a decision alone, otherwise I wouldn't have discussed it with everyone. ”

"I hope so!"

Rogman took a deep look at Longtan, then stopped talking, and instead held his straight-edged sword in both hands, closed his eyes and stopped talking.

The awkward atmosphere didn't take a few minutes, and another chief arrived, it was the chief of the split-skull troll, Duru, who was similar to the beastmaster Magmanda, and was also a figure with a wide range of friends, but as a troll who has always been a relatively inferior among the three major races in the Wasteland Plateau, Duru naturally had some scruples in this regard, so his interactions with other chieftains were mostly general, but he and Senkin, the chief of the Duerresh troll, were always on the same line as a firm ally, as for the Duerresh troll, that was a transliteration, and its true meaning was " The "Headhunters" tribe is one of the strongest clans on the Wastestone Plateau.

"Hey, Duru, it's been three months since we last met, why didn't you bring little Lockhan with you this time?"

Magmanda enthusiastically stood up and gave Duru a hug, who also patted the tall orc on the shoulder with a smile, and waited until they were both seated before speaking, "I sent Rock Khan to Senkin, two months ago, the god Alo showed me the fate of Rock Khan, he will follow in the footsteps of the ancestors, become a sacrifice to serve the god Alo forever, and become the best Shadow Hunter!" As a result, as soon as this dream was completed, Senkin, who had also received the will of God Alo, appeared in my Split Skull Clan, and my son will definitely become a big man in the future!"

"Shadowhunters! Could it be that after more than three hundred years, the Split Skull Clan is going to have its own Shadowhunters again?"

The old swordmaster of the fire blade, who was listening to all this, couldn't help but feel sad in his heart, three hundred years ago, it was because the split skull clan lost its own shadow hunter in an accident that it fell from the first-class tribe to the current position of the low-level tribe, but now in less than ten years, this declining tribe will become prosperous again because of the promotion of Durlu's son Rock Khan, so what about his own fireblade clan? After he grows old, who should this huge stall be left to?

"Hey..."

Rogman let out a long sigh and forced himself to forget about these troubles, and then asked,

"Duru, your tribe is relatively close to the territory of Kress and Volcker, and it is said that this year's centaurs are very noisy, right?"

Hearing this topic raised by the old sword master, Dulu, who was still talking and laughing with Magmanda just now, also had a gloomy face, he nodded, and said with a hideous face,

"This year is the fourth year of ****** in the lowland wilderness, and this time even the great nobles of the centaur can no longer bear it, so compared with the civilian team of previous years, the centaur migration team that has joined a large number of regular warriors this year is more difficult to deal with, and often after a battle, Kress and they will lose the lives of more than a dozen warriors, which is really miserable. ”

Magmanda also echoed, even Longtan was sad, this is not pretentious, the centaurs in the lowland wilderness and the orc tribe in the barren stone plateau are a thousand years of blood feud, and a big war breaks out almost every year on both sides, and these chieftains often exercise their martial arts on that tragic battlefield when they are young, so in the face of Duru's words, the fierce battle between the Thunderhoof tribe and the Frosthorn tribe this year can also be imagined.

Rogman, on the other hand, was concerned with the other side of the matter, asking,

"You just said that the centaurs were going to give up the lowland wilderness, and where were they going?

When Duru heard this question, he was obviously much more energetic, and it was obvious that the old swordmaster had asked the point, and he walked to the two places on the map hanging by the tent and said, " This is also something that Kress and Walker specially asked me to explain to you face to face, the centaurs are moving very strangely this year, they did not choose to desperately go north to try to storm the defense line we have jointly organized, the newly appointed Great Khan of the Wind Raider is said to have rejected the proposal of the great nobles at the Centaur Kura State Assembly, he gave up his coveting of our holy land of the Golden Plains, and turned south, it seems that he wants to pass through the defense line of the Barren Stone Temple guarded by your clan of the Old Sword Master, and enter the Dragon Plain!"

"Into the Plains of the Dragons, is there something wrong with the new khan's brain?"

Rogman paused for a moment, and then sneered, he rubbed his pigtailed chin, and after a few minutes, his eyes flashed, and he pointed at Duru and said, "In this case, you go back and send me a letter to the new khan, as long as he is really willing to go to the Dragon Plains, my Fireblade tribe is willing to give them the way to open the way for the Wastestone Temple, but in exchange, after the Great War on the Plains begins, they must help us attack the human alliance!"

"This... I don't think he will trust us! After all, the blood feud between the two races is already thick, and it is impossible to wash it away!"

Duru hesitated a little, but was scolded by the old sword master,

"Stupid! I'm not trying to get the new khan to trust us, it's just a deal, do you understand?Duru, if we lose this war, we don't have anything to say, but if we win, the territory of the human world will not be mentioned, and the fertile land of the Dragon Plains will really be handed over to the centaurs?

Rogman stood up, glanced around, pointed his finger on the map, and said earnestly,

"I know you don't like to hear it, but if the orcs want to develop, they really have to learn from our two old neighbors, live and reproduce, and live by hunting alone, which is true, but to live better, you need other ways, so the rich dragon plain is our best place to live and breed, and in terms of terrain, it is even more suitable than the golden plain surrounded by mountains, so let the centaurs go into the dragon plain to explore the way for us, at least we must know where to go and where we can't go, and when the war is won, I don't believe it, in the face of the orcs all over the northern frontier, the Wind Sweeper Khan will definitely make a wise choice. ”

The other chiefs didn't speak, of course, not that they thought that what the old sword master said was not wrong at all, but because this issue was more sensitive, before the new big chief was chosen, no guy with brains would rashly express an opinion on this issue, as for Rogman, it was still that sentence, his reputation was too big and too good, so even in broad daylight it was no problem to say these things.

Rontan changed the subject in time, he looked at Duru and asked softly,

"So Senkin still won't come? Kress and Walker won't leave?"

"Yes, Senkin, you know, he doesn't want to get involved in these things, as for the two chiefs of the Minotaurs, they are probably on the front line at this time with the guards to patrol the defense line, and I met Ruz when I left the Thunderhoof tribe, he... He also went to the Thunderhoof tribe with his guards to help, after all, although he joined the Clay Council, he was also a minotaur and the official chief of the Whitemane Clan, and there was no reason for us to stop him. ”

"Hmph, the white-maned clan is dead in name. ”

As the convener of the conference, Long Tan snorted coldly, he squinted at the two figures who appeared outside the tent just after Duru's words landed, it was the old mage Saruman in a sackcloth robe and the purple-robed archmage behind him, the original tower master of space, space walker William, these chiefs are very familiar with these two mages who appeared on the barren stone plateau a long time ago, Magmanda even gave William a hug, of course, the latter's face was very embarrassed, although he also knew that this was this rude guy's way of showing kindness, but as a mage, he was still a little uncomfortable with this rude behavior。

"Now that everyone is here, let's get started!"

Rontan stood up, and he picked up what had been beside his seat and threw it on the table, and at the sight of the twisted and unsightly broken trident and the palm-sized stone statue of Azhara, Saruman's face became extremely ugly, and Lontan's voice grew louder,

"You must be curious, why I used the precious summoning rune stone to summon everyone at this time, please take a look at this thing, this is the spoils that my people brought back the day before yesterday when they went out fishing, and lost the lives of four warriors! And just yesterday, the masters of these things have surrounded the northernmost part of the Wasteland Plateau, that is, the territory of the Ghost Wolf Clan, along the coastline of the North Sea, and I have seen no less than four regular armies of the Kraken cruising along the coastline, and the number of villains in those seas is increasing almost every minute! So let me guess who angered the queen of the Storm Sea and sent her people to the Wasteland Plateau to die in less than three days?"

Saruman didn't speak, but William, who was more grumpy, stood up with a snort, pointed at the yin and yang weird rumb, and said sharply, "What do you mean by this? At the beginning, we recruited the Kraken as an ally, and even divided a part of the Dragon Plain in exchange for getting the Ring of the Gods in the hands of the Kraken, which was all planned by our people after the unanimous consent of all the chiefs, and now there is a little problem, are you going to start nitpicking and turning your face and denying people?

"Minor questions?"

Longtan squinted, his eyes emitted a cold light, his withered fingers swept through the air, and an unclear spell projection appeared on the table in front of all the chiefs, from which everyone could see that on the undulating coastline, almost densely packed with bewitching snake tails, and in the distance, those krakens actually chiseled a large floating iceberg from the great glacier of the North Sea as a temporary camp, and the iceberg the size of a small mountain was also full of kraken warriors with swaying flags, and as the projection retracted, a large number of heavily armed warriors of the ghost wolf clan formed a charging formation, and the shamans of the ghost wolf summoned a large number of earth elements or fire elements, and the distance between the two sides was only two hundred meters, and the whole scene was simply on the verge of breaking out.

"That's the little problem you guys are talking about!"

Although this is just a game to fight the opponent, after all, it is related to the lives of his own people, so there is also a trace of anger in Longtan's voice, "Do you know how many warriors my clan will lose once these Krakens attack? Do you know how many warriors my clan will lose if the Krakens are mad and set off a big tsunami, plus that big iceberg, how many people in my ghost wolf clan will survive? Mage, you remember to me, this is not your game, every decision you make may decide the life and death of tens of thousands of orcs!"

"Rontan is right! William, my friend, you are not right!"

At this time, even Magmanda expressed her dissatisfaction with William's words just now with a cold face, and looking at the expressionless Rogman and the baring teeth of Duru, it was obvious that Longtan used a fact and a mistake of William to take the support of all the chiefs into his arms.

"And what do you want to do now?

Just when William's face was red from being choked by Longtan, Saruman finally spoke, his voice was low, stable and peaceful, and people couldn't help but feel like believing him, but there was no simple character sitting here, so Saruman could only open his clear eyes, and said slowly to Longtan who was looking at him,

"I'll admit that we made a big mistake in handling this matter, so much so that we implicated the Storm Grand Duke who rushed to help, the only sister of the Queen, into our hatred with the elves, and you must know the hatred between the Kraken and the elves, so after a great battle in the Sea of Storms, the Grand Duke of the Storm was captured by the Arcanists on the elven side, which is why your tribe suffered from the sky: because of our negligence, Faraki is very likely to lose her only sister, so it is normal for her to take her anger out on us。 ”

"Let me think about it, Farage's sister is called Asasina, isn't she? I remember she was on a trip to the Wasteland on behalf of her sister?"

The old sword saint Rogman, who had been closing his eyes, frowned and said, "Because of our mistakes, our allies have suffered like this, if I were Faragei, I would probably have led my troops directly to the Barren Rock Plateau, so now it seems that the reason why that queen did not attack was because of other reasons?"

The old sword saint's accompaniment obviously relieved Saruman, who had been suffering from the malice from Longtan alone, no matter how strong his strength was, but after all, this was the territory of the orcs, once Longtan caught this matter, they were likely to encounter a very embarrassing scene on the barren stone plateau, which was definitely not a good thing for Saruman, who was about to see the goal he had pursued in life for a lifetime, so he nodded and said truthfully,

"Farazi just sent these North Sea Siren tribes who originally lived not far from the Barren Rock Plateau, and her purpose was to give us a warning, as well as some pressure, the reason why she did this is very simple, there is actually a high probability that Asasina was hidden in Bay City by those elves, but everyone must know what Bay City has, and Faraki's strength alone is naturally unable to fight against the existence under Bay City, so her purpose is actually very simple, she needs us to send enough reinforcements to stand on her side and force back the old dragon in order to rescue her sister。 ”

"Push back, I can't see it, can I?"

"I've heard that the Kraken has made a private agreement with you, and that the Krakens will send troops from the North Sea to attack the human fleet after the outbreak of war, and in exchange, you must help the queen with a great appetite to gain domination of Bay City, and even the Stormy Seas, isn't it?

"That's enough!

Before Saruman could speak, Magmanda, who had been silent, stood up first, "I know you are still angry about the death of your child Andre, but it is not Mr. Saruman's fault, the original proposal to exchange protons to achieve full cooperation with the Nine Towers Council was also passed together, as for Andre, it can only be said that the child's fate has twisted and turned." ”

"Yes, my child's fate is so tortuous, he died like a feather on the territory of the Nine Towers, but don't forget, the mages who are responsible for protecting him were personally chosen by Saruman, what he said at the beginning, foolproof, hehe! How do you let me go to his mother after death? The woman who lives and dies in the Tooth-bursting wolves to protect the child?"

There was a sadness on Rontan's face that could not be concealed, but if you looked closely, you would see that this guy's eyes were full of smug smiles, and perhaps when he sent André away, he didn't expect that the child who had never been liked by him would become a trump card for himself to contain Saruman at this time.

"Okay, Lontan, I can understand your sadness, but at this moment, please think more about the group. ”

Rogman persuaded, then turned his head to look at Saruman, the old orc's eyes were as sharp as knives, and the aura that was not weaker than Saruman made the Shadow Lord's face even more ugly.

"Did you agree to the agreement?"

Rogman asked.

"Not yet! Taida's threat is too great, if you can't kill it on the spot, judging from the recovery power of the dragon in the ancient texts, it will be an endless trouble. ”

"Then promise that little fellow Faraki! This time I will go myself! Kill Teda as an explanation to my allies! But in exchange, the Kraken must immediately retreat to the Sea of Storms, and not hurt the people of Rontan!"

"What!"

"Lord Rogman, this!"

At the moment when the old swordmaster stood up from his seat with a resolute face, even the intrigue Longtan froze in place, not to mention the others, and Saruman was equally surprised, but then he smiled relievedly, he stood up, bowed to Rogman, and William was even more so.

"We're ashamed to put you in danger because of our mistakes, and we're going to sit back and enjoy it, Mr. Rogman!"

Saruman's bow is absolutely sincere, if the relationship between the Kraken and the Orcs is allowed to deteriorate, maybe the war with the humans that has been planned for a long time will also be affected, and at this time, Rogman stepped forward to help the King of the Kraken to slay the dragon, which is equivalent to using his own life to add an insurance to the relationship between the two races, this kind of behavior in the eyes of the Orcs is the most glorious behavior that made Magmanda stand up with the table at the beginning, shouting to go with the old Sword Master.

"No, Magmanda, you are the hope of the orcs, and I, the old man, can only help you in this matter of force, if I am unlucky... I hope that whoever becomes the Great Chief can take care of the Fire Blade Clan!"

Rogman smiled and patted Magmanda on the shoulder, and then gave a gentle smile to Rontan, and the two favorites nodded their heads, indicating that they would do their best to help the Fireblade Clan regardless of whether the old Sword Master was there or not.

"It's our own trouble, after all, so I'll have Lilith and Trisleyman go with you, and when that's not possible, Trisleyman's interdimensional teleportation can teleport everyone back to the Wastestone Plateau at once. ”

Saruman said to Rogman, who nodded, and in a short time, a simple teleportation array was formed under the hand of William the Space Walker, since Trisley Leman and Lilith had already passed in advance, so Rogman needed to meet them first, so they could quickly get to Bay City through the convenient teleportation device along the way.

On the other hand, when Farage, who was in Walshath's Sleep, received Saruman's handwritten letter from the northern front, he almost immediately forwarded the letter to an extremely secret mailbox in the port of Bay City, and a few hours later, Elivan, who had already accompanied Wendy to bathe the donkey Murphy and the two wolf cubs sent back by Captain Conn, got the letter, and he whistled.

"Good show, it's open!" (To be continued.) )