In the chaotic orc camp, the heavy rotten wood and a few gray rag tents were dangling, exuding a smell of rot in the cellar, showing their own cheapness all the time.

But even this tent, wrapped in the unsparing and vicious language of humans, not every orc can afford to live.

Poor!

To sum up, the current beasts can be described in this word, lack of supplies, lack of food, except, revenge, and even lack of courage to live.

If you look at it from above, on the white earth, hundreds of majestic totem poles stand like giants, exuding strange fluctuations, dividing the whole world into two parts, inside the totem pole, heavy snow, outside the totem pole, steep winter.

Under the totem pole, a huge strange-shaped wooden house has been covered with snow, exuding a noble atmosphere.

Around the house, thousands of gray tents stand large and small, and thousands of cubs shuttle between the tents, playing and playing.

And farther away, under caves, grass nests, piles of wood, and even piles of stones, hundreds of thousands of powerful figures sleep soundly, and will nurse the ever-increasing wounds on their bodies.

"Schalke, you've gone too far. ”

The old voice sounded slowly, weak, and every word seemed to be exhausted.

The orcs walking among the tents were startled, and the hideous faces that had caused countless human terrans to be frightened were panicked, and they all lowered their heads to show respect.

"Great Shaman, what did I do?"

Schalke squinted at a pair of tiger eyes indifferently, the huge tiger palm slapped the ****'s chest, a pair of tiger teeth slowly stretched out, and the flickering fierce light made everyone present feel like a man's back, and couldn't help but tense his nerves.

Woshi silently walked up to Kutel, his huge body blocking Kutel and Chasara behind him.

"Hmph, rubbish. Schalke glanced contemptuously at Wostone, his gaze constantly sweeping over the fatal part of Wostone.

"Mighty Woshi is not waste. Waushi said in a deep voice.

Schalke's eyes narrowed, and his words to refute him in public were a provocation to him, even if they were really insulting to you.

He raised his tiger paw, and three claws bounced out, "Waste, three thousand pigs." ”

"This can't be!" Wolshi roared, his majestic muscles bulging high, his blood rushing all over his body, the heat rising on his sturdy body, and the snowflakes falling before he could get close.

"Five thousand!"

"You're dreaming!" roared Woshi, bloodshot eyes that imprisoned the anger in his eyes and suppressed its burning.

Shakel cut his voice disdainfully, and said slowly: "Seven thousand!"

"Enough, Schalke, you're too much. ”

"Great shaman, you don't have to meddle in the affairs between the tribes. ”

The thick scepter fell heavily to the ground, and Guntel said in a deep voice, "It's time of war! Shakel, what do you want to do!"

"What do you want to do?" Shakel looked at the increasing number of beast leaders around him, and said with a vicious smile: "My Tiger Clan's casualties are too great, and the warriors are going to run out of strength, I want them to have a good meal of blood food!"

"Blood Food!" "Blood-eating!" Setter's cloudy eyes erupted in vain with an age-inappropriate light, and a wave of anger erupted from his eyes, "If you want to eat blood, you go to the Terrans, and kill as many as you want." ”

"I'll get tired of eating too much, not to mention that human flesh doesn't taste as good as Pig, isn't it? Besides, Woshi didn't speak, Guntel, are you too anxious!huh?"

Shakel looked at Guntel fiercely, and a strong ferocious aura rushed towards him, like a fierce tiger opening its bloody mouth, setting off a bloody rain.

"Bang"

The majestic figure fell backwards irrepressibly, and its thick legs were buried deep in the snow, setting off two waves of snow.

Wushi buried his head, his steps became a bow, and he stubbornly resisted the tide of blood in front of him, the blood was dripping down, and the two blood streams on his thick lips flowed "lala", and after a while, a large layer of snow was stained red.

"Hmph, I'm not very smart, though. Worst raised his head, gasping for breath in the huge nostrils characteristic of the Pigs, "However, the mighty Pig King Wortstone will never betray his people. Never!"

"Never!"

The surging blood qi rose from Wushi's body and roared, and the powerful power of the three-star warrior turned into a boiling hot gas "canopy" and spread to all directions, and countless snow melted in an instant, revealing a large area of dark land.

"Yes, I will never betray my own people!"

"Never, the orcs will never betray their people, they will never betray their people!" the king of the bear clan strode forward, standing in front of Worstone and looking at Shakel angrily.

"Never betray!" "The Minotaur Patriarch Kas bent his huge horns and shouted, "Shakel, the last time the Tiger Man attacked the Minotaur tribe, this time, you have to give me an explanation." ”

"Yes, give me an explanation, your tiger clan is too arrogant, and you have seized the military rations belonging to our ape tribe, and I want to ask the emperor for justice. ”

"Seek justice from the emperor?" the dark golden tiger's eyes turned slightly, as the king of the jungle, this sentence was more like a naked humiliation, a humiliation of the noble race of the tiger clan.

Who can get the Tiger Clan to give him an account!

"Whew~"

There was a terrifying tiger roar, rolling and ferocious, and Sen Ran's murderous aura spread like a mountain of knives, enveloping the four fields.

"You have to be like the emperor to ask for an explanation!"

In the midst of the snowflakes falling in the sky, Shakel's figure stood like a demon, and the strong tiger power rolled up the fishy wind, cold and desperate.

More than a dozen patriarchs and kings' voices froze, and the righteous accusations fell into the air awkwardly, not knowing where to fall.

Gradually, one by one, the incomparably noble beings slowly lowered their heads, and retreated to both sides, revealing the Pig-King Worrstone in the middle, who had been silent since he shouted the first sentence.

"A bunch of waste! Even the eggs have been lost on the battlefield!" Shakel squinted indifferently, and the dark golden tiger eyes turned around, and a snowflake in front of him was split in an instant.

He turned around, stared at Woshi and said coldly, "As for you, Pig, this king has underestimated you."

Wushi raised his head and looked down at Shakel in front of him, his honest voice was a little hoarse because of his solemnity, "Tiger King, you have passed." ”

Again. Shakel waved his hand impatiently, "Pig, I can't stand your nonsense anymore, as the Tiger King, you should only obey me." ”

"We are equal to each other. ”

"Equality?haha" Shackle laughed wildly, his colorful hair fluttering in the wind, each one laughing at Pig's inadequacy.

"Between Us"

"Enough!"

Shackle roared, his thick palm slammed into Wortstone's neck, rock-like muscles trembled, and a "bang" lifted Worst up.

"You know, Pig. The fierce tiger eyes stared viciously at Wushi's face that was red from suffocation, and said viciously: "Strength, only power can make you say such things, there is nothing but power, and now you are alive only because this is the council chamber, you remember for me, except for this place, in this case, you would have been my dinner!"

"So, shut your pee-filled mouth for me, unless, you want to die!"

After speaking, Shakel waved his arm, and Worrstone's tall body flew out with a "whoosh", and smashed down with a "boom", setting off a wave of snow.

"And you, the waste without eggs. Shakel glanced around coldly, his gaze was everywhere, like a king inspecting the territory, majestic as a corona, no patriarch dared to look directly at his brilliance, and looked at him, "Now, it is the era of war, the beasts need you waste, although you are weak and pitiful, but at least you can provide blood food for the real warriors, so I let you live, but you remember, this does not mean that you will live forever, when the war is over, I will personally awaken the memory of terror in your blood, so that you can be clear, Clearly remember what is the survival rule of the orcs!"

"So pray, guys, to make this war last longer. ”

Shakel licked his scarlet lips, the blood-colored fangs popped out slightly, the air was suffocated, and all the patriarchs raised their heads one by one, looking at Shakel with a pale face.

Shakel didn't care, turned around, looked at the group in front of him who was tightly protected by Chasala, and smiled fiercely, "This king is not wrong, the great shaman!"

"Alas~"

With a sigh, Gutel seemed to be old in an instant, his tall body was slightly rickety, he glanced at the patriarch and king who dared to be angry and dare not speak, and then looked at the rich provocation in Shakel's dark golden pupils, and a sadness permeated.

Ten years, a simple ten years, the monstrous hatred of revenge has been sharpened by a slightly comfortable life, leaving only stupidity and cowardice to fill the already unintelligent brains, fighting for power and power over trivial things every day, and making themselves smart.

"The beast god is above, is it wrong to say that migration, is revenge wrong?"

Gutel prayed silently, turned around, and walked towards the quaint and dark tall wooden door behind him, step by step, extremely heavy.

"Squeak~"

The gate opened, and the snowflakes roared like a dragon, whistling into the gate, setting off a steep cold wind and hammering down on the fragile wooden house.

The cabin trembled, groaned in pain, creaked and creaked, and seemed to be overwhelmed and torn apart in the next moment.

Clusters of flames ignited "poof", from the door to the end of the wooden house, the darkness was expelled, the hazy fire gradually lit up in the cold wind, each flame violated the laws of nature, frantically grabbed the power of the cold wind, and more surging fires appeared.

"Bang"

Dozens of pillars of fire erupted, swept up like a fire dragon, **** roof, a roar sounded violently, and the hazy blood light spread from the end of the wooden house, and suddenly wrapped the entire wooden house with a blood-colored film.

"Old friend, don't despair, the blood debt owed by the Terrans will be paid with blood!" )