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Baroque adheres to one of its beliefs: if you get help but can't protect your friends or brothers who help you, it is your own failure! Even though it is just a pack of the most ordinary wild wolves in the tundra, if you are helped by them, then Baroque thinks that you must repay the favor.

―Passing through the half-covered woods covered by snow, Baroque sees wolves being slaughtered by a pack of orcs riding on wolves. In the face of the horse-tall wolf and the fierce orc armed with a heavy sword mace, it is difficult for ordinary wild wolves to resist. The snow on the ground had been stained red with blood, and there were dozens of wild wolf corpses strewn across the field.

Baroque's anger erupted suddenly, he raised the giant axe in his hand and roared, he hadn't released it for a long time, the battle shaman's spell [Ice Blade] was activated again, and more than thirty huge ice blades suddenly appeared around his body, flying around him rapidly. The frost wolf Rak also released the exact same ice blade magic, and at this time he could no longer see the Baroque's figure, and his periphery was full of white swirling ice blades, stirring up snow and mist in the sky, accompanied by a sharp whistling sound, and rushed towards the enemy.

The thirteen wolf cavalry behind him strictly guarded the formation between each other, like a cluster of arrows following the baroque charge.

Drygo was in the midst of slaughtering the wolves when he suddenly saw someone rushing towards him. He stopped, squinted, and smiled cruelly............ Very good. Since you are here to die, it will save me a lot of time. As long as the strongest guys are killed here, the rest of that tribe won't have to worry about anything.

≌ Yu spared the miserable wolves, and Derry roared and summoned his subordinates. Fifty wolf cavalry against thirteen wolf warriors, he thought there was almost no suspense about the outcome. Get carried away. He ignored the snow mist flying around Baroque's body, and thought it was the snowflakes brought up by the giant wolf's running.

Derrigo led his men and rushed towards the cavalry of the Wolf Tribe. Two sharp arrows...... Baroque and Derry soon collided with each other with a dull thud that turned out to be unexpected.

Derrigo was horrified to find himself flying, and his wolf had flown upside down with him for more than ten feet before falling into the snow. Just the impact. It was as if he had hit a mountain wall and was smashed into the air. Derry Go was a beast warrior close to the earth level, and the defensive battle qi outside his body protected him after all, but the wolf under his crotch was not so lucky. Baroque and Rak both attacked with ice blades, and countless basin-sized ice blades sliced through them at great speed. In an instant, the wolf's thick fur was torn apart, and before he could even let out a wail, the front chest and skull were minced under the splash of blood.

Baroque castration continued unabated, and after knocking Derry away, he still rushed towards the fifty wolf cavalry behind. Those orcs were not idiots, and they were so frightened that they dodged and did not dare to face them head-on. But Barrotan and others, who followed the Baroque, also seized the opportunity to throw the spear in their hand. Thirteen throwing spears after being thrown. They dragged their tomahawks and rushed forward, grabbed the handle of the axe with both hands, and slashed out diagonally!

This movement has been practiced many times. At this time, very good results were achieved. When the orcs of the severed head tribe were chiseled through by the Baroque impact, their courage had been severely bruised, and then they were panicked by the spear, and then they had to dodge the following tomahawk chopping, and it was too late to say anything, and more than a dozen orcs were directly chopped off by the tomahawk!

Drygo was dumbfounded. He never expected that these guys who he didn't look at and even had to sneak attack were so terrifying. Fifty wolf cavalry were even just in contact. More than a dozen people were killed. The Severed Head Tribe is a large tribe, but there are only a hundred absolute elites like the wolf cavalry. The loss is simply unbearable. Derry could already anticipate the wrath of the Khachaga patriarch when he returned...

Baroque was a little confused, he had heard too many legends about the orc wolf cavalry, and in either version, the wolf cavalry was undoubtedly synonymous with the orc elite. Just now he suddenly saw more than fifty orcs riding huge wolves, and he was really a little vigilant. Fearing that the thirteen wolf cavalry under his command would not be able to fight, he and Rak unleashed a double ice blade technique together, which was to suppress the enemy's sharp energy first.

At this time, it was actually the wolf cavalry of the blue wolf tribe led by Barrotan who pressed the orcs of the severed tribe to attack, and there were more than a dozen orcs lying on the ground, and those mounts of the brown wolves were unharmed, but after the owner on their backs died, they slowly hid to the periphery, waiting for the orcs to end the battle............ It's so strange, if it's a big battle between orcs and humans, the brown wolf will attack the enemy with his master until he dies. But if it is a cannibalism between orcs, the brown wolf only fulfills the duty of a mount, and will never help his master attack a hostile orc! Some people say that this is a blessing given to orcs by the spirit of the ancestors, and the wolves on the continent are born with a special affection for orcs.

After all, it is also the elite of a tribe, and after experiencing the initial panic, the remaining orcs came back to their senses, roared angrily, and fought evenly with Barrotan and them.

Derry picked up his heavy sword, and his body surged out a strong battle aura close to the earth level, staring at the baroque, about to attack. When he saw Baroque riding a frost wolf, he thought that the ice blade was the wolf's magic.

The next time the giant wolf casts magic, he needs to rest for a while to brew his magic power, Derry thinks that with his beast battle qi close to the [earth level], he can easily dodge the attack of the giant wolf, and the handsome orc cub riding on it will not have too high strength, he can easily kill it.

Baroque simply jumped off Lack's back, dragged his tomahawk, and walked indifferently towards Derrego, the ice blades around him disappearing, replaced by a beastly aura that was no less than that of Derrego............ Don't forget, Baroque is not only a shaman, he is also a powerful warrior who cultivates the beast's fighting spirit.

Derry finally realizes that something is wrong...... The young and strong orc in front of him was unfathomable, and his fighting spirit was no less than his own. Plus the frost wolf staring at the back. The full certainty just now became less than half, and he even vaguely felt that he might not be an opponent.

Suddenly there was a whistling sound in the distance, and a group of orc warriors in leather armor and battle axes in hand turned the woods and rushed towards them, and they ran wildly. Soon came to the battlefield. The battle formations arranged in a standard manner were like human pikemen and infantry, holding their battle axes diagonally in unison to press the wolf cavalry. Those wolf cavalry were entangled by Barotan and his men, and watched as a huge threat approached behind them!

"Stop, all stop...... We are from the Severed Tribe...... It's all a misunderstanding......" Derry shouted as he threw away his heavy sword and waved his hands. He can only make this choice. Because the hunch told him that if he hesitated a little longer, and waited for the orc tomahawk infantry to draw their spears and throw them from behind, his wolf cavalry would be in danger of being wiped out.

Baroque sneered and waved his hand...... Just kidding, do you say stop it? Then there is a price to pay, at least ............ At least keep all your wolf mounts!

The tomahawk infantry temporarily lowered their tomahawks, drew their short throwing spears from their backs, and received the order to continue the attack of the Baroque, and threw out the metal throwing spears in their hands without hesitation. The orc cavalry, which had been entangled by Barotan and Zainzu, could not dodge and were hit by spears, and half of the orcs fell from their mounts. But this time, in the end, the hand was spared, and it was only to pierce their shoulders or legs. No lives were harmed. ...

"Damn, stop, among the people you hurt are the shamanic guards. Offending the venerable shaman, are you prepared to suffer the punishment of the entire orc clan?" Derry is going crazy! Of the fifty wolf cavalry he brought out, more than a dozen of them were two shamanic guardians stationed in the severed head tribe. It was the Hatchata patriarch who had lent money from two shamans to help search for the orcs of the small tribe that had suffered from the snow. Just now, there was a flurry of spear throws, and at least six or seven of the escort warriors fell to the ground with serious injuries. I don't know if I live or die.

Because of the special status of shamanic sacrifices, and they are becoming more and more rare. The entire orc race is protecting them. Anyone who offends a shamanic sacrifice for no reason is considered a great sin. Derrigo's courage was dissipated by the blow, and this could only be used to intimidate the warriors of the Blue Wolf Tribe!

"Hehe, this venerable orc warrior is really impressive, I doubt that you are still an orc?" Baroque said sarcastically, and finally stopped the attack of the clansmen. Looking at Derrygo, he said, "You have come to attack my tribe and wantonly hurt my friends, causing heavy casualties to the wolf race, so you must be prepared to be killed." Don't quibble for any other ridiculous reason, even if you're from the Severed Tribe, we don't want to be enemies of any orcs, but that doesn't mean we're afraid of you. Whether you are impulsive, greedy, or simply following the orders of your severed tribal chief. ”

"From the moment you lead your subordinates to launch a sneak attack, you have become our enemy, and the Severed Tribes have become our enemies because of you, and if you are not enemies, you have become enemies! If my blue wolf tribe wins............" Baroque forced Derry to look at the shocked Derry and showed a meaningful smile: "There is only one blue wolf tribe within a thousand miles, and there will never be any severed head tribe......!" Baroque's words are also a challenge to you Severed Tribes, bring my words to the Hatchata Patriarch of the Severed Tribes, get out of here!

Derrigo's angry eyes were on fire, and he felt that his dignity had been seriously insulted, but in the face of Baroque's daring eyes, he held back and said nothing!

The shaman's eyes penetrated his heart, and Baroque could see at a glance the weakness of Derrigor's character, perhaps because he had the talent to cultivate the beast's combat qi, which made his strength much stronger than that of an ordinary orc, and he may have never suffered too many setbacks. So he usually looks tough and arrogant, but once he encounters the desperate situation of life and death, he retreats directly. Being scolded as a coward was almost the biggest insult to the orcs, but Derrigo actually endured it, and after the initial stunned shock, his subordinates showed disdain and disgusting expressions one after another, and some even spat directly in front of him. Throw away the weapon and just sit together in silence. Now that you have lost, then leave it to the enemy, but don't think that they will beg for mercy!

Baroque gave Derry a wolf and let go of more than a dozen shamanic guards, and to the laughter of the people, they ran for their lives!

Baroque didn't explain why he said such provocative words, he glanced at Barotan, Zainzu, and Anglei, and saw confidence and excitement in their eyes--well, the biggest hole card of the blue wolf tribe, the beast armored warrior has defeated fifty elite wolf cavalry of a so-called big orc tribe before he can make a move, and it is not difficult to conquer the severed head tribe!