Tulayan and they are just intimidating, after all, Sebastu is Plotoya's uncle, and even if they fall out internally, it is their family affair. It would have embarrassed Protoya if they had done it to Sebasto, so they didn't.

Sebastu also retreated, of course, under the threat of Tulayan and them, he would definitely not go after the Great Elder Oneto. After trying to get them to release the battle shaman, but when he refused, Sebasto turned away with a sense of humor. Plotoya's voice sounded behind him: "My father has died, and my mother has long since returned to the temple of the ancestral spirits. If you're still a member of our family, go back to their graveyard. ”

Sebasto's body shook, and then silently jumped on Lahoud's giant palm, flipped over to the top of his head, and left into the distance, at that moment his figure suddenly aged a lot!

Angrey pricked up his ears, and he seemed to see the gossip in it (and the neologism learned by the Baroque patriarchs). It seems that this Sebasto not only failed to fight with old Crutu for the patriarch back then, but even lost the fight for women, no wonder he ran away in a fit of anger. Of course, this kind of thing should not be asked, and it would not be good if Plottoya became angry.

Elder Cecil came out of the fence, and without waiting for them to salute, he hurriedly commanded them: "Hurry, hurry back to the tribe, for the army of the Shamanic Presbyterians has slaughtered our lord's settlement." There is no strength there, and if we suffer losses, we will not be able to explain to the Baroque patriarch. ”

With no time to waste, the mess was left to Elder Cecil to clean up, and Yatutu and Balintha quickly gathered the orc soldiers who could still fight, reluctantly formed two more hundreds, mounted their horses and followed Angel as they galloped towards the main camp.

Cecil watched the warriors of his clan go away, and then turned around with a worried face and summoned his clan to quickly treat the wounded. Although the battle just now was short, it was too fierce, even if it killed several times the enemy, there were still nearly a hundred soldiers of the Blue Wolf Tribe killed and hundreds injured. And without the baroque patriarch's shamanic witch doctor's magic treatment, those seriously injured orcs probably won't last long! The blue wolf tribe is still too shallow and extremely short of veterinarians. It is also not known if the Baroque will be able to achieve its ambition to control a human state, if it can be realized. Then you can learn all the medical skills from humans, which is a great good thing for the whole tribe.

.................. Dividing line ..................

When Grand Elder Onetto's army emerged in the distant sky, the sentries of the Blue Wolf Tribe in the hill settlement immediately spotted the enemy. There is no tribe of friends around here who has such power, and there is no doubt that the one who comes is not good. The sentry immediately raised the alarm. and sent someone to report to the elder Ziad.

Ziad is supervising the children of the tribe to learn the lingua franca of the continent, even if Susan and Celine leave with Baroque. Because this is something that the Baroque patriarch has repeatedly explained! You must know that the entire blue wolf tribe, except for those who followed him from the gravel wasteland, have basically learned the lingua franca of the continent, and the other nearly 8,000 orcs are very few literate, and they can almost be counted on two hands. Baroque thus gave a death order: no young orcs need to work, their task is to read and learn everything they can learn. No matter how stupid you are, you have to learn by rote.

The two little orcs who were the first to take in and then studied with Celine. The Uzard and Tahir brothers are now a year older. They got out of the existential crisis, were cared for by the blue wolf tribe, and grew up healthily. Twelve-year-old Uzard was as strong as a calf, and six-year-old Tahir was as smart as a human child, not like an orc at all. The brothers are most of Celine and Susan's favorite, and are the only orcs in the entire tribe who have no unnatural thoughts about their human identity. In fact, the two little ones have secretly respected Celine and Susan as mothers, and have studied with them seriously, and now the brothers have even been able to take on the simple task of teaching other little orcs to read, which makes them both very happy.

In fact, as a shamanic priest, Baroque had already secretly checked the potential of the two of them. At the beginning, I found that they were very good, so I taught them seriously. Later, with him and the totem beast Rak, the worship of the faith was gradually established in the tribe every morning and evening, and the two little ones were also the most devout and observed. Before the Baroque went to the Duchy of Hansea. He was pleasantly surprised to find that Ussad already had extremely obvious characteristics on his body, and he was about to produce a beast battle qi. For hundreds of years, such a young beast warrior had never heard of it. As for Tahir, it was even more exciting for the Baroque............ The little guy actually has the talent of shamanic sacrifice. Baroque had decided to teach the little guy shamanic techniques when he returned. and help him unlock the power of the shamanic witch doctor.

An old man and two small orcs were in the largest wooden house in the tribe, looking at the dense group of little orcs there with their heads down and learning to write, with a smile on their faces and a satisfied expression. The soldiers who suddenly broke in disrupted the tranquility here...... "Elder Ziyad, no, there are a large number of unknown orcs attacking, and they are already less than thirty miles away from the hill settlement. ”

The little orc suddenly became a little commotion, and Ziad shouted in a deep voice: "What are you panicking about? Learn your lingua franca well, you don't have to worry about these things." Usard, take a good look at them, and if anyone is lazy, remember to punish him for not eating tonight. With that, Ziad hurried out of the cabin.

There was no need to be predetermined, and soon Ziyad got new news. The soldiers of the two centurians stationed there on the hill were withdrawn. They looked a little embarrassed, and an orc centurion at the head of them reported: "Elder Ziad, they are enemies, there are too many, there are tens of thousands of people. We sent a team of ten to inquire about their intentions, and they killed and trampled them without stopping. Seeing that things are not good, we will first protect our people and retreat. ”

Ziad slapped the centurion casually: "Damn Nafro, are you so afraid of death? Running back without any resistance, can't you buy even a second more for our tribe to block it?"

The centurion, who was called Nafro, immediately turned red, and he turned back and shouted, "We are not afraid of death, we just want to help more people retreat into the belly of the mountain as soon as possible." Elder Ziad, remember my name, and Nafro will die by the sword of the enemy. Brethren, don't let our people look down on us, let us die a glorious death!"

Two hundred orcs with blood-red eyes, their honor dishonored and in need of blood. Drawing their battle axes and heavy swords, they rode away from the main settlement, turning back to kill the army of enemies who were already approaching from afar. With big tears in his eyes, Ziyad turned around and ordered: "Gather all the clansmen and immediately withdraw into the cave hall in the belly of the mountain." Send someone to ask the gray dwarves for help......"

The two hundred-man teams led by Naflo were recruits, and although they were brave, they only relied on a bloody bravery. Neither did they fully learn the [Hungry Wolf Battle Array], nor did they learn the [Wolf Riding Guerrilla Technique] that the Baroque modeled after the Mongols' [Mangu Tactics], and even they did not experience any major battles. When encountering the 6,000 army of the Shamanic Elders, it barely stirred up much of a wave, and it was completely annihilated under the iron hoof. Only a brave and fearless figure was left.

Grand Elder Oneto was a little painful, although the two hundred-man teams of the Blue Wolf Tribe had no battlefield experience, they still caused a lot of damage to his army, at least dozens of battle-hardened orc warriors were killed and wounded, which made him angry. At the same time, he also wants to exterminate the rebellious blue wolf tribe in front of him more and more!

An army of six thousand pounced on it, and soon reached the foot of the mountain, and the rocky mountain city where the main colony of the Blue Wolf tribe was settled had already taken on a majestic appearance, and although a small part of it had just been completed, it was also shocking. Shaman Bloon whispered in the ear of Grand Elder Oneto: "It seems that the rumor I heard is true, the Blue Wolf Tribe must have found the legendary Gray Dwarf Tribe, otherwise with our orcs, we would never have the ability to dig a rock castle." The Grey Dwarves are a vassal race of our orc ancestors thousands of years ago, and they must obey our Valley of Miracles and take them from the Blue Wolf Tribe. ”

O'Neto thought so, but his expression remained unchanged, silently looking at the mountains in the distance. The orcs in the mountains had all hidden, and on the thick rocky walls stood orc warriors in bright armor, their weapons and armor were eye-catching, and the truth of the rumor was even more certain.

"Attack, break their castle, and kill all those who dare to resist. "Onetto gave the order to Bron. The gates of the mountain city are still made of rough wood, and Bron, the blue-robed shaman, plus all the battle sacrifices, should be able to destroy it in one fell swoop.

Bronn grinned, and led the seven battle shamans forward, they erected their totem poles on the ground, chanting incantations one after another, and their respective totem beasts rose from the totem poles, and their strength was actually able to condense and gather into a ball, like a huge ram wrapped in ice and rock and earth thorns, and slammed into the gate several feet high.

At this moment, a loud shout suddenly came from the castle: "Look for death!" accompanied by a thick metal spear roaring! The speed of the metal spear was so fast that even Bronn and the other shamans had no time to react.

The target of the spear was Bron, this blue-robed elder was shocked, he was also powerful in the end, and instantly summoned the totem to form a thick ice shield in front of him, which was stronger than steel. Unfortunately, it didn't have any effect, the spear still shattered the ice shield, directly pierced Bron's chest, passed through his body, and fell more than ten feet behind him, half of the spear body was inserted into the rock on the ground.

Bronn looked down incredulously, looking at the transparent hole in his chest, his heart was long gone. Then he fell to the ground in a daze, completely unconscious!--An indifferent figure stood on the rock wall--Baroque's eyes were only fixed on the great elder Onetto, who was sitting on the back of a wolf, and only this old orc deserved to be taken so seriously by Baroque, of course, only seriously!

After the silence, there was an uproar! )