(If you want to hear more of your voices and receive more of your suggestions, search for the WeChat public account "qdread" now and follow it to give more support to "Beast Apocalypse"!) The northern tundra has a harsh climate, and here all year round, from the beginning of October to the end of April, it is a very cold winter, heavy snow is frozen, and a silver world. Only from May to September is there a short period of warm season, when the snow melts and the grass and plants on the ground sprout and grow, revealing a different spring color to the lonely and desolate tundra.

Usually only during this time, the orcs, who have suffered for seven months of winter, have to work extra hard to graze, so that the weak cattle and sheep can replenish food, produce young, and grow the herd.

Orcs can endure hardship, especially the orc tribes in the northern tundra, they are much tougher than those who live in the human world. Perhaps the orcs of the human world will laugh at their fellow people in the northern tundra, and laugh at these fools who nest in the desolate world of ice and snow, clinging to the last bit of pitiful glory left by their ancestors. But how could the orcs of the northern tundra not despise them who have lost their bloodiness and have been completely enslaved by humans, and will only wag their tails and beg for mercy from humans, in order to obtain a little charity that seems to be abundant, but is actually a handout in exchange for selling their dignity and personality?

It is precisely this mutual disdain that eventually forms mutual hostility, so it is not surprising that there are orc slaves in the ranks of the human army to conquer the orcs.

From the moment he saw the orc slaves wearing the leather armor of the legion logo in the cavalry of the [Crown Stag Legion], Baroque was on guard against the inferior orcs behind him everywhere. It was only then that he realized a problem............ At first, the orcs only said that they were captured while fighting against the Paddington army, but did not say whether they were fighting for their own tribe or for something else. Even they are most likely a group of orc slaves from another country!

The more Baroque thought about it, the closer it felt to the truth, they were now walking through the steppes of the Adria Equestria, and the inferior orcs were too silent, and this calm was alarming.

Claimed to be in danger of being detected by humans. Baroque deliberately left behind with a group of clansmen, and privately contacted and talked with his fellow clansmen who had selected and trained these inferior orcs in Liquor City, and had a general idea in his heart.

Once again, he smiled bitterly at his stupid decision. Baroque decided to take the hell and put these inferior orcs to the test. If they really are a bunch of slave soldiers. Then expecting them to integrate into their own tribe is tantamount to a fool's dream. Although the cunning humans use the orc slaves as consumables, they have no regard for their life and death. However, they can still keep the slave soldiers well fed and clothed, and the more they become slaves of the elite legion, the better they will be treated. Maybe these orcs saw the elite and strength of the [Crown Bucks Army] and came up with other ideas, right?

Baroque guessed the same as the real situation. The kingdom where these inferior orcs were located lost the battle against Paddington's army, and the slaves became prisoners. Orc slaves don't have a sense of statehood. They choose their masters at will, and humans don't expect them to play much of a role on the battlefield. However, this excellent miscellaneous beast slave was very popular with human soldiers, but when these slave soldiers were just about to be escorted to serve in the army elsewhere, they were 'rescued' by the Baroque and his people!

I have to say that when the Baroque led his people to form the [Hungry Wolf Legion], when they wreaked havoc in the south of Paddington, their bloody methods not only made human beings scruple, but also terrified those orc slaves, so that these orc slaves had a delusion...... I feel that it is also a good choice to follow my fierce kindred.

Unfortunately, they soon regretted it, because the Baroque ended up taking them on a hard trek. After traveling thousands of miles, it is unexpectedly necessary to return to the legendary harsh northern tundra. Taken in the majesty of the Baroque, the orc slaves dared not speak out. Several times on the way, I tried to escape. But after the Baroque evaded the human pursuers again and again, and taught them a hard lesson, the orc slaves did not dare to mention the idea of escaping, for fear that the butcher-like shaman would slaughter them all...

However, when they were about to enter the northern tundra at the end, they saw Odria's elite legion [Crown Stag], and the orc slaves were ready to move again, this was the last chance, if you didn't want to follow into the icy tundra to suffer, you had to do something!

On the second day of entering the steppe. Once again, they saw the dust from afar and hurriedly hid. A second group of human cavalry roared by. The orc slaves finally couldn't hold it anymore, and a few guys suddenly got up from their hiding places. They were about to run out, but unfortunately they just raised their bodies, and they felt a sharp pain in their waist and abdomen, and a frost wolf clan warrior appeared behind them at some point, with a sneer on his face, and the short sword pierced deep into his body from his waist ribs.

The next spicy hand killed a dozen orc slave soldiers, and the remaining dozens of guys shrank into a ball, not daring to make any moves. Baroque glanced coldly, waiting for the human cavalry to pass before figuring out what to do with them.

The whistling cavalry soon moved away, and the orcs emerged from the hollows of the grassy slopes where they were hiding. The group surrounded the inferior orcs. The Baroque people were full of anger one by one, and when they first heard Baroque's commands, they felt very disapproving, and even thought that the Baroque patriarch was making a big fuss. In the eyes of the clansmen, how could they betray their fellow orcs if they were the same orcs? But the reality disappointed them, if it weren't for the quick action, these damn guys would have lured the human cavalry over. In the endless steppe, in the face of at least a thousand elite cavalry, there was no hope of escape at all.

"Spare us, we don't want to go to the northern tundra, where it's cold and barren, and we're either starving to death or freezing to death. Let's go, we swear, we will never reveal your whereabouts, Baroque shaman, we swear ......!" the orcs became frightened, and one by one they prostrated on the ground and begged for mercy. Some of these guys are even taller and stronger than the Baroque, but the ugly gestures they make at the moment are extremely disgusting. There was no thought of resisting, just begging for mercy.

The original hundred orcs, after months of trekking and several battles, were now less than seventy. After all, he was obedient along the way, and Baroque found that he really couldn't get off the killer. But if they are allowed to leave like this, once their whereabouts and origins are revealed, those cavalry will inevitably go and return to chase and kill. Unfamiliar with the northern tundra, the Baroque did not dare to take risks.

Obviously, the tribesmen were reluctant to slaughter the orcs. Baroque subconsciously looked at the old orc Ziad, in exchange for the old orc shaking his head and smiling bitterly.

Just when the Baroque was ruthless and wanted to get rid of them once and for all. Zainzu suddenly raised his hand at Baroque and then pointed to his mouth...... There was only half a tongue left in it! Baroque immediately had a solution. It's a little cruel, but it's better than killing them all.

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

By the time the temperature began to get cold, the Baroque had already crossed the Odria steppe and entered the northern tundra. There were no pursuers, and the orc slaves who were released had their tongues cut out, and they couldn't write, and even if they ran to humans, they wouldn't be able to explain it for a while. Even if the communication is clear at the end. The Baroque and the Clansmen had long since crossed the sphere of human influence. The tundra has entered winter, and unless the legions act en masse, the human cavalry will not casually enter the territory of the orcs. The orcs can't take the big army, but it's not a problem to kill a few hundred cavalry.

The northern tundra was too large and vast, and the border with the Odria Empire was only a small part. Further in, except for the snow-capped mountains and snowfields, the rest is lonely and desolate. Although this harsh environment and geography gave orcs favorable conditions to avoid human pursuit, it was also extremely difficult to survive here. ...

It's only the end of October. It had snowed twice along the way, and the thin layer of vegetation on the ground had been masked, and the horses had to use their hooves to cut through the hardening layer of snow before they could eat the weeds. Even then it is becoming more and more difficult. If it weren't for the Baroque's daily feeding of horses such as wheat and beans, they would have been even more skinny than they look now.

Celine and Susan's delicate faces were already a little chapped by the wind and sun. Baroque felt a little guilty that he hadn't thought it through, and that survival wasn't just about having enough food. On the tundra, the worst is the bitter cold and knife-like winds. Hardy orcs can persist in surviving, but for humans, especially delicate human women, this environment is very uncomfortable.

Except that Susan always feels aggrieved like a little girl. Even showed Baroque a cracked face with a small layer of blood, pouting and tears in his eyes. It takes a lot of effort to make the Baroque coax. And Celine did not complain, she was well aware of the harshness of the northern tundra. Since he chose to follow this orc who was destined to be entangled for a lifetime, it was inevitable to suffer hardships.

Walking on the tundra is not aimless, and the Baroque and the people desperately need to find the orc tribe on the tundra, even if it is just a small tribe. In the tundra winter, it is impossible for orcs to wander around in the bitter cold, and they will inevitably find a safer and more comfortable place to survive this winter.

However, after discovering that the Crown Bucks Legion had swept through the tundra near the horse breeding ground in the last few days of late autumn, slaughtering or driving away all the small orc tribes that might appear around it, Baroque knew that he would not want to see any more orcs within a radius of hundreds of miles, and he and his people had to continue to move forward into the depths of the tundra.

This is the homeland of their ancestors, but the ancestors of the Baroque have left the northern tundra for nearly a thousand years, and even after settling in the gravel wasteland, they have experienced several declines and migrations, and finally not only lost the oasis habitat in the center of the gravel wasteland, but also broke the shamanic inheritance, and there is not much memory left of the northern tundra. At this time, the Baroque did not know how to contact the frost wolf clan on the tundra, let alone how to recognize their ancestors and return to their ancestors, perhaps the only thing that could prove their identity, in addition to the silver beast hair on their bodies, was only the six totem poles in their hands and the [Star Totem Pole Stone Tablet].

They walked for more than ten days, and although there was no more snow, the wind blew stronger and stronger, and the ground was no longer a vast plain, but undulating, and hills and ridges began to appear. As Susan and Celine's faces grew paler, Baroque knew that they couldn't go on like this, or the two women would fall.

A small hill full of tall trees, and there seem to be several caves on the mountainside. Baroque also didn't care if there was a danger of inhabiting fierce beasts, and led his people to where to go. (My novel "Beast Apocalypse" will have more fresh content on the official WeChat platform, and there will be a 100% lottery gift for everyone!Open WeChat now, click on the "+" sign in the upper right corner "Add Friends", search for the official account "qdread" and follow, hurry up!) (To be continued)