"Baroque patriarch, benevolent Baroque shaman, spare me, please spare me!" Old Kansu broke down and cried at the feet of the giant wolf Lac. He dodged for a thousand miles, but in the end he couldn't get through, and Baroque seemed to have become his nightmare. "I am willing to take refuge in you, all my cattle will be given to you, and all the orcs will give you 9...... I'm a veterinarian, and I can be of some use to your tribe, so please spare my life......!"

To be honest, Baroque really didn't want to kill Kansu, after all, even if he was clumsy, he was a veterinarian. Tribal people can't all be treated by him, a shaman, and some ordinary ones still need a special veterinarian to do. But the Baroque needed to take into account the emotions of Soto and those orcs of the mid-mountain tribes. If they can't forgive Kansu for his crimes, he won't forgive Kansu either.

"Oh, Patriarch Kansu, you seem to have asked the wrong person. You should beg the original people you have hurt and forsaken, and if they do, I will not have a problem. Baroque still smiled, but looked at Soto.

Soto's loyalty to the Baroque comes from the bottom of his heart, and he is also a rare orc warrior with a lot of brains. It was vaguely clear that Baroque did not want to kill Kansu, and that he also knew the usefulness of a veterinarian to the tribe, and was about to scold Kansu and spare him. Unexpectedly, a few subordinates suddenly rushed out from behind him, and roared fiercely: "You killed my brother...... Killed my father...... Die, Kansu!"

¤Still, or rather no one wanted to stop him, Old Kansu's head and body had been cut off alive by several angry young orcs. The bony head rolled, and the look of horror on his face had not faded.

Baroque shook his head, sighed with some regret but didn't say much, and died and died. When the raid on the Severed Tribes is successful, the veterinarian who captured them will be -- I don't believe that the Severed Tribes will not have their own veterinarians!

Shocked and angry, Soto rushed over and punched and kicked the three men, and the attack was very severe: "Bastard, who let you kill? Didn't months of discipline make you remember the law? I'll kill you!"

÷ Ru and Barotan grabbed Soto, otherwise the three soldiers who had done it without permission would have been crippled by him. Zainzu, Tulayan, and Lorn Khan stood aside and watched coldly, and they all saw that the Baroque patriarch did not want Kansu to die, and was very angry at the actions of Soto's men. Considering this an affront to the authority of the patriarch, he became dissatisfied with Soto.

Panting, Soto threw away his tomahawk and knelt at the feet of the Baroque: "Baroque patriarch, the shaman master I should protect." My subordinates have violated military discipline. I will not escape the guilt, please take the heavy responsibility, and I will have no complaints. ”

Baroque sighed and helped Soto to his feet. He walked over to the three warriors who were lying on the ground vomiting blood, their hands glowing white, and quickly repaired their wounds. The three orcs, with shame on their faces, knelt at the feet of the Baroque again with Soto, weeping silently.

Baroque said to everyone gently and with majesty from time to time: "I said it." The right to dispose of Kansu has been given to those who have been hurt by him, so you have the right to decide whether he lives or dies. If you kill him, you will also kill him. "Look at the three hands-on fighters. And he said, "But it is true that you have violated military discipline by doing so without the orders of the centurion. The reason why the human legion is so powerful and victorious in a hundred battles is that in addition to their battle formation and military skills, the most important thing is the strict military discipline and reward and punishment system. You should be familiar with the military discipline I have made, and you should also know the punishment regulations for violating them in wartime. Mind that this is a first offense, according to the lightest punishment. I'll lower your punishment by half and wait until you get back to the tribal settlement. Find a military judge to receive the punishment A in Soto, you can only be regarded as not strict. It's okay to remember the lesson, not the next example. ”...

According to the punishment regulations formulated by the Baroque with reference to human military regulations, those who act without authorization in violation of military discipline are punishable by death or 100 lashes. That is, when they return to the settlement, they will receive the punishment of fifty lashes. The judge of the Hungry Wolf Legion is Zainzu, and Baroque values him for his strictness and meticulousness. And because of his muteness, he was a little hindered in commanding the army after all. In addition to being your own guard samurai, she is most suitable for being a military judge. Zainzu's eyes were cold, and it seemed that there would be no mercy.

The three warriors and Soto accepted the punishment loudly, stood up, and their faces returned to calm. The Baroque patriarch once said that when the punishment is over, then everything is over. Unless you knowingly commit it in the future, you don't have to feel guilty, and no one will pursue it again.

The battlefield was also cleaned up at this time, and the two hundred male orcs were killed and wounded, and all those who had killed their own clan, whether they were injured or not, were killed without hesitation. In the end, only more than forty trembling male orcs were spared, but when they were brought back to the Blue Wolf Tribe, they could only be regarded as low-level servants. Nearly a hundred female orcs were unscathed, but they were frightened. The blue wolf tribe was still in the ascendancy at this time, and there were too many male orcs who were single, just to neutralize it, and Baroque felt that these female orcs were more important than the thousands of cattle and sheep captured.

With little rest, they quickly assembled, except for leaving a ten-man squad to guard the prisoners. The rest of the people need to continue on their way, there are still more than a hundred miles from the settlement of the Severed Tribe, they need to rush over, and launch a surprise attack tonight to break the enemy in one fell swoop.

This is war, and against an enemy who is many times larger than itself. The Baroque never had any fluke, let alone be paralyzed by a victory in the first battle. On the way forward, he took the trouble to send Salomon to roam around with scouts again, and because he was already a stone's throw away from the settlement of the Severed Head Tribe, he could encounter their orcs at any time, and once alarmed, the so-called sneak attack would become a joke. Baroque also arranged Barrotan and Zainzu into the scout team, and secretly explained that if they were discovered, they could use the power of the Fire Lizard Beast Armor to quickly pursue and kill them, and they must not reveal any rumors.

The Baroque was set up in a timely manner, and the scouts were suddenly spotted by a patrol of warriors when they were still dozens of miles away from the settlement of the Severed Head Tribe. As the tribal patriarch, Haichaga was still very cautious, even if there was no powerful existence around that could threaten the severed head tribe, he still arranged for patrol soldiers to be released to patrol for more than ten miles. When the soldiers saw a few orcs riding wolves peeping at them from a distance, they immediately became vigilant, shouting loudly and asking the strangers about the origin, while dividing half of them to go back to report the news.

Salomon was in a hurry, the warriors of the severed head tribe would only patrol within a few miles around the tribe, he did not expect that the Khachaga patriarch would now let the soldiers come out to patrol so far away, so that he was caught off guard and recklessly walked out of the sheltered woods, so that he was immediately exposed. If the other half of the people were to go back and report the news, the raid would be over. "Quick, pursuit, we must not let them go back to report the news. Salomon drove the wolf and his men to rush forward.

"Don't worry, you deal with these guys in front of you, let the two of us clean up the escapees. Barrotan and Zainzu were not worried at all, but comforted Salomon, who was pale. They actually jumped off the wolf and stretched out their chests and arms, and Barotan smiled and said to Zainzu: "How about it, let's compete to see who can run faster?

When migrating from Paddington, the Baroque's three storage rings were stacked with all kinds of necessary supplies, and although most of the orcs were heavy drinkers, the Baroque only brought a few dozen barrels of ale. Orcs don't know how to make wine, so they drink a little less, and they are reluctant to take it out on weekdays. But if the raid was over, the Baroque patriarch would have celebrated with ale. ...

Zainzu nodded fearlessly, even with a meaningful grin. Stretching out three fingers, he counted one, two, three, one by one, and then before Barrotan could react, he had already rushed out.

"Bastard, you're foolish. Baro scolded angrily, but he didn't dare to delay, a layer of red light seemed to emerge from his body in an instant, like a blazing flame, with a heat wave that quickly melted the snow in front of him, and rushed straight out, and it was more than ten zhang away in an instant.

Flamingos have never been known for their speed, but that's only relative to other phantom beasts. After fusing with the orcs to form the beast armor, their short-term running speed is beyond the reach of even wolves. In just a few minutes, the two of them had caught up with the patrolling soldier who was about to return a mile away to report the news. Salomon saw from afar what seemed to be two fires, and then the patrolling soldiers were silent. Soon, Baroque and Zainzu returned, and the vision on their bodies disappeared, but they were arguing about who won and lost, and just waved to Salomon: "We're done with our business, you can deal with the rest!"

The three or five remaining patrolling orcs across from them froze there, completely stunned by the terrifying speed and strange movements of Barotan and Zainzu. It wasn't until Salomon, who was also shocked, and his men raised their weapons, that the soldiers came to their senses, and the orc who took the lead glanced at Salomon and immediately shouted in panic: "Salomon? Why are you......?" I'm Astin...... I'm Astine, don't kill me, don't kill me......!"

Hearing the shout of this orc named Astine, Salomon did not stop, but showed a happy grin: "Leave Astin alive, and kill the others." ”

Great, Astin has a woman whose sister is the patriarch of Hatchatka, although he has not been reused by Khachaga, but he is also a confidant, and he must be much more familiar with the situation in the tribe at this time. It will definitely be of great use to bring it back to the Baroque patriarch.

The patrol orcs were very poor, and they were all killed quickly, and they stunned Astin with their heavy swords, and threw them on the back of the wolf, and they swept away the traces, and then quickly turned back. On the way, Barotan and Zainzu did not argue about who won or lost after all--Zainzu lost, but he played tricks, deliberately pretending not to understand Barotan's words, and smirked that he did not admit it, so that the good-tempered Barotan was helpless, and swore that he would never bet with him again............