Yiye Zhiqiu thank you for the reward ( ̄┰ ̄*) Baroque they returned to the blue wolf tribe, and the tribesmen saw that they had not exchanged back livestock, and asked a little strangely. After learning of the neglect suffered by the patriarch, even the calmest old Ziad was full of anger. The Baroque patriarch is a shaman, even if the patriarch of the Banshan tribe does not know this, but just as the patriarch of the blue wolf tribe, he should not be so scorned. Orcs value glory and face very seriously, and a few of the more radical orcs even think that it is time to start a war.

Just kidding, most of the orcs of the Mid-Mountain tribe will be in his plan to annex in the future, and if he starts a war, even if he wins, I am afraid that there will be only a few people left who will die in the end, and the gains will not outweigh the losses.

To put it mildly, in the end, the unexpected surprise on the road attracted the attention of the clansmen, so that they no longer cared about this matter.

Barotan and Zainzu, who were lucky with shit, actually got two brown wolf mounts in advance? There were only ten brown wolves left, and the eyes of the forty warriors were red. If it weren't for the fear of losing face in front of the Baroque patriarch, these screaming guys would have pounced on the brown wolf and wouldn't let go.

"There's no way, we only have these twelve brown wolf brothers, and there will always be people who can't get it for the time being. But don't worry, Giant Eye told me that there are still many brown wolf colonies in the mountains. They sometimes come out of the mountains to feed on the tundra, and if you can find them, I promise you all will have a brown wolf mount. Baroque said.

Robbery simply doesn't work, and Baroque orders them all to stand and let the brown wolves pick their mates. Angley was the first to rush over, and was splashed cold water by Baroque: "The brown wolf has no part in you." Come with me, and there will be other good things for you. ”

Barrotan and Zainzu looked at Angel with a smile on their faces, which made this guy a little inexplicable, and always felt that they were laughing very uncomfortably......!

In the end, the ten brown wolves picked ten companions. The aura emanating from the group of orcs in front of them surprised the brown wolves, because they were all extremely powerful, especially the confidence and arrogance on their bodies, which they hadn't felt in the tundra orcs for a long time. There was no need to choose, and the brown wolves found the orcs closest to them as partners.

Poor Muru, Lorne Khan. and Tulayan, because he is the captain of the ten-man team, he is embarrassed to fight with his subordinates. And they were very confident that the brown wolf could pick the strongest warriors, so they stood at the back, and the result was that none of them were favored by the brown wolf. It wasn't until Angleigh's terrible screams came from the back mountain, and when he heard the gloating laughter of Barotan and Zainzu, that he felt a little ............better!

The price of acquiring a flamingo was an inhuman abuse, and Angel was worse than Zainzu and Barrotan, because Baroque did not erect a totem pole and soothe him with shamanic powers, and he suffered the most crimes. When the salamingo egg melted into the body, a lizard tattoo appeared on its chest. Angel didn't even have the strength to speak.

"If you want to get it, how can you do it without giving it?" Baroque leisurely stood up from the stone next to him and turned to leave. Without looking back, he threw down a few sentences: "Try the power you have obtained yourself, don't expose it to anyone except our tribe, it's a matter of life and death, you know?" The last sentence was already very harsh.

Angel raised his hand weakly, in response. It was not that the Baroque patriarch was neglected. I really can't speak............ The process of fusing phantom beasts was due to the contact of the soul, so there was a period of time. It's even more terrifying than skinning and deboning. That is, orcs are tenacious, and they are fragile humans. I'm afraid I can die a painful death.

In a few days, the Blue Wolf Tribe had three Baroque powerful combat forces named [Beast Armored Warriors], as well as twelve wolf cavalry. Coupled with dozens of powerful warriors who have been harshly trained by the Baroque, this force is actually able to dominate the tundra for thousands of miles, unless it is like a human legion with a battle array, even if the Banshan tribe has hundreds of warriors, it will not be able to defeat the blue wolf tribe. ...

Twelve of the people who had been given the wolf stepped on the back of the brown wolf and ran around cheering. The orcs who didn't get mounts laughed and scolded loudly on the side, but their faces were full of envy. Fortunately, they had confidence in the Baroque patriarch and would find a suitable brown wolf mount for them, so they were not too sad.

The little orc Uzad and his younger brother Tahir have fully integrated into the tribe, the old orcs are very fond of them, and the middle-aged orc Cecil always likes to play with a little one on each shoulder. When they saw Baroque's figure, the two little ones immediately climbed down from Cecil's shoulders and lay down at Baroque's feet very sensibly...... This was a ritual for shamanic sacrifices, and it was not deliberately made to do so by the Baroque. After all, they haven't gotten the approval of the Baroque yet, they can't be regarded as members of the Blue Wolf Tribe, and what the two little guys are most eager for at this moment is for the Baroque patriarch to make them a member of the Blue Wolf Tribe.

"Usard, Tahir, how many words did Aunt Susan teach you yesterday?" asked Baroque as they got up. Education should start with dolls, and this sentence is completely true for orcs. For a race to develop, it is absolutely impossible to rely on martial arts alone, so he asked Susan and Celine to teach the two little guys to learn the lingua franca of the continent, and when the tribe grows in the future, he will let all the orc children learn knowledge!

Of course, the orcs are stupid, that's a fact! But the Baroque doesn't believe in evil at all, haven't you seen the forty young people in the tribe? Since the time of Paddington, the Baroque has successively taught them to learn the lingua franca of the continent, with that kind of cramming education, and it is definitely a mode of punishment and punishment and punishment! Almost driving those simple-minded guys crazy, but the result is ............ They were all able to write and read simply, and even the brightest of them, Angrey and Mouru, were able to copy the leather scrolls in the hands of the Baroque with great fluency in the continental lingua franca.

"Baroque patriarch, I remembered four, Aunt Susan taught me five...... I...... I have forgotten!" said little Tahir, who was only four years old, but he was so attentive that he forgot a word, which made him sad and held back his tears.

"I've memorized four ...... too!" said eleven-year-old Ussad, ashamed, feeling inferior to his four-year-old brother, his face flushed and his head bowed.

"Are you lazy?" Baroque asked again.

"Nope. The two men said in unison. "In addition to learning the written word, we also helped Uncle Cecil and Grandpa Ziad with their work. No laziness. Cecil nodded incessantly, signaling that the little one was not lying.

"Well, it's good that you're not lazy. It doesn't matter if we orcs are stupid, but we must be diligent first, otherwise we won't be able to learn words. It's going to be laughed at by the Terrans. It's not just you, but I, the patriarch, who are so humiliated, you know?" Baroque said with a smile.

The two little ones didn't know anything, but Cecil could hear the meaning of the baroque words. patted their heads and scolded with a smile: "The Baroque patriarch has already promised to let you become members of the blue wolf tribe, why don't you thank the patriarch?"

The two little ones were ecstatic. Lying on the ground again to pay tribute to the Baroque. The Baroque was also very fond of their spirituality and praised them a few words.

At this moment, a clansman ran in: "Baroque patriarch, Soto from the mid-mountain tribe has come to our tribe, with dozens of orcs from the mid-mountain tribe." He said he had come to ask you to heal his wife. We left them outside, and Captain Muru was watching them with his brothers. "Who knows what they are thinking, the Baroque patriarch has been given a cold reception in the Mid-Levels tribe, but it has not subsided their anger!

Baroque knew this and followed his people to the foot of the hill. Dozens of orcs from the mid-mountain tribes were seen surrounding Soto and Hubertus, both of them carrying a stretcher on which Soto's wife, Furi, was apparently laid. ...

Soto looked at the colony of the blue wolf tribe and sighed. Only a few days have passed. The hill is enclosed by a thick wooden fence. Diagonally outward in the gap of the fence was a row of sharpened wooden spears. Unless entered through a wooden door that was set aside. Otherwise, the sharp wooden thorns on the fence will be terrifying to anyone who tries to sneak in.

The terrain of the Banshan tribe is actually similar to the hill of the blue wolf tribe, but the blue wolf tribe, which is only a few dozen people, has erected a solid defensive fence in a few days. And there are 700 people in the Banshan tribe, and no one has thought of doing this layer of protection. Perhaps they didn't have the axes they had to cut down trees, but only with rudimentary stone axes or swords that robbed humans. It takes several times the effort. But compared to their own safety, it is nothing―――――― it enters the deep winter every year. The beasts of the tundra are short of food, and there will always be a few incidents of hunger attacking the tribes in the mid-mountain areas. Causing accidental death or injury to clansmen, or taking away livestock.

It's a pity that the Kansu patriarch doesn't care about this, sometimes, too many women, children, old and weak clansmen are a burden to him, and he is bitten to death by fierce beasts and takes a few away, just to save food. Soto was just a warrior, and he tried to persuade the Kansu patriarch several times, but he was perfunctory. Old Kansu only trusts Rurik, if it weren't for Soto's strength there, and Hubertus's mother is a female orc who Kansu is also jealous, the so-called three warriors in the middle of the mountains may only be left with Rurik.

"Brother Soto, welcome to the Blue Wolf Tribe, we can't wait to entertain the best. Baroque opened his arms, walked down the mountain, greeted Soto, and said with a smile!

Soto bowed with shame on his face: "Baroque Patriarch, I am ashamed of your enthusiasm! I am the Banshan tribe to whom I took you, and I have caused you to suffer an unbearable disgrace, although this will not help, but please accept my apologies." ”

"As I said, we're brothers. Don't let those unpleasant things affect our mood, come on, let your people come in with you!" Baroque did not respond to Soto's apology, which meant that the matter would not end there. But Soto also knew that the Baroque patriarch would be targeting the Kansu patriarch and his minions. Treat yourself completely sincerely.

"Baroque Patriarch, I have come to ask for your help. Soto certainly doesn't forget what she's here for, and along the way, Frye falls into a coma and never wakes up. It seemed to be more serious than ever, even Aunt Kama's Black Rock Fruit could only keep Fury's breath stable, and there was no extra help.

Perhaps the last straw, Soto had pinned all his hopes on Baroque. He lifted the blanket of animal skin on the stretcher, revealing the withered and bloodless face of his wife, Frì. Then lying at the feet of the Baroque, the huge man couldn't help but burst into tears: "Baroque patriarch, please save my wife, you said you could let me come to you." Whining...... I have no other way, my last hope is only in you. I don't want Frey to die, she's my wife, I don't want her to die...... Please, save her, even if it costs me my life, I can be your slave...... Please, don't let my last hope be dashed...... Woo ......!"

Baroque didn't speak, but walked over to the stretcher, looked at the unconscious orc Fury, then put his hand on her forehead and slowly closed his eyes.

Suddenly there was some silence, so everyone held their breath, as if they were afraid to disturb the Baroque patriarch. Old Aunt Kama sat on horseback, looking at this handsome young orc, and there was always a sense of familiarity, awe. The young orc was full of confidence and pride, and nothing seemed to make him flinch. When the corners of Baroque's mouth showed a smile and she opened her eyes, old Aunt Kama trembled, and the look of that gaze made her instantly realize who she was in front of...

Old Aunt Kama was indeed a beast warrior when she was young, and once followed a shaman sacrifice through countless battles, until a tragic battle, the shaman sacrifice was unfortunately killed in battle, and all the orc warriors who guarded him were also wiped out. Aunt Kama's stomach was opened by a spear, and even her intestines flowed out, so when she passed out, she was let go of the human body as a corpse, allowing her to escape with her life. Although he lost his beast fighting spirit, he eventually returned to the tribe and married Hubertus's father, living an ordinary life.

This young orc is a shamanic sacrifice, Aunt Kama trembled, almost rolled off the horse, and in the stunned eyes of everyone, prostrate on the ground: "Totem messenger, blessed of the spirit of the ancestors, honored shaman sacrifice, please accept Kama's most pious respect!"

What! The Baroque patriarch was a shaman? All the orcs of the mid-mountain tribes were stunned, such a young shaman?

Hubertus said stupidly, "He's too young, isn't he?" The angry Aunt Kama's intact leg kicked her in the belly: "Damn fool, get down for me." Do you dare to be rude to a shaman and want to me off?"

Hubertus was most afraid of his mother, and he fell to the ground with his head in his hands. The other orcs also reacted, Aunt Kama would not lie, and they all knelt down and bowed on the ground!

Soto was dumbfounded by the huge surprise, and he knew that Foley was saved!