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Suddenly, Baroque did not appear, but followed Barrotan and them out of the Wind Dragon Hotel, all the way to the dirtiest and impoverished streets of the city. Barrotan and Angel looked around warily, and then suddenly burrowed into a presumably abandoned house. Baroque was even pleasantly surprised, because around the abandoned house, there were still a few clansmen on guard in the shadows, and if someone who didn't know who came here, they would be easily discovered!

When they fled from the Padea royal capital, they took the Delta family's large group of blue Thomas with them. It was certainly impossible for a few hundred horses to swagger into the city of Duolun, and only seven or eight orcs ventured into the city to investigate the enemy's traces.

Baroque hid from the outside guards like the wind, and quietly approached the abandoned house, inside which Barotan was arguing with several people!

"Angley and I have been following up for the past few days and have gotten enough news. Damn Huda, they'll escort a caravan into the depths of the Gravel Wastes to trade with the lizardmen there. So we should be cautious and wait for them to enter the wasteland before taking revenge. It would be very bad to take revenge in the human country, in case it provokes the pursuit of their army. ”

"Barrotan, you're right, but have you ever thought about what we're going to do with that caravan if we attack those damned bastards in the Gravel Wasteland, even if we win? We had two choices, but neither of them turned out well......!" It was also a young orc who spoke, more calm than the others, frowning as if in distress!

"Muru, which two choices?" asked Barrotan at once, although he was the most powerful orc in his clan except for the Baroque, but in fact, his personality was a little cowardly and he had no opinions.

"If we kill the enemy, avenge the tribe. Then the human caravans will surely know about our existence, and once they return to the city of Padea, it will be easy to guess our identity from the news of the missing orcs from the royal capital. We have killed hundreds of the Deltas' manor guards, which is an intolerable provocation to humanity, and their armies will inevitably enter the Gravel Wastes to kill us. ”

"Then destroy it along with the caravan, and humanity won't know that we did it. "Some grumpy orc shouted.

"That won't work, if we slaughter with the caravan and then destroy the corpses. Even if there were no traces left at the time, humans would have sent armies into the gravel wastes to find the missing caravan ....... The young orc named Muru smiled wryly and said, "Do you think we can rebuild our home there with a large human army running rampant on the gravel wasteland?"

Everyone was dumbfounded, they had finally been freed, but they didn't want to be caught again by the human army as soon as they returned to the gravel wasteland.

"Actually, Barrotan's proposal is good, we really should wait until they enter the Gravel Wasteland. An abrupt voice sounded from outside the house, startling the orcs in the house, and they stood up with a bang, and everyone drew their swords and was about to pounce!

Baroque swaggered open the broken door that was equal to nothing, walked into the room, lifted the burqa, and showed a smiling face!

"Baroque ...... You're back......!"

"Oh my God, Baroque, you're scared us to death......!"

"Baroque, how did you find the ...... here!" ..................

Surprise ensued, and the orcs gathered around Baroque and asked questions. Baroque waved his hand and motioned for everyone to sit down. At this time, several clansmen who were guarding outside also heard the movement and rushed over, and they were also stunned when they saw the sudden appearance of Baroque!

"Hehe, actually, I also saw you by accident. When Barrotan and Angre went to spy on the Sand Scorpion Mercenary Regiment, I was in a room in the Winddragon Inn, and I followed in your footsteps to find it. ”

"Oh, baroque ......" Barrotan couldn't help but complain, "you followed us all the way, why didn't you show up?"

"Because I want to see if my people will grow after going through so much pain. Baroque patted Barotan on the shoulder and looked at the young people around: "Obviously, you are doing a good job. We were careless once, and we paid the terrible price of extermination, and we will never ...... Neither can that happen. ”

The orcs' eyes were red, and they all witnessed the destruction of their tribe and the slaughter of their loved ones, and this pain was unforgettable, and they could never forget it for a lifetime.

"Okay, don't shed tears, when did the orc men become so vulnerable? Now that those damned mercenaries have been discovered by us, it is the undead spirit of the clan who is guiding us to avenge them!" Baroque looked at the young orcs in front of him solemnly, they were the strongest of the eighty-seven remaining clansmen, and they were also the hope of the tribe's rise.

"Revenge, but not by a sword that cuts off their heads. We will make them suffer the most painful punishment, let them repent of killing our people, and let them pray for mercy at our feet...... Then we will use their blood to pay tribute to the souls of our people. Baroque said slowly, his expression even revealing a hideousness.

The clansmen winced, as if stunned by Baroque's expressions. Baroque sighed: Orcs shouldn't be like this! Violent and cruel, heroic and bloody, not afraid of life and death, this should be the image of orcs in their minds, and there is still a long way to go to change the spirit of the clansmen!

But first of all, it is necessary to rebuild self-confidence and regain bravery. Self-confidence may be lacking, but bravery is already beginning to be there...... Otherwise, how could the orcs, who were timid in the past, want to sneak attack the sand scorpion mercenary group to take revenge?

"Baroque, you are a shaman, and we are also our most powerful warrior, all of our people will follow you, you say what to do! We want revenge, even if we die for it!" "Anglei is a lively orc, although a little frizzy, but extremely adoring Baroque. It's not about age or shamanism, it's just because of the bloody nature and martial bravery of the Baroque, as well as the unyielding posture in the face of humans!

"Yes, Baroque, you are our patriarch! Grandpa Ziad and Uncle Cecil have said that you are our patriarch, and we will obey any of your commands, even if it is ...... death!" Although his timid character is a flaw, trust in the Baroque borders on blindness.

In every respect, Baroque had an overwhelming advantage, and there was no one to compete with him even a little. Moreover, all the remaining eighty-six tribesmen were saved by him, and according to the custom of the orcs, they owed Baroque a life. In addition, everyone is a very young orc, and they are always full of admiration for the heroes of the orcs, so no one hesitates.

Baroque smiled, he was destined to be the patriarch of course! If someone dared to jump out and provoke, it would be strange to him! Although the orc tribe had such a custom that could be challenged when they elected the patriarch, Baroque did not position himself on his future path............ He wants to be the leader of the orcs who holds absolute power, an absolute authority that no one can question!

Not a baroque dictatorship, but that he had seen through the nature of the orcs, servility and lowliness had been ingrained in his bones - at least the orcs he came into contact with. It's really hard to get them to change on their own. Then use the iron rules to make them obey and obtain everything that belongs to them, and when they suddenly find themselves standing on an equal footing with humans one day, their mentality will naturally change!

When he inquired and learned that the other tribesmen were hiding in the mountains west of the city, Baroque told them all to go back, leaving only Barotan, Anglei, and the more calm Muru.

Since the Sand Scorpion Mercenary Regiment wants to escort the Wald caravan into the Gravel Wasteland, there is no hurry to take revenge. Baroque prepares to hear more news, and then leads his people into the Gravel Wasteland ahead of time. This time it will be the point of no return for the Scorpion Mercenary Regiment, and even that Wald's caravan, Baroque is planning to rob. He still remembered the revenge of King Paddington, even if Corek was already anxious at this moment, he might as well fall into the ground, anyway, it is estimated that the Kingdom of Paddington will not have any troops to send to the gravel wasteland..................

It's a good feeling to be rich, at least that's what Angleigh's few orcs who follow the Baroque think. In the middle of the night, a few strong men of the orcs entered the Wind Dragon Hotel, and a silver coin was handed over, and the thin boss immediately dispelled the doubts in his stomach and sent them to the room very smoothly............ The silver coin is just a tip, and the accommodation fee is settled separately, and the boss of this top has earned for several days!

"Baroque, why should we stay here for a few more days, shouldn't we go back to the Gravel Wasteland in advance?" The room where Baroque lived was very spacious, there were already many beds, and it was more than enough for four orcs to be together. The dry and hard wooden bed, covered with thick straw and covered with a carpet of felt, was simple but clean. For the first time in his life, he was very excited to lie on such a soft bed. After playing around for a while, Muru asked questions. He was a stocky orc, always fond of frowning and having a serious face. But it is one of the few more intelligent orcs, and Baroque is ready to train him more!

"Oh, because our weapons are so bad, I ordered some and it will take a few days to get them. And, by the way, observe whether the Sand Scorpion Mercenary Group has recruited new Douqi warriors in the past two years. This is very important and directly related to our revenge. Baroque said.

"Don't be so troublesome, right?" Anglei jumped up and said, "Baroque, your shamanic skills are so powerful, when you were in Padya, you could easily split two human mid-level Douqi warriors in half. Those three junior Dou Qi warriors of the Sand Scorpion Mercenary Regiment are no threat to you at all......

"But I'm going to let you do it. Baroque interrupted Angleigh's words, startling the eyes of several orcs, and their pupils instantly contracted like beasts!

"The most painful revenge is not to watch others fight, but to kill the enemy with your own hands and let their blood stain your hands red. If you haven't killed the enemy with your own hands, it's not revenge, it only means that you're a good-for-nothing waste!"

Baroque stared at them: "You ...... Do you want to be a waste? Don't want to? Very good, then just wait for my training for you...... Trust me, it's going to be a pleasure ......!"