Chapter 22: The Pool of Blood (Part II)
The Greenskins, a symbol of destruction and bloodlust in the medieval Warhammer, are also the only comic race in the entire Grey World. In the spirit of the belief that if you don't obey, the greenskins have wreaked havoc on the Old World for centuries. Again and again he was defeated, and he got up again and again. Their seemingly endless numbers can never be wiped out, from the south of the Blackfire Pass, the arid and barren badlands are their lair, and the greenskins of history have given birth to countless warlords, threatening the safety of the human empire and the dwarven kingdom time and time again.
At the same time, they are also one of the few combatants in the medieval warhammer, and have provoked almost all races.
As in my impression, the green skin in front of me is a full orc image. Because the skin is green, it is collectively called green skin by the people of the Old World. It is worth mentioning that the green-skinned orcs here and the orcs in World of Warcraft are different concepts, and they are not even the same race. First of all, the green skin in Warhammer is reproduced by spores, which is very strange. Second, they don't care about courage and glory. Bloodthirsty masturbation is their only creed in the end. Fighting is the first joy in life. Three days without a fight is like a drug addiction attack, and he is furious. A bloodthirsty race with no honor to speak of.
To deal with such a bloodthirsty race, the attitude of human beings is generally the three-light policy. Kill, rob, burn...... However, there are exceptions, such as these slave traders in the Ring. When there are no more humans as captives and gladiators, they will frantically grab some green skins and become high-quality gladiators. The green-skinned orcs are much more powerful than ordinary humans in terms of strength and speed, and they are more violent and bloodthirsty, making them gladiators will undoubtedly ignite the atmosphere on the field and give the audience the best visual experience.
In front of him, the hairy challenger is this manic green-skinned orc.
Compared to the previous challenger, this green-skinned orc is a worthy opponent, but the king of the arena, Savage Maotou, still dismisses it.
Before the referee could whistle, the two beasts charged at each other.
The confrontation of speed and power, the combination of brutality and skill. In the wild roar, the orc warrior smashed a hammer into the wild man's head, and the hairy head flashed, and the sharp axe in his hand swirled at high speed, cutting into the abdomen of the green-skinned orc.
But the green-skinned orc is not a vegetarian either, and he grabs the handle of the axe split by the savage's hairy head with his left hand, which is not holding a hammer. The strength of the orcs is obviously much stronger than that of humans, and the savage hairy head cannot use brute force to knock down this violent beast, so he simply slams the opponent with his body.
The orc's war hammer hadn't been pulled back yet, and his center of gravity was unstable, and he was directly knocked to the ground.
Before the other party could get up, Mao Tou attacked again, his roar echoing through the huge arena, and he pounced on Greenskin like a wild beast. Sharp tomahawks roared.
However, the orc reacted quickly, and the moment the tomahawk slashed at him, he tumbled over, and the hairy tomahawk smashed straight into the ground, raising a puff of blood-colored dust.
After getting up, the orcs immediately launched a counterattack, but this time Mao Tou was already prepared. Greenskin roared, and with all his might, swung his hammer and smashed it again. The savage hairy head took advantage of the situation and rotated sideways, dodging the orc attack while changing his body to the back of the orc warrior. The orc pounced, and it was too late to turn back, and the hairy head roared wildly, slamming the opponent's back with a rocky elbow.
The blow was so powerful that even the green-skinned orcs couldn't withstand the violent blow.
In the midst of the crowd's roars, the green-skinned orc slammed to the ground, his fangs broken in half, and blood flowed all over his mouth. However, the furious orc did not surrender, and with all his strength he got up again, casually spitting out the blood, and roared again to pick up the warhammer to attack.
The bloodthirsty battles won the carnival of the audience and were addicted. However, Mao Tou seems to have had enough. No opponent worthy of three rounds in his hands roared, threw away his tomahawk, and rushed straight at the bloodthirsty orcs.
The orc warrior was wounded, his strength greatly reduced, and he looked so weak in the face of savages as strong as bulls. Before his hammer could fall, the hairy horn helmet pressed against his chest. With the sound of sharp horns piercing flesh, the wildling's pointed helmet pierced the orc's pectorals. In the scene, the sturdy orc warrior was unexpectedly pushed up by a wild man, and then fell heavily to the ground.
"Bluffing......
The audience erupted in a cry of surprise, followed by wild applause. Strength and savagery, Arena champion Taylor Hairy once again gave the Ringe audience a glimpse of what true wildness is.
The green-skinned orc was slammed to the ground, a large hole in his chest was pierced, and blood was pouring out of the deep wound. However, the slaughter of Maotou has not stopped. It's not an empire, it's not Bretonnia, and when you go to the arena, you can do whatever you want, and the more you slaughter your opponents, the more you can satisfy the bloodthirsty desires of the audience.
For them, that's the competition......
So, with the acquiescence of the audience, Mao Tou rode on the green-skinned orc, picked up his rock-like fist, and slammed it into the green-skinned orc's face. The sound of the sturdy blow kept coming, like punching a piece of shriveled flesh, and the wild man's hairy head kept pounding the green-skinned orc's face. The orc's eyes were punctured, their noses crooked, and even their lips were distorted. Blood continued to ooze from the distorted face.
The beastly act was not interfered with by the populace, on the contrary, the scene of the green-skinned orcs being beaten to blood won the unanimous response of the audience, who fanatically shouted Maotou's name. It's as if this wild man was venturing for them. Indeed, the Greenskins have also invaded human homes, causing the displacement of countless human civilians. This resentment is rooted in the hearts of the people of the Old World. As a result, this violent beating is equivalent to satisfying people's desire for revenge.
Finally, the beaten green-skinned orcs lay motionless in the sand of the arena. It's like a headless corpse, lined up on the field. Some women hurriedly put their palms in front of the children's eyes to prevent them from seeing such a bloody scene.
Taylor Hairy stood up from the ground, covered in blood and a white mist coming out of his mouth and nose.
Immediately, he opened his voice and roared loudly. The whole arena boiled over it.
"Maotou!
The crowd frantically shouted the names of the savages. He is the star, the beast, the most feared beast in the Arena of Order, the most terrifying beast in the Ring. He is the face of fear.
There was no need to be executed, and the green-skinned orc, who had broken his head and was bleeding and breathless, was dragged off the arena.
The third challenger was still a human, however, without any suspense, he was defeated again, and the wildling's razor-sharp axe slashed off the human gladiator's head with a single blow...... The killing feast was about to come to an end, however, just when the audience thought that the game was coming to an end and were about to leave, there was a powerful and powerful shout from the audience. Rhodes, Lord of Blackhammer Castle, rose from his seat......