"Wright, calm down!" Sava let out a low tiger roar, using the technique of breaking the sound of the law, everyone felt that their minds were in a trance, and Wright, who had fallen into madness, was a little sober, and his eyes showed a hint of clarity. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Sava still roared: "Control your heart! Wright, control it, see clearly, who is the enemy and who is the comrade!"

Wright's eyes were red, showing a struggling look, and he nodded with difficulty, saliva dripping down the corners of his mouth, and a whining sound in his throat.

"Don't let the frenzied fighting spirit sway you, sit down and harness it with your will!" Wright closed his eyes and sat down, Savoy's voice flowing through his eardrums and imprinted on his heart, and through this sound, Wright tried to suppress his furious emotions.

Only then did Kuchi and the others rush to gather around, and Monica whispered, "Savoy, what's wrong with Wright?" and the other orcs also showed concerned eyes.

Seeing that Wright had gradually settled down, Sava breathed a sigh of relief, and his face showed joy: "This is a war cry! It is a power that only belongs to our orc clan! It can double the courage and physical strength of the warrior, and at the same time greatly increase the resistance to various spells." A Mithril-tier warrior with a war cry is enough to fight the Purple Gold of other races head-on!"

Hawa envied, "Lord Savoie, can you teach us a battle cry?"

Sava shook his head and said, "All combat skills need to be taught, except for the warcry, which can only be comprehended by yourself in combat and training. You must know that before the ancestors of the orcs developed various combat skills, we orcs were able to gain a place in this Blue Star Continent only by virtue of their natural battle cry. War Cry can be called the origin of our orcs!"

When everyone heard this, they all looked at Wright, who was still trying to suppress the rage, and Sava couldn't help laughing: "Don't be envious, you will master it sooner or later." This is God's blessing to the orcs, as long as you are full of courage and passion to fight, you will definitely have a day to send out a war cry! However, although the war cry can improve combat effectiveness, it will make us become bloodthirsty crazy beasts, only by controlling your heart, can you use the war cry to fight soberly!"

Kuqi said: "Don't worry, Lord Savoy, we will definitely control our hearts!"

Sava looked at Kuchi and encouraged, "Kuqi, you did a very good job just now! You must know that although the nezumi are inferior to the fighting race in terms of strength, most of the greatest assassins in the history of the orcs are from the nezumi. Your fighting instincts are good, and I'm optimistic about you. ”

The nezumi who had been praised gasped for breath with excitement, clenched his hands tightly, and suddenly remembered the dagger of the river demon, and handed it to Sava respectfully.

Sava swung the dagger as a result, bent over, and gently inserted it into the nezumien's belt: "Daggers and other weapons, you can use them very well." The material of this dagger is not good, when I have the opportunity, I will help you make a good dagger with my own hands!"

Kuchi couldn't say anything excited, but reached out and gently stroked the bone dagger on his waist, his sore body was full of strength for a while, and he longed for dozens of enemies to fight.

"Hawa, Jackie," Sava said, turning to the two rabbits, "do you see the question?"

Hawa and Jackie both showed shame, Jackie's two white front teeth gently clutched his lips, Hava's face turned red, and he said softly: "We are so useless, the enemy has not hit us, we can't do it ourselves." ”

Sava shook his head, his face rather stern: "Nervous, fearful, crazy, hateful...... All emotions are an obstacle to your fight! You're not useless, you're just inexperienced and overly nervous. Your soul power is still very scarce, but it was released at once, and if you don't fall unconscious, you can count it as lucky. In the future, remember that the fiercer the battle, the more important it is to keep your heart calm."

Seeing the two rabbit men bow their heads in shame, Sava softened his tone: "Okay, don't be discouraged, after all, you also knocked down an enemy." The electric light flying leg is not bad. As he spoke, he squeezed his eyes, "I saw that river demon, and I was almost electrocuted by you." ”

The rabbits smiled a little better, and Kutch stepped forward and whispered words of encouragement to them.

As Sava commented on the gains and losses in the battle, Hank's head drooped lower and lower, and finally he simply sat on the ground. When Sava walked up to him, he almost got his head into the crook of his legs, making Sava secretly amused.

"Hank, well done. Sava crouched down and pressed a large hand lightly on the back of Hank's head.

"Lord Savoie, I know I'm useless, don't comfort me. Hank didn't look up, his tone depressed, and if it weren't for the tigerman's extraordinary hearing, he could barely hear what he was humming.

"You're useless, why?" Savoy's tone was very surprised, "You know what? Hank, you reminded me of my youth, when I was about fifteen years old, and I knew a pigman. Sava sat down and put his hand around the young man's shoulder.

Everyone sat around, and even Wright, the canine man, whose body was still trembling, stretched his ears slightly.

"When I was fifteen years old, my strength reached the top of the bronze level, and I was about to break through to the Mithril level. Everyone said that I was the most gifted teenager of the orcs. Sava took Hank in his arms and looked up at the sky, the clouds were floating, and his eyes were full of reminiscence: "At that time, the majesty of the orcs covered the entire continent. The first day of the orcs is the first day of the continent. ”

Everyone's eyes showed yearning and admiration, and Hank also raised his head slightly.

"I remember, it was the ancestral mountain sacrifice ceremony. According to custom, all teenagers under the age of 18 can participate in the competition, and the best performers will become substitute members of the Ancestral Mountain Guard. That is the Ancestral Mountain Guard, the most invincible army in the whole orc and the whole continent, and it is also the glory that all orc boys crave the most in their hearts. ”

"All the ace troops on the continent have a majestic name, only the name of the ancestral mountain guard unit, which is very, very ordinary, do you know why?"

"Why? Is it because we can't think of a nice name?" asked Monica, curious.

Sava smiled proudly: "Of course we can think of many nice names, but from the king of the orcs, the high priest, to all the warriors, and even every commoner, they all think from the bottom of their hearts-" The pride in his eyes became brighter and brighter: "We don't need those names that sound very majestic to decorate ourselves, the glory and majesty of the Ancestral Mountain Guard are built with the bones of countless ace troops." In the six hundred years since the rise of the Holy King and the unification of the continent, at least one hundred of the most powerful trump card troops of each clan have been slaughtered by the Ancestral Mountain Guards!"

"The orcs have an old adage: the truly strong do not need to be distinguished and honored, they only need to keep the edge of the sword sharp! The Ancestral Mountain Guard is the sharpest sword of the orcs, and its members are the eternal and unchanging 3,000 people. ”

"So you know how much I wanted to be in this unit, right?"

The young orcs listened with enthusiasm, and Wright was completely awake from the battle cry, and walked up to sit down, and Sava stretched out his other hand and gently embraced him.

"However, I, a fellow who claims to be an orc genius on the first day, was robbed of my dream by someone else, a pigman. Speaking of which, it really looks like you. Sava chuckled, a look of nostalgia - the pigman would later be one of his best companions.

"How is that possible? how can anyone beat you?" exclaimed everyone.

"I can't think of it either!" Sava smiled wryly and spread his hands: "I'm an orc on the first day, and that pigman is unknown, oh, but then his name spread all over the continent, his name is Hanfka, 'Whirlwind' Hanfka." ”

"I can still think of him, when he came to the ring, he was covered with scars, all kinds of scars, except for the bloodline skills of the pigman, he almost never learned any other combat skills, I really don't know how he defeated the young geniuses of the leopard man, the cow man, and the lion man, and broke into the finals. Seriously, I didn't take him to heart, and in the later battles, I kept the upper hand until ...... The last ten seconds. ”

"What happened in the last ten seconds?" Hank couldn't help but ask.

"At that time, I pressed this pig man for dozens of minutes, and he was knocked down by me again and again, but he stood up again and again. In the end, I was as tired as a ball of cotton, and he breathed only one more breath than a dead man. Suddenly...... He unleashed a head-to-head strike that knocked me to the ground, followed by a continuous whirlwind of blows. Sava shook his head with a wry smile: "God knows how he still has so much stamina." ”

"And then, did you surrender?" asked Monica, surprised.

Sava waved his hand: "There has never been a tiger man on this continent who surrendered, how could I surrender to Savoy? I just ...... He knocked him unconscious. ”

"Wow......" the crowd exclaimed, imagining a scarred pigman beating Savoy.

"My father later told me that the pigman had fallen into a coma long before I fainted. He was completely unconscious, and he whirlwind and whirlwind blows me. Later, the priests rescued him for many days before he was pulled back from the brink of death. ”

"The following year, I joined the Ancestral Mountain Guard, and I became very good friends with Hanfka. ”

Sava fell silent, and he remembered the last scene of the pigman Hanfka, wielding a huge flail, and joining the other Purple Gold Tier warriors, laughing and rushing towards the Terran cavalry.

"We orcs are different from other peoples!" Sava sniffled, patted Hank and Wright, stood up, looked at the sky and the rushing river, and his voice rumbled: "For us, neither skill nor rank is the key to victory! There can only be one reason for victory: that is, our unyielding ambition and desire for glory!"

"So—let's go, for the glory of the orcs!" said Sava with a faint, proud smile on his lips.

"For the glory of the orcs!"

The young orcs rose and roared in unison, and Hank roared so loudly that it rolled across the wasteland.