"Roar. For the Horde!"

In the direction of the giant wolf, the raging orcs rushed towards their opponents. Abdul-Jabbar was at the forefront of the group, the battle axe in his hand was burning with rage, and the steppe trembled with the galloping of two groups of beasts.

"Roar. ”

The next moment, on the front of the wolves and the beasts hedging, there were roars, countless giant wolves and orcs collided together, rolling, roaring, this is a duel of strength and power, orcs don't know fear, werewolves don't know fear, they bite each other, they roar at each other.

A giant wolf roared and pounced on the orc in front of him, opened his bloody mouth and bit the orc's face! The orc who was knocked down did not show weakness, directly pulled out his right hand, and knocked the giant wolf unconscious with one punch.

Jabbar held his axe in both hands and struggled to split the head of a giant wolf in front of him, and the giant wolf suddenly fell to the ground, panting for breath, blood spurting from the wound. Jabbar wanted to go up and end the werewolf's pain with an axe, but the next moment, another giant wolf had already pounced on his back.

The strength of the transformed werewolf has increased greatly, and the giant wolf is also twice as large as the average steppe wolf. Sharp teeth searched for the great artery around Abdul-Jabbar's neck.

"Roar, **!"

The furious orc uncle no longer has any mercy at this moment, he just wants to drag the giant wolf behind him off his body, the back of his neck has been bitten by the giant wolf and bloody, and the more and more manic emotions make Jabbar feel that the anger in his heart is rising every minute and every second, as if there is manic blood surging in every vein.

"Roar. ”

Immediately after, a terrifying roar came from the depths of the orc's throat, and Jabbar was uncontrollably irritable, furious, and a big hand directly grasped the hind legs of the giant wolf behind him, and a hard fall threw the giant wolf lying on his back to the ground.

The wolf lay on the ground gasping for breath, Abdul-Jabbar had broken his ribs with a butcher-like fall, but the wolf stood up in pain. But Jabbar in front of him was no longer an orc, but a beast. There was no reason in the blood-red eyes, just the madness of killing, the furious heart that could not be contained.

Another heavy axe chopped down, the giant wolf couldn't dodge, and one of his front legs was directly chopped in two!

But Jabbar was not satisfied after the rage, at this moment, Jabbar felt that the anger in his heart was constantly burning, and he couldn't stop at all, and only by constantly using brute force in a violent way could he feel excited. It's the nature of orcs, and it's no wonder Kumai once said how hard it is to get an orc to calm down and listen to the elementals. At this point, Abdul-Jabbar realized, but he still couldn't control his manic emotions.

"Whew. ”

Only a miserable wolf howl was heard, and the chest of the giant wolf was split open by Jabbar's axe, and the tomahawk cut open the heart, and the giant wolf suddenly stopped beating his heart. And the splattered blood made Jabbar instinctively feel a primal sense of pleasure.

"Paladin, how many werewolves are left?"

After screwing the neck of another giant wolf, Jabbar looked back just in time to see Paladin, who was also covered in wolf blood. Uncle Orc asked loudly with a roar. For a moment, Abdul-Jabbar felt that the longer he came to this world, the more he looked like a real orc, and the more he integrated into the orc community, but orcs can't always be so bloodthirsty and brutal, Abdul-Jabbar is determined to change the status quo of orcs, but he has become like everyone step by step.

"There's not much left, they're on the run. ”

As soon as Baladin finished answering, an elven arrow had already pierced the giant wolf that was in the middle of Jabbar's and Paladin's line of sight. The giant wolf was immediately unsteady on his legs and feet after being struck by the arrow, and after staggering two steps, he suddenly fell, raising a cloud of dust. A snowfall warrior walked over and directly made up an axe, a cruel and bloody battlefield.

......

The battle with the werewolves lasted only half an hour outside the city of Dicas, and in just half an hour, hundreds of transformed werewolves were killed by Abdul-Jabbar's men, you must know that after the battle in the Ingres mine, Abdul-Jabbar is now full of talents, including the strongest snowfall warriors in the orc tribe, as well as the northern rangers who surpass the elves and humans, and a large number of dwarves.

The five-hundred-headed giant wolf may be a big trouble for the human defenders in Dikas City, but on Abdul-Jabbar's side, it is a matter of minutes, of course, assistance is not unconditional, and what Abdul-Jabbar wants to do most is to eat and drink in this snow-capped mountain city, and it just so happens that these orc warriors under his command have not eaten meat for a long time.

"Lord Robertburg, Oh, King Robert. ”

When he walked into the inner sanctum of Castle Dicas, Abdul-Jabbar didn't know what to call the man in front of him. In fact, Dicas is just a castle, with a population of only about 5,000 people, and in such a small territory, the man in front of him dares to claim that he is also a king. But to put it another way, in Herrera, the humans and elves in the northern continent are indeed scattered like this, and the owner of a castle often claims to be the king. In fact, there are less than 10,000 elves living in the hot spring fort, and less than 3,000 troops can be organized in wartime, but it is such a small wooden fort, and Raphael's father is still respected as King Itrig.

"Warrior, thank you for helping us rid us of the threat of werewolves, I should put aside my biased vision, there are indeed righteous and simple groups like you among the orcs. ”

The first time they met, Robert made an excellent impression on Abdul-Jabbar. This man is tall and mighty, and although he is full of gray hair, he is still iron-clad and imposing. In particular, he does not speak like a human lord, but is very heroic and generous. There is also no stubborn prejudice against orcs. In short, in the era of orc wars, it was not easy to find a castle master like him.

"Haha, King Robert, I heard Leo say that you are a generous king before I came into the inner city, and now I see that it is indeed so. Since you're so direct, I'm not polite. My men and myself are being hunted by the Bloodroar, and we can't stay here for long, but we need your help, some supplies and supplies. ”

After defeating the werewolf, Jabbar confidently made a request to the elderly castle lord in front of him. After all, this time, the entire city of DiCas owes Abdul-Jabbar a great favor, but I believe that the people here also speak of credibility.

"Before you come in, I've told the guards to have plenty of supplies. ”

Abdul-Jabbar thought that the king would hesitate a little bit to make such a straightforward request, but the next moment, King Robert's answer once again made Abdul-Jabbar admire, without a trace of hesitation, and even before Abdul-Jabbar entered the city, all the materials had been prepared, you must know that this is not an ordinary simple request, prepare more than a thousand people's supplies, which is equivalent to the reserve of a whole winter in Dicas City, given to Abdul-Jabbar, then the upcoming winter will be a severe test for the people in the castle.

"King, you are the most leader I have ever met. ”

A simple meeting yielded a pure friendship, an orc and a human. Even the others present were surprised, the orcs under Abdul-Jabbar thought that they would be snubbed by the humans after entering, and were about to roar and fight back, but this did not happen, and the humans in the fort did not expect that their king would accept an orc so easily.