"Children, those who can come out of this forest alive are all warriors, and they are all the elite of the tribe. Today you are a true orc warrior......"

Abdul-Jabbar stands on the playground, a scene from three months ago. It's still the bright and dazzling sun, it's still the huge orc who howls loudly on the platform, and it's still the virtue of swinging a giant axe at every turn when he says a few words. It's just that Abdul-Jabbar is in a completely different mood at this moment than he was three months ago.

No matter what the orc instructor said on stage, Abdul-Jabbar didn't have the heart to listen at all. I kept thinking back to the scene I had said goodbye to Raphael a week ago, the elf girl's long flowing hair hanging down to her waist, and her perfect figure carrying a hunting bow made of cedar. The moonlight sprinkled on her like a clear spring, as beautiful as a dream.

"Barr, let's separate here today. The three months with you have been wonderful, but unfortunately we have to return to our own tribe after all, and the hot spring castle is my home, and they can't accept an orc. And you can only go back to the tribe, and it is equally impossible for the orcs to accept an elf. This is our fate, Barr. Don't be upset. ”

"No, no, no, I'm not going back, we can go to other parts of this world. Isn't it the Dacia no-man's land further north, where the summer is a little shorter, but we can still live there. Far from war, away from racial hatred, away from all rules and dogmas, live freely. ”

Rafael persuaded sadly, but Abdul-Jabbar was reluctant to give up this precious relationship.

However, separation cannot be avoided.

Raphael finally jumped into the depths of the jungle, and there was no trace of him, the Black Forest was so vast that there was no news of Jabbar.

"Abdul-Jabbar. Abdul-Jabbar. ”

Sorrowful thoughts were awakened by bursts of angry roars. The orc instructor Valuk called the name several times, but Jabbar did not hear it.

"Recruits. Don't think that if you kill a leopard, I won't dare to cancel you as the captain of the orc infantry, and don't think that if you are the child of the chief of the snowfall tribe, I won't dare to touch you, as long as you haven't gone out to fight, here, I will listen to me! ”

Jabbar, who was awakened by a roar from Valuk, stood helplessly and listened to the scolding. All this, Abdul-Jabbar didn't care, but the good buddy next to him Paladin was furious, and the beast's insults were originally only for the enemy, to some humans who had surrendered, to their own kind, and no orc had ever insulted him like this.

"Tile ......"

However, Abdul-Jabbar was not interested in these fame rates, any name and title. Not wanting his companions to suffer for themselves, Jabbar stopped him in time to avoid a flesh-and-blood conflict when Paladin was about to erupt.

"The list of captains of the 100-man Legion of Warcry is announced below. ”

"First Brigade, Garur. ”

"Second Brigade, Margras. ”

"Third Brigade, Abdul-Jabbar. ”

......

There was no doubt that these selected field officers were the elite of the orcs, and they were all covered with the spoils of their three months, and Garur was led by a huge bear skin. It also won the attention of everyone. There is no doubt that with its huge body and well-developed muscles, it is possible to deal with an adult male bear.

And Jabbar also succeeded in becoming a field officer because of the leopard skin of the Nightblade Leopard. Although the reason is ugly, no one knows how he killed the Nightblade Panther, so when it was announced that Jabbar had become an orc centurion, there was no objection at the scene.

The orcs are not like humans in the selection of officers, they are rude and simple, and whoever is capable will be recommended as an officer. Unlike the human side, both inside and outside the palace, there is a lot of power and corruption. If it weren't for the advanced weapons and numerical superiority, the humans in the south might have been wiped out by the orcs.

Blood and glory.

"Hahaha, my son, you have finally become a qualified tribal warrior. This is what you dreamed of when you were a kid. Haha, go ahead, your mother is waiting for you in the inner tent. ”

Celebrations were commonplace, and Jabbar didn't even have to think about it, and knew that it was almost like that. The wildness and enthusiasm of the orcs, like the herdsmen on the grasslands, sometimes made Jabbar feel a little comforted. Of course, Paladin must also be present at such a moment, although he did not kill a beast, but at least he came out of the Black Forest alive and passed the trial.

But thinking of this, Jabbar was still a little dissatisfied, after all, three thousand people went in, and only one thousand and eight came out in the end, which means that one-third of the orcs died in this big forest, what a cruel and barbaric test this is, if it is not for Raphael, I am afraid that among those bones, there is also their own share.

Evil, jealousy, and a thirst for power, sometimes these traits are not unique to humans, and there are members of the orcs who do so. Just as Jabbar was enjoying his reputation in his clan, a group of orc Great Chief Guards came to the door of the Snowfall Clan's tent.

The Great Chief Blood Roar personally led the team and broke through the door, and the guards quickly took down Jabbar, who was still drinking.

The sudden situation surprised everyone present. Jabbar was pressed straight to the ground.

"Bloodroar, I admire your bravery and wisdom, but you can't ignore the shamanic teachings and break into my territory and capture my people. He is my son, and he has committed a crime that you want to arrest him with such fanfare. ”

The sudden situation shocked everyone present, but the King of Snowfall did not panic, but walked up to the tribal chief Blood Roar and questioned the brutal orc Great Chief.

In fact, among the twenty-six tribal clans today, only the Snow Falling King dared to openly shout and roar.

"O King of Snowfall, I have come today, and the reason why I dare to take your son back to be tried is because a tribal wolf rider has seen your son, Jabbar colluding with the Jungle Wood Elves, and his three months of trials have actually been spent under the protection of the Wood Elves. Abdul-Jabbar, traitor to the orc horde!"

In the big tent, the bonfire of early spring burst into flames, seemingly ignited by the blood of two huge orcs. However, in terms of rituals, the Great Chief of Blood Roar has been superior. The human evidence is already present, and only physical evidence needs to be found on Abdul-Jabbar's body to establish this conviction, and at that time, even if the Snowfall King has great ability, he will not be able to save his child.

"Did you collude with the elves?"

The King of Snowfall, Abdul-Jabbar's father turned his head to look at Jabbar. But being pressed to the ground by the Great Chief Guards, let alone talking, it became difficult to breathe......

"Well, you can take him away. But if there is no physical evidence, I want the wolf cavalry who framed Abdul-Jabbar to die!"

The plot is reversed, and the Snow Falling King also helplessly watches the blood roar take Jabbar out of the tent.