Fu Qinghai never underestimated the Orcs on this planet just because they were still in the primitive tribal stage.

Never.

When many orc tribes decide to launch a waaagh expedition between galaxies, they often use the spaceship technology they have developed to pack up the entire planet of orcs and their subspecies.

At this time, the green-skinned detriths and spores they scatter on the planet will form new orc tribes over the course of a long time.

These orc tribes, in the beginning, were all savage orcs.

Barbarian orcs are a very common branch or stage of orcs, their combat effectiveness is not weak at all, although they use very primitive and backward weapons, but barbarian orcs often develop a very strange technology tree - domestication and breeding of various Sgurgs.

There is a special profession in the Savage Orcs, called Pig Nurse, referred to as the Pig Doctor, the Orc Pig Doctor can be regarded as a combination of the wild version of the mad doctor and the technician boy in the normal technology orc tribe, they can breed a variety of Scroogs, from the bite Scroog who acts as a war dog, to the Scroog war pig that can ride a charge, to the Scroog Behemoth that can load a team of orcs.

Some of these wild orc tribes still have their place among the orcs even into the age of technology, such as the Snake Bite Clan, which is known for following ancient traditions and nurturing Skooge Behemoths.

The Scrooge Behemoth can even fight against all types of tanks of the Human Empire.

The Savage Orcs rely heavily on Scroog to cultivate the technology tree, but even without Sgoog, many orc fleets that have entered the era of space technology will also adopt them to form a Barbarian Orc team when they encounter a certain planet, because these orcs are very good at melee combat.

White Scar is an army of space marines with rich experience in orc warfare, and Fu Qinghai's mentor when he was a technical sergeant, Quintor Anastasia, was sent to the Condax system by the Mechanicus to specialize in orcs.

Fu Qinghai is well aware of the culture, customs, troops, and technology of the orcs.

This is also the reason why Fu Qinghai did not advise Old Man Hu Xian to alarm the orc tribe on the other side of the river.

God knows how far that orc tribe's Scroog Biotech Tree has grown.

The Scrooge Behemoth who can fight the Poisonblade Tank is not a joke with you.

In the stone room, Fu Qinghai grabbed his tile steel sword, held Hall Kemp's servo skull in his arms, and prepared to rush out with Old Man Hu Xian.

Not to mention that this servo skull is a relic of Hall Kemp, just because it can't leave any technological tatters for the orcs, it has to be brought with you.

Only then did he turn out of the hole in the stone room, and an orc boy holding a torch and chopping with a stone in his hand found Fu Qinghai, and rushed over with a machete.

Fu Qinghai picked up the tip of his sword, pulled away his stone machete, and stabbed through the orc boy's throat with another stab.

Torches fall to the ground.

Fu Qinghai and Old Man Hu Xian glanced at each other, and Fu Qinghai said:

"We don't know exactly how many orcs are surrounding here now, we can't be beaten in the ruins, we have to kill them quickly."

Old man Hu Xian nodded.

The passage in the stone ruins group was narrow, and there were many vegetation vines, so it was inconvenient for the tile steel sword to be used, so Fu Qinghai simply tied the Broken Heart Sword with a vine and tied it around his waist with the servo skull.

This allows for more flexibility.

Rush!

Fu Qinghai and Old Man Hu Xian went one after the other, killing outside the ruins.

In the narrow passage, a group of wild boys with colorful paints on their faces, their bodies covered with all kinds of beast teeth, and slashing with torches and bone knives, as soon as they found Fu Qinghai, they screamed and rushed up in a row.

Fu Qinghai was not afraid and strode forward.

Tilting his head and flashing the swinging bone knife, Fu Qinghai raised his elbow and slammed his elbow downwards in a Muay Thai style, and the ugly face of the wild boy who rushed to the front was raised, and his eyes and fangs were sprinkled with blood, and he immediately fell on his back.

Fu Qinghai slapped away a slashed stone axe, and with the help of the inertia of the rotating body, the other hand came to a rotating back elbow strike, "Smack!" The wild boy who was elbowed to his face sunken his whole big face.

Fu Qinghai waved his fists and took the initiative to enter the ranks of the wild boys.

As mentioned above, the strength of orcs is positively correlated with body size, and according to their size, they can be roughly divided into three levels: orc kid, orc leader and orc boss.

The Orc Kid is taller than the average human soldier, but not as tall as the Space Marine, the Orc Boss is slightly taller than the Space Marine, and the Orc Boss is about the same size as a dreadnought.

The orc warlord "Beast" who fought the Emperor alone in the Battle of Ulanor is said to be as tall as a three-story building.

Fu Qinghai slammed the skull of a wild boy into the stone wall with an uppercut with his left hand, and his brain burst.

Then he half-turned around to dodge a spear that pierced him, clamped the wooden pole under his armpit with his arm, grabbed the top of the wild boy's head with his right hand, pressed it down hard, lifted his knee, and with a "click", the skull cracked on Fu Qinghai's knee.

Standing at the end of the passage was an orc, taller and stronger than the Wild Boy, with some kind of beast's fanged skull mask on its forehead, fur robes decorated with colorful bright feathers, and a string of orc heads hanging from its waist.

In each hand, he held a short bone serrated knife that looked like the teeth of some kind of beast.

Headhunter.

Fu Qinghai grinned, stepped towards the orc, jumped up suddenly, and pushed his knee out, a Tony Jia-style Muay Thai flying knee.

The beast hunter's pair of red and bulging eyes flashed with bloodthirsty light, and the serrated short knives in his hands had been overlapped and swung into a dense knife net, ready to shatter Fu Qinghai's knees that were not covered by armor.

At the moment when Fu Qinghai's knees were about to hit the two short knives.

Fu Qinghai pulled one hand on his waist.

"Qiang—"

A black light flashed diagonally upward.

Fu Qinghai landed gently.

The vines that bound the tile steel sword, the two wielding serrated short knives, and most of the body of the headhunter...... Cut off together!

The strong, green-skinned body was still standing in place, and then, the entire upper body of the Oak slid diagonally down along the neat and smooth section, and the organs and blood seemed to be spilling out of a broken jar.

Fu Qinghai shook off the residual blood on the tile steel sword, walked out of the narrow passage, turned his head, and said to the old man Hu Xian, who had been following behind him:

"It's okay, uncle, you can do it."

Old man Hu Xian nodded, he could see that first, the passage was narrow, and the tile steel sword was inconvenient to use, and second, Fu Qinghai had just learned a hand-to-hand combat technique, and his hands were a little itchy, and he wanted to find a few enemies other than Old Man Hu Xian to try his hand.

This is not the orcs sent to the door.

Old man Hu Xian followed Fu Qinghai out of this passage and asked:

"Why do you like head-to-head so much? Forget about it, if you don't call you a skull-crusher. ”

Fu Qinghai casually explained: "I have dissected orcs, and as they grow in size, their organs will grow redundantly, and injuries to their torso are sometimes not fatal to them. ”

Fu Qinghai had never seen a hundred or fifty orc corpses in Master Kunto's bilge laboratory on the Short Sword.

As soon as they came to the center of a wide sunken stone altar, a deafening "waaagh" sounded, and countless wild orcs cut vines, split trees, and jumped down from all directions.

A green lightsaber lit up, and Hu was about to strike first.

"Buzz!"

With an oblique slash, Scroog, who pounced with his fangs and mouth, was halved by a sword.

"Buzz!"

With a slap up, the wild boy who rushed with a machete was beheaded.

Old man Hu Xian waved the lightsaber in his hand like a cluster of blooming flowers of death, facing the orcs surrounding from all directions, he didn't need to turn his head to look around, his eyes were fixed on the front, he could kill all the orcs and Skoog who attacked from behind, jumped off his head, and bit at his feet.

Force Sense.

Fu Qinghai pulled the tile steel sword out of the mouth of the last orc, turned to the old man Hu Xian and said:

"The savage orcs are good at tracking, just in case of trouble, find their war boss, and kill him."

Old man Hu Xian nodded and said, "You mean, I'll kill." ”

The two jumped out of the sunken stone altar and ran quickly out of the valley.

"Roar—"

A loud beastly roar pointed the two in the right direction.

In the direction where the voice came from, Fu Qinghai and Old Man Hu Xian exerted their extreme skills, shuttling quickly through the intricate terrain.

"Boom!"

The sound of heavy footsteps on the stone slab sounded again.

The two jumped out of the woods and saw the attacker's true face.

A Scrooge beast the size of a Tyrannosaurus rex was standing in front of the two of them, with rough green skin, a thick single horn on its forehead, a hideous sharp tooth and a large mouth, salivation, and two long curved horns like ivory on either side of its jaw.

But he thought that the moment he saw this Skuge giant beast, Fu Qinghai was actually relieved.

Luckily, it's just a small entity that can carry two or three orcs, not the kind of war beast that can overturn the Riemanrus tank.

If it was the kind of Sguge giant beast of the snake biting clan, Fu Qinghai didn't say a word, and pulled the old man Hu Xian on the spot to turn around and run to the mountain.

The tall orc riding on the back of this Scrooge dinosaur wore a two-horned helmet on his head, and his face was covered by bone plates, revealing only two eyes and thick fangs sticking out of his mouth.

The orc grabbed the reins of the Scrooge dinosaur with one hand, grabbed a thin fart hanging on the side of the saddle with the other, lifted the bone plate and face armor, opened its big mouth, and in the screams of the fart, there was a "click", blood splattered, and the fart was chewed alive.

Stay here to refuel before the war. Fu Qinghai sneered in his heart.

"Is that it?" Old man Hu Xian turned his head and asked.

Fu Qinghai said: "Visually measuring the figure of more than four meters tall, it should be enough." ”

"Okay." Old man Hu Xian nodded slightly.

The orc riding on the back of the Scrooge dinosaur, after eating and wiping the fart spirit, raised the long-handled stone axe in his hand high, and shouted to the sky:

“waaaaagh!”

All the orcs and fart servants who had gathered around it with torches shouted in unison:

“waaaaaaaaaagh!”

An invisible psionic energy surged out, and all the orcs present were excited.

It started, Fu Qinghai secretly said in his heart, waaagh up.

Fighting, is the way of life of orcs, whether they live or die, they can grow naturally after every battle victory, become larger, and even if they die in battle, the corpse also brings new green spores.

Old man Hu Xian's face sank like water, holding the lightsaber, stepping out and rushing forward.

"Huh!"

The dense bone knife and stone axe formed a jungle of swords and axes, which instantly appeared in front of Old Man Hu Xian.

Old man Hu Xian totoed a little, pounced forward, and swept his sword.

The wooden handles of all long and short weapons are blown by the high temperature of the lightsaber.

Old man Hu Xian didn't pay attention to the orc boys who were holding their broken arms and wailing, the bronze muscles bulged like inflatables, and his whole body exploded in the form of a devilish old man, and the soles of his feet stomped heavily on the ground, jumped up in one step, and went straight to the orc war boss on the back of the Sgurge dinosaur.

"Roar!"

The Scrooge dinosaur roared, twisted its neck, and opened its bloody mouth to bite.

The old man Hu Xian's toes shrank a little sensitively in mid-air, stepped on the thick horn of the giant beast, and once again borrowed his strength to pounce on the orc boss in the air.

This kind of extremely agile body technique was even more exaggerated than the Spirit Clan's Howling Banshee Shalamand Uslan that Fu Qinghai had seen before.

Is this the state in which the Fourth Style Sword Technique has been cultivated to the extreme? Fu Qinghai's heart was shocked.

"Smack!"

To Fu Qinghai's surprise, a big green hand grabbed the wrist of the old man Hu Xian's sword.

The old man Hu Xian is only one meter eight in the state of devil muscles, while the orc boss is close to four meters!

The orc boss grinned, held a wrist, and raised Hu Xian in mid-air.

The old man stared at his eyes, and his other hand stretched out violently, aiming at the neck of the orc boss to make a grasping motion.

The Force locks the throat!

The orc boss looked stunned, and then his cheeks bulged, and his teeth were bitten, and he actually broke away from the Force's locked throat.

Seeing this scene, Fu Qinghai no longer watched from the sidelines, and picked up his sword.

It's too late, the long-handled battle axe held by the orc boss in his other hand has already slashed at Old Man Hu Xian!

In an instant, the old man Hu Xian's eyes suddenly bloomed with a scarlet gaze, the skin on his whole body became dull, his bulging muscles swelled again, and with one hand, the whole person disappeared from the orc boss's hands!

"Huh!" "Huh!" "Huh!"

Three vague afterimages appeared beside the orc boss.

Hu Xian's hands were clasped and raised upward; Hu Xian's thighs tensed, twisting his waist to kick; Hu Xian clenched his fists and sank his shoulders, charging his fist.

“Boom——”

A dazzling white light lit up, and this white light drowned out the vision of everyone present, including Fu Qinghai.

The covered their eyes and screamed as if their eyeballs had been blinded.

The white light disappeared, and Fu Qinghai withdrew his blocked arm to take a look.

The orc boss's huge head vanished completely, leaving only a bare blood hole, which appeared alone on the body as strong as a mountain.

The old man Hu Xian stood proudly on the back of the Skuge dinosaur with his fists clenched, and only strands of his robe were left hanging, and on his muscular knotted back, a huge red Chinese character was imprinted-

"Oh my God!"

Instant Hell Kill!

Fu Qinghai's eyes widened, he recognized this move, Street Fighter Lihao Ghost and Killing Intent Long's signature killing skills.

"Wow, wow!"

The green-skinned orcs who reacted, seeing that the war boss was dead, were immediately frightened and screamed, and a group of people scattered as birds and beasts.

The Scroog dinosaur at the feet of the old man Hu Xian screamed, turned his head and was about to throw Hu Xian off, but only threw off the headless corpse of the orc boss, the old man Hu Xian slid down his neck, and the green lightsaber stretched out again and stabbed into the head of the Scroog dinosaur.

The green-skinned beast took two staggered steps and collapsed with a bang.

Fu Qinghai hurriedly greeted him and shouted:

"Uncle ......"

Old man Hu Xian turned around suddenly, and a pair of scarlet eyes filled with murderous intent stared at Fu Qinghai.

"Uh......" Fu Qinghai paused suddenly.

At the moment when he was stared at by that strong killing intent, Fu Qinghai's muscles tightened, and he subconsciously clenched the tile steel sword in his hand.

Old man Hu Xian stared at Fu Qinghai for two or three seconds, then suddenly gasped, the red light in his eyes dissipated, and his skin turned back to bronze, returning to normal.

"Huh......" Old man Hu Xian lowered his head, leaned over, and breathed slowly.

Fu Qinghai hesitated and stepped forward.

"Uncle...... You okay? ”

Old man Hu Xian shook his head laboriously and said:

"Almost, just almost, I'm immersed in the fluctuation of killing intent and can't get out."

Fu Qinghai held the old man's shoulder, not knowing what to say.

It was because he saw that the old man Hu Xian was too strong, so he temporarily wanted to kill the orc boss, not to mention once and for all, killing the enemy's war boss could at least stop for a while.

But he still underestimated the energy that burst out when a group of orcs got together to waaagh.

Fu Qinghai sighed and said:

"Uncle, let's hurry up and leave, this place has been discovered by the orcs, it is not advisable to stay for a long time, God knows when the next orc tribe will come."

Old man Hu Xian nodded tiredly, got up and followed Fu Qinghai towards the outside of the valley.

……

Along the way, Fu Qinghai sighed in his heart.

Without the stone ruins, the two of them had to live a life of eating and sleeping in the open for a while.

Never underestimate orcs.

These greenskins, although they are simple and simple many times, are just like their belief in their own gods and second brother Mao - Brother Mao is fierce and cunning, and Brother Mao is cunning and fierce.

Cunning, which is also an attribute of the Orcs.

Fu Qinghai didn't know when they began to be suspicious of this valley and the ruins.

Moreover, Fu Qinghai had quietly observed the greenskin tribe on the other side of the river before, and they definitely did not raise Sguge dinosaurs.

It was reinforcements brought in by other tribes.

Some people may wonder if such a large group of orcs came to search for a group of valley ruins, is it worth it?

Worthwhile, for orcs, there is never a reason to fight, and there is no need to consider what cost-effectiveness, exchange ratio, and battle loss ratio are, this species was created for war.

Orcs and Tyranids are the only two races in the universe that can get stronger and stronger.

After a long journey, the sky was already dark.

Old man Hu Xian raised his head, looked at Fu Qinghai, and asked:

"Where are we going?"

Fu Qinghai explained while hurrying away:

"Go in the direction of that aurora."

"Aurora? That green aurora that we watched at night? ”

Old man Hu Xian asked.

Fu Qinghai nodded: "That's right, I found some clues in the ruins group last night, these clues point to a powerful ancient race, I suspect that the light in the night sky is not an aurora." ”

"Probably the entrance to the crypt of the space necromancer."

Now Fu Qinghai has connected all the details.

Fu Qinghai remembered that the old man Hu Xian used to cook the soup was a stone pot made of black stone, which was not the kind of stone pot blackened by firewood, or a simple black stone.

The leader of the orcs killed in the jungle is armed with a stone axe made of black stone.

At first, Fu Qinghai didn't go in that direction, after all, there is no black stone anywhere, this is an alien star, not to mention black, it is not strange to have pink stones.

Now it seems......

That's all blackstone!

A building material for space necromancy, a mineral that naturally suppresses psionic energy.

And why are there aurora lights at low latitudes, and they are all green?

All the weapons and equipment and technological devices used by the space necrons emitted a dark green light.

Fu Qinghai now has two big heads, and the old nest has been taken by the orcs, although the orcs have been driven away, but they can't stay.

The planet is a tomb world, and I don't have the ability to rub a spaceship out of thin air to leave this planet, since I can't leave, I can only go and see what's going on.

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