Orcs have their own language.

Their language reflects its nature and is a crude and unrefined language, but possesses more insulting words and war terms than other languages.

Orcs often plunder what they like from other races, and useful words and phrases are no exception, and as a result, the language of the orcs contains many loanwords, including those from low Gothic, however, due to the physiology of the orcs, they are unable to pronounce some syllables, and most of the pronunciation is greatly varied.

Simply put, there is an accent.

- The above is an excerpt from Master Quinto's book "What Are the Greenskins Screaming?"

Well, the name of this book was made up by Fu Qinghai himself, in fact, Master Quintor only roughly recorded some common words of orc language in the experiment log, and did not systematically organize and compile it into a book.

The most famous person known to the Human Empire who is proficient in orc language is Commissar Sebastian Arrick, the lifelong enemy of the Bone Crusher, it is said that he is not only proficient in orc language, but even knows a lot of orc dialects and technician blackwords, but at this point in time, Commissar Alek has not yet been born.

Master Quintor is an alien expert sent to the Condax system by the Sect of the Mechanical God to study Orcs specifically, and Fu Qinghai has read a lot of information about Orcs from him, and has also taught himself two orc words.

The thin and invisible monomolecular tooth blade cut the thick skin on the neck of the war boss, and in the face of Fu Qinghai's serrated blade, the war boss did not shed two lines of hot tears like the Supreme Treasure did in the face of the Zixia Fairy, its face wrinkled, its fangs frustrated, its scars twisted and wriggled like centipedes, and it roared:

"We, the orcs of the Blackstone Tribe, will never surrender to the enemy, never!"

At the end of the roar, the fishy spittle and stars sprayed onto the sword of the chainsaw sword.

Fu Qinghai heard what was in his ears:

"Black... Stone...? o????? oé?‘? … No...?? ￠??? μ·du?… Surrender...?? -￡èμ！ ”

Black stone, is that its name, or is it the name of its tribe?

Fu Qinghai didn't understand very well.

Master Quintor has studied the society, culture, and beliefs of orcs, but most of them are in the direction of anatomy and physiology, after all, he is a priest of technology, not a sociologist.

Fu Qinghai would only bits and pieces a few orc words, and he said "surrender" because he had only learned the word "surrender". Because the orcs of some clans will accept the surrender of humans and use them as slaves.

And what Fu Qinghai really wanted to say was actually "cooperation", but he didn't know how to say the word "cooperation" in orc language.

Although he couldn't understand it, in just a few words, combined with the expression of the war boss, Fu Qinghai understood its meaning:

It refuses.

Fu Qinghai turned the tip of the sword in his hand, thought about it for a long time, and said:

"I, with you, beaten, Iron Skull, may?"

Fu Qinghai really didn't know how to say the words "space necromancer" in orc language, and he even doubted that there was a space necromancer in the orc vocabulary, he could only use "iron skeleton" to describe the tomb technicians and immortals, and he didn't know if the war boss could understand what he meant.

Unexpectedly, after hearing the words "Iron Skull", the war boss's eyes lit up.

……

On a spacious flat ground in the center of the tribe, Fu Qinghai and the war boss sat on the ground facing each other.

Old man Hu Xian carried his hands behind his back, standing behind Fu Qinghai, acting like a master, pressing the formation for Fu Qinghai, holding the hilt of the lightsaber in his hand, his thumb gently rubbing the button, ready to kill at any time.

It was crowded with a large circle of black pressed green skins, from Scrooge behemoths whose heads were bigger than cars, to all kinds of orc boys of normal size, and fart and snot spirits who were forced in through the gaps between their feet to watch the excitement.

The flying backpack behind Fu Qinghai remained open, and the white flames sparsely gushed out, once the situation changed, they would immediately take off on the spot with the old man Hu Xian, and the barbarian orcs who had no means of flying could only stare at the two of them.

The greenskins all stared at Fu Qinghai and their war boss curiously, whispering in their mouths.

Just now, Fu Qinghai and Old Man Hu Xian almost killed this orc tribe, especially the old man Hu Xian, who was responsible for the main attack and made movements to attract attention, in just a few minutes, there were not hundreds of orcs who fell under his lightsaber, but also seventy or eighty.

However, these greenskins still gathered here to watch without heart and lungs.

Don't be surprised, there is almost no word "hate" in the wars of the Orcs, their desire to kill is innate, fighting is an instinct engraved in their genes, it is their way of survival, they fight because they want to fight, no need for a reason, and no need to rely on "revenge" to drive.

Even, death, for the Orcs, is also a form of reproduction in a sense, as long as the place is illuminated by the light of the stars, the corpse will become more green under photosynthesis.

At the same time, the Orcs respect and revere the strong, and Fu Qinghai habitually adopted the method when dealing with the Hydra: first beat you up and hurt you, and then dragged you to the negotiation table, made demands, and bargained.

Strength is the premise of negotiation, and what you can't get in the war, you can't get it at the negotiation table—Fu Qinghai's life principle.

This method and way of thinking is really right for the appetite of the orcs.

The war boss felt that the tin can in front of him and this old shrimp were not bad, and they were qualified to sit down and chat with our awesome Blackstone tribe.

Right now, a heavily armed Space Marine, and a burly and strong war boss seem to be sitting on the ground playing cards, and the scene is a little weird.

The onlookers who don't know why would really think they were playing cards.

In fact, the two were trying to communicate in orc script.

The orc language is already notoriously simple and crude in the galaxy, but the orc script is even simpler and crude, and the orcs use an ideogram system that, according to Master Quinto, is the most pictographic hieroglyph in the universe, only slightly more abstract than pure painting.

The war boss threw out a few cards, and with his big fingers the thickness of a radish, arranged and combined the pile of small squares made of wood and bones, painted with various colors, into a certain order, and then showed them to Fu Qinghai.

Fu Qinghai looked down, and the small squares seemed to be describing one thing in order:

One could be a hole in the ground, next to an abstract icon of the Wild Boy's head, next to a red tick, next to a symbol of a Scrooge behemoth, next to a black cross, followed by an arrow, and finally, a long row of white skull icons representing death.

What do you mean?

Fu Qinghai raised his head with a blank expression.

Old man Hu Xian, like an old man in the park who watched others play chess with his hands behind his back, leaned over from behind Fu Qinghai to take a look at the pile of small squares posed by the war boss, and interjected:

"It may be trying to say that those Scroog Behemoths can't go down into the rift, causing their tribe to be unable to exert their combat effectiveness."

"Oh~" Fu Qinghai suddenly said: "Then a large number of people died." ”

Fu Qinghai pushed away the pile of small squares on the ground, directly used his fingers to write and draw in the flat soil, drew a bunch of stickmen, and pointed to the group of green-skinned boys behind the war boss, an arrow in front of the stickman, pointing between two parallel lines, which means the passage of the tomb world.

Fu Qinghai tapped his breastplate with his fingers, and then pointed at the old man Hu Xian behind him, and then inserted his fingers into the pile of stickmen, and the fingers covering the armor pushed all the way through the dirt and went straight into the passage, and then pierced the long-faced skull behind the passage.

"I, you, middle, beating, Iron Skull, understand?"

Fu Qinghai faced the war boss and described his intentions in a series of comparisons.

There is neither trust nor communication, so don't design any complicated plans, just let the Orcs initiate another "waaagh", and then Fu Qinghai and Old Man Hu Xian will mix in it.

The war boss Scarface stretched out, his bloodthirsty eyes flashed with a cunning and cruel light, and he nodded slowly.

……

That's right, after listening to the plan proposed by that tomb technician, Fu Qinghai not only didn't plan to cooperate with him, but even planned to fight a rake and unite with the barbarian orcs to attack him together.

Fu Qinghai thought carefully about the plan proposed by the tomb technician.

If according to the request of the tomb technician, Fu Qinghai killed the war boss, carried its head, and went to the tomb world to meet the tomb technician.

What's the most likely thing to happen?

Did the tomb technician keep his promise, open the door of the tombstone, and let Fu Qinghai and Old Man Hu Xian leave?

No, it was the space necrons who took the opportunity to exterminate Fu Qinghai and Old Man Hu Xian in the tomb world.

The reason why this is the most likely, because this is the most profitable option for space necromancy.

The war boss is dead, the problem of the barbarian orcs is solved, Fu Qinghai and the old man Hu Xian are also dead, and the revenge of the thieves is avenged.

It would be great if you could also snatch the Pym Ray pistol back by the way.

And what if Fu Qinghai and Old Man Hu Xian failed to kill the war boss?

That's not a loss, the tomb technician needs time to repair the tomb world, to close the rift in the pocket dimension, and use an ethereal tombstone door that he doesn't even know exists as a bait to lure Fu Qinghai and the barbarian orcs to fight and lose, buy time for themselves, and make sure they don't lose money.

As long as Fu Qinghai chooses to follow the tomb technician's plan, then the space necrons will be earned.

The tomb technician pretended to be reluctant, but in fact, he set up a bureau and waited for Fu Qinghai to jump in.

The mad lich doesn't seem to be that crazy.

Fu Qinghai treats humans of the same race with the most malicious intentions to speculate, let alone the alien race of space necromancers, who despise flesh and blood life?

The tomb technician grasped Fu Qinghai's weakness, because Fu Qinghai and Old Man Hu Xian really needed to leave here, even if it was an ethereal hope, the door of the tombstone, Fu Qinghai had to try.

But he didn't expect that Fu Qinghai didn't follow his train of thought, Fu Qinghai had to follow his own plan-

With the help of the orcs, go to the depths of the Tomb World and see if there is a legendary Tombstone Gate there!

The three forces on this planet have formed a rather wonderful chain of restraint.

Fu Qinghai and Hu Xian, the old man, are flexible and tough, and have the ability to fly, they are not afraid to wear shoes with bare feet, they can run if they can't fight, they are strong individual soldiers, they can parachute and behead the war boss, and they just restrain the barbarian orcs who are backward in science and technology. However, Fu Qinghai was afraid of Gaussian cracking rays and antimatter particles, and when he encountered space necromancers, he could only hide in front of the Jedi master Hu Zhi.

The biggest disadvantage of space necrons is that they are scarce, and tomb technicians have to protect their tomb world, so they can only be beaten passively, and it is difficult to take the initiative to attack, but the advantage is that the weapons of space necrons are powerful against the sky, and whoever they fight will die.

There are a large number of wild orcs, and the fecundity is amazing, which just restrains the anti-heaven weapons in the hands of the space necromancy, because there is no difference between Gaussian rays hitting flesh and pottery steel, and the results are the same, being stripped by Gaussian rays, the vast number of Oaks and quasi-Eurian subspecies all need to be killed with one shot, and the anti-aircraft guns fight mosquitoes, which is extremely not cost-effective.

Fu Qinghai found a way to break the game: take the initiative to unite with the barbarian orcs who have no core contradictions, and join forces to drive over the space necrons together!

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Chapter Eighty-Five: Reverse Thinking

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