Outside the Valley of Glory, angry eyes widened and swords rattled.

The half-orcs of different clans confronted each other, unwilling to lose their momentum. The Eight Great Clans and the Prison Song Tribe, a total of nine super tribes, this is the strongest half-orc tribe in the Frost Plateau, with a long history, respecting the glory of the ancestors, pursuing the way of warriors, and being the core strength of the half-orc race. It's just that for thousands of years, the orc forces have been at odds with each other, and these aggressive and competitive fighting races never seem to know the meaning of unity.

Meng Hu and Qin Yue didn't understand the half-orc language, but the expressions of the half-orcs on the other side were full of hostility, and when their eyes fell on the humans, they were filled with deep contempt and disdain. If it weren't for the power of the Song of Hell, several humans would have been eaten alive.

Muyun taught the half-orc golden cake making method, and also cured the insect disease that had plagued the half-orcs for many years, which is simply a great gift!

These guys are so unreasonable and annoying!

"Despicable Terran monkey!"

"Don't think it's over!"

"Kill Grom, it's your time of death!"

The Fireblade Clan left a cruel word and turned around and left.

Grom's eyes were calm, like a piece of cold steel, from which a faint killing intent oozed, and he turned around and said, "Garrison the valley and prepare to enter the mountain!"

Meng Hu saw that Mu Yun was standing still, with a solemn expression between his eyebrows, so he stepped forward and comforted: "Don't worry, that warrior of the Fire Blade Clan is probably the same level as Gehr, and he is definitely not Grom's opponent." ”

Mu Yun bowed his head slightly and said, "That's right, so suspicious, the half-orcs of the Fire Blade Clan are a little overconfident!" Although the strength of a martial artist is determined by several elements including equipment, skills, and true qi, the strength of true qi is a direct measure of a martial artist's strength. That half-orc has more than one grade of weak grom in his true qi, where does his self-confidence come from?

There is another worry.

The Song of Hell is led by Grom, and Chief Gree does not participate, just so that Grom can accumulate prestige and grow into a figure in his own right. Gehr had high hopes for Grom, not only in the Song of Hell, but also in the entire orc community. Because Grom is the best warrior in Hellsong, and sooner or later he will become the new chieftain.

Mu Yun felt that Gelie was in a bit of a hurry.

It's going to be a big loss!

Most of the chiefs of the eight major clans will come, no matter how strong Grom is, can he deal with the older generation of characters?

Grom reorganized 3,000 thousand elites, 2,000 wolf cavalry alone, plus 1,000 elite warriors, drove away the sacrificial beasts, plus various sacrifices and materials, and was about to enter the [Valley of Glory].

Mu Yun seized an opportunity to express his concerns to Grom in person.

"No matter what the means, I'm not afraid!" Grom learned of Mu Yun's concerns, and said with a confident face, "As for those chiefs, don't worry, according to the orc tradition, they can't challenge me!"

Orcs are very martial, and when they duel fairly, they will not bully the small, and the chiefs can only accept challenges, and few chiefs will take the initiative to challenge others. If these clan chiefs put down their dignity in the sacrifice and take the initiative to challenge a young man, whether they win or lose, it is not an honorable thing for them.

"Let's go!"

Thousands of people carrying flags and goods poured into the valley. Another 7,000 people were stationed at Taniguchi, ready for battle, and according to tradition, a sacrifice was divided into two stages, namely the challenge stage and the sacrifice stage.

During the challenge phase, if someone thinks that the priest is not qualified, then they can appear before the sacrifice and issue a challenge, and the priest must fight.

In the sacrificial stage, the sacrifice is made and a series of rituals are completed, which takes several days to complete.

Mu Yun couldn't enter the valley, so he could only sit at the mouth of the valley and roast the fire, waiting for Grom's news, when a burst of angry cheers sounded behind him.

"What people!"

The orcs all rose to their feet and rushed forward when they encountered some enemy.

Mu Yun looked at it from a distance, and several half-orcs were directly kicked out several feet away, and the elite warriors of these tribes were all sent flying like puppets.

Meng Hu showed a look of shock: "Who is it, so powerful?"

A lazy voice sounded: "Lao Tzu has no patience, let your strongest warrior come out!"

Terran?

A human?!

Among the orcs is a human youth. He was tall and well-proportioned, his clothes were tattered and tattered, like strips of cloth hanging on his body, he had a long sword tied to his back, a spear in one hand and a wine gourd in the other, and in the middle of his arrogant and unruly long hair, he had a sculptural face and a large amount of embarrassing stubble on his chin.

As soon as Ying'er saw the other party, she remembered: "Ah, isn't this the uncle who came to Baisong Town last time?"

"Stop it all!" Mu Yun ran forward: "Why are you here!"

Ignoring the menacing half-orcs, Feng Zhongmian raised the gourd to take a sip of wine, and when he saw Mu Yun in the crowd, his drunken eyes showed a hint of surprise: "Human?

"Where did this madman come from!"

Qin Yue felt that it was not easy to see a human on the plateau, this human was actually drunk, and then single-handedly ran to attack the orcs, isn't this looking for death?

Mu Yun also felt angry and funny: "Sleep in the wind, don't you know me?"

Feng Zhongmian walked up step by step, stared at Mu Yun for a few moments, and suddenly showed a look of sudden realization, "Oh! What kind of guy are you in that town! Strange! Strange! You ran to the plateau, and you weren't chopped up and stewed by these barbarians!"

Qin Yue glared angrily: "Drunkard, how do you speak!"

Meng Hu also stared at him, but he was not angry, he showed an excited expression, and hurriedly ran up and asked, "...... You are the [Wind and Snow Sword Master] Lord Sleeping in the Wind?"

Meng Hu is from Syracuse, and Feng Zhongmian is also from Syracuse, but the two have never met. The fame of the wind is too great, and no one can match the attainments in the entire Snow City and even the Silver Snow Domain. The head of the Snow Wolf mercenary, who is also Meng Hu's martial arts teacher, was once fortunate enough to fight with Feng Zhongmian, but he was defeated in only three moves!

The Snow Wolf Mercenary Captain is a true martial artist!

Snow City is a place where the dragon and the tiger are hidden, and the ranking of the Snow Wolf Mercenary Regiment Leader in the Martial Arts Alliance is about fifteen, and he is already the top master in Snow City, but he can't even stop the three moves of sleeping in the wind. Feng Zhongmian is less than forty years old, and he, like Grom, is a martial arts genius!

"I have something to deal with, you guys get out of the way first, and we'll talk later!" Feng Zhongmian seemed to have no idea what environment he was in, raised his head and poured a few sips of wine into his mouth, and then shouted loudly: "Let the warriors of Hell Song come out, I want to have a good time!"

The orcs all had strange expressions, and most of them could not understand the Terran language.

Otherwise, it will definitely be thunderous!

Mu Yun was afraid that Sleeping in the Wind would cause trouble and affect the overall situation and destroy the trust that had been built up with great difficulty, so he immediately said to the orc: "Don't worry, leave this person to me." Saying that, Mu Yun said to Feng Zhongmian: "Don't mess around, even if you have some ability, if the half-orcs attack it, it will be the result of a dead end." ”

Meng Hu said to Mu Yun: "The most famous thing about sleeping in the wind is speed, he wants to leave, and most of the orcs can't catch up." ”

No wonder Sleep in the Wind is so bold.

Mu Yun disagreed: "I don't know how fast you are, but there are many great martial master-level powerhouses in this, and there are even many existences that surpass the great martial artists." There are tens of thousands of half-orcs stationed at Taniguchi, can you run away if you go in alone?"

I was stunned for a while, and I felt that it was indeed very difficult.

In case of being surrounded by half-orcs, several waves of arrows rain volleys, and wolf cavalry several rounds of rushing and killing, even if it is iron, it will be chopped into meat sauce. Even if a warrior's true qi is strong, there will be a moment when it is exhausted, when the true qi is completely exhausted, the warrior will not be much more powerful, and no matter how strong a person's strength is, he will not be able to compete with thousands of troops after all.

Feng Zhongmian thought for two seconds, and immediately walked up with a smile, hooked his shoulders and said: "You kid seems to have succeeded in getting along with these guys, so you let their best fighters come out and fight with me! Do me a favor, I owe you a favor!"

Mu Yun shrugged: "This can't help, most of them want to kill me!"

Feng Zhongmian said dissatisfiedly: "You are so useless, why can you survive to this day!"

Mu Yun wanted to sleep in the wind, so he gave a general account of the experience of receiving the letter and the trip to the plateau.

Mu Yun's half-strength was able to evade the pursuit of the half-orcs, and he also made the Song of Hell accept him?

Mu Yun took the opportunity to say: "It is very irrational to enter the valley at this moment, you might as well wait at the mouth of the valley, the half-orcs will come out sooner or later, and the masters of the eight major tribes will appear in it, and at that time, you can challenge whoever you want." ”

Feng Zhongmian touched his chin and made a contemplative gesture.

Mu Yun couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when he saw that the other party was stabilized, otherwise he would have recklessly broken into the holy land of the half-orc race, and the half-orcs would be furious, not only would it be difficult to escape from the wind and sleep, but Mu Yun would also suffer from the disaster of the pond fish.

"Wait!" Mu Yun's eyes were on the battle spear in Feng Zhongmian's hand, revealing a hint of surprise: "This spear is ......"

A spear was more than 2 meters long, made entirely of metal, and had a layer of hoarfrost on its surface. Mu Yun recognized at a glance that it was forged with cold iron. Cold Iron Ore [Fertile Moon Plain] is very rare, but it is very abundant in the northwest region of [Frost Plateau], and Terran craftsmen will not use cold iron to forge weapons.

Feng Zhongmian waved his arm, and the iron spear was deeply inserted into the ground, "On the way here, I happened to meet a group of strange guys, they found me, and they attacked without knowing why. As a result, I killed them, and this was snatched from the leader, so you can take it if you like!"

Cold iron is worth more than Copper, but less than Mithril.

A cold iron spear weighs dozens of kilograms and is worth a few gold coins.

"You misunderstood, the weapon itself is nothing special, but it is obviously not a weapon used by half-orcs, because the cold iron forging process is quite difficult, and half-orcs have rough smelting technology and equipment, and there is generally no way to extract cold iron ore. Mu Yun took a closer look at the cold iron spear, the spear was very thick and not suitable for people to hold, and some symbols were engraved on the iron spear to attract Mu Yun's attention, "Huh, this spear was actually engraved to strengthen the magic circle!"

Qin Yue walked over curiously and took a few looks, "It's really an enhanced rune, judging from the runes, this doesn't look like the style of a Terran rune master!"

Runemaster is a branch of talismanist.

This profession can engrave formations on equipment or weapons, so as to strengthen the effect of equipment, and is also called an enchanter, a high-level rune master, which is very popular. Because any good weapon needs to be strengthened by a magic circle in the forging process, so as to give it more power, or special abilities.

"Who did you get it from?"

Sleeping in the wind and shaking the wine gourd, he slowly poured a sip of wine, and then said vaguely: "I don't know, some big, blue-skinned, hairless guys are probably dozens of miles away." These guys are sneaky, but they're quite capable of fighting!"

Meng Hu's eyes widened, and he said with a strange expression: "A big creature with blue skin and no body hair, is there such a strange creature on the plateau?"

"Yes!" Mu Yun searched for his memories and immediately thought of a race, "Frost Troll, one of the thirteen clans in the north!"

Meng Hu was shocked, "The legendary troll clan, this ......"

Qin Yue was also surprised: "No, why did the Troll Clan come here? Is it because of the half-orcs?"

Frost Trolls and Orcs are mortal enemies, and the hatred between Frost Trolls and Orcs is stronger than the relationship between Terrans and Orcs. In fact, as early as the Gruru period, the thirteen northern tribes formed an alliance and went south to occupy the Fertile Moon Plain, and even the entire northern continent. When the Terrans were defeated, Gruru swung his blade at his comrades, and the other northern aliens, including the frost trolls, were all defeated and driven to farther and poorer places.

Frost Trolls are located on the northwestern edge of the Frost Plateau, plus the farther away Arctic Ice Fields, and have fought orcs many times, and the hatred between the two races is deep.

Although the orcs hate the human race, most of the orcs are used to living on the plateau, and it is a little unaccustomed to letting them move to the plains.

Nine out of ten wars broke out between the two clans for food, wealth, and resources.

Half-orcs always leave after fighting, and generally do not stay for a long time, the eight major clans have not fought the human race for hundreds of years before this, and even if the grievances between the two clans are deep, they have gradually faded under the wash of time. The frost trolls are different, the two races are on the same plateau, and the old hatred never stops.

"Let's go!"

Mu Yun drove the bison over.

Feng Zhongmian wondered: "Where to go?"

Mu Yun said, "The frost troll's living area is thousands of miles away, and it must take a long journey to get here. These guys aren't vegetarians, so they can't be here for no reason, so there must be a conspiracy!"

Feng Zhongmian yawned and said, "None of my business! I'm here to fight the orcs!"

"The Song of Hell clan sacrifice failed, the eight major clans will continue to attack the human race!I suspect that the frost trolls appeared here to try to destroy the clan sacrifice!" Mu Yun received the letterhead sent to the lord by Feng Zhongmian, although he was lazy and uninhibited on the surface, but he still took the overall situation into account at the critical time of Feng Zhongmian, Mu Yun said in an accented tone: "Hell Song is now the only tribe that opposes war, do you want to see the two clans fighting?"

"Oh?" Feng Zhongmian touched his chin, his expression became a little more serious, "Then I really have to take a look!"

The location and number of frost trolls are unknown, so it can be very dangerous to pursue.

However, there is a wind to sleep in.

That shouldn't be a problem.

This is also the number one martial arts master in the Silver Snow Domain, even if it is placed in the entire Northern Continent, it is also a very top-notch powerhouse. The title of Wind and Snow Sword Saint is by no means in vain, with his help, with Ghost Face and Meng Hu by his side, at least there is no problem with self-preservation.

"Let's go!"

Mu Yun rode off on a bison.