The man with black hair and red eyes spoke in a voice that was not unpleasant. On the contrary, it is gentle and rich in magnetic surnames, which makes people sound very comfortable.

However, what he said was not so pretty.

In the yellow sand city, there was an uproar. All the orcs shouted loudly.

"Another war? Another attack on the Zhongzhou fortress? When will this battle be a head?"

"Can the Zhongzhou Fortress be captured? The Zhongzhou Barrier exists for a day, and if we go to attack the fortress, we will be sent to death in vain!"

"Did the people above get water in their brains? Or were they caught in the door? Living in the wilderness, they were a little more miserable, a little poorer. But at least if you're lucky, you can live for thirty or forty years. To attack the fortress is to send us to death in vain!"

"That's right, they actually let us prepare our own armor and grass! We in Huangsha City, where can we get any armor and grass?"

An old orc, missing a leg and a thumb on his left hand, stomped violently on the ground with the prosthetic leg on his leg, making a loud thud. He had to be angry, looked at the stage and shouted: "There are constant conflicts every year, there are still small fights every three years, and a big fight in ten years, which war, under those fortresses in Zhongzhou, have not been filled with the corpses of our orcs?"

"Let's not talk about that, this year, our Huangsha City has encountered great disasters one after another, and the old city lord, one of his sons, one daughter, and our elite all over the city have all perished! The locust plague has struck, and no one in my Huangsha City can control it! The harvest of the year has been cut off, and it seems that there is a great famine!

"Where were you when we were in the disaster? Where were you when we died? Now that we are going to fight, we are actually coming to draw troops again! They also let us prepare our own armor, grain and grass...... "Look at our Huangsha City, old and young, as if they can draw troops? Look at the outside of Huangsha City, which has been gnawed into a desert by giant locusts, as if there is grain and grass? Do you come to Huangsha City to draw troops, do you want us to die in Huangsha City, and not even a seed will be left?"

The orcs have violent surnames and straightforward surnames, and even if the envoy comes with the will of the god king, they dare to argue with reason. They all roared with red faces and thick necks. After the old orc-clan finished speaking, the orc-clansmen in the city applauded even more, and they used various tools to make earth-shattering noise.

"Yes, where were you ten years ago when our old town was hit by a thunderstorm?"

"Where were you when we were trying to find a place to live?"

"Where were you at the time of the earthquake?"

"Where were you when the blizzard came?"

"Where were you when the monsters attacked the city?"

"When the Flying Demon Lizard attacked, when the old city lord and the four thousand elites in the city died together, where were you?"

"Where were you when the locusts plagued?"

"Where were you when there was no food?"

All the voices converged into a roar that was louder than the other: "Where are you, where are you, where are you, where are you, when we are suffering......"

Even many children shouted their voices and cheered along with the adults. The children are not sensible and do not understand the meaning of the war against Zhongzhou. All they know is that every time there is a war, no matter what form of war, the adults in their family, both men and women, go to war. If you're lucky, you can come back, and if you're unlucky, you'll never return!

In Huangsha City, there are only 8,000 people. But among these 8,000 people, there are children in their early 3,000s!

Children in their early 3,000s, more than 4,000 adults. Among the more than 4,000 adults, most of them are elderly people who are disabled.

How many fatherless and motherless orphans are there in the city?

It is precisely because of the war that children have lost their father or mother, or all parents. It was the war that caused them to lose their brother, sister, and almost most of their young relatives.

Those wars may not be the big battles of the siege of Zhongzhou. It's a war with savage beasts, alien beasts, and even more savage races. But in any case, it was the war that made them lose everything.

Therefore, children do not hear the word "war" very much.

And the old people in the city, the lions, tigers, leopards, hungry wolves, bears, and giant elephants that were once mighty, are now either missing arms and legs, or are deaf and blind. Almost every old man with a physical disability has even lost his racial talent!

The old orc, who was missing a leg and had only a thumb on his left hand, was originally a mighty lion, and a loud roar could shatter the hills. But now, he can't even take a knife into battle. The loud voice that once shocked Baili can only be hoarse and reprimand the messenger on the stage.

And what made them lose these was the war with Zhongzhou one after another, which was endless, and there was no hope!

The people of Huangsha City were indignant, and the war collection order was unanimously rejected by the whole city. There are even old and disabled orcs whose surnames are still violent, roaring angrily with red eyes and crowding over to the stage.

The black-haired, red-eyed messenger narrowed his eyes as he looked at the angry orcs who were gradually embracing the audience. The smile on the corner of his mouth has not disappeared, but the smile has lost its former harmony, but instead gives people a fierce, even bloodthirsty feeling.

"I don't know if I'm alive or dead. He said lightly, and as soon as his voice fell, a huge knife the size of a door panel suddenly fell from the stage and slashed to the steps of the high platform.

The stone staircase immediately split apart, and a huge crack several feet long burst into the ground, and large puffs of smoke and dust rose into the air.

After the smoke and dust cleared, a dark figure appeared behind the giant knife of the door panel.

It was the black-haired and red-eyed messenger, one of the guards brought!

The messenger did not come alone. He also brought with him a group of samurai who were heavily armed, wrapped in pitch-black armor and whose faces were obscured by black ghost masks.

There were forty of these warriors, all seven feet tall and nearly eight feet tall including armor. Everyone is armed with heavy weapons, such as great axes, maces, sledgehammers, meteor hammers, and ...... And even the armor and weapons are flashing with a faint treasure light, although they are not in the flow of magic weapons, and they are not even the lowest-grade low-grade magic weapons, but in the eyes of the Terran monks, they can also be regarded as qualified armor weapons.

Before, the guards were all on the stage, lined up behind the black-haired and red-eyed messengers. All of them were silent, like forty black iron statues.

And now, when the crowd was restless, there was a guard with a large knife in the door, who jumped out and slashed the steps with a single sword.

This knife was only slashed in the air, and it was only used as a deterrent. But Rao is like this, the gravel after the smashing of the steps, under the action of the powerful impact, burst out with a loud sound of breaking through the air, and directly beat the old men of the beast clan who surrounded them, and even knocked them to the ground.

The guard with the knife was silent, withdrew the broadsword from the door panel, carried it on his shoulder, and stood silently under the steps. His face was obscured by a black ghost mask, and he couldn't see his facial expression clearly. Only the pupils of the eyes could be seen, flashing with a blinding red light.

"Blood Fang Iron Guard!" The one-legged old man of the lion clan looked at the black-armored sword guard who was blocking the steps, gritted his teeth and said: "I can't imagine that just a blood fang iron guard can also show off his might in Huangsha City! If Lao Tzu can still make a lion's roar, don't say that one blood fang iron guard is forty blood fang iron guards, and Lao Tzu can also roar and shatter into slag!"

"Good Hammoti was brave back then. The black-haired and red-eyed messenger squinted at the old man of the lion clan and said lightly: "No matter how powerful you were back then, old man, you may have once been dominant, or even invincible, but now you are just an old waste. In the presence of this messenger, you had better be obedient so that you can live a few more years. ”

"Phew!" An old man of the Tiger Clan, who was blind in both eyes and only had two terrifying black holes left, spit out a tooth that had been knocked out by gravel, and snorted coldly: "The tiger fell in Pingyang and was bullied by dogs!"

The word "dog" also deliberately accentuated the tone.

"Ignorant old thing, let me die!"

The black-haired and red-eyed messenger, with a flash of blood in his red pupils, suddenly stretched out his right hand to the old man of the Tiger Clan, with his five fingers in claws, and made a backward pulling movement in the air. While pulling, his palm was slightly concave, giving birth to an invisible suction. Then I saw the old man of the Tiger Clan, and every pore on his body soared out of a trace of blood, gathering into the palm of the messenger!

......Shh In the terrible sound of blood lines breaking through the air, the old man of the tiger clan didn't even snort, and he fell to the ground. The already withered and emaciated body of the aging body has become as if it has been weathered for decades, dry as a mummy!

And the palm of the messenger had already gathered a blood ball the size of a basin. The blood cell continued to compress, shrinking, and finally turning into a blood-colored crystal the size of a thumb's belly.

The messenger threw the crystal into his mouth, smacked his mouth twice, and squinted his eyes at the people on the stage, "The blood of this tiger tastes pretty good, like old wine, spicy and refreshing." This envoy has not eaten enough, who else wants to challenge the authority of this envoy?"

The messenger shot too quickly, and most of the people gathered in the square under the stage were disabled elderly people with inflexible hands and feet. All the people didn't have time to rescue the old man of the Tiger Clan, so they could only watch him being sucked into a dry corpse.

But in front of everyone, the messenger sucked the blood of the old man of the Tiger Clan, refined it into a blood crystal, ate it in public, praised the good taste, and made threats, which immediately ignited the fierce surname of the beast clan!

"Lao Tzu has long been impatient!" the old man roared, tearing open his chest, revealing a skinny chest full of scars. He patted his chest hard, which was no longer strong, and shouted, "Come, there is a kind of killing Lao Tzu too!"

"Come, there is a kind of kill Lao Tzu!" "When Lao Tzu fought against the Zhongzhou Terrans under the fortress of Qin State, you kid was still a little worm in your father's body, and today he actually scared Lao Tzu? What kind of battle has Lao Tzu not seen in the battle of the corpse mountain and the sea of blood? Come, kill Lao Tzu!"

For a while, the old people in the audience stepped forward one after another, and their emotions became even more agitated.

The people of the orcs have never been afraid of death threats!

"A group of old ghosts!" The black-haired and red-eyed messenger provoked a murderous smile on the corner of his mouth: "Anyway, the elite of Huangsha City is lost, and this war will not be of any use, just kill them all, no matter how old or young, all of them will be sucked into Chengren!"

The messenger's eyes flashed with a fierce light, and he was about to let go and kill. At this moment, in the city lord's mansion, there was a clear crane chirp. Immediately after, a handsome red-crowned giant crane flew up from the city lord's mansion. After rising to a height of 100 feet, it turned around, swooped down from head to foot. The momentum is towards the messenger!

In an instant, the giant crane had rushed down several feet. It was only ten feet away from the messenger when it slammed its wings back and whizzed like a cannonball into the messenger. At the time of impact, the crane's beak was in front of it, straight like a long sword scorching with cold light!

Before the Fire Crane ascended, its long beak could resist super-grade magic weapons, and it could easily block Lu Jianke's flying sword. In the Flame Mountain, the strength of Li Ding's spiritual pets such as the Fire Crane has increased more than doubled. The power of the long beak of the flaming crane is naturally rising, and now a beak pecked out, the power is no less than the blow of the lower grade spirit weapon!

"Giant Crane, Fire Crane, Richard Harcan's Fire Crane?" The envoy's eyes flashed with surprise at first, and then turned into a cruel one: "Then how can Richard Harcan be so virtuous that he can be appreciated by the little princess of the Protoss? I have never had a chance, but if I had the opportunity, I would have sucked it into Cheng Ren and completely ended the so-called legend of the Beast Clan! Hmph, I didn't expect that he would be in Huangsha City! Such a God-given opportunity, how could I miss it? Just to fulfill my long-cherished wish!"

All kinds of thoughts pass in a flash. In the blink of an eye, the flaming crane's long beak, which was as sharp as a spiritual weapon, had already pecked in front of his eyes.

"Good time!" The black-haired, red-eyed messenger laughed, and blood-red flames erupted all over his body. There was a muffled pop, and the flaming crane pecked at the blood-red flame with its long beak, but it was blocked by the blood flame, and it was not allowed to enter!

"Even a flat-haired animal dares to go wild in front of this messenger?" the messenger grinned, wrapped in a bloody hand, and grabbed at the long neck of the flaming crane. Seeing that the big hand was about to grab the crane's neck, the orcs below had already exclaimed, and under the wings of the flaming crane, a small monster that looked like a squirrel suddenly came out.

It's the dragon power rat Duoduo!

Duoduo got out from under the flamingo's wings, and in a single stroke, he leaped onto the flamingo's neck, and with a lightning wave of a small claw not much bigger than a walnut, he struck the messenger's blood-blazing hand.

Bang!

With a loud bang, the messenger's body shook violently, and the blood flame wrapped around his body shook violently, as if the candle flame in the wind might be extinguished at any time. However, this is only an illusion. The blood flame was never extinguished, and the dragon power rat Duoduo was shocked and fell out, flying more than a dozen feet away, turning a few heels on the ground, and even knocking down several old orcs, and then stood up dizzily.

But after standing up, it staggered a few broken steps, and then fell to the ground again! The oily and shiny fur was unconsciously dyed with a faint layer of blood red. The blood red continued to spread, beating, as if there was life, penetrating into the skin of the dragon power rat!

And the flaming crane was also shocked and screamed and fell back to the stage. There was also a faint blood-red glow on his body!

"Vulnerable!" the envoy smiled contemptuously and snorted coldly: "This envoy is responsible for delivering the king's decree, walking in the wild land, shuttling through all kinds of dangers, how can he not have a good skill? Otherwise, how can he take on this important task? Two animals can stop this envoy?

As soon as the words fell, rolling thunder suddenly sounded in the sky, as if there was a heavily armored iron horseman, stepping into the air.

All the orcs suddenly looked up at the sky, and their eyes were full of surprise! The weak Fire Crane and Dragon Power Mouse also raised their heads, and their smart eyes flashed with excitement!

(To be continued)