Marlowe was glad that Mehm had chosen to follow his faith instead of continuing to work for the Redskins. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

There was no disagreement between Mehm and the two orcs around him, they were Maim's most trusted subordinates, so there was no need to worry about betraying Marlowe's side.

"I suggest you don't go to the col. Maim suggested.

"No, we can go and kill the Redskins, and then our two tribes will unite against the brutal Great Chief and his Redskins!" Mecca said with a quick voice.

Maim looked at Mecca with a wry smile and said, "You know, I am not a chief, so I have no right to lead the Black Fang tribe to betray the Great Chief, not to mention that our chief is still on his way to Orim, if we do this, then the chief will be in danger." ”

"But you're willing to watch your people being pushed into the arms of death by the Great Chief?"

"Enough, Mecca. Marlowe knew that Mecca was trying to accumulate more strength against the Great Chieftain by persuading the other party in this way, but the other party did not have the right to make a decision, and such a pressure would only cause people to be offended.

Marlowe interrupted the conversation between the two and said, "I know your troubles, so I will not persuade you to do anything, but I hope that one day you will be able to convince your chieftain that the orc of Orem and his redskins have gone to the abyss of depravity......"

Speaking of this, he pointed to the orcs behind him and said: "They escaped from the north only a few days ago, and they saw how the red-skinned orcs raised their butcher's knives against other tribes, and those tribes did nothing wrong, but they suffered this fate, and the whole tribe did not leave a single living mouth, not even the old people and children were spared. ”

"Maim, I'm not going to convince you to join us at this time, but I want you to keep an eye out for those red-skinned orcs, and the chieftain of the Black Fang tribe who has returned from the north, I saw something terrifying in that battle in the north, but I can't tell you now, and even if you say it, you can't believe my words, so I hope you can pay attention to everything you see around you, the dark age of our steppe orcs has come again......"

Marlowe wanted to take out the sacrificial stone he had gotten and make it clear, but how could he tell the other party that his tribe had gotten this evil stone from the red-skinned orcs?

Maim would not believe it, even if Maim chose to follow the will of the ancestor Marta, he still could not believe that the Great Chief would have such a stone, because the red-skinned orcs were the direct bloodline of the ancestors, how could they spread the things that belonged to the demon Sargeras. The orcs at the bottom of the steppe still believe that when the minions of the demon Sargeras appear, the red-skinned orcs will fight again for the entire tribe of the steppe.

Marlowe can't go around preaching this, no one will believe him, and he can't tell, because Barrow, who used the Sacrificial Stone, is a member of the Warcry Tribe, so why should others believe that this is not the evidence of your guilt against the Redskin Orcs? These tribes are not the Whitehoof and Bloodblade tribes, they didn't experience that night's battle!

"That's all I can tell you now, thanks for the kind reminder, it's time to say goodbye now. Marlowe pulled the reins and motioned for everyone to divert their course. "Maim ......"

"What?" Maim was still pondering what he had just heard, and was slapped by a subordinate next to him before he came back to his senses.

"Has the human paladins returned to the valley?"

"No, they chased the undead out and never came back. ”

Marlowe remembered the direction of James's departure, and he should be able to find traces along the way, but he remembered the bones that were still piled up in the col, and said regretfully: "The remains of the dead can only be buried by your Black Fang tribe......

"It doesn't matter," Maim assured, "we will bury the deceased properly." ”

"Hopefully one day we'll fight together. Marlowe slapped the other man's broad shoulder, and then quickly left the place with the team.

Watching Marlowe and them disappear on the back of the mountain, Maim said to the orcs beside him, "You two are my most trusted subordinates, so I hope you don't let me down." ”

"We won't say it without your consent, but how will we explain to the red-skinned orcs when we go back now?" the two orcs knew what Mehm meant, so they immediately made a guarantee.

"Let's go, I'll tell you both what to say on the way. Maim stepped onto the wolf and led the two of them towards the col.

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At the same time as Marlowe and Maim met, James was chagrined to lead the team back on his warhorse.

They had no wolves and relied on the Light's guidance to hunt down the necromancer, only to find a ghoul.

James knew that he was being played with by the necromancer, and that the other party must have used some method to cover up the dark power escaping from his body, and then used the extremely fast moving ghoul as a bait to lead himself away from the right direction.

"Damn bastard!" James once again burst into foul language, it was too dereliction of duty for a high-ranking paladin to fail to see through the other party's plan.

However, it is useless to blame yourself, and even if you go back, you can't find any trace of the other party. Unwilling and frustrated, James and the paladins could only return to the col where the necromancer was found as agreed.

"Captain James, look. Green reminded from the side.

I saw a large group of orc wolf riders in the distance, led by a tall man, with a beautiful elven longbow hanging on his back, riding under his crotch...... It turned out to be a white-boned war horse!

James looked at Marlowe in disbelief, and then his face changed and he rode his horse towards Marlowe.

"Hey, Captain James, you guys ......"

"Get off your horse and stay away from that filthy thing!" said James, yelling before he could run in front of Marlowe.

Marlowe looked at the other party's face for some reason, with worry and annoyance written on it, but then reacted and quickly explained: "Oh, it's okay, this white bone war horse is very docile and won't have any problems." ”

Unexpectedly, the other party didn't listen to his explanation at all, so he ran over and dragged him off the horse, then looked at him back and forth, left and right, and also reached out to turn Marlowe's eyelids and inspect the skin on his wrists.

"Captain James, what are you doing here?" Marlowe asked, taking James' hand away.

"Why are you so bold that you dare to ride a death warhorse, you don't want to die!"

As he spoke, James drew the paladin's hammer at his waist and made a gesture to smash it at the bone horse......