The dwarves had built a cage large enough to allow at least the hundred or so wounded orcs to lie down and rest inside.

As soon as Marlowe walked in, Pinak and the others surrounded them, and Marlowe was very touched by what happened to them alone, and they just wanted to see if Marlowe was injured.

"Marlowe. "Pinak usually looks a bit rough, but many people don't know that he is actually a thick and thin orc warrior.

He looked at Marlowe from head to toe and asked, "Are your ribs okay?"

"Huh?" Marlowe didn't expect that he had broken three ribs that had already been discovered, but because he had quietly corrected and fixed them, and because of his special physique, it was basically fine. "It's okay, it doesn't hurt anymore. ”

He patted his chest to prove that he was fine, and the wound hurt as if to warn him not to mess around.

Seeing this, Pinak could only remind: "It doesn't seem like a big problem, but you'd better be careful, if the bones are crooked, you need to break and reconnect them, otherwise it will seriously affect your fighting level." ”

Marlowe nodded in understanding, then asked, "How's everyone doing?"

"Alas, everyone's condition is not good, many people have developed high fevers, the bumps on the road have caused many people's wounds to break again, although the bodies of our orcs are as hard as steel, but there are not enough medicines to kill many people. Pinak sighed worriedly, his face solemn. Most of his injuries were skin injuries, even if there was no medicine, there was no big problem, but the others were almost all injured and bone-moving, or even broken hands and legs, and now they urgently needed a batch of medicine to stop the bleeding and heal their injuries.

After inspecting the condition of the seriously injured, many of them were unconscious, and Oga seemed to have been aggravated by the violent jolting, and was now unconscious in a cold sweat.

The situation is not optimistic, and we must find a way to get a batch of healing drugs, but where can I find them...... I wonder where Agna and the others are now?

"Let's hold on and I'll figure out how to deal with this. Marlowe, who hadn't figured out a solution for a while, could only say that, although he managed to escape from the pursuit from Orim, he found that the burden on his shoulders was getting heavier and heavier, and the title "chief" weighed like a thousand pounds.

There was a neat sound of iron armor from outside the cage, and ten dwarven warriors came from a distance with neat steps, dressed in shiny plate armor, holding huge metal shields and spears in their hands, these dwarves all had red rosacea noses and reddish-brown beards, their beards were braided, and as they walked, these mustaches also swayed under their helmets.

The dwarves stood in two rows on either side of the cage gate, and Marlowe saw that the dwarven warriors were followed by a dwarf, who was very old, with a gray beard on his chin, and his weather-beaten face full of wrinkles, but if he ignored these, his sturdy size and vigorous gait would have been mistaken for a young and strong dwarf.

"Guard, open the cell door. The dwarf walked over to the cage and ordered, his voice loud and every word he uttered as if he were striking a hammer against a felt.

The old dwarf walked into the cage without hesitation, glanced at the miserable orcs, and then said to Marlowe, "You are the chief that Zhuo Gang said?"

Marlowe's appearance was so conspicuous that the old dwarf recognized him at once.

"Yes, Your Excellency. Marlowe saluted with one hand over his chest and replied that he had always remembered that he had to show enough respect to the elderly, especially the dwarves.

The old dwarf tapped the hammer on his waist with satisfaction, this little fellow was not as rude as the other orcs.

"You don't need to call me Your Excellency, my name is Johnny Copperbeard, you can call me General Johnny. Zhuo Gang said your name is Ma ......"

"Marlo Vivia, Warcry, Durotan. General Johnny. Marlowe added.

However, this old dwarf seemed to have more headaches than Zhuo Gang about this long name, and I saw him knock on his hammer again, shook his head and said, "It's too long, I'll still call you Ma ......"

"Marlowe ......"

"Yes, Marlowe. Johnny frowned and was silent for a few seconds, as if to memorize the name repeatedly. "Marlowe, which tribe are you from? I think you seem to have elven blood, how did you become the chief of the orcs?"

Marlowe had to explain succinctly, he was afraid that the old dwarf would not remember what he had said, and he also hoped that he could finish it as soon as possible and then ask the old dwarf for some medicine. But when he finished speaking, he found that General Johnny had walked into the wounded orcs, and the old dwarf looked at each orc's wound with a serious expression, as if to verify whether Marlowe was telling the truth, Pinak and the others wanted to step forward to stop it, but Marlowe stopped them.

Johnny finally stops when he sees the unconscious Cashmo Shaman.

"I didn't expect this old guy to be so badly injured. Johnny untied the old shaman's clothes and saw the shocking wound, and his heart suddenly became a little sad.

I remember many years ago, when both of them were still young and strong, Johnny was out hunting but was injured by a monster, and just when he thought he was going to die in the wilderness, the Kashmo Shaman appeared, and the orc did not show hostility but reached out to save him. Now the two of them are in their twilight years when they see each other, but compared with the past, they are full of energy and good health, but the other party is unconscious and his life hangs by a thread.

"Adjutant, give them medicine and food at once, and give them the empty barracks to the east. ”

"Yes, General. A dwarven warrior immediately ran to deal with the commander's order, he did not dare to question General Johnny's order, remembering that the previous lieutenant had been beaten up for opposing the general's order, and then transferred out of here.

Marlowe looked at the old dwarf with some surprise, he didn't understand what was going on.

Johnny covered the Kashmo Shaman with a hide, then quickly walked up to Marlowe and asked, "What happened to your tribe?"

Before Marlowe could reply, the old dwarf interrupted, "Forget it, you don't have to tell me, now you can come with me at once." ”

"General Johnny, where are you taking me?"

"See His Majesty. Johnny walked out as he spoke, and when he reached the door, he suddenly stopped. "By the way, my subordinates don't speak orc, you tell your subordinates to stay here honestly, we will provide food and medicine, and you must take care of the old shaman, and when you see the king, I will send you back." ”

(PS1: Thank you for the reward!PS2: I have a bad cold, and I do this every time I change seasons, it's so uncomfortable.) My head is groggy. ）