Just as Wren and his party were on their way back to the city, the orc camp nearly a hundred miles away also received the news that Gluck, the Eye of Geush, had been killed.

Gluck is more than just an Eye of Geush, he is also one of the thirteen sons of the High Chief of the Broken Skull.

In the center of the orc camp is a movable tent pulled by eight dragon beasts, and above the tent, a huge white dragon skull hangs, exuding a terrifying chill.

Dragonbone Ride, the proudest mobile fortress of the orcs entrenched in the Northlands.

That white dragon skull was the ancient white dragon lord [withered wings] who ruled most of the Northland Ice Fields in the Third Age, but unfortunately, he was seriously injured in the Dragon Mania Lock, and was wiped out by the ancient orcs who migrated to the Northland Ice Fields.

In that battle, the remaining ancient orcs killed fifteen Destiny Legends and twenty-three ordinary Legends.

In return, the head of the withered wings was hung from the mobile fortress forever to demonstrate the orc's prowess.

Since then, even the unruly Frost Giants have had to admit the primordial orc's domination of the Northlands.

During that period, almost all creatures in the Northland were subjugated to the force of primitive orcs.

Except for the Northland barbarians.

It was a history of arduous and bitter struggle, and eventually, as the primitive orcs were assimilated by the entire main material plane of Erathia, their strength rapidly declined, and they were finally driven to the northernmost point of the Northland by the newly formed Federation of Windswept Tribes.

And the orcs, whose physical functions were greatly degraded compared to the primitive orcs, also fell apart and became clans and tribes.

For nearly five hundred years, no orc had been able to sit on the throne at the center of the Dragon's Bone Ride.

In that position, only those who have integrated all the orc tribes and become the recognized great chief of the Orcs of the Northland are qualified to sit there.

In this tent, there are more than twenty orc chiefs of all sizes in the Northland.

As the two largest tribes that launched the Glorious Expedition, the Great Chief of the Skull Crusher and the Great Chief of the Chewing Bone sat on the left and right sides of the throne respectively, while the chiefs of the other orc clans sat at the hands of the two of them in turn according to the strength of their tribes.

On both sides of the gate of the tent, two chieftain guards stood on the left and right, their bodies were like little giants, exuding the smell of blood that no one should enter, which was intimidating.

When the Great Chief of the Skullshatter heard the news of the death of his son Gluck, his eagle-like eyebrows trembled slightly, and he regained his composure.

Gluck was not very favored by his sons, and as a product of drunkenness and carelessness, he was able to become a strong orc man, and the Great Chief of Skull-Crushing liked to hear about it, but if he accidentally died in battle, then he would not be too sad.

Other orcs can die, so why can't his son die?

The Great Chieftain, who had calmed down to the extreme, coughed lightly and raised his eyes to look at the orcs around him.

"Gluck is dead, and it's heartbreaking for me as a father, but it's also a good opportunity. Aren't we worried about how to attract the attention of the other side? Spread the news of Gluck's death to the humans and make them realize that I'm here. ”

The words of the Great Chief of the Crushed Skull made the tent suddenly fall silent.

All the orcs present looked at the Great Chief with a little emotion.

Cold, ruthless, sensible, unscrupulous.

That was their first impression of him.

"Comourne, that's not enough." The Great Chief of the Chewing Bone read the Great Chief of the Skull Crush, and said softly, "We have been preparing for almost four full years this time, and there must be no mistakes. Our Lord is watching us from heaven. ”

For this glorious expedition, almost all the orc clans left only one ordinary legendary watchman, and the rest of the legends and the Mandate of Heaven legends were counted as one, and all participated.

What the Wind Alliance didn't know was that this time, the orcs had mobilized more than 150,000 people!

He said in a deep voice:

"I'm sure all of you here understand that our goal is not to look at the city, but to the north of the town. Now, what we want is to firmly attract the eyes and main force of the Rin Wind Alliance to the Lookout City! This time, I'll let my eldest son stay here in the guise of me, along with a small portion of our Bone Chewing Clan's troops, and the War Banner! I will lead the main force of the clan and go straight to the north of the town! ”

Give the dummy.

Although today's orcs have lost the terrifying physique of their primitive orcs, it seems that as compensation, their brain capacity has increased significantly.

Back then, the primitive orcs who had just invaded this world didn't have so many brains, so they just went all the way through.

"Me too, the Skull Shatter Clan's War Banner will remain here."

The Great Chief of the Cranial Crusher added.

The War Banner is a banner blessed by the orc god Guush, and it has incredible energy, and it is the closest high-level artifact to a low-level artifact.

In the entire Northland, only the two great clans of Chew Bone and Skull Crush have received the gift of Geush.

Where the war flag is erected, it means where the two great chiefs go.

"However, even so, it is extremely difficult for us to hold back the opponent's main force."

The chiefs of the small clans glanced at each other, and they all saw a hint of intent in each other's eyes.

If something happens to these two clans over there, is it possible that this war banner is ......

But the difficulty of wanting to hold back the main force of the Windswept Federation in Overlook City is also clear in the hearts of these chiefs.

The first few glorious expeditions without the participation of these two big clans often came with excitement and returned with defeat, and the coalition forces of these small clans did not even capture a human city, although it was said that there was a bit of acting to paralyze the other party, but they almost did it fakely, and were hung up and beaten by the army of the Rin Feng Tribal Alliance.

"However, the two chiefs, you should also know how terrifying the strength of the other party is, and it is simply unrealistic to drag their main force here."

A small clan chief spoke.

Glancing at the other party, the Great Chief of the Skull-Crushing raised a finger.

"Fifteen days, I only need you to drag the other party's main force in the lookout city for fifteen days, and in these fifteen days, you must not let them see the slightest flaw. For fifteen days, you will keep on the offensive so that they have no time to think about anything else. If you are able to do this, then when our plan succeeds, our Lord will not hesitate to reward you, and you will have the opportunity to become gods like us! ”

Favored by God!

Hearing these three words, these little chiefs suddenly became a little short of breath.

The Divine Favor, as the name suggests, is the one who is favored by the gods and has been favored.

The reason why these two great chiefs were able to rule the clan for nearly a hundred years was because they were favored and blessed by Guush, and they were able to rejuvenate and regain the best body of their youth.

Don't look at these two chiefs who look like they are only in their early thirties, in fact they are over one hundred and fifty years old, and they are the grandparents of many little chiefs!

(End of chapter)