"Is it only Troll Chief Trundell and Bear Chief Hogg who are in favor of starting a war? Goetheman, tell me what you think!" asked the strong Minotaur Chieftain Ritter, patting the ground on the ground.

Hearing Ritter's inquiry, a low orc of about one meter six stood up, he had white hair, and a pair of huge horns on his head were bent backwards, this guy was the chief of the sheep-headed tribe, Goethemen, and had to stand up and say in response to Ritter's name-calling question: "Brother Ritter, although I am not afraid of these despicable humans, but our brothers in the sheep-headed tribe can only be cannon fodder because they are restricted by their bodies, and they really don't want to participate in this kind of war." If you really want to hit me, my sword and I are willing to be your sharp weapons!, and it is better to keep my tribe in the mountains?" Goetor, the sheep-headed man, somewhat tactfully rejected Rhett's offer.

"Goethemen, this is not like your style, your Wind Knight of the Sheep-headed Human Department has always boasted of being the strongest air force of the Beast Clan, and even the Giant Bat Knight of our Troll Department has never paid attention to it, so why are you stunned at this moment?" said Trandel, the chief of the Troll Department who had spoken to support the attack earlier, sneered.

When the chief of the troll department and the chief of the sheep-headed tribe were arguing, one of them was not happy, he had a pair of brown wings behind his narrow eyes, and his height was similar to that of a normal human, this person was the chief of the winged tribe, Wen'er, snorted heavily, and said, "We are the strongest warriors in the sky, right!

"Haluha, it's a pity you birdmen aren't knights!" Trandel smirked.

The low Goethemen is indeed a small one in this group of orcs, these barbarian guys are more than two meters tall to carry one at will, not to mention the three-meter minotaur supported by Ritter, the height of one meter six makes Goethemen undoubtedly a small man in the eyes of everyone, as he said, the sheep-headed human department is limited by the body and is destined to become the main combat force of the orc department, but this does not mean that these sheep-headed people are bullied! Goeman stepped forward and held the long sword behind his hand and shouted coldly: "Special?" Trandel, I don't mind appreciating the power of your trolls, so let me, a low-looking sheep-headed man, feel your strength, and if you win, I'll admit that the giant batriders of your troll clan are the most powerful air force, or else I'll give me as far as I can't help but want to go up and beat you when I see you again!"

Hearing Goetheman's provocation, Trandel suddenly stood up and grabbed the tomahawk in his hand, stared at the little guy opposite, hesitated for a moment but let out a sneer, and did not say anything.

"How's it going? Are you scared? Hehe, the trolls are nothing more than that, what's there to be arrogant about!" Goethemen sneered, and turned to leave, a group of people gloating that Goetermin and Trandel were fighting. The difference is that the average height of the trolls is 226cm, and the average height of the sheep-headed people is only about 160cm, so the sheep's head manpower is congenitally insufficient and can only be known for his skills, and the Goethemen is a model of taking the skills to the extreme, with the name of the first great swordsman of the orc race, of course, there will be a provocation to the troll chief Trandel.

Trandel suddenly laughed and said, "I'm busy attacking those despicable humans now, how can I have time to fight with you, and if I have the ability to compete on the battlefield, or pull your people to compare, like the little man of your sheep-headed tribe, I can defeat a group alone." ”

"With a brute like you, I can take down a bunch of them alone!" retorted Goldman.

"Alright, don't make any noise! It's time for us to make a move on the humans, I discussed with Hogg, the chief of the Bear Tribe, we have been silent in this mountain for so many years, and we have slowly worn away our original blood, it's time to wake up the children to have orc blood in their bodies. Minotaur Chief Ritter spoke, interrupting their argument with a final word.

"Brother Rhett, I'll listen to you!" said the chief of the Elephant People's Department.

"But Brother Rhett, isn't our life very good now? If we have to provoke a war, this may awaken some latent faith in our bones, but isn't it a bit worth the loss to lead blood and war to our people in this way! You know, we came out of the war, it was a nightmare, many people would die, how would we appease those families when the time came......" said a kobold with a white beard.

"Koboot, I'm against war, too, but there's one issue I can't take seriously!" Ritter sighed.

The kobold shaman named Koboot frowned, "Do you mean that?"

"Yes, the existing land is no longer able to support the continued development of our race, recently we have been in increasingly strong conflict with those monsters, it is not a matter to keep cowering in the mountains, it is a matter for the children to see a wider world, we want to spread the glory of the beast god throughout the continent. Minotaur Chief Ritter said in a deep voice, his face a little sad.

"Brother Ritter......" Goethemen of the sheep-headed man exclaimed with some shame, the scarcity of the living environment is precisely because the reproduction of the sheep-headed human department and the troll department is too fast, which has made the current situation happen.

"I'm willing to go to the army!" said the chief of the Winged Tribe, Win'er, first.

"I'd like to do it too!" said Goetor, the head of the Sheep's Headed Tribe, with a heavy nod as well.

Suddenly, there was a sound of welcome in the tent.

"In that case, let's go back and get ready. Tomorrow we will officially go out of the mountain to reawaken the fear in the hearts of mankind. We're back with the orcs!" Ritter exclaimed.

A group of people shouted and screamed, and their morale was like a rainbow. The comeback of the orcs is destined to leave a strong mark on history!

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Islamabad County.

Talabani once committed a foolish thing and lost 500 Mulin soldiers, so that Shamash the Great paid a high indemnity for this, thinking that his life could not be saved, but fortunately many greedy politicians persuaded him and Talabani handed over all his rubles to Shamash the Great, which was considered a fluke, but his consul's hat was also changed to acting consul. Because someone will come to take Tarabani's place at any time, this fat pig-like guy is even more unscrupulous to collect money and have fun in Islamabad County.

Eating, drinking, and having fun have never been interrupted by this guy, and the timely pleasure has been vividly interpreted by him, which has also caused these residents of Islamabad to emigrate, and it is simply too miserable to live here.

Talabani, who fishes hard, never cares about these things, only knows that he is really happy when he is happy.

Today is simply too beautiful for Talabani, everything is as good as usual, delicious food has been filled by him all the time, even in the morning when he goes to pay homage to Allah God and comes back, he can meet a good thing that he is forced to sell his child in desperation, as the consul Talabani must help him, so Talabani took out three hundred rubles, which is a year's expenses for a family, and bought the fourteen-year-old cardamom girl to the house.

When he returned to his luxurious mansion, Talabani ordered the old lady to wash the little girl and bring her to her room. After a hurried breakfast, Talabani hurried back into his room to help the little girl who had just bought it bud.

Talabani's greatest favorite in his life is food, and the second is the little girl, especially the little girl who can pinch out the water, every time she sees it, she can't help but want to knock each other down, and only by buying those girls to the house as servants can he achieve his dirty idea. As a result, there were frequent cases of maid pregnancies in the Consulate of Talabani, but these things were dealt with by the two vicious old grandmothers, and these untrained little girls either beat the children off and gave them a part of the rubles to raise their bodies, or they had to die in accidents.

"Little beauty, uncle is here!" Tarabani pushed open the door and threw himself in with a lewd smile on his face, his fat bouncing like a hill. The little girl who had just been bought into the mansion was squatting on the bed and curling into a ball of exhaustion, looking in horror at the archon who was high in her eyes, but his smile was simply disgusting.

"Little beauty, don't be afraid that your uncle will take pity on you!" said Talabani, who smiled happily, and stripped off all his clothes as he spoke, and the little girl looked at him so frightened that she couldn't say a word.

Talabani slammed into the bed and pulled the little girl in front of him, a pair of big hands roamed restlessly on him, the first flower bones were pinched by him and bruised, and after a while, the girl was stripped naked, and looked at the fat in horror and didn't dare to say a word.

Talabani was like a hungry wolf who couldn't wait, flipping the work of his lower body with his hands, because he was so fat that he didn't turn it out for half a day, and suddenly slapped the little girl in annoyance, and scolded: "You damn guy, don't you hurry up and help me, don't you want to live?"

The little girl who was abused looked at the other party blankly and didn't know what to do.

"Find my stuff and put it in your mouth!" said Talabani angrily, spitting at the little girl.

Just then, there was a knock on the door. One shouted, "Lord Talabani, it's not good!

"I'll talk about it later!" said Talabani, who was in the middle of his life, angrily screaming outside the room.

"Lord Talabani, I must tell you now, this is really a big deal, otherwise I would not dare to delay you at this time!" begged the man outside the house.

Tarlabani's brow furrowed when he heard this, and as soon as he pushed the little girl away, he got up and put on her clothes and went to open the door. Talabani, who opened the door, didn't say a word, and threw a loud slap on the other party's face, and asked with a black face: "Say, what's going on!"

The beaten Mullin's beard didn't dare to gnaw, and he hooked his head and said with a face full of resentment: "Back to Lord Talabani, the barbarians of Telunsu have already entered, and we have to find a way to escape......

"What? Are you kidding? We have nearly 10,000 defenders, and I don't know what's going on, and these Terensu guys have come in?

"Lord Talabani, they have an internal response in the city, and the incident happened too suddenly, and when we reacted to the enemy's rush into the city, I also fought desperately to run out to communicate with you! The messenger raised his head and said with a look of grievance.

"These damned barbarians, are there really no one in my Mullin Empire? Summoning all the guards in the City Lord's Mansion to go out with me to repel these barbarians, this is the time for us to prove it to Emperor Shamash. At this time, Talabani didn't care about the "food" in the house, this matter may be his only chance to turn over, even if he is fat and not as strong as before, he has to fight.

"I know my lord. The messenger answered. It didn't take long for Talabani to arrive at the streets of Islamabad with hundreds of escorts, and he was instantly dumbfounded, the enemy was already running from afar, and the spectacular appearance of thousands of people rushing together instantly forgot the ambition of the previous moment. Those guards who could only be foxes and fake tigers had seen this battle, and were hesitating what to do, their fat pig-like adults had already turned their horses and ran away, and suddenly these hundreds of people were frightened before fighting, and they all ran towards the south gate in a puff of smoke.

"Hurry up and open the gates for me!" Talabani shouted from afar before he could reach the gate.

The soldiers at the head of the city looked at the enemy in the distance and shouted with some hesitation: "But my lord......"

"No, but, if you don't open the door, I'll cut off your head now!" Tarabani roared like a cat with its tail stepped on.

The defenders of the city knew that the city was lost, and when they were ready to go out to meet the enemy, they had to open the gates and let them out, and Talabani rushed out of the city with a few hundred of his friends. When he saw thousands of majestic horseback men outside the city, he was dumbfounded.

"Lord Talabani, what now?" roared one of them, the same person who had sent him the message ahead. The next moment, he drew his knife and stabbed it hard on the horse's buttocks, and the horse, which was already overwhelmed, rushed towards the other party's Trensu crowd with a sigh.

Talabani glared at the man angrily and yelled, "You bastard!"

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