"Amini!!Amini!!Amini!!Amini!!Amini!........................"

The orcs gathered around Amini and the dead Bosa began to raise their weapons and cheer loudly for their leader, wave after wave, more and more neat, echoing in the hall of the ruined wooden house, the excitement of joy and the red blood blended together, incomparably strange and terrifying.

In the young man's tower, Huanhuan stood up straight, holding an axe in one hand and Bosa's head in the other, and the blood splattered red half of its body, like a fierce god from hell. There was no ripple on Amini's face, but the flaring glint in his eyes betrayed its emotion - it was very excited, it was a conquering emotion, shaking Shijie's conquest!

It is no longer the tower that relied on Ashina in the past, it is itself - Amini, the leader of these orcs, the unique and absolute leader!

"Give this fool's head to our Great Khan. Amini proudly threw the bloody head in his hand into the arms of an orc on the opposite side, and said arrogantly: "Let's just say that it is his tower, Amini's first gift to the Great Khan, to decorate the main hall of the holy palace!"

"Follow your will, great Amini, Tari of Balitou. The orc fell to his knees respectfully, with his entire upper body lying on the ground, and picked up Amini's head that he had thrown on the ground, and held it tightly in his arms. Then, in the envious eyes of the crowd, he walked backwards and left the hall, which was about to become a ruin.

"Now, you brainless fools!" Amini laughed wildly and looked around, and the orc warriors it said were not only not angry, but also hahadaxiao together, happily tapping the shields and heavy spears in their hands, shaking their arms that were several times stronger than humans.

"Kalatpo has deserved the end, now it's time for the idiots down there!" Amini's voice was fanatical: "Kill all the fools!Let all the tribes see the invincible Liliang of Balito!Let all the tribes tremble in fear, this is the Balitu !!"

"Balito!!Balito!!Balito!!Balito!!Balito!.................."

Amini enjoyed the cheers of the orc warriors and reveled in them, which made him feel like he had an endless liliang all over his body, and he wanted to kill all the remnants of Kalatbo!

Fortunately, Zuihou controlled its body with a little reason, knowing that these orcs would be part of the Balitu tribe, and they could not do anything to ruin their reputation.

"Tari, Tari of Balitu, Venerable Amini. A hurried human slave dressed in a tattered burlap bag shouted from behind, "I have news from Lord Willis!"

"You fools, make way for my messenger!" Amini roared, letting the violent orcs get out of the way, and saw the yellow-skinned "messenger" kneeling on the ground, and then sat on the headless corpse of Bosa, looking down arrogantly: "Say, what did that old thing say?"

"Lord Willis has asked me to bring you new news. The messenger did not even dare to pause for a moment, and hurriedly replied in the "orc language" that he was not fluent in: "In the north of the Balitu tribe, the Stora tribe refuses to obey the great and supreme Ashina Khan............!

"And then what?" Amini's grim gaze fell on him, causing the Courier to feel like his heart had stopped, and he was already a corpse.

"And ......" He swallowed his saliva, secretly glanced up at Amini's expression, and quickly lowered his head: "The leader of the Stora tribe, Totosa, declares that he wants to unite all the tribes in the north of the Balitu tribe and seize ... Take...... Ashina Khan's ...... Sweat ...... Khan bit!"

"Arrogant—!!," Amini roared, raising his axe, the black axe, which turned into a black shadow and slammed into the ground with the swing of his right arm.

"Ahh!!h

"It seems that Liliang of Balitou still doesn't scare these fools. Amini pulled his axe from the corpse and pointed his point at the bloodthirsty men under his command: "What are we going to do?!"

"Balito!!Balito!!Balito!!Balito!!Balito!.................."

"Kill all the disobedient tribes, conquer all the usurpers, and spread the fear of death all over Shijie!!"

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Killing and destruction began--for Ashna, these were only the beginning of his hegemony, the path through which the Balitu Khanate was built, and for Amini, the young Tari, these were only steps to prove his ability, and he wanted to keep his present position and get greater privileges in order to live in Ashina's palace one day in the future.

For the orc tribes, death and raiding are commonplace, they will not stop fighting and slaughtering for a moment, violence is the common language of all orcs, the law of the jungle is the mark engraved in their bones by their ancestors - there is no cover-up, no hypocrisy, everything is the purest white, the most direct competition, the winner has everything, the loser loses everything.

Amini, who has tried and tested, destroys one tribe after another that refuses to bow his head, and then terrorizes the remaining orc tribes with fire and dry bones. Many tribes chose to submit because the orc warriors of their tribes were unwilling to fight against the orc khan and joined the Balitu tribe, and of course, there were also determined warriors, who, after comparing the results a little, chose to head north, leaving the land in search of a new homeland and escaping the Shili range of Ashina.

One after another, small tribes began to flee overnight, and a large number of human slaves also took the opportunity to gain freedom and rushed to their own escape path, they also knew that the homeland of human zuihou was in the north!

In the northern land, the impregnable castles are the support and support of Zuihou in their hearts.

As for those relatively powerful orc tribes, they have also begun to gradually join Ashina, of course, those who violate it still need Ashina to crusade one by one, but the general trend has been decided, and the rest is all a matter of time, and a new kingdom will be established on the ruins of the Holy Pander Empire.

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"What are you going to do? to alert the lord who is guarding the castle? ”

In a wasteland in the south of the empire, Grand Druid Elena stood behind Malcius, with a slight mockery on her face: "Standing on the sidelines like this is really not in line with your character. ”

"Then tell me, Your Excellency the Great Druid. Maltheus turned his head with a heavy face and pointed to the "tide of orcs" rolling in the distance: "What the hell can I do to help him resist such a terrible liliang?"

"The castle was strong and powerful, but it couldn't be defended. Perhaps these bloodthirsty beasts will be broken and suffer heavy casualties because of the strong walls and brave soldiers, but the result will not change!" Malcius couldn't bear to bow his head, and his tone was sad: "Their sacrifice, nothing can be changed!"

"Then Weishenme won't persuade them?" Elena asked softly, "Rather than letting these heroic warriors die in vain, it is better to retreat first and save Liliang to prepare for future wars." ”

"That is to defile their souls and their oaths, more shameless than the most shameless acts. Malcius refused: "Moreover, can I convince them with just my words? just as I did not convince the pride of the Noldor elves, it is equally impossible to convince these knights of their glory!"

"This is the greatest sorrow of those of us, the so-called 'watchmen,' dear Elena. Malthews sighed: "Even if we know something that will happen in the future, we can't stop it - no, we should say that what we see is only what we think is the future, and the future never really allows us to see it for what it really is!"

"And what are you going to do?" the Great Druid said in a loud voice, "Our liliang is weakening, and it is impossible to do it like it used to be, what can you do?"

"Just as Aragon saved the past, so the new Emperor will save our present -- or, witnessing the impending destruction, prophecy has always been a possibility. Maltheus said, "We still have Liliang of Zuihou, the Radiant Cross Excalibur is about to reappear in the world, and its light will once again lead everyone!"

"You must inform the Noldor elves to prepare them and send envoys. The old man looked at the northern horizon in the distance: "And those stubborn xenophobic dwarves, whether they want to or not, the Cobblestone Council will also be convened, and the Smoky Basin must integrate Liliang to deal with the coming moment!"

"In other words, you've always kept the sword, right?" Irina's eyes narrowed into a slit: "That sword has always been in your hand!"

"This is the order of the human emperor Aragonese Zuihou. Maltheus nodded and acknowledged, "I used my Zuihou Liliang to hide the Excalibur in my body and seal it - because of this, I have enough Liliang to continue to use the Transfiguration Technique I learned from the Lagrange family in the Silent Forest." ”

"What if Excalibur isn't there?"

"If Excalibur regains its subordination. Malcius's face was extremely calm: "Then the so-called guardians have no need to exist." ”

(Thanks to the sexy cat (what perspective is this?) and the reward of 2175s children's shoes, but the sexy cat shoes you seem to be really shady, oh, I still wonder if I can enter the VIP.)

zuihou, the collection has fallen again, and the emptiness is very sangky!)