Orc Tyrant

Momac took a deep breath, the jagged mountains in front of him swept through the freezing wind, and a drop of white crystal fell on his face, bringing a strange coldness.

He raised his head and looked at the lead-gray clouds to and fro like one had no choice but to move, and his eyes became more and more curious.

It was a kind of weather he had never seen before. For most Oaks, extreme heat was the normal state that they could feel on their skin when they were still in the mud, and coldness was an unfamiliar touch.

It is the first time for most Oukes to experience winter. Although many boys feel a little uncomfortable, for them who have no concept of being sick, they are just more reasons to lose their temper.

In any case, when the white snow paints everything white, Oak’s actions will inevitably be affected. It is already quite difficult to climb higher mountains. Blizzard and wind will only add more to this difficulty. Trouble, but this is what the warlords and kings have to worry about. Momac now just wants to make his own stockade.

He turned around and walked towards the place where the noise was made.

The original human house has been demolished to pieces, and a section of logs has been randomly piled up to resemble a tent. It can only be said that it will not collapse, and there is not much to expect.

The fragile fence was replaced by piles of stones. The farts were busy moving back and forth between the mine and the camp, carrying out many stones, some of which were strangely pale yellow. Momac didn’t recognize this kind of stone. , He doesn't care what it is.

But those white stones, Momac, let the **** collect them, because he had heard that this kind of stone could extract a kind of metal called "silver", and their great dynasty overlord and conqueror liked this metal very much. These can be used to replace the heavy tooth tax. This is also the reason why Momac wanted to hide from Silent Hill. The guys with white horns didn't seem to have the slightest concept of time, and they always collected taxes.

This mine will soon become a place for cultivating mushrooms. It takes a lot of mushrooms to domesticate Sigug, and the shady cave is a natural plantation. At this point, he has to thank the dead shrimps, which saved him a lot , Of course, they have probably all turned into jumping dung now, which is a good home for Xiami.

The scale of the camp has expanded several times, thinking of a messy disc full of debris, all kinds of jumping and skigging are running around, the animal pen is still being built, these things can only be stocked for the time being.

A group of boys who returned from hunting roared and said silly jokes. They carried many wild beasts on their shoulders. They had long hair, claws, horns, hoofed, and some were bigger than the boys. , But now it has to become the delicacy on their grill.

After passing through a wall, Momac patrolled around. The boys were fighting and working as usual, but they didn't seem to see the familiar guy in the newly established workshop.

Momac's staring eyes saw a thin figure emerging from the mine, behind which dragged a huge basket full of useless stones and caught insects.

"Hey, click!"

Momac snarled at his personal servant and cook.

The **** flinched, then looked at his master with wide eyes.

"Yes, boss?"

Kain hurriedly replied:

"What can the little one do for you?"

"Where are the mechanics? They should have collected scrap iron and wood!"

"The little one goes to them right away, boss!"

Feeling the scorching anger of Momac's flames, Kazuo quickly replied. He pushed the basket aside, and then rushed back to the mine with his head in his arms.

Momac strode to the top of an ore pile and looked around. He didn't want to be idle here. Yesterday the boys found a human stockade not too far away. It looked quite big and it would become Mo Mark's new goal, his goal is no longer to occupy, but to plunder, to make some preparations in advance for the foreseeable snow-covered mountains.

"Boys! Let's go find a new fun!"

As soon as there was a fight, the originally lazy greenskins all rushed to the front of Momac with a chorus, and made a frantic scream.

"We go!"

With a big wave, the noisy team immediately rushed to the newly discovered shrimp camp. Momac seemed to hear a familiar sound along the way, but the howling wind covered more details, a blizzard. It was about to come, and Momac had to find the place before he came.

It originally took half a day to travel, but it took less than one-third of the time under the eager legs. The ice crystals fell on the green skin and quickly evaporated by the heat. Every kid on the way was braving on top of his head. White smoke.

But just when Momac's war gang was very close to the human camp, an explosion suddenly shook the entire mountain, and a ball of flames skyrocketed, engulfing the white snow that was flying in the sky.

Momac thought that it was just an accident at first, but soon there were three explosions in succession, each with traces of smoke left by the rocket ejection.

"This is weird..."

"What's that, boss?"

The question was about the long neck of the neuroboy. When he walked, his bare feet stepped on the white snow that flooded his ankles, making a clicking sound.

"Look at that!"

Momac said with a machete pointing at the explosion.

"Those are rockets, who is using rockets to beat shrimps?"

"Xia Mi himself?"

"Xia Mi's rockets don't smoke, and they won't spin like that when they fly!"

As he said, Momac gave a heavy blow to the long neck to punish him for his stupid words.

"Those are our rockets!"

As if to demonstrate Momac’s suspicion, a group of Okes roared from a ridge not far away and fired in all directions with guns. They were dressed in yellow and black armor and jackets. One of them was on the flagpole behind the boss. Also decorated with smirking crescents.

"That's not our boy!"

Momac struck the back of the long neck with his big gun again, and made a loud noise. The nerve boy's eyes were immediately tilted in different directions, and the soles of his feet began to stagger.

"Of course they are not, you **** your brains! Go over there and give them twice. These guys have to wait for me to grab them before they can grab them!!"

Momac quickly gathered the boys around him. When the war gang roared and rushed into the collapsed and burning gate of mankind, this place had evolved into a battlefield of blades and bullets, thick smoke billowing everywhere, and he Roaring commands while running.

"Stop them! Give me that direction! Get them out! Waaagh!!!"

Suddenly, Momac saw a group of red and black fuzzy things popping up from the ruins of the collapsed wooden house. The thing hit one of his boys and opened a big hole in his chest.

Passing in front of Momac, the upper part of the boy's body splashed on a rock and twitched. Then he heard a creaking sound similar to armor rubbing, and a huge Ok was stepping into the battlefield, dropping the bullet of the rotary machine gun in all directions.

The leader from the competitor wore overweight armor, and the whole was painted dazzling yellow-black and decorated with the kingdom's white skull emblem.

Compared with Momac's filthy and primitive bone armor, the armor of this newcomer is like a treasure chest, decorated with large colored entities and dozens of teeth.

"It's so stinky!"

Momac grumbled and aimed his gun at the newcomer, as did the other party.

A group of humans who suddenly ran by disrupted the upcoming duel. Momac and the leader pulled the trigger at the same time, and the stormy bullets instantly tore through the dozen or so men and women who tried to escape.

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