Orc Tyrant

"Agug is dead?"

The boss of the blood skull, "One-Eyed" Naz, had a dumb face, the only eye that stared wide, as if he was listening to some unintelligible story of the nerve boy.

"Really dead?"

"Yeah, boss, my head is still hanging on the wall now!"

Sit back to his seat, Naz's chest had an unknown fire, and he took a few sips of wine, but it became more and more prosperous.

"No! I have to give that freak some color!"

He smashed the bone bowl to the ground and smashed his foot. Naz's angry roar echoed in the fortress, scaring many assholes, and the boys realized that they might start a fight.

"Fuck him!"

"We go and grab the nest of red eyes!"

The bosses also clamored. Even though he was a winner from nothing, Oak's nature was that he would never regret if the knife fell on his head. They didn't think those guys were any good, and they should be better than them.

Blind self-confidence is part of Oak, but not all.

"To shut up!"

Naz hit the half-height hammer to the ground, and all the bosses closed their mouths very consciously.

"Where is the biting edge?"

He is not stupid enough to really face a big tribe alone, but how can he unite with another guy, then he is really willing to give it a try.

But the boy's answer made him feel as uncomfortable as having eaten Skug's dung.

"I don't know, boss, when I went there, the guys there said that their boss took a lot of boys and didn't know why they went there, and they haven't come back yet."

"What is he doing."

Naz yelled in dissatisfaction, but everyone noticed that his hand holding the hammer had been released. What does this mean?

It was still noisy outside, but Guk stood in the fort in a daze. The shiny silver armor on his body was now contaminated with blood and turned into a light red. Ouke's blood will take on this strange hue when it dries.

"That's it?"

He stared at the big rust-yellow metal pipe in front of him, a little not convinced that it was this thing that killed so many strong boys. Those are the cruel characters who can twist the metal with bare hands, and the result is like being cut down. Like grass.

"Yes, boss, this is it! Throw that thing away."

Truf picked up an iron ball with one hand and sent it to Guk.

"bullet."

Guk immediately remembered the gun in Diego's hand, which also shot such a round metal ball. If it was so big, then the power might indeed achieve terrible effects.

"The gunpowder."

Gu Ke wouldn't ignore such a crucial thing. As soon as he spoke, he led a few black farts and carried a wooden barrel over.

Guk lifted the lid, and what he saw was black granular material, like discolored gravel. He grabbed a handful and put it under his nose and sniffed it. It was indeed this familiar smell.

"how many."

"Back to the boss, I searched it all over, and there were only eight barrels, and only half of one barrel!"

"Keep it well, I'll cut you off for a little bit less!"

"Yes!"

Turning his gaze back to the big boom, Gu Ke circled it around, but didn't understand how to use it. How did a bare tube throw the iron ball out?

Thinking of this, he couldn’t help but beat Grak. The **** almost killed all the gasping in the fortress. He didn’t even leave a smasher. Guke couldn’t find a kid who could handle it. .

"That idiot!"

Swearing, Guk asked the White Helmet Guards to collect all the cannons, and did not allow any kid to approach without his own orders. After all, he knew the most about the nature of the mechanics, and there was nothing they were afraid to do. If you don't keep your eyes on it, you will probably only see a pile of scrap iron before long.

After the war was won, Guk didn’t know if he had more or fewer boys, but many familiar faces from the past disappeared after the war. From the lookout, many boys are carrying piles of piles. The corpse, at this time, there is no difference between white hands and red eyes. Everyone is lying quietly on the ground, dyeing everything green. Their equipment will be recycled, and their bodies will be left to rot in the wilderness.

Diego once said that humans would bury the dead and use special ceremonies to commemorate them. Guk didn't understand—the dead would have no meaning. Life and death are not so critical issues in Ouke.

Throwing these strange thoughts out of his mind, Guk turned and left this place and walked to the red-eye tribe's banquet hall, where there were already many bosses waiting.

"Boss Guk is here!"

The huge voice of the crooked mouth attracted all Oak's eyes to the past.

Their new boss, "King" Guk, is walking to the former seat of Agug. This nickname was taken by Guk himself, symbolizing absolute rule and the ultimate goal set by Diego for him.

Guk looked carefully at the seat made of white bones. This was the same as he had seen, not the bones of some giant beasts, but a pile of many unknown white bones that looked slender. He picked up one The skull is very light and round, and its size seems a bit similar to the humans he has seen...

But it is not Oak's nature to be entangled in details. He threw the skull back into the bone pile and did it on the bottom.

"From now on! I'll just call it the boss!"

"Yes, boss!"

Without the complicated rituals of allegiance to human society, everything that should be done can be done with fist Ok.

"you!"

Guk noticed that guy, wearing human clothes, that poor army coat was so tight that it seemed to fall apart at any time, and he was wearing a funny hat on his head, which was also human.

"What is it called."

"Beruf, sir."

He replied with a sullen voice, that guy was not very interested, he was one of the most hard-working bosses before, and Aluba was almost beaten by him, and at the same time, he was the last to give up resistance. When everything was over, he had only a few hundred of his thousands of boys left, and less than one-tenth.

"Why do you want to learn from humans."

Guk doesn’t care what he’s done before. He is more curious. After all, as far as he knows, most of the boys have a bad attitude towards humans, or all Ouke’s attitudes towards creatures that look weaker than them. It's all like that.

"They are better, better than they seem."

Beruf rubbed his nose and said a word that made everyone around Ouke laugh.

"What's so amazing about dried shrimps!"

"Beruf, I thought about you drunk too much."

"I can beat a hundred dried shrimps."

But Guke didn't smile. He glanced at the guys, causing them to close their mouths before they spoke.

"What a powerful method."

"Discipline, training."

"I thought you were going to talk about it."

"That's artillery, sir."

Beruf deliberately corrected Guk's mistake.

"We can also have artillery, but we don't have these two things. I can't steal them. I don't like wars."

After listening, Guk stared at him meaningfully for a long time, then turned his head and said to Crooked Mouth.

"Later, get him a flag."

Beruf was a little at a loss. He didn't know what it meant. Guke glanced at Grak beside him and found that his expression was very unhappy, but this couldn't change his decision.

"You hire the kid by yourself, I can give you three thousand kid's equipment, and you can get the others by yourself. The name is...gunfire group."

He didn't realize that he was promoted by the new boss until Guk said so.

"it is good."

The answer was still that muffled, this attitude made Glak look at him more and more unpleasant, and the "Red Devils" had already begun to figure out how to teach this guy a lesson.

Guk vaguely noticed Glak's growing anger, but he couldn't care about it, and he didn't bother to care about it, because he had more and more important things to solve.

"I guess you know what my tribe looks like."

No boss dared to take the conversation. Although he felt a little unhappy, the boss decided that they could not resist, only accept.

"Follow that rule from now on."

"Sir!"

Beruf stood up again.

"I think it's great!"

His statement made Guk very satisfied. He looked around and found that there were no opponents, and then he threw out another thing, or a reward.

"You go back and tell your kid, who would use a big boom, I award him five...no! I award him a hundred teeth!"

A hundred teeth, this is too much, even more than many Ouke's imagination.

"No matter how many, I have done what I said, do you hear me clearly!"

"understand!"

Guk took out a roll of oiled paper from his waist and carefully unfolded it. After searching for a while, his gaze stayed on the spot where the blood-colored skull was marked.

"Blood Skull Tribe, how far is it from here."

"Go faster, you will be there in five days."

Kanna, the cavalry leader of the Red-Eyed Tribe, answered Guk's words. This guy was the first to surrender. He didn't like to wear armor much like Green Tooth, and even had many quirks similar to it.

"What's their boss's name."

"One-eyed Naz."

A guy who didn't sound very good, Gu Ke thought so, and stood up.

The biggest obstacle has been swept away, nothing can stop Guk’s ambitions, the fire has been ignited, and he does not intend to extinguish it. Other lives may be exhausted from fighting, but Oke will not. As long as there are fights, the boys will maintain their vigor for a long time. The only thing to estimate is probably the number.

But Guke is confident. He believes that even if the battle damage is high before, the two tribes combined will be more than one tribe, and the blood skull is at least weaker than the red eye, so there is no reason to stop.

"Five days later! Let's go find that one-eyed Naz and have a good'talk'!"

"Hohoho!"

Hearing there was a fight, all the bosses screamed in excitement, and even the unknowing boys outside also screamed. The terrified **** spirits hurriedly found a place to hide.