Red dragon: in charge of natural disasters

"What's mine, what's mine, it's all mine -"

An orc was humming a tune and marching happily southward with brisk steps.

In appearance, this orc is not much different from its kind, except that it is slightly taller and stronger.

He was slovenly and ugly, covered in ragged animal skins, carrying a big stick made from the leg bone of an unknown beast, and exuding a fishy smell.

The only thing that stood out were the two long and thick fangs in its mouth. The teeth were yellow and stained with blood, and the tips of the teeth almost touched its nose.

These orcs that grow out of the ground have no names. They often use words casually when they see them. And because of these two fangs, this orc is also called "Big Ya" by the tribesmen.

It was very proud of this. In order to prevent its name from being taken away, it also beat up several nearby orcs who also called themselves "Big Ya", broke their fangs, and beat those orcs "full of" Find teeth on the ground.”

After this battle, the name "Strong Big Tooth" was also known, and many orcs came to seek refuge with him. As time went by, he gradually became an orc leader with hundreds of brothers.

The life of these green-skinned orcs is very simple - they are either fighting or on their way to a fight. The reasons for fighting are varied, including plundering resources and seizing nests.

Even just looking at each other and seeing that the other person is unhappy is enough reason to start a life and death struggle.

The orcs obtained everything by robbing and plundering. The strong ones robbed the weak ones, and those with more people robbed those with fewer people. If you really can't rob, you can choose to join the robbers and become the other party's younger brother.

In the process of rapid reproduction, the green-skinned orcs formed their own society. Of course, its structure was extremely simple - it was basically composed of countless small groups that made a living by robbing each other, robbing each other layer by layer.

What about the weak orcs at the bottom? They are either physically eliminated from orc society and reduced to food, or they rob other races.

In Daya's short career of more than a year, it has carried out hundreds of robberies, but has also been robbed seven or eight times by stronger people. In its view, all of this is as it should be.

And the same is true for this coming war.

They will beat up those weak but wealthy southerners, steal everything from them, and become the masters of the mainland.

"Everything I see belongs to me!" The big teeth hummed their original songs softly and continued to follow the large army, feeling particularly happy.

"Boss, after I finish robbing Evandeldan, I'm going to use wood to make a stick!"

"It's really worthless. Those humans and dwarves are very rich. If we rob them, I will make a big stick out of iron!" Daya was particularly contemptuous of this short-sighted subordinate.

And Big Ya's mentality also reflects the attitude of most orcs towards war - extremely fanatical, but ignorant, with only the concept of "this is good when you think about it!".

At the beginning, their "big boss" Solo promoted it with historical heritage and racial honor, but the green-skinned orcs couldn't even understand these things and just scratched their heads in confusion.

Until the end, Solo was so angry that he raised the spear in his hand and roared: "We want to fight! We want to take away everything in those cities in the south!"

An orc below asked: "Are they rich?"

Thoro replied: "My fellow tribesmen, let me tell you: one human is richer than a hundred orcs, and one elf is more valuable than a thousand orcs!"

"What about the dragon?"

another orc asked.

Hearing this question, Zoroman smiled: "The giant dragon is the greediest, most powerful, and the richest creature. The wealth owned by a giant dragon is enough to be worth hundreds of thousands or even millions. Orcs!

Their scales can be forged into the toughest armor, their bones into the toughest clubs, their"

"Waaaagh!"

"Grab them all!"

"I want to grab a dragon!"

Suddenly, the green-skinned orcs began to boil, and an astonishing war cry erupted from the tidal wave of orcs. Their enthusiasm soared into the sky, making the earth tremble and tremble.

At that time, Big Ya was also in the crowd, raising his arms and shouting like any war-crazy orc, looking forward to a bright future and dreaming of plating his fangs with a layer of gold in the future.

In this way, no one can break its teeth and take away its name.

Suddenly, a huge commotion broke out in front of the orc group.

"Look!"

"That's Avendeldan! It is indeed the former capital of the dwarves!"

"Waaagh! That city looks worth grabbing!"

"Get out of the way! Let me pass!" Hearing such a voice, Daya quickly pushed away the orc in front of him and squeezed to the front.

"This, this is..." Big Ya raised his head, looked into the distance, and suddenly opened his mouth wide. The huge fangs were exposed, emitting waves of stench.

I saw a majestic fortress standing on a high mountain in the distance. It was made of steel and rocks and built according to the mountain. And above the fortress, countless flying dragons were flapping their wings messily, like dark clouds. .

"Then, how much steel will there be in such a fortress! How many big sticks can I make!" Looking at the scene in the distance, Daya sighed sincerely.

The orc felt his heart pounding, as if a warm current was surging in his blood vessels. The blood and cells in his body were awakened, and they were all roaring crazily - war! We need war!

The air is filled with light green orc spores. These spores collide with each other and produce some kind of wonderful chemical reaction, making them more violent and fearless of death.

"Come on!"

"Snatch 'em all! waaagh!"

In an instant, all the orcs seemed to be going crazy. They waved the spears, bone clubs and stone axes in their hands and surged towards the fortress in the distance.

Their footsteps were like war drums, beating on the ground chaotically, and even the Black Stone Mountain in the distance was trembling slightly and wailing.

The orcs scrambled for the first place, but Big Ya squeezed away a group of thin fellows, laughed wildly, and rushed to the front of the orc army: "Fat sheep, I'm coming! Waaaagh!"

In Big Tooth's eyes, the war scene would be one-sided, just like the battles it had fought before, with the orcs swarming up and tearing the trembling enemies apart.

"Come on!"

"Capture that fortress!"

At this moment, a loud "Boom!" was heard, broken earth and rocks, orc blood and stumps flew high, and a large crater appeared on the ground in the distance.

-That's a landmine.

In order to cope with the orcs' tsunami-like offensive, the empire's army set up a minefield dozens of kilometers long and two kilometers wide here, presenting an unforgettable "gift" to the orcs.

However, the orcs knew nothing about this, and did not know the cause of death of those of their own race, so they still rushed forward, cursing indiscriminately.

"What's that?"

"Why are they dead?"

"Kara's head is flying! I want to use it as a decoration, it is my best friend!"

"You fart, I am Kara's best friend! That head is mine!"

In such a bloody scene, several orcs actually started fighting over their companions' heads, which was quite darkly humorous.

"boom!"

In the midst of this chaos, another huge explosion sounded. The orcs who stepped on the mines were burned to death, and the scattered shrapnel instantly killed dozens of orcs.

Immediately afterwards, explosions sounded like dense drums, one after another in the sea of ​​orcs, forming a bloody long line composed of sand, shrapnel and orc remains.

Their density is simply too high! Even the Imperial Engineers did not expect that the mines they deployed could have such a terrifying killing effect.

But under the catalysis of spores, the orcs turned a blind eye to the death of their companions, and the blood containing orc spores in the air made them even more crazy and excited.

"Waaagh!"

"Rush over!"

Like moths flying toward the flames, they rushed toward the minefield one after another without hesitation. Then, with the crisp "click" of the triggering device, the exploded mines ruthlessly blew up into the sky.

Soon, the ground was filled with broken and charred corpses, while the orcs behind them stepped on the corpses of their own people and continued to charge. In just a few minutes, thousands of orcs were killed in the explosion.

But Big Ya did not rush over. Instead, he followed the front row of the team and waited until the orcs in front triggered the mines before continuing to move forward.

His little orc brother Hawk was eager to rush to the front, but was stopped by Big Ya.

Hawke turned his head, his face full of anxiety, and asked puzzledly: "Boss, why don't we rush?"

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"Idiot!"

Daya slapped the opponent on the head and cursed angrily: "I have to let those short-lived ghosts go up to die first, and we rush after them! Only in this way can we grab things!"

"Ouch!"

Hawke was in pain, covering his head, nodded in understanding, and muttered in a low voice: "If the boss hadn't stopped me."

In Hawke's envious eyes, another group of orcs roared and rushed to the front, but they triggered the mine again and were blown up into the sky.

Daya kicked the blackened head that rolled down nearby, and said angrily: "If I hadn't stopped you, this would have been your head! Let's go!"

As a green-skinned orc, Big Tooth is not afraid of death, but he doesn't want to die inexplicably like those short-lived ghosts - he still wants to rob the fortress!

It is the belief in killing and robbing that supports Big Tooth, giving him extraordinary wisdom among green-skinned orcs.

"boom!"

"Boom! Boom!"

There was another explosion, and those bombs were like stones thrown into the sea, splashing countless blood splashes, but they were nothing compared to the huge number of orcs.

In this way, with the continuous explosions, the orcs advanced step by step at the cost of the lives of tens of thousands of their own kind.

During this process, Daya was quite a thief, leading his younger brothers to follow the front group of scapegoats, and only suffered minor injuries.

"We will be able to come in soon"

Big Ya licked his fangs with greedy eyes. He stared at the fortress in the distance, as if he had already seen the scene of him killing everyone after breaking in.

"Buzz——"

Suddenly, bursts of piercing screams tore through the air, resounding across the ground like thunder, making the orcs even more noisy.

"What's that sound?"

"I thought it was more like the cry of an eagle on the grassland, but the cry of an eagle is not that noisy."

"No matter what, we have to continue the charge! Grab all of Evandeldan, Waaagh!"

Unlike his fellow tribesmen who were immersed in the charge, Daya raised his head cautiously, only to see a scene he would never forget in his life -

Rows of huge black and red strange birds appeared in the sky. Countless black "bird eggs" fell out of the abdomens of these strange birds, falling from high in the sky like rain.

"Those strange birds have laid eggs!" an orc shouted, pointing to the sky.

"boom!"

In an instant, those "bird eggs" exploded like fireworks, and the raging flames produced by the explosion instantly engulfed the surrounding orcs, quickly igniting everything on the ground - whether it was weeds, rocks or trees.

The spores in the orcs' bodies do not protect them from fire, but make them better fuel.

"Ahhhh——"

The crackling sounds of flames burning and air bursting echoed across the wasteland. The tens of thousands of orcs at the forefront were wailing and struggling in the sea of ​​​​fire, and were instantly turned into charred remains.

The fire burned across the wilderness, the pungent smell of gasoline filled the air, and the violent tongues of fire raged across the wasteland, devouring the cheap lives of the green-skinned orcs.

This is the napalm the Ember Empire carefully prepared for the orcs. It’s no wonder that players are given the title of “BBQ Master”—because this is a real barbecue, but the orcs become the “ingredients”.

Seeing such a scene and feeling the hot air rushing towards his face, blackening his skin, Big Ya couldn't help but yell: "Let's retreat! Don't get close to those eggs!"

However, the next moment, Hawke not far away from him started to burn all over and let out a miserable wail. It turned out that it had just been stained with those gelatinous flammable substances in the process of escaping!

"Boss, save me! I'm about to be burned to death! I don't want to die here, I'm going to rob Ivan Deldan!"

Hawke stretched out his hand and stumbled towards Big Ya. Its body was burning, and even its skin crackled and exploded.

Da Ya had a sullen face, glanced at the sticky substances on the other party's body, and cursed angrily: "Get out! I don't have useless subordinates like you!"

"Boss, don't abandon me." Hawke still wanted to make a final struggle.

"Bang!"

Big Ya showed no mercy and kicked Hawke into the sea of ​​​​fire behind him, cursing and saying: "You are just a piece of trash, and you still want to implicate me."

It patted its almost burning legs, avoided the sea of ​​​​fire, ignored a group of its kin who were struggling in the sea of ​​​​fire and called for help, and ran towards the open space behind it.

But at this moment, the group of strange birds actually circled in the air, turned around, and bombed again from behind. Countless bombs fell to the ground like rain and exploded suddenly.

"boom!"

"Boom! Boom!"

Flames swept across the earth, thick smoke covered the sky, and the flames spread quickly, surrounding them front and back, forming a huge encirclement, trapping tens of thousands of green-skinned orcs in this terrifying sea of ​​fire.

"Whoosh——"

Another napalm bomb fell from a high altitude and exploded in the air.

Big Ya raised its head angrily, its turbid pupils reflected extremely brilliant and dazzling firelight, and it cursed a curse word without any instruction: "Fuck"

"boom!"

In an instant, the orc leader was also engulfed in the flames generated by the explosion. His body was instantly burned to charcoal and even melted on the spot. The billowing air waves continued to surge hundreds of meters away.

In this way, in his previous life, he led millions of orcs to cause trouble in the northern part of the Fianso continent and massacred cities several times. The leader of the green-skinned orcs, Big Ya, who was angrily called the "Teeth of Disaster" and "Enemy of Civilization", was buried in this way. In this bombing, not even the names were known.