Starting from World of Warcraft, the wind swept the world

The walls were lost, while the ogres were still arguing, while the orcs were constantly attacking.

The outermost city wall had already collapsed, and the orcs pushed all kinds of war weapons into the gap and built new positions.

"Put

!" "Fire!" The

orcs and ogres who entered the city engaged in fierce battles, and at this moment, in the streets, the huge ogres made it more difficult for the nimble orcs to advance than outside the city.

The dead corpse of each Gauria is so large that the orcs can only clean up the corpse before moving on.

This also led Gromash to issue an order to hold the position first and temporarily stop the advance.

Seeing that the orcs were ready to make their home in the Hanging Hammer Castle, Margauk no longer wanted to pay attention to these fools, and he gave the final order.

"Krago, and a few of you, follow me to the orc camp as my bodyguards. "Margauk found a few highly skilled warriors, each of whom was extraordinary.

One has been practicing in the lava pool for several years until the power of the flame begins to heed his call, making him not afraid of high temperatures and heat waves, and can bathe even in a hot oil pot; one is a master apprentice of the arcane master in the mage tower, with high mana, good at divination, and can read things even with his eyes closed through prophetic spells; the other is a frequent visitor to the arena, and it is said that he has the power protection body of the mountain, resulting in him having a copper skin and iron bone, and the skin is so hard that neither swords, guns nor spells can damage his body, even if he cuts his heart and digs his heart。

All three are from the high gate, with tigers, tabu sheep and wild boars as family coats of arms, and each of them can be said to be powerful, brave and good at fighting, and is a famous warrior.

PS: I walked around Delano, only tigers and sheep, and did not find the deer (sad)

While the orcs temporarily stopped attacking and instead set up positions in the streets to repair, Margauk and his entourage quietly left the city.

"How long until we get to their camp?" wiped the sweat from his forehead as one councillor struggled to walk through the soft dirt.

Fearing that the waste would try to make some big trouble after he left, Margauk immediately took these guys with the least use and the stupidest brains, and if Gromash really wanted to kill him, he could at least pull them down and take them with him.

"It's fast, after this mountain road, we just happened to detour to the camp of the orcs, and our messenger has already informed them that the Fuhrer will go to discuss peace.

"But not only did their attacks not stop, they became more ferocious." He muttered.

The orcs, who had been preparing to turn into defense, suddenly launched several more rounds of attacks, but fortunately their "shamans who turned into elements" had retreated.

"Fuhrer, ahead is Mogol, the stronghold of the orc front. An ogre who opened the way came over and whispered, "I've seen wolf cavalry patrolling there."

"Shut

up, if there really are orcs, then I think it's more likely to be an ambush."

The parliamentarians seem to have found a new topic to show people their masterful opinions, as if they would be considered powerless and low status if they did not offer their opinions.

Although they say all useless nonsense.

These loud noises left Malgauk's two heads expressionless.

He's used to it.

Get used to this noise.

"Raise the purple gold flag, and then we walk straight in.

Malgauk stopped their pointless quarrel and told them to do what he wanted.

When the people are here, they are still wondering if the orcs will ambush them, does it make sense

? Even if the danger can not be done?

On the outskirts of Mogaul, a patrol of more than ten people spotted them, and looking at this magnificent purple-gold banner, they did not show any surprise, but took it for granted.

Kalosh Black Wind with a few wolf cavalry reached out to stop them, and whispered, "Is the ogre Fuhrer right?" One

of the councilors was a little restless, this orc made him very uncomfortable, as if he was examining a captive!

Krago straightened up, holding a large stick with a skull in his hand, and looked obliquely at the man who spoke, "The Fuhrer is not in a hurry, what are you in a hurry?"

He knew what this idiot meant, he just thought he was a reckless fool who wanted him to start a conflict with the orcs, Krago didn't know what he thought, but the Fuhrer's plan didn't want this to happen.

There is a slang saying in the Hanging Mallet Fort, the councillor buys the opposite, and the gold and silver jewelry rolls in.

The legislators are so stupid that as long as you buy the players they like in the arena, you'll get rich sooner or later.

He didn't want to be soft on the orcs, but he had to prioritize the Fuhrer's orders first.

Unless the orcs go too far....

"I don't know how to lift. The councillor was a little displeased, but no one paid attention to him, and everyone was paying attention to the conversation between the Fuhrer and the orc.

Although many Gauria people feel diplomatically humiliated, Margauk still has the same face, and asks the entourage not to act rashly, they are here to negotiate peace, isn't it normal to be humiliated?

"Let's go, I'll take you to Hell Roaring Chief. Kalosh Black Wind did not embarrass him too much, and the rudeness just now was just a little "dismount" allowed by the king and chief.

When they saw Gromash, it was the real humiliation, and now it is where it is.

Knock knock.

Knock knock.

The ogre's heavy footsteps entered Mogol under the guidance of the orcs.

When Margauk saw the tents and buildings of the war song, he only felt that it was so thin and messy. In order to facilitate movement, many tents are actually makeshift huts and wooden shacks made of wood and leather, shallowly inserted into the ground.

It may be an exaggeration to say that it is a clan of orc slave fences, but in Malgauk's eyes, it is a large countryside at best.

"It would be more like if they threw down the axe again and picked up the hoe. Margauk thought with some malice in his heart, but his face did not change on the surface, and he walked step by step to the center of the orc's tent.

Along the way, he seemed to ignore the orcs in Mogaul, whether it was ridicule or curiosity, he did not exist.

Vigilance, killing intent.

These Margauk had seen a lot, and what he cared about was not what these ordinary orcs thought, it was Gromash's.

"Quite malice," Malgauk understood, after hundreds of years of old enemies.

And this generation of orcs is even more of an old enemy among old enemies for ogres.

He couldn't help but wonder if Gromash would really allow them to leave if the negotiations broke down, and

that these soldiers would not rush up and knock him down like the walls of the castle of the Hanging Hammer.

However, Malgauk's current mood is:

Doesn't the orc want him to be a subject, he is a chief, I am also a chief (chief of the Hanging Hammer clan), I will give as much as he wants!

With this mentality, Margauk reached out and pushed away the tent where Gromash was.