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"Playing tricks. Nairgo shook his head, "It's disgusting. If

Margauk lived in the Middle Ages, or if Delano had a habit of giving kings titles, he would have earned the title of "eight-clawed spider."

He had more than enough diplomacy and excellent eloquence, and in the end he was a basket of intrigues and tricks, but only the king lost in the military.

At this moment, a long time had passed since the discussion between them, and he had also looked at it for a long time with the Horizon Technique, and Margauk found him, but did not stop it, tacitly acknowledging that he could see everything.

After watching the ogre's performance, Nairgo was originally worried that the backbone of the ogre was too hard and difficult to control, but now it seems that the dignitaries of the Hanging Hammer Castle are weaker than he thought.

He thought that the Hanging Mallet Fort was a fierce tiger where Yu Wei was absent, but in fact, the Hanging Mallet Fort was a fool like a mountain spirit wild monster.

Margauk walked out of the tent, and in the eyes of the orc guards standing guard, the fat ogres opened Gromash's tent, and the loud laughter from inside made them hear clearly from far away.

Margauk took a deep breath.

He constantly told himself in his heart to take it easy and maintain the family's rule over the Hanging Hammer Castle above all else.

He kept his voice gentle, and he had the same smile as the orcs on his face, if it weren't for the fact that this was the camp of the orcs, the winner of this war in the eyes of others would actually be the castle of the hanging mallet.

He bowed his head respectfully and bowed a few steps from Gromash.

"We will leave the method of cultivating mages and the inheritance of the ogre empire to your warriors, Gromash Hell Roar.

Gromash's smile was even wider, the smile that only came after defeating a strong enemy and seeing the other party kneel a few steps in front of him, and he opened his eyes to admire the ugliness of the ogres.

In Nairgo's previous life, there was a world-famous conqueror Genghis Khan, who once said, "The happiest thing in life is to kill a man, take away all his property, eradicate it, make his relatives cry, and then kill his wife and daughter."

And Gromash, as a "nomadic khan", naturally has similar hobbies in some ways, such as killing people and watching enemies kneel.

"Fuhrer, why do you kneel?" Nairgo raised his head slightly, his smile could not be hidden, he did not expect that the ogre king could understand the time to this point, no wonder he was the king.

"Since I have seen my chief, the king of the country, it is natural to bow down. Margauk hung his head, he knew that he had no way back, he had lost his face for the control of the city.

But he didn't have a choice.

"What about the other conditions, to which you have agreed?" said Gromash solemnly, "But you cannot worship me or worship me as Lord without one."

"What the chief wanted, the Hanging Hammer Fort agreed to all.

Gromash nodded in satisfaction.

"Your kings are on their knees, what about you?"

Gromash's eyes swept over the stunned ogres who didn't seem to understand why the Fuhrer was so "aware of the times", and sneered: "If you see the chief, why don't you worship

?"You must know that in this world, bowing down is not the etiquette of a courtier to see a king, but a slave to see his master.

This time, the slow-reacting ogre is still thinking about whether he wants to kneel, and the quick reaction is already kneeling in the big tent with his butt.

Funny, really funny.

But the orcs led by Gromash were satisfied.

In the past, not only the ogres were talking about it, but also the orcs, and many orcs expressed their desire to continue to humiliate them when the ogres were away, and Nelgo agreed.

Just like the new Rome tamed the island country in North America, let all ogres recognize clearly, the ogre magnates led by Margauk are actually worthless in front of the orcs, they are not born noble, and there is no heavenly kingship, and the so-called Titan gave the ogres the right to rule the earth is even more a lie.

But now the situation does not seem to be good, Malgauk's kneeling, and the previous ugliness of the ogre dignitaries have achieved all the goals he wanted, and even surpassed it somewhat.

Originally, he just wanted the ogre to recognize who was the boss, let them see, his king was not worth mentioning in front of the orcs, and honestly working with Margauk as a pawn for the orcs was the best solution.

Instead of completely breaking the ogre's backbone, what if the Warsong Clan still keeps them to do it? Waste the land?

Just like the original timeline, the remaining ogres after the destruction of the Hanging Hammer Castle really did all 2b, just like this, let alone servants, when the dog Nelgo felt that it was an eyesore.

Now, if Nairgo is publicly humiliated in front of all the Gaurias according to the original plan, then the Hanging Gavel Fort may break out into civil war.

I am afraid that there are countless usurps, divisions, and uprisings.

Gromash's eyebrows raised, gently stretched out his hand, and said to Margauk: "Get up, you don't have to be like this in the future, you are a courtier, not a slave." "

For this matter, Gromash also has his own ideas, and he can't be too cruel to the ogre.

Now the problem is that the orcs can't kill them all, they can only ask them to submit, and they must also ensure that this submissive ogre has a certain combat power.

As for whether the Hanging Hammer Fort will rebel in the future

, he can only say that even the ogres in their heyday have been defeated, what kind of storm can they make now?

At least Gromash doesn't think that the clan will stop or even get weaker, and the orcs will only get stronger, so strong that the ogres dare not have two minds.

Margauk got up and smiled, both mouths open. It was a smile full of promise, usually only revealed when confronted by the relatives he intended to kill.

He bet right.

He knew that the orcs would definitely want to humiliate him, just as the former head of the state humiliated Gromash, and if he was Gromash, then publicly humiliating in front of all his clansmen was undoubtedly a good choice.

In front of his subjects, if he submits to the orcs like a dog, then his rule is in jeopardy.

And his kneeling now seems humiliating, but in fact it avoids the humiliation that may exist in front of all his subjects.

In this way, he can still maintain the majesty that he has in the hearts of the Gaurians.

But at this moment, the sound of a blade coming out of its sheath suddenly appeared in the big tent.

From the corner of his eye, Margauk clearly saw that the source of the voice was Krago.

He drew his blade and rushed towards Gromash's position, pushing the orcs in front of him to fall to the sky, and then stomped on them.

His stone-pillar-like arms were open, holding a blade in one hand and a large stick in the other.

At this moment, the guards present were shocked, and an orc threw a flying axe, and the blade broke through the air, slashing into his shoulder and still shaking.

Krago's blood spilled on the ground like he didn't want money, but he himself continued to rush forward.

At this time, Malgauk reached out in time to hold him with an arm, and the palm of his hand cut into his throat, pushing him back.

Krago fell heavily to the ground, so strong that the orc guards who heard movement outside the tent took a few steps backwards.

Malgauk kicked him in the stomach and watched his face twist in pain. "What a complete idiot!" he yelled.

What is the difference between this and the anti-thief, the things he took down and knelt in exchange for were all destroyed by him, a reckless man.

This is better than anti-thief!

Gromash stood up. All the orcs took up arms and aimed them at Margauk and the other ogres.

Margauk let go of the foot that was stepping on the stomach of the lawbreaker, stood up straight, and looked into the chief's eyes. He took a careful breath and was ready for battle. He was taller, but Hell roared faster.

Gromash's thick fingers clenched the blood roar, and his breathing became gradually heavy, "What else do you have to say." The

orcs who heard the news came towards Margauk fiercely and quickly, divided into left and right, raised their weapons and surrounded him.

"I'll give you a chance to say three words, and if you can't convince me, you'll die."

Gromash never thought he was so cold, and the ogre tried to assassinate him, but he graciously gave Margauk a chance to explain.

"This is not my order. Although the Fuhrer's expression was a little gloomy, he hurriedly explained, "The Hanging Mallet Fort has surrendered.

"You are the chief, you are the sovereign, how could I send someone to assassinate you?

Malgauk held out his palm and signaled that he did not have any weapons in his hands to ensure that the orcs dispelled their doubts.

Gromash chose to believe him, and as for the reckless ogre, he slowly spoke: "You take him down for treatment and lock him up." "

Anyway, if you dare to try to assassinate him in his home, this ogre is quite daring.

He turned his head to look at the messenger who had come to report, and said in a voice just enough for Malgauk to hear: "Pass my orders to the troops." The offensive ends here. Fort Hanging Hammer is now a servant of the Warsong Clan.

Gromash's voice grew louder, and the moment he said that the Hanging Hammer Fort was a servant of the Warsong Clan, the entire Orcs of Mogol heard the words.

The scattered and excited cheers took several minutes to stop. Hanging Hammer Castle, servant, under the threat of death, Malgauk was forced to accept the title.

The only consolation is that Gromash still addresses Margauk with the title of Fuhrer. He is still the ogre king.

The roar of hell sounded from beside him, interrupting Malgauk's musings. "I know you still have a lot of slaves in the city.

Margauk had to bow down and reply, "Yes."

"You're going to release all the orcs, it's part of the treaty. Gromash walked past him and sneered, "I'm sure you won't rebel, but I also want to remind you to take care of your ogres, if anyone tries to resist the rule of the Warsong clan, I will send wolf cavalry to get your blood." The

Fuhrer did not respond.

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The simple ceremony of surrender was soon completed outside the gates of the Hanging Mallet Fort.

Gromash, as the commander of the Orc Alliance, received a jeweled and precious crown from the terrified ogre in front of everyone, representing the fact that the city that has symbolized the core of Nagran for centuries officially welcomes his new owner today.

Unexpectedly, Gromash took the crown and looked at it for a while before casually handing it to the guard behind him, this gorgeous crown was not as good as the fur of a fierce beast in his eyes.

Can't prove the heroism of the master, can't symbolize the glory of the master, just a few bright beads, is this how the ogre was destroyed by power and greed?

Successfully conquered the castle of the hanging mallet and made this great city return to the orcs, Gromash had fantasized about this moment countless times, but just as he was about to enter the city gate, he suddenly found that he was actually not as happy as he thought.

Gromash didn't care what Margauk's expression was, and he didn't need to care about the mood of the vanquished.

He came to Nairgo's position, and looking at his adjutant, Gromash showed a sincere smile, "You changed the Warsong clan.

"That's always what I think. Nairgo's mouth had the same smile as Gromash's, "And when I die, I must ask my father, is he proud of me?"

Gromash did not shy away from the somewhat sensitive issue of death, "My father is still wandering with the ancestors who died in battle in the ancestral land." "

When he was very young, his father, Galmarsh, would often drink and laugh at banquets and say that he would enter the castle of the hammer and see for himself what the city behind the high walls was like.

When the time comes, he will manage the orcs in the Hanging Hammer Castle, Gromash will manage the orcs outside the Hanging Hammer Castle, and when he dies, Gromash will become the master of the whole Nagran.

Of course, he did not fulfill his dream, he died in a great hunt, and until now many of Nagran's people will follow him in the place where he died in battle.

But he is now done, with the help of Nairgo.

For a long time, Gromash felt that he must be stronger than his father, but whether in force or will, Gromash only dared to say that he was shouldering rather than surpassing.

But from today, he finally knows where he is the most stronger than his father.

He has a good adviser, a good adjutant.

"How about we go there and take a look, so that the ancestors can also know what kind of great things the Warsong Clan has achieved today."

Nairgo was also smiling a little wantonly at this time, not caring about his so-called image.

"Let the living, the dead, and all my compatriots know that this splendid river and mountain of Nagran will finally be in my hands!" Just

as Nairgo finished speaking, the gate of the Hanging Mallet Fort had slowly opened, and Gromash raised his head, his father's goal in his life was in front of him, and the city his father's dream city was already close at hand.

With a long roar, he rode the wolf and rushed into the Hanging Mallet Castle.

At this point, the long-standing dispute between the orcs and the ogres ended, and everything ended with the victory of the Warsong Clan, although there are still many remnants of ogres who have not yet been able to submit to the orcs in time, but this is only a matter of time.

Everyone thinks so.