Chapter 227

Barren wasteland, deep in the mountains, is a valley surrounded by clouds all the year round.

In a small city that can hold 3000 people.

"Patriarch Rabbi, Prince Anakin has no information yet..."

Marcy manhammer stood behind the dwarf king, looking very depressed.

Rabio manhammer, the king of the dwarfs, now gazed out of the window of his small thatched cottage at the dwarfs who were moving ore in the street, with a serious expression.

This is a city built by dwarves themselves.

The dense fog in the sky has covered the valley below for years. Even if the orc's bipedal dragon flies into the fog, as long as it doesn't descend to a certain distance, it can't be noticed that there are a group of dwarves living in the huge valley which is 10 kilometers long and wide.

But now, this city, which can avoid foreign enemies, is no longer a dwarf.

Rabio's brows drooped, his hands on the window, and his veins on the back of his hands were visible.

Outside the window, the most conspicuous street is not dwarves, but tall, ferocious orcs.

Now, orcs are the masters of the dwarves' Valley, and once these irascible creatures find that there are slow-moving dwarves, they will whip each other with a whip.

Slave, it's a name Rabbi feels extremely ashamed of.

But now dwarves are slaves of orcs!!

At the thought, rabio's eyes flashed with uncontrollable anger in his black feather coat.

They were the great brute hammers, with the royal blood of the dwarves, but now a group of dirty, lowly orcs enslaved them.

This is a shame engraved in the blood!

Orcs will bear the wrath of dwarves!!

"Anakin has master Warren here, and I'm sure they won't make a big deal. Did the other team contact the dwarves of the southern copper hammer tribe?" Rabbi turned his head and looked at Marcy with burning eyes.

"No one can easily trample on the dignity of dwarves! I want these orcs to taste the wrath of dwarves

Looking at rabbi'ao thorn's eyes, Marcy suddenly fell silent.

"Wang, the tongchui tribe has been relocated 200 years ago, and we still need time to find..."

upon hearing this answer, rabio couldn't help but look disappointed. Tongchui tribe is the nearest dwarf tribe, with a population of 50000.

Dwarves are combat races with full names. Each dwarf is a powerful heavy infantry with strong strength.

Moreover, the tongchui tribe has 3000 giant horn goat cavalry and 500 dwarf chariots, which are strong enough to launch a major war.

If the tongchui tribe knew what happened to the manhammer tribe, rabbi'ao believed that the other side would send a powerful army to show the world that the dwarves were inviolable.

The once most powerful kingdom of dwarves was destroyed by abyssal demons hundreds of thousands of years ago, and it was not until 100000 years ago that the dwarf kingdom was reconstituted in the savage rock mountains near the storm waters.

After hundreds of thousands of years of dispersion, the glory theme plane has been covered with the footprints of dwarves, and there are countless dwarves like manhammer tribe.

The dwarf kingdom of the Manshi mountains is too far away from them. It takes nearly half a year to reach the Kingdom even if it is sailing by boat. There is no way to ask for help.

So rabbi'o had to focus on the bronze hammer tribe next to them.

"The relocation of the manhammer tribe was so sudden that we even found that they had moved out one year after they moved to their residence"

Maxi explained, "but at that time, we didn't pay attention to it. After searching for a period of time, we gave up.

Now I want to find them again... "Before I finished, I shook my head with a bitter smile.

There is a stink in dwarf tribes, that is, although they are extremely united in the face of foreign enemies, the tribes of each surname have no respect for each other.

Compared with pulling each other, they prefer to dig underground and forge weapons.

That's why they found out about a year after the other party moved out of the station.

"Don't give up the search. The tongchui tribe is the only reinforcements at present. The other dwarves are too far away," Rabbi shook his head, and his eyes flashed in meditation.

"At the same time, if Anakin and master Warren cannot be contacted, send other dwarfs to find allies.

The search for dwarf tribes cannot be relaxed, nor can it give up contact with allies.

We need the support of external forces. "

"Yes, my king," Marcy hit his chest hard with his hand.

At this time, from the outside into a 2.2 blade high figure.

The huge lion head shows the identity of the man, the king of the orc tribe, the lion people.

The golden hair on the Sphinx is as powerful as a lion, and he is wearing half body armor full of dark patterns. You can see that it is made by dwarves.

Two dark blue eyes full of oppression, hands are not human hands, but the claws of beasts."King of dwarves, we need you to forge 5000 sets of armor and 5000 weapons next month...

the orc King's rongguangtong language is very dignified, and the tone is unquestionable.

Marcy looked at the orc king in front of him, and roared, "greedy Orc!! impossible!!

The dwarf tribe is not so powerful in forging. The 3000 sets of armor forged this month have been forged by the dwarf tribe with all the ore in stock!

2000 sets, up to 2000 sets!! And the weapon can only provide 1000! "

KAP lion shook his head sarcastically.

"Dwarfs, this is not to discuss with you, this is an order!"

Then he turned his head and looked at rabio, the dwarf king in his black feather coat, who was still a slave.

"Dwarf king, I hope you can recognize the fact that dwarves are my slaves now. If you want to get better treatment, try to cooperate."

After that, he gave Rabbi a meaningful look.

"Don't think about playing tricks under the eyes of the orcs, dwarf king. You are a wise man. I believe you will choose the right path."

After that, he waved his hand and turned away from the dark old thatched house.

There were only two dwarfs in the room who were extremely ugly.

Marcy saw the scene in vain silence.

Now dwarves, there is no room for resistance.

Rabio suddenly lifted his black feather coat and threw it on the ground. The linen clothes inside were tightly bound with dozens of forbidden magic chains.

Rabbi's eyes flashed a little cold with pale lips, but the dwarf king didn't say anything more.

The weak will howl and complain helplessly, and the dwarfs will repay their shame with blood.

after the orc King Kapp turned away from the house, he came out of another house with a figure as tall as Kapp. His temperament was cruel and cold, and at the same time, he was a bit of a killer.

His body was covered with mottled gray fur, and his body was covered with bruised and strong muscles, which were looming between walking, and a huge tail was swinging behind him.

Wild and primitive.

The wolf's head on his head is frightening. His long and narrow green eyes are full of killing intention, and his sharp fangs are ferocious.

This is the orc nobility, the powerful fighting race - the werewolves.

"King, why don't you kill this dwarf king?? His presence poses a great danger to us. "

Craig Houying's eyes are full of puzzles. The dwarf king is the backbone of all dwarves. If the dwarf king does not die, these dwarves will not be able to submit to the great orcs.

"No one can die, Craig Kapp turned his head and flashed some deep eyes in his eyes.

"The dwarfs are so obedient because their king is ordering them.

Dwarves are not human beings. They never fear death. They don't want to deal with dwarves in the same way as humans.

If anything happens to the dwarf king, I swear to the great God of hunting that the dwarves will fight against everything!

In the end, we have to suffer huge losses and the dwarves will be destroyed. "

As king of the orc tribe, Kapp saw it clearly.

The stubbornness of dwarves can not be dealt with by oppressive means. They can only control their king and let the dwarf King give orders.

Death? These guys who want to bury themselves in the earth while they're still alive don't care if their brains are full of stones.

Craig nodded and did not refute. Kapp, the owner of the lion tribe, never let him down in wisdom.

"Craig, forge weapons and armor as soon as possible. We need to go out and plunder more food in the winter moon."

Kapp's voice was solemn and his expression was very solemn.

"Our food can't support us through this winter."

Craig, with some anger in his eyes, growled, "those damned human merchants have raised the price of food again!!

Now we can exchange a whole cowhide for a bag of wheat!!

These greedy, dirty human merchants, one day, I will cut off their heads with a knife

Kapp's expression was a little ugly after hearing this. The barren wasteland was so poor that the food produced was extremely limited. A large number of orcs would starve to death every winter.

This is exacerbated by the fact that humans have been banning the sale of grain to orcs.

So in order to support more people, the lion tribe has been secretly buying food from human smugglers.

But those greedy human merchants have reached the point of madness. They even exchange a whole piece of Warcraft fur for a bag of wheat worth several silver pucks.

He knew that in the human world, a piece of Warcraft fur can at least exchange dozens of bags of wheat.However, the border will be blocked by humans after the cold winter moon. If there is no army sent by Orc kings, they will not be able to break through the blockade of human forces, even if they can be called big tribes.

So to get more food, he had to exchange the fur or other materials from the lion tribe's hunting from human merchants who were not afraid of death.

It's useless to put these things in their hands. It's better to exchange some food.

"The secret storehouse we found yesterday for the dwarf tribe to store food has been counted. How much grain has been stored in it?"

Suddenly something came to mind. Kapp asked with several stages.

"King, the food of the dwarf tribe can only consume 3000 people for a month," Marcy shook his head and completely interrupted Kapp's fantasy.

The lion tribe has 15000 people, and that's what they consume in a few days.

Orcs, like dwarves, are all soldiers, so they can easily pull out tens of thousands of troops.

"How much food do we have in stock now?"

"After plundering the dwarves, they can eat for two months"

two months??

Kapp took a deep breath, only to feel a big stone head pressing on his heart.

It's August. It's time to store food. But this year, I don't know why, there are so many fewer herds on the barren wasteland, and their hunting teams often fail.

Without hunting for meat, and without fur to trade with human merchants, they used to store food for three or even four months at this time of year, but this year they harvested and chatted.

Now they can store food for two months, which is the situation after they plundered the dwarfs and got a lot of food supplements.

The scarcity of food this year has made him feel a great crisis.

The winter moon was just around his eyes, and he didn't want to see his people buried for lack of food.

"Increase hunting, send more people, we need food..." the orc King's tone is very low.

As a strong fighter of level 18, Kapu is unable to meet his people's basic food needs, which is very painful in his heart.

"I don't want to see the old people and the wounded soldiers walk into the wilderness again this winter...

in the cold winter month, in the ice and snow, what other reasons can there be besides death??

Craig's huge wolf head turned slightly to look at the clouds above the valley, his eyes a little dim.

No one wants their people to die for lack of food, but that's the rule of barren wilderness.

There is always a small amount of food. If you want to survive, you can only fight for it. If you can't, you can only leave the last food to the most powerful soldiers of the tribe.

Because they are the guarantee of the continuity of the whole tribe.

Cruel and helpless.

But this is the survival of the race, there is no reason for it.

This is also the reason why orcs will plunder human beings in the cold winter moon. This is to fight for the right to survive. It doesn't matter whether it is right or wrong, good or evil, but just to survive. That's all.

"In addition, try to contact some human merchants who can buy food. If you have to, you can sell some weapons forged by dwarves for food..."

Kapu's tone is very heavy. The orc tribe is not only short of food, but also lack of everything, such as weapons, armor, salt, iron, etc.

The orcs, who did not know how to cultivate or develop industry, had always lived a primitive and ancient life.

Craig opened his mouth to say something, but looked at the pain in Karp's eyes and closed it.

The weapons forged by dwarves are just as important to the lion tribe today, because only one-third of the tribe's troops wear armor and carry iron weapons.

Most of the rest are covered in crude leather armour sewn from rhinoceros skin, and the weapons on hand are made of wooden sticks and leg bones of Warcraft.

Primitive and backward.

In the barren wilderness, force is the only criterion for survival.

But the lack of food is like a demon in the shadow, which can devour them at any time.

Every decision is extremely difficult.

"Yes, Wang"

"go down and take care of the dwarf king. As long as the dwarves do not go wrong, the dwarf tribe will not be disordered"

"as you wish"

Kapp's hands are just clenched with fists, his sharp sharp claws twinkle, and his hands are scarred.

Blood splashes.

The powerful momentum of the Lion Man king made the orcs and dwarfs passing by panic.

Deep eyes at the top of the smoky Valley, the eyes have as a tribal king, for the continuation of the tribal responsibility.

"No one can stop the lion tribe from surviving, no!"