I became the ancestor of the blood clan

"The secret warehouse used by the dwarf tribe to store food that we newly discovered yesterday has been counted. How much food is stored in it?"

Suddenly remembered what Karp asked with some expectation.

"Wang, the food of the dwarf tribe can only be consumed by three thousand tribesmen for a month." Marcy shook his head and completely interrupted Garp's fantasy.

There are a total of 5000 people in the lion tribe, and this little food is what they consume for a few days.

Orcs, like dwarves, are a race of all soldiers, so they can easily pull out an army of tens of thousands of people.

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

"After looting the dwarves, enough for the tribe to eat for two months"

two months? ?

Garp took a deep breath, only feeling a big stone pressing on his heart.

It is now August, which is the time to store food, but this year, for some reason, the herds on the barren wasteland are much smaller, and their hunting teams often return without success.

With no hunting for meat, and no fur to trade with human traders, they would usually be able to store food for three months or even four months at this time in previous years, but this year they harvested a lot.

Now they can store food for two months. This is the situation after they plundered the dwarves and obtained a lot of food supplements.

This year's food scarcity made him feel a huge crisis.

With the winter moon just around the corner, he didn't want to see his people buried for lack of food.

"Increase hunting efforts, send more clansmen, we need food..." the Beast King's tone was very low.

As a powerful fighter at level 18, Garp couldn't meet the most basic food needs of his people, and felt very painful about it.

"I don't want to see old people and wounded warriors walking into the wilderness alone again this winter..."

In the cold winter months, what other reason could there be for walking into the wilderness alone in the snow and ice besides looking for death? ?

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

No one wants their people to die due to lack of food, but this is the rule of survival in the barren wasteland.

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

Because they are the guarantee for the continuation of the entire tribe.

Cruel and helpless.

But this is the survival of the race, and there is no truth to it.

This is also the reason why the orcs will plunder humans every winter moon. This is to fight for the right to survive. It doesn't matter right or wrong, good or evil, just to survive, that's all.

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

Garp's tone was very heavy. The orc tribe not only lacked food, but also lacked everything, such as weapons, armor, salt, iron and so on.

Orcs who don't know how to farm or develop industries have always lived a primitive and ancient life.

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

The weapons forged by the dwarves are also very important to the Lion tribe today, because only one-third of the tribe's army now wears armor and carries iron weapons.

Most of the rest are dressed in simple leather armor made of rhinoceros hide, and the weapons in their hands are made of wooden sticks and leg bones of monsters.

Primitive and backward.

On the barren wasteland, force is the only criterion for survival.

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

Every decision is extremely difficult.

"Obey, King"

"Go down and see the king who is in charge of the dwarves. As long as this dwarf does not have any problems, the dwarf tribe will not be chaotic."

"As you wish."

Garp only clenched his fists in his hands, his sharp claws flickered coldly, drawing scars on his palms.

Blood drips and splatters.

The powerful aura of the lion-man king made the orcs and dwarves passing by panic for a while.

Looking at the smoky valley above with deep eyes, there is in his eyes the responsibility of being the king of a tribe for the continuation of the tribe.

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

Chapter 228 Steel Behemoth VS Orc Army, 10 Kimpuk Wasn't in vain (big chapter)

rumbling~

Karp Xiongshi, who was sleeping in his sleep, was suddenly awakened by a loud sound.

He felt as if the earth was shaking and the mountains were toppling.

Garp opened his eyes suddenly, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.

What happened? ?

Turning over, putting on the armor and walking out of the house in the shortest time, the cold and sharp light of the dwarf-forged long knife flickered in his hand.

Standing outside the house, looking into the distance.

Because of the thick fog above the dwarf valley, the moonlight couldn't shine in the valley, and the light was very dim. Even if the orcs had a certain night vision ability, they couldn't see the situation in the distance clearly in such an environment.

He could only look out with the help of the faint light of the torch and the magic lamp. He couldn't see what was happening where the sound came from, but he could faintly feel a huge figure passing by in the sky.

Like a demon from the abyss, terrifying and frightening.

clang~ clang~ clang~

The sirens were sounded by the patrolling orcs after the loud noise, and the originally quiet dwarf town boiled instantly.

Enemy attack alert! !

Garp's expression froze slightly. This was not an earthquake or a mountain landslide, but he hadn't had any more reactions yet.

rumbling~

A more exaggerated sound sounded, and after the city wall built at the mouth of the valley shook for a while, the solid city wall... collapsed! !

After Garp heard the obvious sound of the city wall collapsing, a bit of shock that could not be concealed flashed in his eyes.

The dwarf's city wall was extremely strong, and the orcs didn't destroy it with siege weapons when they attacked, but now it collapsed? ?

Who is the enemy? ?

At this time, several orc warriors who were on guard arrived in a hurry.

He raised his chest and saluted Garp, "King."

"Immediately check out the enemy's situation, and gather wolf cavalry immediately to prepare for a counterattack!!

Let the people of the third tribe draw men to watch over the dwarves, and don't let them make trouble. "

Garp's tone was very calm. The orcs are a strong fighting race and have been living in the flames of war.

He already has his own way of dealing with war, and the enemy is not yet clear, and he still has enough time to react.

"Yes,"

The orc who received the order immediately went down to convey it, and Karp also walked straight out of the small courtyard.

The place where he lives is not the City Lord's Mansion, but an ordinary small courtyard.

As soon as they stepped out of the gate of the courtyard, they saw orcs walking out of the houses on the street to ask each other what happened. The street was blocked by a large number of people.

Garp was about to speak, but he spotted a terrifying shadow out of the corner of his eye.

"Enemy attack!!" The warning has just been issued.

The huge figure that was hunting in the sky just now seemed to have discovered something, and let out a terrifying roar~ The sound was sharp and shocking, and even Garp's heart tightened.

Just when the orcs were still a little dazed, a terrifying behemoth with a thick armor, a wingspan of 16 blades, and a deep cold light shining on its sharp wings swooped down directly from the sky above the street.

The devil is coming! !

No orc could have imagined the horrors they faced.

Most of the orcs who had just woken up from their sleep were still awake, and received a fatal blow before they recovered their senses.

On the 30-blade-wide street, the giant beast swooped down at high speed among the dense crowd of beasts with its sharp wings like a death scythe.

Two terrifying giant claws grabbed directly into the ground, and the entire bluestone-paved street was directly torn apart, like a huge hook plowing through the ground, and the bluestone and mud exploded and splashed.

Under the high-speed impact of the giant beast, the terrifying blade wings would be cut off even if the orc blocked it with a dwarf-forged weapon.

Like a large agricultural machine harvesting wheat, the orcs on the crowded streets were cleared in just ten seconds, causing heavy casualties in an instant.

Only the orcs on both sides of the street were left unattended.

In the middle is a road of death with blood flowing into a river and stumps everywhere.

Silence, dead silence.

The uninjured ones wailed, because when the giant beast dived and attacked, only those who escaped or died were uninjured.

when~when~when

The galloping siren still sounded over the city, but with this bloody picture, it was like a death knell, sending them off.

Garp's face became very ugly, and he saw this scene just now before recovering.

The killing intent in my heart soared.

"The troops are scattered and gathered!! The archers and crossbowmen immediately organize a counterattack!!

Lion Tribe! !Invincible! ! "

The angry roar brought the stunned orc back to his senses, and his low morale began to skyrocket.

"Lion Tribe!! Invincible!!"

"Lion Tribe!! Invincible!!"

"..."

The roaring slogans shouted in orc language spread from the street where Garp was located to the surroundings. In the end, the whole city was boiling with the slogans, and the originally sluggish morale stabilized instantly.

However, the battle is much more than that.

bang bang bang~

The earth is shaking.

When a Cyclops with a height of 7 blades and 8 tons of armor is running on the ground, a huge footprint will immediately appear on the hard ground with one step.

After Corso had single-handedly destroyed the dwarven-built walls with the brute force of the bronze cyclops, he charged into the dwarven valley.

The dwarf city was not built directly on the city wall at the entrance of the valley. There was a wide grassland about three kilometers from the city wall to the middle of the dwarf city.

Corso's height was 7 blades. When he ran, each step exceeded ten meters, and the distance of three kilometers was only a few minutes.

When he approached the dwarf city, the first army of orcs had just been assembled.

wolf cavalry.

The trump card of the orcs.

At this time, 500 people gathered in front of the dwarf city, and more wolf cavalry were still on their way.

When the orcs saw a steel giant in solid armor attacking with a terrifying aura, the atmosphere suddenly died down, but when the slogan in the city sounded behind them, they immediately regained their confidence.

The wolf cavalry roared and charged at the behemoth in front of them

bang bang~ bang bang~

Under the anger of the two parties, the earth shook more and more violently.

500 Wolf Riders against Bronze Cyclops.

Epic scene.