The Hardest Bone Will Eventually Feed Wang

Darius was decisive.

"As long as one of them is gone, the other soldiers, mercenaries, will want to leave, and they will flee once they have no worries, and as long as their family and relatives are crowded together in this desperate castle, they will have to fight desperately, Unleash two hundred percent of your strength."

"But they are not your soldiers, Darius."

Renault's tone was extremely dissatisfied.

"But they are Noxians, and they have the responsibility to defend this land. This is the law of Noxus."

Darius' expression was cold and almost determined, there was no room for negotiation.

"Damn it, Darius, whether you agree or not, I will take the civilians out of this castle. It's your business if you want to fight, but don't implicate innocent people."

"Are you sure? Mr. Renault, this matter is not up to you to decide."

The atmosphere between the two was tense, and Griffith smoothed things over with a smile.

"Forgive me, two, the premise of your quarrel is to win this duel with the orcs, instead of discussing the share of the spoils after the victory before the start, how do you win this duel."

"Hmph. Who else, I'll cut one, Mr. Renault will deal with one, and the brave black swordsman just now will deal with one. I don't think those green-skinned savages can deal with it."

At this moment, Gus, whose whole body was covered under black armor, walked to the side of these three people and spoke.

"I reject."

Darius' expression stopped abruptly, and his eyebrows and eyes were full of evil spirits when he looked at Heijiagus.

"I don't swing my sword for battles that aren't mine, but I can recommend another to you."

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PS: It’s enough for macho men to fight each other with promises, but it’s boring if they’re all there. Change to a different style of painting.

402. The Unexpected Duelist

Night falls.

But there is no peace in the air as usual, the air is full of a wild restlessness, what you can hear when you close your eyes is not the night wind and cicadas, but heavy breathing and the crackling of flames.

The orcs did continue to attack Fore Castle, but surrounded a huge circle of fire with torches outside the castle. The blood of various livestock and treasured wine were sprinkled in the circle of fire, and even rare spices were sprinkled into the circle of fire , the air is filled with a fishy and sweet intoxicating smell.The whole picture seems to have a kind of primitive and brutal sacred beauty.

This is Makgora, the highest standard duel ceremony of the orcs, every time is enough to be recorded in the historical data, and every time the winner is a great warrior and hero who will be famous in the future.

This Mak'Gora is so sacred, and in many cases it is regarded as a symbol of strength. For example, Blackhand, he has experienced Mak'Gora six times, the most among all the chiefs, which makes him a leader among the orcs. Zhong Yi responded.

Seeing that the stipulated time had come and the siege equipment was ready, Blackhand stroked his exposed fangs with a grim smile, and held up a huge torch.

Fire symbolized life, and if those timid humans dared to delay the time, when the torches were extinguished, it would be the time when the orc army extinguished their lives.

"Now, the time for Makgora has come, let us start this battle of honor, humans, and witness the power of the orc warriors."

I saw a tall and thin orc with long hair coming out of the orc camp. Unlike other orcs, one of his hands was broken, and a blood-stained sharp blade was attached to the severed hand. His eyes were ferocious and eager to try like a mad dog. There are no armor and other weapons other than prosthetic weapons.

"Your strongest combat power is a disabled green skin?"

Darius taunted at the top of the wall.

"Disability? Hehe, human beings, this is not disability, this is honor, this is the medal of my freedom, because I gave up this hand, I gained freedom as an orc from the shackles, this is the pain and pain you can't imagine Honor. And to deal with you, I don't even need other armor and weapons. I will enjoy this Mak'Gora, enjoy the attack of your warriors on me, and enjoy the ecstasy of cutting off that head!"

He roared loudly, holding up the prosthetic arm of the weapon, and the orcs cheered behind him, and the fanatic voice almost overturned the cloud.

"I am Kargath Bladefist! I am the pain of freedom!!"

Seeing the aura of his camp, Blackhand nodded in satisfaction, and looked sarcastically at Fore Castle, which seemed to be trembling under the momentum of the orcs.

"Now, Human, offer your head, your head is a very good trophy."

"Stupid, I don't mind beheading your disgusting green heads right away, but it's a pity that I wasn't the first to appear."

Darius looked at him with disdain, and at this time the gate of Fore Castle opened a small gap, and a red-haired head poked out to look around cautiously, and then retracted in a panic.

However, he was pushed out by the companion behind him, trotted awkwardly, stepped into the circle of fire, and saluted Kargas with fists cupped.

"Well, hello, I'm Hong Meiling, the challenger of Makgora."

That's right, it's Hong Meiling.It was Hong Meiling who Gus recommended to play.

The orc camp was in an uproar.

"A female?! You are humiliating me!! Shame the holy Mak'Gora."

The one who reacted most violently was Kargath Bladefist in the circle of fire. The whites of his eyes were completely red, and his roar almost blew out the circle of fire.

Not only the participants, but also the orc army onlookers uttered all kinds of curses and roars, wishing they could immediately capture the small castle in front of them.

"To each other, didn't you say that you don't need weapons and armor? We don't need men, even a woman can defeat you, or are you afraid of losing to women? I remember you said that you will never die. Why, are you planning to surrender?"

Darius asked back, the orcs in the circle of fire flushed with anger.

"You are trampling on your only life, human beings, I will kill her, I will kill you, I will peel off your skin, I will use your bones as firewood, and I will make you howl and scream."

Kargas Blade Fist was obviously mad with anger, and he yelled curses in the circle of fire, his saliva flew four or five meters away, Hong Meiling had no choice but to smile awkwardly and politely while avoiding the spittle.

"Well, Mr. Kargas, right? We're not here to participate in the duel? Can we start now?"

"You? A female? Are you worthy of Mak'Gora with me?! Come on, this is a duel that can only be fought between the strongest warriors. You skinny and tender, I'll be bored even if you fight me standing up." Gotta sleep."

Kargas Blade Fist laughed back in anger, not even bothering to look at Hong Meiling.

"That is to say, can I fight? Then I will shoot, Mr. Kargas, please be ready."

Hong Meiling reminded politely and weakly, and immediately sank after walking three steps away, but this orc didn't even bother to raise his eyelids, and folded his arms proudly.

After all, he was three heads taller than Hong Meiling and weighed three to four times heavier than Hong Meiling. Hong Meiling's tall figure was small and exquisite in front of him, and her fists were not as big as his eyeballs. How could such a difference in size cause an effective attack.

However, Hong Meiling took a deep breath, and thrust her horse forward in front of Kargas Blade Fist, her fist slowly approaching the iron-strong abdominal muscles within a finger's distance.

Rotate the ankles, kick the legs, twist the waist, extend the shoulders, extend the arms, rotate the wrists, and give a low drink.

Cunjin exploded.

Peng! !

The boiling and cursing of the entire orc camp stopped abruptly, because Kargath Bladefist's tall and thin body suddenly flew out as if hit by a battering ram, and flew four or five meters before rolling to the ground.

And everyone could clearly see that Hong Meiling's fists were faintly red. At this moment, her momentum was like a mountain, her eyebrows and eyes were like swords, and she still looked like the shy and weak young lady just now.

Obviously a warrior.

So handsome! !

"Now, am I qualified?"

Hong Meiling asked back, maintaining that punching posture with a stern manner, while the army of hundreds of thousands of orcs was completely silent.

"Cough cough, enough qualifications, too much qualifications, cough cough."

Kargath Bladefist got up while coughing blood, his strong abdominal muscles were completely sunken, but what was surprising was that his voice did not show any pain, but revealed infinite ecstasy.

He even opened the wound with his prosthetic limb, let the blood drip, licked his own blood on the blade with his tongue, and looked at Hong Meiling no longer with contempt, but with longing and enthusiasm.

"I apologize to you, female, your head is worthy of the sanctity of Mak'Gora, the best trophy. Let's begin, female, this is Mak'Gora, and this is the glory I long for and pain,'

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PS: There seems to be a saying in Dongfang No. [-] Design: Those who can beat Meiling can be regarded as big monsters, but those who can’t beat Meiling are just little monsters. So the question is, is Hong Meiling a big monster or a little monster?

403. Warriors and Warriors

A vigorous and heroic girl, a sturdy and wild orc, this can be said to be a duel with the greatest difference in painting style that anyone has ever seen.

However, at this time, everyone's hearts were touched, because no one questioned that Hong Meiling was not qualified anymore. This was a real Makgora.

"Very good, then now, Makgora will start, and there is only one who can walk out of the flames!!"

Blackhand roared and announced, throwing the torch in his hand, the ring of flames suddenly rose into a wall of flames, surrounding the two duelists.

It stands to reason that being surrounded by a fire wall blocks the line of sight and affects the experience of watching the battle, but what is miraculous is that the magnified figures of the two people float on the flames, like a mirage, even if they are separated by hundreds of meters, they are still clear.

This caused exclamations from the walls of Castle Fore.

This ring of fire is not just to limit the duel venue. Under the effect of special spices and other designs, these flames will distort the light like a magnifying glass, which can be said to be the original open-air broadcast.

This is why Mak'Gora is so respected by orcs. For orcs, this is almost like the World Cup, a great event that crosses races and nationalities.

But the broadcast of the circle of fire made the orcs enjoy watching, and the foreheads of the two people in the circle of fire began to be covered with beads of sweat.

The high temperature is slowly reducing the physical strength of both sides, and it is also prompting the two sides to launch attacks. If there is a stalemate, it will only become more and more unfavorable.

But Hong Meiling, who was in her horse gait, with one hand protecting her waist and one hand bent forward, was obviously more stable, her eyebrows and eyes were narrowed like swords, and she was still sharp, while Kargas Bladefist was already roaring and rushing over with her big hands outstretched.

The momentum was as if he wanted to crush Hong Meiling's head.

However, it looked menacing, but it was not reckless. Hong Meiling just took a small arc to avoid the big hand, but found that the real killing move was the blade prosthetic hidden behind her.

The knife is as bright as electricity.

Dangerously, it brushed over Hong Meiling's chest. Although it was not cut firmly, a few strands of red hair still flew up.

However, having used both hands, even the orcs can't see their old age.

Hong Meiling stepped on her legs to bully her, bullying her opponent with too long hands and close to her body was a short punch. In just one second, she punched ten short punches in a row, like a drum beat. .

Kargas Blade Fist hugged him down after suffering the pain, but Hong Meiling was already prepared to get out from her crotch and go around her back. She kicked her ankles and knees and put an iron mountain on the back of the orc, directly causing the opponent to lose The balance fell forward a shit.

There was a cheer from Castle Fore.

In terms of strength, as a monster, Mei Ling has little advantage in front of the orcs, but in terms of agility, she can swing more than ten blocks, and a series of movements are smooth and smooth, which is really relaxed and happy.

"Are you okay, are you still up?"

It was the first time for Hong Meiling to be cheered by so many people, she was a little nervous, she ran to Kargas Blade Fist, stretched out her hand and asked in embarrassment, intending to pull him up.

The big green hand touched Hongmeilin's slender hand.

But the next moment, he held it tightly and raised his furious green face.

"caught you!!"

Hong Meiling hurriedly jumped back a little, but she still couldn't break free from the big hand, instead she was pulled staggeringly, and the orc's big foot had already kicked her.

Hong Meiling could only press it with her left hand.

But the kick still made Hong Meiling groan, and the whole person yearned for a half-circle, and it was obvious how serious it was, but then a more ruthless knee bump continued. on the orc's arm.