Orc Knight

Fukes looked rather embarrassed.

Well, it doesn't look good for anyone to be chased by hundreds of lions like playing around for three days.

Not to mention that the leader of this group of lions is still an old friend of Fukes.

The young patriarch of the Violent Lion Clan is named Abel. He is a golden lion. At this moment, his eyes are constantly scanning Fukosi who is running in front of him with a strong intrusion, especially from the wound on Fukosi. Afterwards, his smile was especially tyrannical.

"Fur...my Foll, why are you running away?" Abel lazily said, "You have escaped for so many years, even your clan members have died, and your relatives have also died. You are the only one left. Can't you be nicer?"

He said viciously, "If you had followed me early, why did you let things fall to this point?"

Fukosi concentrated on running, completely ignoring Abel's words, it's really not worth getting angry about that bastard.

As he ran and observed, he should be almost there, the predetermined place.

The lions behind Abel were a little bored. If Abel hadn't issued a death order and asked the clansmen to chase Fukes with him, they wouldn't have followed Abel to the southern grassland.

And... since entering the Southern Grassland, they haven't even seen a single orc's hair except Fukosi, it's really boring...

(Melov used wildebeest hunts to prevent wolves from sneaking up on him as an excuse, and he has long told the orc tribes close to the Central Grassland, East Grassland, and West Grassland to temporarily leave their residences and move into the depths of the Southern Grassland.)

Ahead is the Kexilama Valley. This valley is in the middle of a hill. Seen from the sky, it looks like a line cuts the northern part of the Southern Grassland in half.

There are several gaps in the middle, the largest of which is the Kexilama Valley. A parrot is flying high in the sky. He can clearly see the violent lions chasing Fukes on the left side of the valley, and the forced diversion on the right side of the valley. wildebeests, and the Kexilama Valley is not big. For the impact of hundreds of thousands of wildebeests, this small valley can be penetrated quickly by the impact.

When wildebeest meets lion...

When hundreds of thousands of stinking wildebeests meet a bored lion chasing his lover...

In any case, the results are bound to be interesting.

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"finally come."

Modiras said dissatisfiedly, "I said your speed is too slow?"

Two orcs came from a distance, one was tall and tall, with pure white hair reaching to his waist, and his face was stern, while the other was smiling, with messy gray hair that looked quite bohemian, with slightly raised corners of his eyes, a pair of almond eyes Green pupils rolled around.

The white-haired one is naturally the patriarch of the White Wolf Clan, and the gray-haired one is naturally the patriarch of the Gray-backed Wolf Clan.

The two patriarchs ran to the southern grassland without anyone, which made Melov and Kotral quite admire.

"Should I say long time no see?"

Melov stood up and gave a warm hug to the Patriarch of the White Wolf. Melov smiled all over his face, "It's been a few years since we last met?"

The White Wolf patriarch snorted coldly, "You don't need to provoke me. The last time we met was when Rothschild was there. Speaking of which, this time Rothschild's brother is here? I want to meet."

The gray-backed wolf patriarch smiled wryly, "I said Xiaobai, why are you so impatient? Brother Rothschild just tricked you once, so why do you never forget him?"

The Patriarch of the White Wolf didn't even look at the Patriarch of the Gray Back Wolf, he turned his face to the other side, "What's none of your business?!"

The gray-backed wolf patriarch said with a smile, "Of course it has something to do with me. Let me tell you, before you came out, your father specifically told me to help you find a partner. Since you never forget Rothschild, why don't I accompany you?" To Muharim?"

A trace of greenness flashed across the face of the Patriarch of the White Wolf, and he said with a half-smile, "Oh? Really? My father told you this? Then should I tell you? Your father, go to me. Uncle's family is engaged to you?"

"What rice?!" The gray-backed wolf patriarch's face suddenly changed, "Xiaobai, you are lying to me, right? I have no interest in the one from your uncle's family!!"

The head of the White Wolf clan rolled his eyes, "The devil would know."

"No!! You know!!" The gray-backed wolf patriarch grabbed the hand of the white wolf patriarch and said eagerly, "Xiaobai, only you understand me! You understand that I can't like others!"

The head of the White Wolf Patriarch stood up, and he said angrily, "Fart!! I don't understand!! I don't understand at all!!!"

"No! You understand!! Xiaobai! How dare you look into my eyes and say you don't understand?"

"I said are you finished?!"

"I said..." Cotrall said with a distorted expression, "What are you two doing here?"

Modiras said eccentrically, "I'm here to discuss future life events."

Melov sighed with emotion, "It's nice to be young... I think of Sifry and I back then..."

Both the Patriarch of the White Wolf and the Patriarch of the Gray Back Wolf looked quite embarrassed. The Patriarch of the White Wolf brushed away the hand of the Patriarch of the Gray Back Wolf and said angrily, "Speaking of business, our people have already passed. The ambush is done, once the guys from the Violent Lion Clan break up, we will take advantage of the situation and chase after them, there will be absolutely no problem."

"However, after solving this small tribe, the Violent Lion Clan still has a solid foundation in the Central Grassland. Should we just watch them go back and make a comeback?"

"How is that possible?!" Melov sneered, "Tonight we will spare half of our manpower to give up wildebeest hunting, and take a shortcut to the Central Grassland in the dark. Your manpower can wait for us there and meet up at that time. Together, we can directly destroy the Violent Lion Clan."

"How do we distribute the spoils? And if we destroy the Violent Lion Clan, the Warrior Lion Clan and the Angry Lion Clan will just ignore it? There is also the Lionheart Royal Clan. It is said that the Lionheart Royal Clan lives in the holy mountain of the Central Grassland and will not appear easily. "The head of the gray-backed wolf frowned and said, "And there are lions entrenched in the fringes of our eastern grassland and the central grassland. If you get rid of the angry lions entrenched between the southern grassland and the central grassland, I hope you Can help drive those lion tribes away."

Modiras said gloomyly, "Can you represent the Eastern Grassland?"

The head of the White Wolf clan frowned.

"Our Southern Grassland Alliance has one heart, and we want to drive those damned lions away. Your Eastern Grassland...it doesn't seem to be the case. I remember that the Spirit Wolf Clan and the Wolf Devouring Clan are the hardcore alliances of the Lion Clan. They also occupy your Eastern Grassland. You have a huge territory and let us kill lions like the first birds, you are really wicked."

The gray-backed wolf patriarch sighed. He looked at the silent white wolf patriarch, and said helplessly, "We can't help it. The Eastern Grassland is still divided, and our wolf clan has different ideas, and we live in the eastern grassland. The other races in the prairie are almost neutral. You must know that our eastern prairie is different from the southern prairie. Your southern prairie has some relatively good pastures and open land, and even scattered woods and hills, but our eastern prairie Grasslands are different."

"There are many strange rocks in the eastern grassland, and there are gravel and cliffs everywhere. Only a small part of the area has plains and grasslands. There are some pine needle forests near the northern grassland, and the rest of the place is rocky. The birds living here There are even more wolf clans than our wolf clan, and our opinions are really difficult to unify."

Melov took a deep breath, "Okay, I know your difficulties, how about it, we will hire you, this time you make a move, we will give you [-]% of the dead wildebeest carcasses, on the contrary , it is impossible to distribute the corpses of those lion tribes to you."

"...that's fine." The White Wolf Patriarch hesitated, and he looked at the Gray Back Wolf Patriarch, "Just treat us as hired, just to help you disperse the Violent Lion Clan, so let's go back to the Eastern Grassland There will be less stress.”

"Actually, why don't you hire those jackals from the Western Grassland?" The gray-backed wolf patriarch asked strangely, "Speaking of robbing, they should be the best at it?"

"There are jackals who plundered all of Fukosi's tribe. How can we still hire them?" Melov said helplessly.

Cotlar's heart moved after hearing this, "Actually, we can ask you to hire them and let them attack the Lion Clan directly..."

"What reward can you give?" The White Wolf Patriarch said unceremoniously, "The dead wildebeest is ours, and the jackals are greedy bastards. Be careful that those jackals will turn their backs because they are not satisfied with the reward. They're good at that."

Cotrall was taken aback for a moment, and after thinking about it, he nodded and said nothing.

"Speaking of which, where is the patriarch of the Black Kite Clan?" Melov suddenly asked, looking at Modiras, "What was the Patriarch Black Kite doing when you came here?"

Modiras snorted coldly, "The wound on my body came out by myself?"

Melov asked curiously, "What did that kid do? I remember that he admired you the most when he was the young patriarch?"

"Yeah, those who worship are almost fools!!" Modiras said angrily, "You know how to kill and kill as soon as you meet, what a fool!?"

"So he found a way to come and participate in the spoils meeting?" Cotrall was a little incredulous, "I heard that although the patriarch of the black kite is young, he is mature and mature, why now..."

The head of the Gray Back Wolf immediately laughed when he heard it, "That kid Black is indeed very sophisticated, he can't tell that he is only 20 years old, but... the so-called one thing is one thing... we all know that Black worships Patriarch Modiras... ahem, this has been going on for many years..."

The head of the White Wolf patriarch said quietly, "Yeah, that boy Black is very persistent and honest...much better than some people..."

"Xiaobai...you still don't believe me..." The voice of the Gray Back Wolf Patriarch was very resentful...

The White Wolf Patriarch said flatly, "By the way, I will attend your wedding next month."

"Xiaobai!! I don't care what other people say, but you can't!"

The Patriarch of the White Wolf couldn't take it anymore, he stood up furiously, and shouted, "Enough!! Don't you just like your father?! What's wrong with Electra!? As for howling at me every day?! As long as Don’t be afraid of being beaten to death by your father, you go to your father to confess!? Don’t bother me if you don’t have the skills!!”

Melov: o(╯□╰)o

Modiras: o(╯□╰)o

Cotlar: o(╯□╰)o

……

At this moment, Sirui flew over, "The latest news, the Wildebeest and the Angry Lions are facing each other!!"

Melov was refreshed when he heard the words, and immediately discarded those irrelevant distracting thoughts. He looked up, and the sun was slowly setting in the sky, leaving only a brilliant afterglow.

He took a deep breath, stood up and looked towards the battlefield, he calmly said to Si Rui, "Take a rest for now, that's all for today."

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Finally rested...

Ivan felt that his whole body was about to fall apart.

He was paralyzed on Blair's body, panting slowly, when Blair landed on the grass, the white tiger also limp and fell to the ground.

"worn out……"

"Yeah... I didn't expect those black kites to die..."

Ivan suddenly thought of one thing, "Speaking of...the patriarchs are gone, why is the patriarch Heiyuan still foolishly fighting us here?"

Wuhua, who had just received the news, smiled slightly, "You don't know? This time the Black Kite clan came to join forces, and their only request... is only one."

"That is to allow the young orcs of their clan to form a group to come to the Eagle tribe in the southern grassland for a blind date..."

Ivan's mouth twitched.

"So, you know, there will always be a half-orc younger brother or older brother in the Eagle Clan here, who will fight with the black kites... cough cough... it can be regarded as an early inspection..."

"As for the patriarch of the black kite...his target is Modiras, so you didn't notice it? He has been fighting with Modiras' son this afternoon?"