Stonehammer orc tribe.

　　 On the animal skin blanket in the chief's tent, the high-level members of the Stonehammer Orc tribe sat in a circle, their faces were cold and silent, and the atmosphere was very depressing.

　　 Faced with the Three Dragons’ forces of Autumn, the Stonehammer Orc tribe faced a difficult choice.

　　 That is, a part of the tribe must be abandoned. After this part of the tribe is broken, they will block the enemy's pursuit.

　　 "Father, can't we escape together?!" Zangga Stone Hammer was quite uneasy, and hit the animal skin blanket with a fist.

　　 Inside the tent, everyone focused on the Stonehammer Orc Chief-Graeme Stonehammer. This orc chief who was in his prime became much older overnight.

　　 Feeling the gaze of everyone's expectations, he shook his head: "Someone must stay behind, otherwise the enemy wolf cavalry will catch up with us, and none of them will be able to escape."

　　 "Chief, there is no time."

　　 The old orc, who has been closing his eyes and rested, opened his wrinkled eyes, and his thick pierced lips opened: "The spirit of the elements tells me that danger is approaching. You must make a choice as soon as possible."

　　 The orcs reacted fiercely, and the tent suddenly exploded.

　　 "So fast?! Our tribe is so long from the Triangle Plain!"

　　 "Does the brown-skinned boar man eat shit? Why can't he stop it for a while?!"

　　 "……"

　　 "Quiet!" Graeme roared.

　　 Everyone suddenly became quiet.

　　 In the gaze of everyone, Graeme squeezed the warhammer and stood up and looked around: "My wrong decision has brought the tribe to the brink of destruction. I will stay and die on the battlefield to make up for my fault."

　　 "Chief, this is not to blame for you alone. At first, everyone discussed it together and agreed."

　　 "The Stone Hammer Tribe cannot do without your leadership..."

　　 "No need to persuade, I have already decided, and if I don't die, the dragon's anger will not be subdued," Graeme interrupted everyone and looked at his best son.

　　 "Zangka, from now on, you are the new chief of Stonehammer. Take the cubs and ride on the wolf and escape! The farther you escape, the better!"

　　 The word "escape" is so harsh for orcs who love the honor of warriors, it can almost be equated with timidity and shame.

　　 But at this time, Zangga could not speak the words of rejection. It was not that he was afraid of death, but he knew that his task was more difficult and important than that of the people who died in battle, because he was carrying the fire of the stone hammer.

　　 "Shaman, the tribe needs your wisdom, and you evacuate with Zangkar."

　　 "I don't need it anymore," the always obedient shaman put forward a different opinion: "My old bone won't live long. If I can't run, my apprentice will take over for me."

　　Graeme didn't say much, opened the curtains of the tent and walked out, squinted at the sun in the sky, took a deep breath and shouted: "The people of the stone hammer!"

　　 Hearing the chief's shout, the orcs who packed their bags and whispered suddenly calmed down and looked at the majestic figure in the center of the tribe.

　　 "I am your chief-Graeme Stonehammer! We have failed! I should not believe in the promise of mankind! I have harmed everyone! I have harmed the Stonehammer tribe! I have no face to face my ancestors!"

　　 "The army of evil dragons will not take long to come. I will stay to stop them and buy time for everyone to evacuate, but I can't do it alone."

　　 "Warrior of the Stone Hammer, now, as an ordinary orc, I beg you to stay and fight alongside me to buy time for everyone to retreat."

　　 "Those who are willing to stay come to me, others, follow the new chief of Stonehammer-Zangga Stonehammer, and he will take you to find a new home!"

The Stonehammer Orcs consciously divided into two groups. Women, children and most of the young warriors followed Zangkar Stonehammer and led the wolf carrying food and fresh water to the east, while the elderly, some mature orcs and young soldiers gathered to the old By the chief.

　　 An hour later, Sanlong saw the stone hammer orc tribe far away in the sky. A large group of orcs lit many bonfires on the grass outside the tribe, and the smell of meat drifted far away.

　　 "Huh? This group of orcs didn't run away! Still in the mood to have a bonfire party!" The green dragon-Olivia was angry and curious at the same time.

　　 Compared to Berthasha who left the tribe and escaped, the Chief Stonehammer orc was undoubtedly more responsible. After the battle failed, he took the tribe and fled, and the direction was very clear, which was the direction of the Stonehammer tribe.

　　 "There is no one in the tribe, these guys outside should be left behind," Jose's eyes flashed.

　　 He faintly understood the plan of the group of orcs, fighting hard to buy time for the retreating clansmen, and at the same time hoping that the lives of himself and others would calm the dragon's anger and make Sanlong give up chasing and killing the remaining clansmen.

　　 The courage to die generously is admirable, but this is not a reason to let the enemy go.

After 　　 flew close, Sanlong saw the age structure of the left-behind orcs, half of them were old orcs, and half were mature orcs. Young orcs accounted for only a small portion, and confirmed their conjecture.

try{mad1(\'gad2\');}catch(ex){}　　 With the arrival of the three dragons and the monster army, the orcs stopped the feast, followed the chief silently, and confronted the monster army.

　　 Jose hovered over the head of the orcs and found that there were about 26,000 orcs, slightly less than the 30,000 monster army.

　　Although his own number is dominant, and the old orcs with aging and frailty accounted for half of the total number of orcs, Jose did not dare to underestimate them.

　　The soft ones are afraid of the hard ones, the hard ones are afraid of being stunned, and the stunned ones are afraid of death. These broken Stonehammer Orcs are mortal. Before they die, they will definitely leave a deep memory on the monster army.

　　 "Interesting! Interesting! You still have the guts to stay! Graeme Stonehammer!"

　　 "Dragon! Orc warriors have nothing to fear!" After deciding to die, Graeme Stonehammer became more energetic, and he straightened his chest, boldly responding to Red Dragon's words.

　　 "Since there is nothing to fear, then why let most of the orcs leave early?"

　　Graeme Stonehammer choked, did not respond, raised his head and looked at the red dragon hovering in the sky: "Dragon! Dare to come down and fight me!"

　　 "Joke! The six of you didn't take advantage of me last time! You are alone now! What gives you the courage to say this?!"

　　 "It didn't count last time!" Graham Stonehammer was a little annoyed when he mentioned this.

　　 The six master-level teamwork did not take advantage of a young dragon. This makes people laugh, and it is definitely a black history.

　　 "Last time it was you sneak attack! Your ability to make fire is so weird! This time I am prepared! I may not lose to you!"

　　 "Your wild dance will bring you failure and death!"

　　 Actually, Jose agrees with the words of the orc chieftain.

I know my family’s affairs. Last time I did take advantage of the raid. The six masters didn’t understand his abilities, had scruples, and didn’t want to work hard. This made him able to retreat from the six masters. miracle.

　　 In essence, he is not much stronger than a master-level powerhouse. If he fights life and death with the orc chieftain, he has a higher probability of tragic victory due to his injury recovery ability.

　　 However, that was the former Jose.

　　 Now he has a legendary level, even if he can't fully utilize the power of this legendary equipment, it can still increase his combat effectiveness by a large margin.

　　 Kill the most difficult chief first, which can greatly damage the morale of the orcs and reduce the loss of the dependent army.

　　 Thinking so, he fell to the ground.

　　 Limbs touched the grass, his wings folded behind his back, Jose said in a deep voice: "Since you are looking for death! Then I will fulfill you!"

　　 "Wait!" Graeme Stonehammer said loudly: "If I win! You will let go of my people! How about?"

　　 Jose frowned.

　　 He can understand the idea of ​​the orc chief-to fight for the hope of a living for the people who follow him.

　　 To be fair, if it were not for hostility, Jose would have liked these orcs.

　　 Orcs have distinct loves and dislikes, and they don’t have so many flowers. Their loyalty is desperate loyalty, betrayal is rare, and their combat effectiveness is not weak.

　　 It’s just, it’s a pity...

　　 Jose asked back: "So, what if you lose?!"

　　 "If I lose...oh..." Graeme Stonehammer scratched his head in anguish, and found that he didn't have any chips.

　　 Knowing this a long time ago, some pigs and sheep should be left behind.

　　 He was a little upset: "If I lose, I will leave it to you!"

　　 "Heh! You orc has learned to shame!" Jose said with a sarcasm: "What if you lose and let me deal with it?!"

　　 "I have nothing to give you. The Stonehammer tribe has these tents except us."

　　 "What did Pinocchio use to impress you?"

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　　 Graeme Stonehammer’s eyes flashed lonely: "He didn’t give us anything, but promised that if it wins, the Dana Kingdom will help the Stonehammer tribe return to the orc empire."

　　 "That's it."

　　 Jose suddenly, it's no wonder that among the native coalition forces, the Stonehammer Orcs are the one who contributes the most and is the most desperate. It turns out that there is such a promise.

　　In the south of the Tedanor continent, to the west of the most prosperous area of ​​human civilization is the territory of the orcs-the orc empire.

　　 The orc tribe of the northern prairie and the orc empire are in the same line.

　　 In the Fourth Age, more than 2,800 years ago, the orcs and humans competed for the supremacy of the mainland. The orcs failed, lost a large area of ​​territory, and were driven to the west of the mainland's first mountain range-the sunset mountains.

　　 But not all orcs retreated in time. Those orcs who had not had time to retreat were either driven to extinction by humans, or hid in remote areas, and the Northland Prairie was a major destination for the orcs to retreat.

try{mad1(\'gad2\');}catch(ex){}　　 Even though time has passed by more than two thousand years, the orcs in the northern prairie still want to return to the empire. The empire far away represents their glory. It is their spiritual support.

　　 However, these orcs are so naive, they actually believed in the promise of the Dana Kingdom.

　　 Yes, the Kingdom of Dana has an outlet to the sea. You can reach the orc empire through the Storm Strait, but there is no route to the orc empire.

　　 You must know that opening up a new route does not happen overnight. There are more dangerous creatures in the sea and more difficult to entangle than on land. Even if there are safe routes, there are many examples of accidents every year, not to mention there are no routes.

　　 However, I can't blame the orcs. The news is blocked and I don't understand the situation on the mainland. In addition, I am eager to return to the Empire.

　　 Anyway, seeing the orc chief silly, Jose is a little bit reluctant to kill him.

　　 The red dragon went to the Kingdom of Dana and robbed several nobles this time, but he might have been spotted by the dragon-slayer warriors. If he could use a master-level pinnacle warrior for his own use, his safety would be more guaranteed.

　　 "If you lose, you will become my slave and serve me, how about it?"

　　Graeme Stonehammer heard the words, clenched the warhammer in his hand, and stared at the red dragon glaringly: "Dragon! You are insulting the glory of an orc warrior! An orc is never a slave!"

　　 "Okay! Alright!" Jose waved his hand, not angry.

　　 In that case, don't blame me, wow ha ha ha...

"Well, I admire the bravery and fearlessness of the orc warriors," Jose thought casually for a decent reason: "You pay my war reparations, and I won't hold you accountable, emmm..., let me count. The amount of war compensation should be appropriate."

　　 "Wait!" Graeme Stonehammer interrupted the red dragon, and said in a nervous manner: "There is not much money for Stonehammer! The previous savings are used to buy weapons!"

　　 Behind him, the shaman hurriedly pulled at the chief's clothes.

　　 "It doesn't matter, I accept the arrears! You can work at my place and pay back the money slowly!" Jose smiled. He seemed to see the kind of seven or eighty thousand free combat power and no compensation for death.

　　 The shaman secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Compared with the death of a large number of tribesmen, the escaped tribesmen led by Zangga were displaced and went to unknown areas to survive. It is already a good choice to pay off debts and work.

　　Graeme Stonehammer received the news from the shaman, for fear that the red dragon would go back: "Okay, you can calculate how much the war indemnity is appropriate."

　　 "Let's count based on the number of orc warriors sent by the Stonehammer tribe. How many warriors the Stonehammer sends, and the types and strength of the soldiers."

　　 "This time, the Stonehammer Orcs sent a total of 12,000 warriors, including 2,000 wolf cavalry, 500 junior fighters, 40 mid-level fighters, and 3 high-level fighters. The master is myself."

　　 "Okay, the orc warriors are brave and fearless, and their combat effectiveness is better than that of human mercenaries~lightnovelpub.net~ It is calculated at 1.5 times the salary of human mercenaries, how about? This is fair, right?"

　　 All the orcs raised their chests. This is indeed the reason. Orc warriors are far more brave than humans.

　　Graeme Stonehammer nodded: "Fair, just calculate it like this."

　　 The shaman's lips moved, but in the end there was no sound.

　　 Although he didn't know much, he was definitely well-informed among Stonehammer Orcs, and he knew some mercenary market conditions.

Orc warriors are stronger than humans, but there is no way. Orcs have no status and life in the northern prairie. The employment fees of orc warriors are kept low, often only 70% to 80% of human mercenaries of the same level. Doubled the hire cost of the orc warrior

　　 But now that I am a fish, the chief has already agreed, and he can only bear it.

On the other side, Jose continued to count: "Human mercenaries perform combat missions for one day. The employment fee is a gold coin. The non-war employment fee is..., the employment fee of professionals is much higher, high-level and master-level. It's even higher... the 12 thousand orc army participated in two battles and was stationed for three days. After all, the employment fee for the orcs to participate in the battle is more than 80,000 gold coins, even if it is 80,000."

　　Graeme Stonehammer had been stunned by a series of numbers, and looked back at the only high-ranking shaman in the tribe, his eyes full of questions.

　　 Seeing the shaman nodded, he was relieved: "Okay! Just the war compensation of 80,000 gold coins!"

"and many more!"

　　 Jose stared at the orc chief: "You may have made a mistake. This is just the employment fee for your appearance. As a war indemnity of a compensatory nature, you have to multiply it by 10,000!"