Undead Farm

Hao Del frowned, looked at the night and three, and even shrugged his shoulders in the night.

"You have ten soldiers, I will leave a batch of food for your villagers, oh right..."

Hadley pulled out the dagger to the palm of his hand and pressed it on a piece of cloth before the wound healed.

"This should be used as a sheltered flag. It should be a bit useful."

"Thank you, adults, thank you!"

Awang’s eyes were red, and the nose and tears flowed out quickly.

Being able to get a batch of food in advance is a big grace for them, and this banner with the blood of the ancient orcs is the biggest key, enough for those who don’t want to beat their family’s ideas. Take a good dose:

Can you bear the anger of an ancient orc that is destined to become an epic!

"Then you go back to the rectification first. We will wait for you for ten minutes. If we haven’t arrived in ten minutes, then we will not use it."

"A human being in the district, what is the qualification to give orders to us!" A dog-headed man with a spot on his face showed fierce light.

"I am the general manager of this caravan, yes, you still have nine minutes."

"you!"

"Class! Let's move the food back first, then say it later!"

One-eyed Awang suddenly reached out and stopped the spotted doghead, and the latter glanced at the food and quickly ran back to the village after glanced at the night.

This time the opportunity is really rare, even if it is subject to human anger, it has to endure, everything is for the family!

"How do you make extra money?! How do we perform the task with this group of kobolds?!" Eddie was angry.

I still haven't answered the night, and Ivan Woo is admiringly admiring: "I understand the intention of the night leader! This is the most effective way to make our caravans less dazzling!"

"It's just the periphery of the Orcs. They have the most benefits from trade, so there are fewer hatreds for humans, but when we go deep into the Beast Empire, a pure human caravan is almost everyone. I want to pull out the thorn!"

"Even if we keep a low profile, we can't escape the guys who want to do things, but if our caravan is dominated by orcs and there are fewer humans, then the impact is not that big!"

Noon nodded at night: "This is the meaning. The best way is that we are dressed as slaves, but some people here are really bad acting, and we have no choice."

"Hey! Who do you say poorly?!" Eddie waved his fist, but no one cares about him.

"Don't stay overnight, do you have these 50 dogheads?" Ivan Wuyi looked at the group of kobolds who were bidding farewell to the people in the village and asked with a frown.

Night three more shaking his head: "Of course not, we are better to use the name of Hao Del to collect some beaters, hey, you don't say that the name of this ancient orc is really easy to use!"

"That... how much?"

I laughed even more at night:

"The more the better!"

After the compilation of the 50 Kobold Warriors in the Kobold Village, the following three roads were followed by seven villages, and finally a 500-person ancient beast guard came out!

If it is not because of the continued control, it is not too good to control, it is too exaggerated and too conspicuous, and the night will continue!

The name of the Ancient Beast Guard is the name that the guys who admire Hoddle have made up and have nothing to do with him.

"Cut, what is wrong with the gold coin?"

"Cough and cough, but the position of your caravan leader can still sit still, it is really admirable! Night manager!" Ivan Wu smiled.

There are more orcs, and naturally they will not be familiar with them, but no one can replace the status of the night in this huge team.

At night, he shook his head and pointed to the orcs who were happily chatting with weapons nearby:

"In fact, it's very simple. You see that I have compiled the lower-ranking Orcs who are marginalized. They can't wait to hold a thigh. For this, it will be nothing."

The ancient beast guards are not just kobolds, but most of them are half-orcs that even the orcs are not willing to admit.

These poor fellows who lived on the border of the Beast Empire because of their impureness, even the Goblin that was not recognized by the Orcs could stand on their heads, even if a half-orc could hack five Goblin...

The biggest goal of their life is to become a vassal of a strong orc, but most of the time they can only be reduced to slaves, let the other party kill.

Even the Kobolds can be regarded as civilian branches among the Orcs, and their status does not know how much higher than them. However, some villages on the edge sometimes cannot receive Enze too much.

Now there is the ancient orc of Haodell to provide them with blessings. It is really hard to burn high incense, and dare to do something to annoy the human head who has an unusual relationship with Haodell.

So if they are expelled, where do they have to cry?

but……

"Captain Awang, I see that the fighting power of these 50 Kobold Warriors is not bad~ www.wuxiaspot.com~ How can it be so miserable?!"

Awang single-eyed glanced at the night and didn't want to care about him, but he didn't know why a temptation from the depths of the soul made him want to get close to the hateful little white face and slammed at him. .

Pooh! I am straight!

"Hey! It’s still a good eye for you. You have to know that we were the regular army! It’s just... we were exiled by the chief...”

Exiled?

The night was even more blinking, and the bones hidden in his hand shook again.

"Oh! Not because of you humans!"

Awang licked his teeth, but almost could not restrain the gushing water, and quickly turned his head:

"We saved a pig-headed child, and the chiefs expelled us in order to clear the relationship."

"What about the pig-headed child?" asked the footsteps at night.

Awang looked back at the night, revealing a white dog's teeth, revealing a smile like a smile: "eat it,"

"by me."

A small race that has publicly harboured the pigheads has been slaughtered. If Awang does not do this, then the nature that greets him and his family is only death.

This night is even more unexpected, but his teammates are not as good as his adaptability, one by one shaking.

He was surprised that he could not see half hatred from Awang’s eyes.

"You don't hate?"

Awang shook his machete on his shoulder and shook his head: "Who is it?"

"In any case, I am no different from the guy I eaten. They are weak people without strength, and this world can break through the empire, race and blood."

"Only power!"

"To say hate, I can only hate that I am not strong enough! Do I understand this? My human head!"