Sword and Magic and Taxi

Mordor's northern and southern geomorphological styles are very different. There are bare rocks and barren wasteland everywhere, and sometimes mottled grassland, but also because there are many gravel buried in the soil, it cannot be used as farmland. Apart from the orcs, there are only small herbivores such as rabbits and goats. There are no birds, wolves, or even foxes.

All creatures that could **** food from the orcs were eaten by the orcs. This is the position and methods of the orcs in the natural world. The closer you get to the Doomsday Volcano and the Tower of Darkness, the more the power of nature is suppressed, and the stronger Sauron's magic is. Anyway, there is no need to grow crops here like in the south, so the sky is darker, the dark clouds are denser, the orcs on the ground are more "comfortable", and the number also increases.

There have been some settlements on Zhaomai Road, and they are getting bigger and bigger, and they have more permanent buildings. Before the dark power of Sauron affected this place, humans used to open up wasteland and establish villages and towns here. Later, the orcs came here and started small-scale confrontations with humans, so city walls, fortresses and some castles were also built.

When Sauron came here, both the fortress and the castle lost their meaning and were conquered one by one. Leaning on the rolling mountains, Sauron urns catch turtles, and most of these humans have become slaves to Mordor.

"Mighty orcs, come and see the rabbit skewers here, they are delicious!" A ragged, shaved human guarding the barbecue stall was selling his stuff. "It's crunchy in your mouth, and the delicious juice flows!"

Zhao Mai looked curiously, what kind of rabbit meat it was, it looked like it was cut from some kind of mouse. He wasn't hungry at first, and Zhao Mai was not interested in everything he didn't eat with food reserves. This small market is full of such "counterfeit and shoddy" products, but the orcs seem to know this situation, but they don't care.

A coin that is cast in iron and then fingerprinted with your thumb while it is hot is the currency here. On the one hand, this thumb coin is a symbol of the war chief, and on the other hand, it is easy to tell if it is an orc fingerprint. Such anti-counterfeiting measures are sufficient in closed Mordor, and the thickness of the thumb and the management of the mint also ensure that the coins will not be distributed indiscriminately, so the currency value is still very strong. One thumb coin can be exchanged for five skewers, or two real rabbit skewers.

Seeing Zhao Mai coming, a half-orc quickly showed off his goods: "Come and see my rope, it's not much worse than the silk web of the demon spider!"

"Is this human hair?" Zhao Mai took a glance and was sure. No wonder most of the humans here have short hair, including women. It turns out that their long hair is also a resource.

"Fire prevention has been done, you can use it with confidence!" The orc smiled flatly.

Zhao Mai shook his head and left the stall quickly. He saw all kinds of stalls, mostly things made by slaves, and powerful orcs were only responsible for killing and fighting. No, in the core area of ​​the bazaar, a commander is recruiting his men, as long as the strongest and most combative one is.

His six centurions are lined up, and their burly and powerful figure shows great strength. They are also testers to see if the orcs who signed up have the strength. A half-orc who wanted to be fooled was picked up by them, slapped a few big slaps, gave him a kick on the butt, and sent him off with a harsh ridicule.

Zhao Mai's banner is much higher than the others, and it is particularly conspicuous in this market, and it will naturally be seen by the commanders and centurions. "Damn, where is this banner, and which commander has it under?"

Heizu's name is only screamed in Zhao Mai's own settlement, and nowhere else is known. What's more, it didn't take long for this flag to be made. Even in the Three-Painted Fortress, many orcs didn't know it, let alone in the north of Mordor. "Ask him if you want to do it with me!"

The centurions looked at each other. Judging from Zhao Mai's solid muscles and confident eyes, it is by no means kind. What's more, there is a vicious and weird big dog beside him, which is definitely not easy to deal with. Among the orcs, the ones who are good at keeping are mostly goblins and goblins hybrids. They are smaller in size and more suitable for being riders, and they also need mounts to increase their abilities. Orcs prefer to improve their bodies and combat skills, how can they have extra energy to cultivate combat partners?

A thousand commander cannot have more than ten centurion commanders, and "Azi Wuyun" is already full, and another one is equivalent to eliminating one. Whoever goes up to say solicitation is most likely to bear the brunt of the battle and face the opponent in its heyday. Az Wuyun likes to be clever, and most of his subordinates do so, so although the order was given, no one moved half a step for a long time.

"Asshole! Iron Tribulus, you go!" Aziz stamped his foot and directly named his subordinates.

All this scene fell in Zhao Mai's eyes. He has the heart to be a commander, but he doesn't want to accept a group of half-hearted bullies and fear of hardship. Especially bullying and fearing hardship are more useless than half-heartedness.

The centurion named Iron Tribulus pushed away the orcs who had enlisted in the surrounding area and came to Zhao Mai. His eyes were always aimed at Zhao Mai's feet, and he seemed to want to step on it. Perhaps it is because of this tactic of attacking the opponent's feet that he earned the nickname of Iron Tribulus? Zhao Mai looked at him, didn't wait for him to talk nonsense, and punched him directly on the nose.

"Don't get in the way, idiot!"

The Tribulus terrestris fell straight down, without any reaction, not even knowing what happened. Zhao Mai slammed his foot, kicked him to the side of the road, cleared his direction, and then continued to walk forward.

"It's too arrogant!" Iron Tribulus has fallen, which means that even if the solicitation is successful, this newcomer will not affect his status. At this time, when will he show his loyalty? Besides, Tribulus terrestris still has two good (smelly similar) friends.

"It was a waste of action just now~www.NovelMTL.com~ which is not very reasonable." Zhao Mai thought for a while, spotted the direction the orcs were rushing, slapped two cheeky legs, and kicked the two orcs into the air. Left and right fell unconscious on the side of the road. "Well, then there is no need to clean the road with one more action."

The reserve snorted, sniffed, ran to the comatose orc, raised his paw and waved it hard, and cut off their wallet. It held the trophy in its mouth, and ran two steps to follow Zhao Mai. The thumb coins in the wallet rattled.

Az Wuyun said nothing. He immediately understood the situation. If he provokes the flag-planting orc, he might be beaten to the ground, and the commander's name would be lost. Where did the orcs come from, so strong, this is unreasonable!

Zhao Mai glanced at Az.

Time seemed to stagnate, especially for Aziz. His fingers were trembling, his thoughts turned quickly, his thoughts came in without any subject, and he was completely plunged into chaos. Fortunately, Zhao Mai didn't continue to set foot on the stone platform set up by Aziz recruiting troops, but instead walked around and continued north.

Several orcs who had originally applied for the job thought about it, and followed him to the north.

Aziz's heart finally fell.