The Crystal Palace Of Heaven

There was only a ruined iron fist fortress, now more like a terrible maze in the mountains. The bricks and tiles that were burned black and deformed after the original **** formed a grisly and bizarre posture. The north wind floating from the frozen ground in the northern part of the Namoa Mountains passed through the rugged rocks in the "maze", " "Woo" sounded, as if the iron rock dwarf and human coalition soldiers burned to death in the war of more than a thousand years.

The Orc Burning Blade tribe Khan "Dragon's Heart" Asoge sits in the only building in the Iron Fortress that is still complete. Of course, it is complete. In fact, half of the wall facing the west mountain wall completely collapsed, and half of the entire house was burnt into black. However, from the appearance, it can still be vaguely judged that this is a very magnificent castle-shaped building.

There was a bonfire in front of Asog, and the food was being grilled. The steak on the grill was very audible. It smelled of oil, but it was difficult to tell which part of the animal it was, even if it was Human flesh is not completely impossible. There are still a lot of such campfires and simple stoves in the whole fortress, and the blue smoke is densely drifting in the wide iron rock canyon, but Asoge and the orcs who are sitting around this bonfire do not seem to care. At this time, the mountains around the Iron Rock Canyon were covered by thick clouds and fog. I was n’t worried that the tallest federal fleet would find them—it did n’t matter if they were found. All the friends who eat barbecue of unknown creatures are worried that they will not come.

"Asog, are the rebellions of those Niruma traffickers yours? Have you figured it out?" A giant orc man standing about two meters three or four sat cross-legged on the side of the fire. He had just nibbled a bar bone that was almost as thick as a human calf, and threw it into the fire. He cut his lean meat on the grill with his knife and asked in a very casual tone. The tone is as casual as chatting.

"Niruma peddler" is the orc's scorn for the Nikianites, of course, relative. Compared with the slang names of "Nord monkey", "Highland pig", "Two-legged sheep", it is already polite.

"Even me. It's impossible to design to this point." The young Khan of the Burning Blade clan suddenly showed a hierarchical smile that was different from that of most orc clans: "The current leader of Nilu is spoiled. An overly-savvy young man with great ambitions, he dared to obey Yin and Yin even the orders of the Nord Royal, and he would not pay attention to me. The young man who has been seen on the battlefield is still doing in Ariel and Ogg Between Ruima and Yuanyuan, the success of independence has created a dream of the Kingdom of Nilu, right? "

"Kingdom of Nilu? Hahaha, if it's a joke. Asog, your joke is really good." The orc giant throws down the knife in his hand, and it seems that he really heard something very interesting, flapping the ground and being unbearable .

The orc man's name is Gulock, or the orc warrior Gulock, known as the "crusher", Khan of the Tooth Tribe. This is a strong and prosperous Khan, one of the most courageous tribes of Khan in the entire prairie, and a clan leader who has a good relationship with the "Dragon Heart". In terms of blood, he is a distant cousin of Asoge, "Heart of the Dragon." Relatives of this degree are found in almost every clan leader of the orcs, which is not unusual.

"I'm just convinced that when all the great human powers are in chaos. There is no reason why only Nords can stay out of the situation." Asog added with a half-joking and half-serious attitude.

"People who are too confident in themselves and too confident in themselves are indeed a disturbing thing once they become leaders. It seems that this Niru leader is also the former, but, Asoq, Do n’t worry, you ’re still one of these people? ”The orc sitting on the left side of Gulock looks pretty old. The body is even a bit rickety, but the muscles on the body are still full of strong and tough spirit. The topaz-colored eyes are still as sharp as a sword, like an old tiger. Even when he is old, he is still the most powerful predator in the jungle, and sometimes he is often more pragmatic, fatal and dangerous than his young counterparts.

His name is Kruza, Khan of the Thunderclaw tribe, an old but still powerful energetic orc tribe leader.

"The people who are sitting here are willing to believe me and prepare to follow me to bet on." Assog said to the old orc, who is old enough to be his father, "Kruza Khan, like As you said to me when you left Orgrimmar, the father of the heavenly spirit and the descendants of the mother of the earth, the followers of the God of War, should at all times be firm in their goals. As long as you are determined, you must At this moment when the blood in the body is completely drained. "

"Then look at the blood value is not worth the drain." The old Khan did not move because of the other party's hot lines. At his age, his status should be considered more than just a "fight".

"It ’s okay to form an alliance with the undead. Although I do n’t like the skeletons and the rancid living corpses, the ancestors have at least the experience of fighting alongside them. But, Assorg, at least I need to know, even if we are with them. The battle completely destroyed the Federation ’s floating fleet and made great achievements that are hard to find. What can we get? ”Lao Khan said:“ The strategic center of gravity of the Celestial people is still in the Great Lakes area under our eyes. .Heiman River Valley? Dragon Claw Peninsula? These are separated by the natural hazards of a Namoa mountain range. Cattle and sheep do not eat grass, but want to nibble on the sand of the sky, this reason, I am afraid that many people can not understand. "

"Even if you want to nibble the grass in front of you, it is only if these cattle and sheep can really unite." The young orc Khan narrowed his eyes slightly, looking at the Khan, who seemed to be old and "careful": "We need victory, sir, and you understand why. If you really can't figure it out, you won't resolutely lead the soldiers of the Thunderblade clan to join here."

The old orc smiled, and a sly expression on his face flashed across his face: "I just simply want to know what the tribe warriors participating in this battle will be able to get after the battle. The future is too far away, and I I do n’t know if I can see that day, so do n’t think about it. ”

"... There are nearly 300,000 people in the Heman City Basin. The magicians in the sky regard this as their future strategic base in operation. It is conceivable how much wealth has been invested in it." Assog also revealed A joke that is also similar to the playfulness of a businessman: "After the battle, you can leave the knife unchecked, it depends on how much your ministries can get, don't play it off."

"This sentence is enough." Old Khan seemed to be very satisfied, regained his calm and steady style, and began to cut the barbecue slowly. The face of the market just like a small vendor just like a show. Hallucinations.

"Since we are here, we will definitely fight with you to the end. Assorg!" A young orc, even a few years younger than Assog, sat aside, using his knife to insert a piece of barbecue slowly Slowly burning on the fire: "I am also very interested in your combat plan. Such a rational use of troops should be the first time for the orcs. Whether it is as your friend or a tribe Khan, I ’m really interested to see where you Khan, who is least like an orc, can take us. "

"So, I just called you only. Thur, my dear friend." Asog smiled: "I would believe that the tribe Khan of this guy who is the 'most orc-like' guy is really not counted. many."

"I don't believe you, I just want to find a different enemy in a battle." Gullock laughed loudly.

"I don't believe you either, I just want to make a big deal for the tribe's winter." The old Cruza Khan grinned a few words.

"I'm just because of my personal interests." The youngest Khan present, the leader of the Storm clan, "The Son of the Wind" Thur, copying his hand: "If the facts can prove, it will only be established when our celestial people use the brain When we do immortal karma, our closed and suffering race will find a chance to change. "

At this time, a goshawk suddenly soared from the northern sky. It circled over the iron fist fortress for half a circle, and made a sharp long cue, and began to land, directly at the campfire surrounded by four Khan. It changed its shape in the air, and turned into a short and elaborate human figure. It fell in front of the Khan, kneeling on one knee.

In addition to his short stature, this is also a person with a typical orc look. He wore a beast bone shaman necklace on his chest, and went to pestle himself with a wooden cane. The muscles on his chest were **** orc totems and runes. Thick wings.

The Khan of the Burning Blade clan sucked all the bone marrow out of his own bones and bones ~ www.novelmtl.com ~ Then he clapped his hands and said, "Is it coming?"

"At the latest, tomorrow dawn will resist the northern pass of Iron Rock Canyon."

"What about the undead?"

"According to your original plan, you have been on standby at the predetermined location." The little shaman, who seemed to be a combination of orcs and birds, answered in a very loud voice.

"Very good." The young Khan stood up, looked at the other three Khan by the campfire, and issued a command with a natural tone: "Please everyone order, you must finish the dinner within half an hour, Within an hour, the whole team must go to their respective locations and wait according to the original plan. If you want to win, please come before the morning, everyone! "

The fireworks became more dense, and the aroma of meat and flour fluttered in the boiling smoke. The rebellious orcs seem to know that this will be the last dinner for many people-including the enemy, and of course their own. (To be continued)

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