Lord Roar

Chapter 268 Then what?And then what?

Tatar and several other high-ranking barbarians secretly envy Gonzalez, but it's useless to envy them. Either they are boys without a daughter, or they want to press their own daughter when they look at them. Straight to death on the ground.

Noticing that Tatar was sighing there, Allen squinted his eyes, and then remembered that the old magic stick had also mixed in with Gonzales. His eyes were not eyes and noses were not noses, so he scolded: "Your daughter was hit by a car and died. What are you doing sighing, you're so unlucky, and what are you doing here? You fucking want to play tricks?"

Tatar, who was said to be in pain, couldn't answer back. Who knew that everyone underestimated the bloodhoof chief, and was driven by greed to stage a drama of coercing the palace. In the end, he lost his face and was hung on a tree.

Seeing that the great wizard respected by the [-] barbarians was scolded by his son-in-law as if he was losing money, Gonzalez felt that the old guy was quite pitiful, and smoothed things over and said, "Chief Bloodhoof, Don't be disrespectful to the Tatar wizard, we have something to ask you."

As if changing his face, Allen immediately changed into a pre-marriage filial son-in-law look, and kept nodding in agreement.

When Tatar saw that Allen was no longer burying himself, he quickly changed the subject and said, "Chief Bloodhoof, I think you were teaching a group of foreigners just now. It seems to be an elf family?"

The two of you are quite strange. You went to the territory of the southern parish to have a fight, but why did you capture a large group of elves?

"Oh, you said those gang leaders...beast elves." Allen nodded.

"Beast spirit?" Gonzalez and Tatar Qiqi took a breath, and at the same time confirmed the guess in their hearts.

As a barbarian on the ancient wilderness, the Great Chief tribe's eyeliner can be said to be all over the wilderness, especially observing every move of the Bloodhoof tribe.

Moreover, the sphere of influence of the Southern Diocese is close to the Great Wilderness, and the fight there is in full swing, and the Great Chief tribe has already known about it.

But firstly, Beamon was beating up the southern parish, and secondly, they didn't know that Bloodhoof Camp had joined the war at the beginning. It's best to hang up.

Moreover, it was the portal that left the Bloodhoof tribe at that time, so the Great Chief tribe and other tribes did not dare to act rashly without knowing it.

If it weren't for the fact that a group of tall giants on the battlefield were too eye-catching, the messengers of the Great Chieftain Tribe who observed the battle recognized that the group of giants belonged to the Bloodhoof Tribe, and the other barbarians would not have known that the Bloodhoof Tribe was also involved.

After all, the entire barbarian tribe is only the bloodhoof tribe, which has a large group of idlers who eat tons of food and drink water.

At that time, the Great Chief tribe really wanted to issue a call-up order for battle. After all, there were so many Beamon orcs. The army was wiped out.

It's not that they have a good relationship with the Bloodhoof camp, on the contrary, everyone can't wait for Chief Bloodhoof to die in battle.

But once the Bloodhoof camp is over, let alone the cubs of the beasts, they will also learn some shit fighting spirit and magic, which will affect the future development of the [-] barbarians.

And everyone didn't have any scruples anymore, anyway, Beamon had nothing to do with bringing a large group of liger guards to attack the small tribes outside, and the two sides had already torn their faces.

But by the time the Great Chief tribe was ready to send support after receiving the news, the Bloodhoof tribe and the Beamon orcs had also finished fighting, so there was no need for Manstein and others to worry about it.

Besides, Alan didn't count on other tribes, and the Great Chief tribe was purely winking at the blind.

But no one knows how the specific process was fought and how much the Bloodhoof tribe lost. After much deliberation, everyone thinks that there may be some special reason for the Beamon orcs to retreat early, so the Bloodhoof camp has recovered a life. After all The comparison of troops is there.

But when Allen said that he had captured a large group of beast elves, the two of them were a little dumbfounded.

Unlike other races, the barbaric ancient plains are adjacent to Beamon's territory, so the barbarians know more about the specific situation on Beamon's side than humans.

After all, there is always constant friction between the two forces.

Especially Beamon No.1 handsome Mourinho, the Great Chief tribe also has a more detailed source of information, and has also heard about several special arms under his command. Learned about it in detail.

Tatar asked in a trance: "Mourinho, Beamon No. 1 handsome Mourinho's beast elf archer?"

"Ah, what's the matter, you know it too?" Allen was amused. He didn't expect this old magician to know Mourinho and the beast elves.

He thought that the other party only knew how to dance every day to fool other barbarians.

Allen underestimated Tatar, this old magic stick was once a desperate master, more than ten years ago Beamon's liger and tiger guards always sneaked up on small tribes around the wasteland.

Tatar, an old magic stick, ran to the front line regardless of his own life and death, and just danced under the nose of others to encourage the morale of the army.

At that time, Beamon's liger and tiger guards were also dumbfounded. They were fighting well, but suddenly an old man jumped out and danced without saying a word, still dancing at the front line.

Not to mention, ever since this old guy started to dance to the gods with the sword, the morale of the other barbarians was greatly boosted, and they kept defeating Beamon's liger and tiger guards.

Tatar played two roles. One was to inspire the morale of the army, making a large group of barbarians think that he was possessed by the god of war, and their morale was high.

The second function is that the old magic stick has attracted the attention of many lion and tiger guards, and the ecstasy of the dance made many Beamon warriors suffer from embarrassment.

Just like you and a group of younger brothers to make an appointment with someone else, the two groups fight, suddenly an old man pops up, and then starts to dance in the square next to it, it's hard not to pay attention, because it's too weird.

When Conzalez saw Alan admit it, he hurriedly pulled Alan to sit down, and said with a little reproach: "Reckless, too reckless, why didn't you talk to me first about such a big matter... and the great chief in advance The tribe is discussing and discussing."

Allen rolled his eyes. Little Zach was lost. I asked Manstein to discuss it. He is not Little Zach's father.

Tatar nodded, and said in a stern tone: "For many years, as long as you don't set foot on the ancient wilderness, no matter whether it is the Holy See or the Beamon orcs, our barbarians will not help each other. You will implicate all the barbarians in this way."

Allen stroked his beard stubble, and I will be able to teach me a few words from my future father-in-law, what the hell are you?

Seeing that this guy was about to start scolding again, Gonzalez hurriedly asked: "What's going on? This time, Tatar and I came to understand what's going on on behalf of the chief tribe. Are the Mongolian orcs fighting?"

"Oh, don't mention it." Allen slapped his thigh and said: "The situation was too urgent at the time, and I had no choice but to do so. The situation was extremely urgent."

Tatar and Gonzalez nodded. No matter how they judged Chief Bloodhoof in their hearts, they could not deny that this guy is a smart person. Generally, smart people don't do stupid things. It seems that the situation was really urgent at the time. .

"And then?" Gonzalez asked patiently.

"Then? Oh, then I was so anxious, old Zack was also in a hurry, if I didn't go, old Zack would go too, I can't let the old chief follow me, I'm so old, you say It is to."

Gonzalez and Tatar looked at each other and nodded. Old Zac, as the chief of the previous generation, was a relatively stable man anyway. Even old Zac was so anxious to step on the battlefield in person, it must be a last resort.

"And then what?"

Allen continued: "Then I went, but I was surrounded by heavy siege. It didn't work at all, so I let Tutu, forget it, and you didn't know who it was, so I reported it anyway, and then everyone Just go and save me, so I have no choice but to fight the Beamon orcs."

"Well, after that?"

"Well, the commander-in-chief of the other side is Mourinho, the No. After entering the battlefield, there is really no way to say the outcome, after all, so many priests have not yet exerted their full strength, and the opponent still has a reserve team of thousands of people."

Gonzalez and Tatar were a little confused. After listening for a long time, they still didn't understand.

"No, that, Chief Bloodhoof." Gonzalez asked with a confused face: "I want to ask, why did you participate in the war between the Beamon orcs and the Holy See?"

"Because the situation is urgent." Allen said naturally.

"What is the emergency?"

"Oh." Allen pointed to little Zach who was playing in the mud in the distance and said, "Because little Zach is lost."

Gonzalez and Tatar were stunned for half a second, and then almost spat out a mouthful of old blood.

Rely on you. Mom, rely on you. Mom, no wonder even old Zack is in a hurry. It turns out that this old man lost his son.

Tens of thousands of people fought on a large scale, the three forces got mixed together, and the Holy Light Fortress in the southern parish almost fell. All of this was lost because of a fucking kid playing with mud?
The two old men wanted to grab Alan's neck and ask, tell everyone, how did you find a lost half-grown child on the battlefield between the Holy See and the Beamon army?
Gonzalez stared blankly at little Zach, who was buried in the mud. He also wanted to ask, why the hell did you go to the southern parish, why didn't you just stay in the camp and run around, what's the matter, The mud in the southern parish is bright in color and the mud is fragrant. There is not enough mud in the camp for you to play with, so why don’t you go there?
Allen didn't notice the expressions of the two of them, and said to himself: "But fortunately, the child was found after all, and he was not injured."

Gonzalez felt a little stuffy in his chest. Is this the problem of Zack getting back or not?
Tatar thinks it is better to stand up and walk around. He is afraid that he will not be able to bear with Allen for a while. Although he knows that his old arms and legs are not good enough for him, and although he has been dancing all year round, he still maintains a good body, but the blood hoof The camp is different from other tribes. Just like him, it is difficult to fight with a bunch of plain dwarves, because the dwarves in the bloodhoof camp carry a poisoned crossbow with them.

The two people who finally understood the cause and effect of all this had colorful expressions on their faces. It turned out that it was because of the dead boy Zack who was running around.

Seeing the two of them seemed a little unhappy, Allen made up the knife again, and asked puzzledly: "Oh, that's okay, next time little Zach gets lost, I will say hello to you in advance and go find it again, but I'm afraid that the old Zack can't wait."

Tatar rolled his eyes, Manstein is not Zach's father, why do you want him?
Gonzalez felt that it was better not to pester little Zac with this question anymore. He was afraid that his heart would not be able to bear it for a while, so he took a few deep breaths before asking about the specific battle process.

(End of this chapter)