Bandhir City.

This city has a typical orc style, with a hint of practicality in its roughness.

The city wall is made of wood and soil, several meters high. Near the city wall, there are totem poles from various beast tribes erected.

These totem poles are not for decoration, but shamans have cast magic on them, so that they can serve as guards in the event of an enemy invasion.

The careless orcs who do not pursue details will not deliberately build roads. Even the road leading to the city gate was built by a large number of people.

This highlights the saying "There is no road in the world, but when there are more people walking, there is a road."

Bandhir City used to be a relatively closed city with inconvenient transportation. Except for a few caravans, few outsiders came to Bandhir City every year.

Thanks to the emergence of the undead caravans, the Orc Empire has undergone major changes in a short period of time. However, merchants are very sensitive to interests and business opportunities. Various commodities are rapidly circulated in the Orc Empire along with the undead caravans.

The circulation of goods also makes people move.

The relatively closed city also ushered in a crowded scene. People from outside came in and out every day, making Bandhir City lively.

At the beginning, the residents in the city were a little uncomfortable with it, but as the goods became more abundant, they also adapted to the outsiders.

What the Mede people saw was a lively and prosperous scene. People were coming in and out of the city gate all the time, and there were even queues. Various animal carts were walking on the road, transporting goods. The roars of animals and the shouts of people were endless.

Although they have not yet entered the city, they can already see the prosperity in the city.

The warrior leader looked at the bustling Bandhir City and said with surprise in his tone, "This place is developing very well. Their population is very large."

A smile appeared on Magician Med's face and he said softly, "This is good, it means that the Ancestral God will have more believers, more people will sing and praise him, and his glory will shine in more people's eyes."

On the body, we will restore our former glory, and the inferior slaves will restore our civilization."

He had just observed carefully that there were many burly people among the orcs. These were the best slaves and could be used in many places. Whether it was to help them cultivate land, plant trees, or build homes, they were all the best.

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The magician is very satisfied with this world. The soil here is very fertile, there is such a large population, and it is still so weak. The Med tribe will re-establish their home here. Although the former temple has decayed due to time, it does not matter. Civilization

It's always making progress.

"Let's go into the city and have a look."

The magician said to the warrior behind him and led the people towards the direction of Bandhir City.

They have changed their attire. Before the Meide tribe has fully intervened in this world, they are isolated and helpless, so vigilance is a must.

The Mede people have put on hooded robes and covered their bodies. The hood covers their head and face, and the short antlers and hooves underneath are not exposed. They look no different from the humans who hide their whereabouts.

The magic is released on the hooded robes. Even if you look closely, you can't see their faces clearly. You will only see a mass of darkness. As long as they don't reveal themselves, others can't even detect them.

This kind of attire is what they often use in other worlds.

Following the flow of people, the Mede people walked onto the main road.

Pedestrians on the road are walking in a hurry. Even if you are curious about them, you just take a look at them and don't care too much.

There have been a lot of people lately, and you can see a lot of strange people, but as long as these people follow the rules, others won't be too curious.

There are many branches in the orc tribe, and many of the orc branches have their own customs. Who knows if they might cause trouble if they take another look at them.

The Med tribesmen arrived at the gate of Bandhir City smoothly.

There is no tax required to enter the city, and people can come and go as they please. Even the two guards at the city gate are leaning against the city wall, looking like they are about to fall asleep. Their weapons are held in their arms, showing no signs of vigilance at all.

"The guards here are actually so lax."

There was dissatisfaction in the voice of the warrior leader. In his eyes, these orcs were an inferior race and they had even forgotten the basic norms of warriors.

The magician was noncommittal and indifferent. Just as he was about to step into the city, he heard someone from behind shouting, "Get out of the way, the caravan is coming! Get out of the way!"

The surrounding orcs were not surprised by this, so they naturally stood on both sides of the road and gave way to the road. Instead, it was the Med tribe and his party. They had just arrived in this world and did not even know what the caravan meant.

Standing at the gate of the city, there was no action, but it was highlighted.

At this time, the two lazy orc guards had stood up straight and raised their weapons. Seeing the caravan approaching, the men in black robes blocked the city gate and suddenly shouted, "Hey, you guys

, yes, don’t look at others, I’m talking about you, what are you doing, are you deaf? Can’t hear the caravan coming?”

As he spoke, an orc guard stepped forward and pushed towards the magician.

The Mede warrior leader instantly became vigilant and tightened his grip on his spear. Just when he was about to make a move, he saw the magician's obscure gesture, telling him not to move.

The orc guard did not push the magician, but he dodged it. This made the guard even more angry, "How dare you hide! Do you want to die?"

Just when he pointed his weapon at the magician and planned to teach him a lesson, his companion walked up to him, punched him, pointed at the caravan that had stopped not far away and said, "What are you doing?

Things, hurry up and drive people away, it will delay the caravan, and neither of us will get anything good to eat."

After being reminded by his companion, the orc guard reacted, slapped his head, and shouted to the Med tribe, "Go, go, don't block it, get out of the way."

The magician nodded to the warrior behind him, and the group moved out of the way. Like the other orcs, they stood beside the road and watched the mighty caravan pass by.

The warrior leader looked at the passing caravan, frowned, turned sideways and approached the magician, and whispered in a low voice, "I feel a familiar aura, it's the people I've seen before, they are undead."

The aura of the undead is unique. As long as the Med tribe sees it once, they will never forget it. The magician also noticed it and nodded, indicating that he should be calm and continue to observe.

The Med tribe had also come into contact with the undead during the conquest period, and had wars with the undead. They were one of the few tribes that left a particularly deep impression on them.

According to the records, the undead have various branches, and the population is so large that it makes one’s head numb. In the words of the ancestors’ records, “No matter how many undead we kill, it will have no effect. They will continue to kill us until we are all gone.”

We drown".

Not only did it have a large population, but it also lacked high-end combat capabilities. The wars in those years were very difficult.

The last time they saw Li Ziyu, they had already recognized the identity of the undead, and the Mede people were already on guard.

But they have no choice.

They must return to this world.

In other words, they must expand.

I have been away for too long, and the resources of the Ancestral God World are not unlimited. Without more world support, both development and population have been greatly restricted, and with development, resources have become less and less, and this continues.

, the Meide tribe may be at risk of genocide.

They would rather have another dispute with the undead than die like this.

The undead caravan entered Bandhir City in a mighty manner, and the Med tribe used this time to observe the expressions on the faces of the people around them.

"Why are they not afraid of the undead? Has this place been conquered by the undead?" The warrior leader observed for a while and found that the expressions on the faces of the surrounding orcs were quite strange.

The orcs have no anger or fear, but are instead full of enthusiasm and happiness.

The warrior leader was puzzled.

In ancient records, the undead are the enemies of all living things. Wherever they pass, all living things disappear and everything will turn into a place of death.

These are obviously undead, but why are the orcs happy?

"Caravan!"

"The caravan is coming~~~~"

After the undead caravan entered the city, a large number of orcs immediately gathered around it. Some orc children ran back and forth around the caravan, shouting happily and spontaneously acting as loudspeakers.

When the undead caravan first entered the city, the orcs were still afraid and no children were willing to approach them. However, after experiencing it several times, their attitude changed 180°.

Especially children. According to the rules, the undead will sometimes give out candies to children.

What do children know? Anyone who gives candy is a good person!

The caravan entered the market as usual. Several skeletal undead were standing at the entrance of the market holding wooden boxes. The children's eyes suddenly lit up and they surrounded the undead holding the boxes.

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"sugar!"

"Will you give us candy?"

"Candy is given!"

The children jumped up and down happily, watching the skeletal undead slowly grab handfuls of candies from the wooden box, swarm up to divide the candies, and then continue to wait eagerly.

The adult orcs just watched this scene with a smile on their faces. They did not stop the child, but allowed the child to receive candies from the undead skeletons. They entered the market to see what products were available this time.

The Mede clansmen who were ignored followed the crowd into Bandhir City and wandered around curiously.

In the past, their wandering behavior might have aroused the suspicion of the orcs, but now the orcs were all attracted by the caravan, and no one paid attention to a few strangers.

The magician led the warrior around the streets and alleys of Bandhir City. He had no special purpose, but simply wanted to understand the life of the orcs.

After walking through a few streets, the warrior leader was disappointed and said in a very dissatisfied tone, "A group of barbaric races. Their city is dirty and devoid of beauty, and they even destroy the natural atmosphere."

The magician chuckled lightly, his eyes passing over several orc houses, and said softly, "Isn't that better? We will bring civilization. When they enjoy civilization, these orcs will understand the greatness of the ancestor gods."

Ruined houses, muddy streets, and the whole city is filled with a stench.

From the perspective of the warrior leader, there is no problem in saying that this place is a pigsty, but the magician is right. When the contrast is created, the orcs will trust the ancestor god even more.

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The endless grassland is still beautiful.

On the roof of the Castle of the Dead, Li Ziyu leaned on the wall with both hands and looked at the sea of ​​grass. He frowned and said to himself, "It's so quiet, Peng. Still no news?"
To be continued...