At night, the leader of the barbarian slaves, Ingrid, was waiting at the agreed place for the half-elf traitor who came to meet him.
This is a withered forest. All the trees and vegetation have died due to insect pests or other reasons, leaving behind shriveled trunks swaying in the howling night wind, like ghosts with teeth and claws, which makes people shudder.
The advantage of the dead forest is that it has a wide field of vision, allowing both parties to see each other clearly without having to worry about an ambush. She has been waiting for almost half a month for the meeting point selected by Ingrid himself, and there are also elite barbarian fighters, butchers, and battle shamans.
A total of more than ten people were responsible for the security mission and stayed with her here for half a month.
According to the agreement between the two parties, tonight is the deadline for negotiations. If the half-elf traitor does not come, they will have to go back until dawn.
Ingrid walked back and forth under a dead tree with some anxiety. On the one hand, she was worried that the half-elf traitor failed to rescue her husband Yog; on the other hand, she did not expect that the chieftain Quel'n'gla of the Rock would be alone.
He ran over and said he wanted to see with his own eyes those cultists who were willing to cooperate with the orcs.
It was Ingrid's suggestion to rescue the half-orcs and barbarian captives, ostensibly to test the sincerity and ability of the half-elf cultists. If the other party couldn't do this, there was no need to cooperate. However, she was taking advantage of it.
The power of the Split Rock Clan and the Frostblade Clan is just to rescue Yog.
None of the butchers, barbarian warriors and battle shamans who traveled with him doubted Ingrid's true purpose. They were unintelligent and arrogant, and despised the half-elf cultists. They all believed that they should be tested, so they were played by Ingrid.
On the palm of your hand.
Quel'n'Gara is different. He is the most powerful and cunning Orc butcher Ingrid has ever seen. When Yog appears here, Quel'n'Gara should be able to think about what the barbarian consultant he values is doing.
What.
As a half-elf slave owner, if even the most favored barbarian slave girl dares to serve the public good for personal gain, the consequences will be very serious, and she may even need to be hanged in public to prove that the master's authority cannot be offended. As for what kind of reaction Quel'n'Gara will have,
Ingrid can't predict now.
But she will never regret her decision. Yog is the most important, and it was the great heavenly spirit who gave her enlightenment.
In addition, the blue-skinned barbarian boy is Ingrid's most beloved husband, and she has an inseparable feeling for him.
When necessary, I can show the power given to me by the heavenly spirit, for my king...
Ingrid thought to herself. She touched her left wrist and gently rubbed a small scar under her wrist that resembled a lightning pattern with her thumb. Feeling the extraordinary power contained in her blood, her heart gradually calmed down.
Quel'n'Gara sat cross-legged under a tree stump not far away, surrounded by several battle shamans and butchers. In the team, several other barbarian warriors were on guard outside the withered forest. Compared with the half-orcs' lax performance, the barbarians' performance
more self-disciplined.
Orcs are stupid and simple-minded. Even high-level orcs such as battle shamans and butchers do not know how to fight for power and profit. They do not even have the concept of private property in their minds, everything is for the benefit of the clan.
Quel'n'Gara never has to worry about his butchers and shamans betraying him. Unless he encounters a challenger, it will be an open fight. Only the winner is king, and there is no intrigue.
The situation of the barbarians is different from that of the orcs. Although both sides share a common ancestor, they worship Donar, the sky spirit, and respect the earth mother. Legend has it that Donar, the sky spirit, turned some orcs into smart barbarians.
Precisely because of their clever minds, the barbarians' minds are very complex.
Even though Quel'ngra had opened up his wisdom, he still couldn't guess what the barbarian slave girl Ingrid was thinking.
This is very interesting, even a challenge.
Quel'ngra felt that Ingrid could help him become smarter, and the barbarian female slaves were all weak and they were no threat. Therefore, the chief of the Split Rock Clan was willing to see Ingrid give full play to her intelligence.
However, today's contact with the half-elf cultist is very important to the subsequent war of the Split Rock Clan. Quel'n'Gara must come forward in person to verify the authenticity before he can rest assured.
Quel'Engara had been waiting for most of the night, but no sign of the half-elf cultist was seen. He finally couldn't bear it and called his advisor over.
"Ingrid."
The leader of the barbarian female slaves was stunned for a moment, then looked back at Chief Split Rock, then turned around and walked over, saying respectfully: "Chief, what do you want me to do?"
Several butchers and battle shamans looked at Ingrid with contempt. They believed that the respectful gesture of the barbarian slave girl was a sign of weakness, and that being weak was a shame and only needed to be suppressed, unworthy of respect and sympathy.
Quelngra knew that Ingrid retained the habit of being a slave girl, but this did not hinder her mind and knowledge at all.
"Why do you keep wandering around?" Chief Split Rock asked.
As soon as he opened his mouth, several butchers and battle shamans did not dare to speak, otherwise they would surely take the opportunity to insult and suppress Ingrid in order to establish their higher status in the heart of the chief.
High-level orcs are not completely devoid of scheming, they just don't have too many tricks and are very simple.
Ingrid lowered his head and did not meet the eyes of Chief Split Rock, and replied: "I'm worried that those half-elf cultists won't come."
"That's what I'm worried about too."
Quel'ngra's voice became stern, with dissatisfaction in his tone, "You know, if we want to defeat the half-elf army, we must get the help of those cultists. The Mother's Bone Burning Divination has shown that the half-elf cultists are indeed victorious.
The key. Why do you still test them? If they can't complete your test, is our cooperation gone?"
Ingrid raised his head and said with great certainty: "Chief, I don't know how to explain...If there is no test, the half-elf cultists will not believe that Split Rock and Frost Blade are willing to cooperate with them...Half-elves are different from us.
, they are very suspicious, and the test represents a cautious cooperative attitude."
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Doing divination... If there are no prisoners, then there is no need to rescue, so I proposed that the rescue test is actually not difficult. I don't expect the cultists to bring back any orcs or barbarians. However, if they complete the test and rescue the prisoners,
Then we can use the captives’ experiences in Echo Town to verify whether the intelligence provided by the cultists is credible.”
The Rockcracker Orcs and Frostblade Barbarians have no idea what is going on in Echo Town. The half-elf cultists can say whatever they want. If they bring an Orc or Barbarian prisoner out of Echo Town, it would be hard to make up nonsense.
It was created randomly.
Ingrid asked to rescue the orcs or barbarian captives. The cultists can understand the reason.
This means that if they fail to pass Ingrid's test, it will be difficult for the orcs to believe in their sincerity.
Therefore, they must try their best to complete the mission of rescuing the captives. Even if all the orcs and barbarian captives in Echo Town have been killed, they must wait for the half-elves to capture new captives before rescuing them.
Quel'n'Gara thought for a while and could probably understand Ingrid's intention. However, even if his butchers and battle shaman tried their best to use their brains, they were still confused by Ingrid's logic.
"Well, I think you're right."
Hearing Chief Split Rock's statement, Ingrid quietly breathed a sigh of relief. She had given a lot of foreshadowing in her statement just now. Even if Yog was rescued by the cultists, Chief Quel'n'gra should not be able to see that she was acting for the sake of public benefit.
Question?
Quel'ngra continued to wait for a while, then suddenly raised his head, looked to the west, then grinned and said: "Okay, those half-elves are here."
The half-orc chief's perception was extraordinary. Although there was no movement around him, he discovered the arrival of the half-elf cultists in advance.
Ingrid was refreshed and quickly walked a few steps to the west of the forest, then stopped. There were barbarian warriors standing guard in that direction, so he would naturally lead the way for the "guests".
Several female half-orc shamans around the Butcher Chief quietly escaped. They are agile assassins and always like to hide in the dark and wait for opportunities.
There was a sound of rustling footsteps getting closer and closer, and as expected, the burly and strong barbarian warrior led a group of half-elves over.
They all wore gray-brown cotton armor. This kind of full-body light armor has the advantages of keeping warm, breathable, strong and durable. Although the defense is not as good as studded hard leather armor, it can prevent snake and insect bites and tree branch scratches, and the cost is not high.
, so it is especially favored by half-elf adventurers.
Ingrid tried hard to find Yog among the half-elves dressed as adventurers. At this time, a half-elf came out and said hello, "Hello, leader Ingrid, I am Herman... Let's meet again.
As he said, he pulled out a guy wearing the same clothes from the team, took off his wind mask and hood, and continued: "We've brought the person you want as well!"
When Ingrid saw the unhappy Yog, her worries suddenly turned into joy. Just when she was about to speak, she saw Herman's face suddenly changed, and then a ferocious aura surged out from behind her.
It was like a flood that swept through the half-elf team, and even the dead leaves on the ground drifted with this breath.
The weak blood-rage talent of the barbarian female slave leader was ignited by the ferocious aura. She felt a steady flow of power, and turned around in shock to find Quel'ngra holding a giant ax horizontally, exuding an extremely ferocious aura. Several butchers around him also
Their eyes were red, they were aroused with blood rage, and they entered the state before the battle.
The Orc Butcher has an innate ability called the will to kill, which can actively stimulate his own blood rage, gain a huge increase in defense and attack power, and at the same time oppress the enemy's mind. The feeling is equivalent to an invisible sharp blade against the enemy's heart.
Heart, causing the target to have the illusion that they will be killed by the Orc Butcher if they move.
Who would have thought that Quel'n'Gara could already materialize the will to kill and unleash it on both the enemy and ourselves.
However, the half-elves did not seem to be particularly seriously affected, and Quel'ngra did not immediately order an attack, allowing the other party to draw their weapons and regain control of Yog as a hostage.
The atmosphere became tense, and the half-elves were obviously the suppressed party in the face of the sixth-level slaughterer's will to kill.
Due to the will and power displayed by Quel'Engara, Ingrid was particularly confused, but could no longer finish thinking. The awakened bloodrage talent was forcing his body and mind into the most frenzied fighting state.
Another half-elf besides Herman jumped out of the team. He was bare-handed, strong and cold, and faced off with the chief of the Rock Splitter from afar. His own momentum continued to rise in the face of the will to kill, as if he was receiving the red iron struck by a hammer to remove impurities.
Made into materials.
Ingrid seemed to see the yellow sand in the sky, dry and hot; there was also the collision of iron and blood, the fall of one life and the sublimation of another life; the fighting half-elves had overcome the fear of death and enjoyed the pleasure of fighting.
, but also to win the glory of victory.
A gladiatorial arena shines into the real withered forest, and even the smell of the environment changes.
This is of course an illusion, an illusion that resembles a dream.
After Ingrid regained his ability to think, he discovered that the forest was still a forest without the illusion of a gladiatorial arena. Quel'ngra also released his will to kill and led the butchers to sit on the ground again, as if nothing had happened.
The half-elves on the opposite side put away their weapons, and Herman, the leader, pushed the blue-skinned barbarian to Ingrid's side.
Naturally, Yinggri was surprised and delighted. He caught the staggering Yog and asked in a low voice whether he was injured or restrained.
Riding the barbarian slave girl leader to inspect the "cargo," Victor, whose face was covered, quietly asked Ruth, "Do you know what's going on?"
Ruth smiled bitterly and said: "When our sisters suddenly saw Quel'Engara, they subconsciously used the enemy mark on him. As a result, he reacted immediately... It may be very intense, but that's for us. In fact, it may be
A small lesson for the massacre."
"I'm sorry...it's all our fault." Jessica took the initiative to admit her mistake, apologized to Victor, and then added: "We misjudged Quail Engla and looked at Kent wrongly. We didn't expect that he had already mastered it.
That kind of ability..."
Victor's heart moved and he asked in a low voice: "It felt like a dream just now. Is that because of Kent?"