Half-orcs have demonic blood and demonic characteristics in their bodies. For example, lower-level demons absolutely obey upper-level demons, and lower-level half-orcs also obey higher-level half-orcs. After all, the ancestors of half-orcs are "tools" created by the abyssal demons, so they are not ready to let go.
They are free.
Orcs are very obedient at the cost of intelligence. The intelligence of the Mother and the Butcher is higher than that of the Shaman and the Fighter; the intelligence of the Shaman and the Fighter is higher than that of the genderless coolie.
If we talk about the average level of intelligence, even excluding the orc coolies, the Sky Barbarians are much smarter than the orcs. Most junior orc fighters can only do addition operations within 20, which is exactly the sum of the fingers and toes. If
To do subtraction questions, they might chop off their fingers or toes, which is really a bit difficult for orcs.
The barbarians' physical strength, martial arts, intelligence, and tactics are all superior to those of the orcs, but they have their own problems.
On the one hand, the fertility of the barbarians is relatively low. It takes one year for an adult woman to be pregnant, one year for lactation, and only one child for two years. The length of the fertility cycle is second only to the Hemer tribe, and not as good as the Disa half-elf.
The gestation period of an orc mother is 7 months, and the lactation period is 6 months, and she can give birth to 6 or 7 cubs in less than a year. Orc cubs grow very fast. Coolies start working at the age of five, and fighters start working at the age of ten.
You can go out hunting with your tribe. Female shamans take a relatively long time to develop. When they are about 12 years old, they learn from the elder mothers how to make their own cursed bone blades.
Half-orcs also have the advantage that if the warriors and battle shamans in the tribe suffer losses, coolies will quickly fill their vacancies.
Therefore, it is natural for the barbarians in the Blackfire Tribe to be oppressed by the orcs.
The most important problem is that primitive beliefs cannot condense the light of civilization.
The goddess sect of the Disa Alliance has long been dismissed, but the famous highland families still spare no effort to maintain this sign, proving that the major city-states are a whole. Even the meanest half-elf slave will shout: The earth goddess is above. There are very few earth temples.
Ask how slaves and poor people are doing.
The barbarians are smart and independent, but one territory cannot support the entire tribe. They will separate some of the population, open up new territories, and form new barbarian tribes. Primitive beliefs cannot unite the barbarian tribes into a group, and blood ties cannot last long.
.The barbarian tribes with a population of several hundred are weak in resisting risks and may be doomed one day. Due to the lack of time accumulation, the barbarian tribes have never been able to develop their own civilization, resulting in severe involution.
Tribes are intertwined with each other, and tribes are intertwined with each other. Barbarian leaders will imitate orc tribes to create artificial classes. Thin barbarian boys must be circumcised, and extra girls are sold. Although resources are concentrated in the hands of a few barbarians, the entire
The tribe paid the price with bloodshed.
The invasion of the Split Rock Tribe is an unpredictable opportunity for the Barbarian Tribe of Lake Braun, with both good and bad sides. At least, more than a dozen barbarian tribes in the Lake Braun Basin have united together. And the current situation is even more disturbing.
The intelligence and opinion of the barbarians highlight their advantages.
In the battle with the Earth Lord, the high-level orcs of the Split Rock Tribe suffered heavy casualties. More than half of the more than forty butchers were killed and everyone was injured. Almost all the shamans who participated in the battle were wiped out. Quel'n'Gara had just been promoted to the sixth level of the Slayer. He needed
As time stabilizes his realm, the light of spirituality is also reminding him, can the Orc Chief of the Blackfire Tribe tolerate a newly promoted sixth-level killer? If the Blackfire Chief cannot tolerate potential competitors, what should he do?
Now, Quel'ngra was in no mood to do unnecessary things, so thousands of crack rock orcs were in chaos. They were wandering around the town of Braun, grabbing what they liked when they saw it. A half-orc fighter took the half-elf waitress
He put his underwear on his head and was chased half a street by a dozen jealous companions.
That thing has no use... The barbarian warriors despised the ignorant orcs while hurriedly plundering supplies from Braun Town.
The barbarians also lost many powerful fighters and warriors, and even the shaman Luo Ya was killed by the earth lord. In grief, the barbarian warriors could only take away more wealth to be worthy of their sacrificed compatriots. They did not need to command,
Spontaneously formed small groups and looted everywhere in Braun Town.
Braun Town has a history of more than 30 years and has never been visited by barbarian marauders. The main reason is that the women of the Hemer tribe are too fierce. As long as the barbarian marauders approach Braun Town for 20 kilometers, they will be attacked by a group of female Hemer warriors.
Chase. You can imagine how much wealth has been accumulated in Braun Town in more than thirty years.
In the eyes of the barbarians, the bricks in Braun Town are all good things, but they want more gold and silver treasures, cotton and animal skins, armament grain, herbal raw materials, and the most critical iron materials.
The iron grille of the city gate of Braun Town weighs 30,000 pounds each. The two iron grates of the front gate are under the eyes of Chief Liyan, and the barbarian warriors dare not attack them, but there is another iron grille in Braun Town.
The front door is exactly the same as the back door.
A group of strong barbarian warriors quickly passed through the messy streets. Their goal was very clear, heading straight for the back gate of Braun Town.
"Quickly, go up to the city tower first and see if the winch on the iron grid can still be used. There may be weapons and equipment left behind by the half-elves in the city tower!" The second-level barbarian warrior led his men and rushed up the steps beside the city wall, grabbing the
Several orc warriors blocking the way pushed them down, letting them fall freely into the thick snow.
Both are fighters, and there is a big gap between half-orcs and barbarians. Half-orc fighters are better because of their strong explosive power, and the blood rage talent can reduce damage, but the basic strength of barbarians is several times theirs. Barbarian warriors are not only physically strong, but also proficient in martial arts.
Level 2 half-orc warriors may not even be able to defeat the skilled half-elf awakened warriors, while ordinary barbarian warriors directly compete with level 3 professionals. Even barbarian warriors without the talent of awakened blood rage can confront level 2 half-elves head-on.
Professional.
This group of barbarian warriors did not hesitate at all to attack the rock-cracking orcs, and were not afraid that they would go to the butcher to complain, because ordinary orc warriors are notoriously simple-minded. They might not even know who pushed them down the stairs.
Can't figure it out.
The second-level barbarian warrior climbed up the city wall excitedly. He smelled the smell of kerosene outside the city tower, and his instinct reminded him that there was danger inside the city tower.
However, his mind had just been oppressed by the earth lord, and his reaction to danger became slow. He held a round shield across his chest and rushed in. But the next moment, he turned around and walked out, taking only two steps. The other barbarians
The soldier saw that his burly and strong body was split into two even pieces from the middle.
The blood covered the internal organs and slipped from the smooth and neat wounds, steaming with steam. The barbarian warriors felt a chill that penetrated into their bones.
Not long after, Locke, the warrior of the heavenly spirit, carried his big stone hammer to the back gate tower. He took a look at the miserable dead fellow warriors, then stepped over the two corpses and walked into the tower that was as silent as a tomb.
The smell inside was strong and pungent. It was the smell of blood, gastrointestinal contents, tobacco, charcoal fire, and kerosene. Boss Bottom had a pipe in his mouth, sitting on a wooden barrel, with his left leg crossed and his right leg crossed.
, there were two gleaming scimitars across his knees, and there was a pool of blood around him. The remains of several barbarian warriors were lying in a mess on the floor tiles. They died like the second-level barbarian warriors outside, their strong bodies were
The sharp blade cut open the wound, leaving blood and internal organs flowing all over the floor.
Locke, the warrior of the heavenly spirit, could still sense a sharp and fierce energy lingering in the tower, which was the manifestation of the swordsman's will. But he didn't care and stepped into the tower, just like an elephant breaking into a painter's house.
The artistic conception inside the studio was instantly destroyed.
"A very sharp scimitar... Red Lion Bottom!" Locke punched the stone hammer of astonishing weight on the floor tiles, holding the handle of the hammer with both hands, staring fiercely at the old swordsman sitting on the barrel.
Bottom felt the deep hatred of the Heavenly Spirit Warriors towards him, and he asked in surprise: "There are three Heavenly Spirit Warriors among the Barbarians of Lake Braun, which one are you?"
Locke said in fluent half-elf language: "I am Locke of the Blade Tooth Department, the son of Urlock."
A few barbarian raiders can speak half-elven language, which is of great help to their raiding operations.
Bartom frowned, nodded, and said sadly: "Urlock...I remember him, Urlock the Nightmare Spreader, a powerful heavenly spirit fighter. Even if he died in Sarah's hands in the end,
I often see him in my nightmares. Haha, Urlock asked me to give up my adventurous career, and now, his son comes to me for revenge. This is really interesting."
Twenty years ago was the most active period for barbarian raiders in the Braun Lake Basin. This was because the Heavenly Spirit Warrior Urlock led his men to specifically attack armed caravans coming and going from Braun Town, and never failed.
The famous family in Luoye City suffered heavy losses in Braun Town, and the Adventurer's Guild placed a bounty of 100,000 gold towers on Urlock. However, no one was able to hunt Urlock until he and other marauders fell into a group of adventurers.
Only in the hands of the emperor did Luoye City open up the trade route to Braun Town.
The adventure group that killed Urlock was Bottom and his old members. However, Bottom did not receive the 100,000 gold tower bounty, but exchanged Urlock's head for the Adventurer's Guild branch in Braun Town.
long position.
Barbarian Fighter Locke was silent for a while and asked: "How did my father die?"
Bottom took out the pipe in his mouth, slowly exhaled a puff of smoke, and said: "At that time, I accepted an adventurous mission to escort an armed caravan, but I did not know in advance that the armed caravan was actually a
Bait. Urlock first defeated the ambush behind the caravan, then turned around and planned to eat the bait. He and his plunderers are very strong, and we are no match for him... Only the remaining members of the adventure group of more than 30 people died.
Six. I still remember the way Velen’s legs were chopped off by Urlock, and he was sitting in a pool of blood crying... Urlock thought Sarah had been beaten to death by him, and no one expected that Sarah could stand up again.
She stood up and stabbed Urlok in the back with her spear. Then Sarah killed all the barbarian raiders, leaving no one alive."
Hearing that his father was killed in a sneak attack, Locke's cold expression softened slightly and said: "Thank you for telling me this... The leader of the Taku clan has been killed in the battle, why don't you escape?"
Bottom laughed, clapped his thigh, and said happily: "That's a good question! Someone told me that the Barbarians of Lake Braun have to kill some Disa half-elves with their own hands in order to live in peace with the half-orcs of the outside world. Master Gangyan is not a half-elf.
Elf, Mayor Mine has escaped again... As the branch president of the Adventure Guild, my head should have some weight, right?"
The Sky Spirit Warrior nodded and said: "The Great Mother Shaman of the half-orcs will like your skull, but don't think that if you die yourself, the barbarian raiders will let those half-elf escapees go. In addition to your skull, Chief Split Rock also has
He specifically told us to hunt down the Half-Elf King... His name seems to be Wiltok. Of course, I will not let go of Sarah who sneak-attacked my father."
"King of half elves? How come he is the king of half elves?" Bottom asked curiously.
Locke said indifferently: "Who knows? I told the chief that the Disa half-elf has no king. But the chief said he is, so be it."
Bartom looked at the Tianling Warriors, shook his head and asked: "You just listen to the orcs from the outside world? Don't you know how Luoye City will react? When the legions of Luoye City come over, aren't you barbarians going to do it?
Being pushed out to death by the orcs from the Outland?"
Locke said firmly: "No. Quel'Engara has already concluded a blood alliance with us. From now on, our three Heavenly Spirit Warriors will be his ten brothers."
"Ten brothers? Haha, I can also make an alliance with you and call you Brother Locke. What's the use of that?"
There was a sneer on the face of the Tianling warrior, and he responded: "You half-elves don't understand at all, what does ten brothers mean? I didn't understand it at first, but the daughter of Tianling did a divination, and she predicted that Chief Split Rock would
Invite the Tianling warriors to be his ten brothers, and this is the starting point for the Lake Braun barbarians to reach glory."
"The prophecy of the barbarian female shaman...is the female shaman who was killed by Steel Rock?" Bottom mocked the fourth-level barbarian warrior and said, "If you ask me, if the prophecy had worked, she would not have died today.
"
Locke's eyes were cold, staring at Bottom with a dead look, and said calmly: "My hammer will smash your body and keep your head. The big female shaman of the Cracked Rock Department used a bone knife to dig out your brain.
, peel off your scalp, throw your skull into the fire, burn out the cracks, and you will know whether the shaman's prophecy works."
"Want to do it? Very good." Bottom put down his pipe, picked up two alloy scimitars, looked at the shining blades, and said with emotion: "I particularly like these two knives, more than I like wealth. In the past
, the first thing I did when I earned money from participating in adventures was to buy rare metals, find a good blacksmith, and ask him to reforge my double swords. However, since Urlok was stabbed by Sarah, I wanted to be powerful.
A fifth-level barbarian warrior can be easily killed, so what’s the use of me honing my double-sword skills so hard?”
"So, I put down my swords, stopped my adventurous life, and settled down in Braun Town. I thought I would die in bed. But every time I thought about it, I couldn't sleep all night, so I could only take out these old guys in the room.
Waving in..."
"You just asked me why I didn't run away? I'm telling you now, if I choose to run away, I will never be able to hold on to these old guys again!"
Bottom held two knives in his hands, his eyes were bright and pure, and he said: "I am lucky not to have to die in bed. My old friend is even more lucky to be able to drink the blood of the son of Urlock!"
The Heavenly Spirit Warrior raised the huge stone hammer with one hand and said coldly: "I will kill you, and then I will kill Sarah who attacked my father, and that Wiltok. I will inherit my father's name! Urlock
If I can’t die, I will be Urlok of the Blade Tooth Club!”
Bottom laughed and said, "I also promised my brother that after I kill you, I will go find them."
"Just you? A mere fourth-level professional swordsman wants to kill the Heavenly Spirit Warrior? My father once said that the half-elf professional is the most ridiculous. Killing the half-elf master is as easy as killing a wild boar. If one day, I can do it alone
Fighting a violent giant monster, killing the half-elf lord would be like killing a wild boar. I, Locke of the Sabertooth Division, have fulfilled my father's requirements!"
Bottom's physique is considered strong and powerful among half-elves, but compared to the fourth-level barbarian warrior, he is as slender as a half-elf female.
Locke was two meters tall and had a strong physique. When he moved forward with a heavy sledgehammer, the entire tower seemed to be shaking with his footsteps, giving people an indestructible sense of oppression.
"Young Barbarian Fighter, let me tell you one thing. You don't have to be too strong, it's enough to be able to chop off your head." Bottom held the knife in a steady and firm hand, and there was a trace of cunning and insidiousness in his fierce eyes, "
Besides, you were seriously injured."
The Heavenly Spirit Warrior stopped and looked down at his charred chest. When he captured the Earth Lord, his strong body was soaked by the power of lava, and even his internal organs were injured.
"The pain will only make the Barbarian Warrior more..."
"There's so much nonsense, let's fight!"
Bottom kicked over the brazier next to him, and the charcoal fire ignited the fire oil. The hot flames followed a line towards the Tianling warrior. At this time, the light and swift scimitar jumped out like a cold and sharp cold wind.
Orange flames struck Locke's chest.
"Ah! Despicable half-elf..."
The fire in the tower was getting bigger and bigger, and the windows and doors were spitting out fierce tongues of fire. The fourth-level barbarian warrior Locke rushed out of the sea of fire with his bare hands, staggering toward the snow-covered female wall. There were two terrifying streaks on his strong body.
The wound on his left lung was punctured by a machete, just a few centimeters away from his heart. But this was not the most serious injury. The flames burned his internal organs, and he even suspected that he was almost cooked from the inside out.
After stuffing several handfuls of snow into his mouth continuously to let the cold dissipate the heat in his body, Sky Spirit Warrior Locke finally breathed a sigh of relief. He turned around and looked at the tower that was swallowed up by the fire, with complicated eyes.
Only warriors can understand warriors, even if they are life and death enemies.
"Red Lion Bottom, great old warrior, the flames see you off..."