About ten minutes passed quickly, and Han Fei's children seemed to feel that it was almost done. They quickly left the cesspit and searched in different directions.
After a while, the wolf quickly climbed out of the manure pit.
But as soon as he wiped the thing from his eyes, he froze in place because the six bloodline warriors rushed back again.
"What a fool!" The wolf with milk cursed, and instantly understood that these bastards had left on purpose just now, just to see if he would crawl out.
"I admire you for being such a beast. You can bear this." The thirteenth brother sneered and pulled out the long knife in his hand.
The wolf was so depressed that he was about to vomit blood. He was not afraid of death. It was just a game anyway, but he couldn't swallow his breath.
It's obvious that he's just a bastard, yet he's been chased by these bastards without doing anything. It's really annoying.
The Milky Wolf glared at the six bloodline warriors, and when he was about to fight them desperately, there was suddenly a roar from the distance, as if the earth was shaking and the mountains were shaking.
Everyone present looked in the direction of the sound.
"Raging Bear Trooper!"
The thirteenth prince's expression changed wildly, and he exclaimed in surprise.
The Angry Bear Cavalry and the Warg Cavalry are the most elite troops of the Orcs. The Ursines are originally tall and horsey, twice the size of ordinary humans. In addition, with their immense strength, ordinary Ursine soldiers cannot even defeat ten human soldiers.
any problem.
The most elite Raging Bear Soldiers can defeat one against twenty. Even their criteria for selecting Raging Bear Soldiers is to go to the battlefield and kill at least twenty human soldiers alone. The more they kill, the higher their status among the Raging Bear Soldiers.
The higher.
Now, at least a thousand Raging Bear Soldiers appeared neatly in front of them. Not only the thirteenth prince's face changed, but the expressions of the other five people also became extremely ugly.
With their strength, each of them could handle at most about 10 Raging Bear Soldiers, but with a thousand of them, they had almost no hesitation. They didn't even care if they had milk or were wolves, they just turned around and ran away.
But they wanted to leave, but the wolf refused to do so. He was forced to jump into the manure pit. How could they not make them pay a price?
The wolf's figure flashed out of the way, and he rushed into the cesspit again. He raised a pile of excrement with both hands and sprinkled it towards the six bloodline warriors.
The six bloodline warriors never expected that the vampire would jump into the cesspool again and splash it with feces.
They were caught off guard and were drenched before they could escape. The stench hit them instantly, causing them to open their mouths and vomit.
"Damn it! Brother Wolf, you are so naughty!"
"Hahaha, this is just breaking the pot, the anchor is awesome!"
"Shit fights back? Shit ignores the body? Bloody shit fight?"
"Pfft, that's how the idiom is used!? But it's so vivid!"
…
The crazy behavior of the wolf caused the six bloodline warriors to rush to avoid the flying feces, and their escape speed suddenly slowed down a lot.
It was precisely at this moment that the angry bear soldiers, led by a tall bear tribe, rushed over quickly and surrounded six bloodline warriors in the middle.
"kill!"
Recoba gave an order, and all the angry bear cavalry rushed forward.
With a few charges, the Angry Bear Cavalry separated the six bloodline warriors, and then it turned into a battle between trapped beasts.
The six bloodline warriors fell one after another, but the Raging Bear Soldiers seemed to have received the order, and instead of killing them, they captured them all alive.
"Brother Wolf, come up and wash yourself." Recoba laughed and walked forward. Regardless of the fact that there was milk and the wolf was still stained with feces, he reached out and pulled him up from the pit.
The wolf looked at Recoba in surprise, and couldn't help but give him a high look. No wonder this guy can become the king of the bear tribe again. This method is simply impossible for ordinary people.
Even though Recoba had blocked his sense of smell at this time and could not feel the stench, things like feces were enough to make people vomit out even if they looked at them with their eyes.
But Recoba looked as usual, not caring at all, as if he hadn't seen anything.
"Bring up the water."
Under Recoba's order, two angry bear soldiers came over soon carrying two buckets of water.
"Thank you."
When the wolf saw the water, he quickly took off his clothes, transformed into a bat, and got into the first bucket of water.
After cleaning, Recoba had another set of clothes sent to him for him to change into. Then he smiled and said, "Brother Wolf, this is still the territory of the human race. Why don't you come with me to the bear tribe as a guest first and stay away for a while?"
Time will tell."
"I don't have a choice now, I'll just go with you."
If there is milk, the wolf agreed without much thought. He definitely couldn't stay in the human race anymore and had no choice but to go to the orc territory.
Moreover, Recoba personally led troops deep into human territory to rescue him. Such sincerity was so impressive that it was impossible for the wolf not to be moved.
"Haha, Brother Wolf, why not join our Bear Clan? As long as you help me ascend to the position of Beast King, your position will be second only to mine."
Recoba suggested with a smile.
The wolf was stunned for a moment. He had been hunted by the human bloodline warriors for four years, and he only wanted to take revenge. He never thought that Recoba would promise such a high position.
"It's okay to join the Ursine tribe, but forget about the position. I only have one request."
As he spoke, the wolf looked at the six captured bloodline warriors, with deep hatred in his eyes.
The four years of relentless pursuit have long made the wolf hate them to the core.
Recoba looked like a wolf when he saw milk. He didn't know what he was thinking, "They can be given to you, but before that, I have to squeeze out all their value."
If you have milk, then the wolf was slightly startled, "You want to use them to negotiate terms with the human race?"
"Of course not. We are now mortal enemies with the human race, and there are no terms to negotiate. You will know when we get to Chiluo City. Then we will need your help, Brother Wolf."
If there is milk, then the wolf is not sure why, but he still nodded and agreed.
Recoba waved his hand, and after the sky darkened, he immediately led the Angry Bear Cavalry and quickly returned to Chilo City.
When the Wolf with Milk arrived at Chilo City, the royal city of the Beast King, and looked at the majestic city at the end of the sky, he was immediately shocked.
Because it was only the second day after the game started, there were no Orc players broadcasting live, so many people didn’t know what the Orc royal city looked like.
Chiluo City has been washed away for thousands of years. It has gone through more than ten generations of kings and various tribes fighting and fighting to lay the foundation of its royal city. After hundreds of years of continuous expansion and renovation by successive beast kings, it has become an incomparably majestic tower.
's city.
The outer city wall alone is at least as high as a dozen stories, and it stretches for at least thirty or forty kilometers from east to west, with no end visible at a glance.
The impact of this majestic city made all the viewers in the live broadcast room couldn't help but marvel at the majesty of Chilo City, which was simply a miracle.
[Author's digression]: Is it good to rush to 00 banknotes? (To be continued)