"There was only one convoy, three thousand loaded carriages."
Zeba led the northern orc warriors towards the direction of the convoy. The northern leader Balon frowned and said: "We need a strong army more than resources. Without an army, you can't bring these supplies."
Delivered to Blue."
The journey was long and dangerous. He could not place his hope on a human being and the unpredictable fate. He had to find a way.
"I will find a way across this plain."
"Hmph, it's easy to say. If there was this way, we wouldn't have to be stuck on that mountain for so long. Oh, by the way, you have to send someone to send some food over there. Their food reserves have been exhausted by us. Now
There is nothing we can do about it.”
Zeba nodded, but he was deep in thought.
Following the footprints they left, they returned to the camp before the heavy snow covered them.
In the distance, the giant wolves suddenly let out an uneasy roar, and the orcs immediately knew that an enemy was nearby. Everyone quickened their pace, but unexpectedly, the archers standing on the carriages in the camp actually raised their bows, frightening them.
Dezeba immediately turned on the light and signaled.
Then they came out to greet him as Zeba expected. However, he was immediately attracted by a big troll with a bruised nose and swollen face. Its hands and feet were wrapped in iron chains and huddled aside. Zeba couldn't help but have a question.
:Why is it here?
Not only this troll, but also on the outside of the camp, a group of orc soldiers with their hands and feet tied huddled together to keep warm. Seeing this, Zeba understood that when he left, these orcs attacked the camp, but
was captured.
He looked at the northern leader and found that the latter happened to be looking over as well.
"It seems our allies are more reliable than we thought. I hope this is not your person."
Zeba said.
Balon snorted coldly and said: "The northern orcs will not surrender to the enemy. The weapons and equipment of these orcs are messy. They are either bandits or rebels. There are not many people who disobey your Bru boy."
As soon as he finished speaking, the men who had been staying in the camp came over excitedly.
"Welcome back, Lord Zeba! When you left, we were attacked by the Bonebringer's Fury, but don't worry, after that brave and powerful lady defeated him, we captured the surrendered soldiers."
"This is good news. Is he still alive?"
Zeba smiled happily. At this time when manpower is particularly needed, two surprises will come to his door.
The orc brother put them through the carriages and came to the front. They separated the Bonesman and his men. Reina's figure appeared in the crowd, surrounded by many soldiers, and there was a figure in the center.
An orc was tied to an iron pillar.
That must be the Bone-born Wrath.
"Lord Zeba is back! With an army!"
The orc soldiers stationed at the station shouted.
To be precise, it was an army of less than a hundred people.
Zeba smiled bitterly in his heart, but his face remained serious. The driver and soldiers watching in front quickly made way for them.
At this time, the bone-growing man with a bruised nose and swollen face raised his head and looked at Zeba with his half-open eyes.
The Boneraiser, the King of Impaler's men, Zeba remembers him, a young and energetic boy.
He saw Zeba and the others, and stared at them for a few seconds, as if he didn't recognize them. But when he recognized them, he started yelling: "Traitor Zeba! You damn chameleon, I'm going to kill you! For the orcs
The king takes revenge!”
He yelled, but Zeba ignored him and turned to Reina.
"How much did we lose?"
"Several carriages, several horses were killed, and about ten people were injured."
Reina said calmly that her enemies must have lost the will to fight after seeing her strength. This is very common.
"Very good, let me introduce to you. This is Chief Balon of our northern tribe. He will become our reliable companion on the next journey."
Hearing this, Reina raised her head and looked at the tall old orc, whose attention was always on Reina.
"This human being is a friend of the Wusen Empire and our ally. Her strength has been recognized by the top administrator of the Wusen Empire and the Elf Queen."
After Zeba's introduction, he continued to ask Reina: "What are you going to do with these people?"
Reina didn't know how to answer this question. She simply replied: "I don't know how to deal with it. If we take them with us, our speed will be much slower. I don't know whether we should take them... I think
You should have a lot of experience in this area."
Just as Zeba expected, although this human being has extraordinary strength, he has never fought in a war.
"Since they surrendered, we should give them a chance and leave it to me. I will handle it well. I promise that we will set off as soon as the blizzard stops."
Hearing this, Reina nodded with satisfaction. Leave these worries to me. You only need to defeat powerful enemies.
Zeba said in his heart.
After Reina left, he sighed and looked at the chained Nu Rui. The latter stared at him like a poisonous snake. If it weren't for the silver chain, he would attack immediately.
"This kid doesn't look easy to talk to."
"Thank you for the reminder. By the way, we have to send the food to the village. Let your men bring the carriage. We must be back before evening."
"I need your potion that can make dead people unable to move. It's best to give each of us three bottles."
Hearing this, Zeba shook his head and said, "We only have one box, and I can only give you one bottle. This thing is very precious."
"That's okay. With this thing, those dead people won't be enough evidence."
After saying that, the Northern Clan Chief left with his people.
After he left, Zeba sighed, took the giant white wolf, and dismissed the onlookers. He faced Shuri, the Bone-Grower, alone. He stared at the other person without saying a word, and the latter's fierce eyes also remained.
Watch him.
The two of them kept looking at each other until the bone-bearing one broke the silence.
"You'd better kill me."
he said.
"How do you feel?"
However, Zeba said something incomprehensible.
The Bonemaker looked at him in confusion, frowned and asked, "What did you say? You want to laugh at me?"
"Don't be so self-centered. You must have seen those armies of the dead and even fought against them."
As soon as these words came out, the Bonesman's brows furrowed even more.
"They are no different. Compared with a living person, they just need more cuts. But for you, I am not willing to kill you with a few cuts. I will cut off all the flesh on your body one by one."
"I'm scared."
Hearing this, the Bonesman was stunned again.
He saw an expression on Zeba's face that he couldn't believe. He was afraid. The invincible demon general Zeba was afraid.
"What's the meaning?"
"When I saw our enemies, I felt fear. They were completely different from our previous enemies. You felt it too, right? Even if you kill me, you just want revenge. I understand your feelings. I understand.
Your position. Death in your hands proves that my strength is nothing more than this. But, those evil spirits, what do you see in their eyes? Nothing, why are they fighting? I don’t
Do you know, but can’t guess, conquer? No, Huangsha City was completely destroyed by them. They don’t need to conquer, they just destroy us blindly. They want to kill us quickly, not like the previous enemies who want to conquer.
Us. This is what scares me. I am afraid of death, but I am even more afraid of being exterminated. I am not afraid of dying in your hands, but I am afraid that after I die, I will become the chief culprit for the annihilation of my race."
These words moved the Bonesman. He recalled the overwhelming number of enemies when he was fighting those monsters, which made people feel hopeless.
"I will let you go, don't worry, but promise me not to die in their hands."
After saying that, Zeba turned around and left, leaving Nu Rui alone, standing blankly in the snow.