As the only meaningful empire in the entire main plane, the Orc Empire is undoubtedly the most powerful country in the world, occupying a huge land.
Even so, it continues to invade and attack its surroundings.
Attacking the snow-capped ice fields to the north, the brave barbarians were defeated one after another; going south to annex the Greystone Mountains and the Behemoth Mountains, and constantly encroaching on the territory of the Eagle Kingdom; going east to have a long-term tug-of-war with the Kingdom of Holy Angels, one by one. It cannibalize the land bathed in the glory of the sun god; only on the west side, facing the vast desert, there is nothing to do.
Well, even this side doesn't seem to be really helpless, but that's the secret of the orc god system...
Starting from the southern end of the Great Gobi bordering the Graystone Mountains, we headed straight east. After about a month of walking, we entered the hinterland of the Orc Empire—or the Wilderness Empire.
This is a vast grassland, and it really is a scene of a vast sky, wild fields, wind-swept grass, and low sight of cattle and sheep. The orcs thrived on the grasslands. They struggled with the seemingly majestic but actually unfriendly natural environment and grew strong bodies, powerful muscles, and ferocious hearts.
Of course, there are not really only orcs in the orc empire, there are half-orcs, dwarves, dwarves, humans... all races. It's just that in this vast land, the status of the orcs is higher than that of other races.
On earth, this kind of unabashed racial discrimination will inevitably be criticized by people. But in this world, racial discrimination is a matter of course. No matter the "upper class" or the "lower class" have any objection to it, just like India, which claims to have 100 million humans and 1 billion livestock, the man wearing a rabbit hat next to him The panda neighbors never understood why the billion animals didn't jump up and rebel against his mother, but they themselves were very satisfied...
The prairie is vast and sparsely populated, and tribes are far apart from each other. In addition to the envoys sent by each tribe, the only people responsible for exchanging what they have are those traveling merchants who want money rather than their lives.
Here, the presence or absence of a few traveling merchants is really inconspicuous.
For example, the Iron Hoof Tribe has recently received two traveling merchants.
They were the uncle and nephew. The uncle was a tall and strong man, wearing a thick heavy leather armor and carrying a big axe. He was quite powerful. The nephew was a thin and clever little boy with great movements. He is very flexible and can calculate accounts quickly. He is like a very powerful little accountant.
They had a two-horse cart loaded with groceries. Like most traveling merchants, they stayed here for a while and traded groceries for anything of value.
There are quite a few cunning people among the orcs, who have tried more than once to pass off inferior products or use specious things to deceive people. But although the nephew is young, he has a sharp eye. No matter whether it is a defective product or a fake, he can't escape his eyes. Moreover, he is also very good at negotiating business, and even the veterans who are good at bargaining cannot take advantage of him.
Of course, there are also people who are angry and want to use the "trading" method that the orcs have always admired, that is, using violent "labor" in exchange for wealth, and by the way, sending the original owner of the wealth to rest in the kingdom of God they believe in. At this time, it was the uncle's turn to come forward. His strong body and strong muscles were indeed not for show, and the big ax was not a parallel import. Every time the ax struck, it was solid and the weight was not compromised at all.
As a result of several conflicts, the tribe's witch doctor had several more customers. The old witch doctor was very happy with this unexpected income and sincerely hoped that the uncle and nephew could stay in the Iron Heel tribe for a few more days.
However, the leader of the Iron Hoof Tribe, Orric, known as the "Runner", was not so happy. His instinct told him that these uncle and nephew were anything but ordinary, and... very dangerous!
The Ironhoof tribe is a centaur tribe. They are the creations of the orc god "King of Ironhoof". The whole tribe sincerely believes in and worships the fierce and terrifying god. The Iron Hoof Tribe is the descendant of the first batch of creatures created by His Majesty. Many strong men have emerged in the tribe, and some even broke through the final difficulty and stepped into the realm of gods.
However, that was all a long time ago.
The Iron Hoof Tribe is now weakened, and there are not many capable strong men in the tribe. There are more than 3,000 people in the entire tribe, but there is not even a single strong man in the legendary realm!
The current strongest members of the Iron Hoof Tribe are the patriarch Orik and the high priest Ovela. They are both at the top of the high-level and are looking for opportunities to enter the legendary realm.
Orric's title is "The Runner". He runs very fast, even faster than the birds. He also has very good endurance and can run for half a month without stopping. He is accustomed to using spears, especially his technique of throwing spears while running. He can shoot down flying birds from above and mosquitoes from below. He can also shoot through old trees that have grown for hundreds of years with one spear. During the war in the Eagle Kingdom, he was famous for piercing a fully armed knight and his shield with a spear.
Olvera is the direct heir to the Blood of Iron Hoof and the owner of the most noble and powerful bloodline of the Centaur family. Although she is a woman, Olvera is not weak at all. She has a body that perfectly combines strength and beauty. She is toned and full of wild aura. She is arrogant and fierce, and does not allow anyone of low blood to appear near her. Besides praying, her favorite thing to do is to kill. Although she is an archer and a high-level priest, she loves to sweep across the battlefield wielding a huge halberd. Especially when her iron hooves trample the corpses of her enemies, she laughs loudly, earning her the title "Blood Trampler".
Orric has always wanted to win the favor of this high-ranking priest, but he has tried many methods to no avail. The Blood Trampler has no interest in men who are weaker than her, and she is also very disdainful of Orric's inferior bloodline, without even a minimum of respect for the tribe leader.
In this regard, Orric was filled with anger, but there was nothing he could do.
For orcs who believe in bloodline theory, the nobility of bloodline is a very important thing, because it means the distance between them and the gods.
Most orcs are the creations of the orc gods. The orc gods are divided into two categories. One is the powerful orc gods. For example, the contemporary main god of the orc pantheon, "The Giant Dog Who Devours the Sky" Le Fond, originally He is a dog-man; the other type is a powerful beast who became a god, and after becoming a god, he broke away from his beast identity, chose to join the orc pantheon, and created a humanoid race with his own characteristics, such as the former The main god of the orc pantheon in ancient times, the "iron-faced evil spirit" Snakenel, was originally a huge poisonous snake. The race he created was the snake-man who was famous for his cunning and viciousness among the orcs.
The centaur is the creation of the "Lord of the Iron Hoof" Kodak. This god was originally a wild horse. After becoming a god, he no longer regarded himself as a horse, but transformed into a centaur and half horse, and created The centaur clan promotes their own beliefs.
For centaurs, the concentration of iron hoof blood is the level of nobility. Orric was born from a collateral bloodline and was not a direct heir to the Iron Hoof blood. He was born inferior to His Majesty's direct descendants.
Orric was not dissatisfied with this natural status gap. What he was dissatisfied with was that Ovela completely rejected his courtship - this is like a self-made businessman who has long been accustomed to being looked down upon by officials, but if the other party refuses Even if his proposal of marriage is rejected, he will still be angry.
"This guy's anger is our opportunity." After the sun set, inside the small tent of the traveling merchant, Qiao Xiu no longer had the innocent and silly smile he had during the day, and his serious face was full of murderous intent.
There was no sly smile on Shuang's face during the day. It was full of cold and ferocious looks: "I think you are too cautious! They are just two high-level people. We just need to find an opportunity to attack and kill them first." If one falls, the remaining one can be taken care of as you wish!"
Qiao Xiu smiled slightly, but there was no warmth in his eyes. Instead, there was something sinister and strange: "Our goal is not just to kill a high-ranking priest and a clan leader. If we act recklessly, we will be exposed. In that case, we will soon fall into the trap of the orcs. The siege by the powerful men of all races will force them to retreat early. What do you think of this?"
"no!"
"I don't want this either." Qiao Xiu nodded, "So we have to create an illusion to make everyone think that the priest's death has nothing to do with us. Although it is impossible to hide it for too long, if we can delay it for a while, maybe we can Chance to kill one or two more priests!”
Shuang's eyes brightened a bit, and a cruel smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.
"I like this idea!" he said.
Qiao Xiu smiled again and took out a few medicine bottles: "These are carefully prepared by Master A'Kane and Master Wendy. Their toxicity is secondary. The key is to have various special effects. As long as they are properly used, , we can easily reach our goal.”
"Then when will we do it?" Shuang asked eagerly.
"It's almost done, just these two days." Qiao Xiu said confidently, "I have a complete understanding of the situation of this tribe. The next step is to create an opportunity so that the two masters' proud works can exert their power. !”
The next day, a big event happened in the Iron Hoof tribe.
That night, the patriarch Orik, who had been pursuing Priest Ovela, got drunk and broke into the temple of the Lord of the Iron Hoof while drunk. He openly proposed to the Blood Trampler and refused to leave after being rejected. He shamelessly asked for Stay overnight in the temple.
Ovela was furious, drew her halberd and attacked him. Originally, with Orric's strength, he should be able to easily resist her attack, but maybe because he drank too much and his hands and legs were weak, Orric accidentally missed and was seriously injured by her halberd.
The halberd had drunk countless blood and had already possessed terrifying magic power. Not only was Orric injured, he was also poisoned. After examination, the witch doctor determined that the poison came from the so-called "corpse fungus". If you want to remove the toxin, you must find a corpse that is pregnant with corpse fungi, and then you can use witchcraft to absorb the corpse poison from his body. Walk.
Olvera is naturally responsible for this matter. So the Bloodstompers took their halberds and longbows and set out into the war-torn lands of the south in search of the bodies they needed.
Early in the morning on the third day, the traveling merchants who felt that the atmosphere in the tribe was too bad also left with worries. The uncle looked a little dissatisfied, but his nephew said, "Smart businessmen don't stay in danger." place" as the reason.
They bid farewell to the centaurs who were depressed due to the huge change, and continued traveling eastward.
But in fact, not long after they left, they put all the goods together with the carriage and packhorse into the demiplane storage box prepared in advance. Shuang Qingqing showed his original shape with a roar, and the wind grew on his wings, carrying Qiao Xiu all the way south. Whistling away.
Their layout is complete, now it's time to kill!