Red Dragon Roar

"Why is there such a strong hostility towards you?"

The blood hoof bared his teeth and stomped the column to the ground, full of murderous intent accompanied by a grim smile.

"The demonized orcs killed my friends. Of course, this account must be counted on your head. Hand over those orcs who can be demonized. This is the end of the matter."

The wolf cavalry stepped into the orc camp and barked and roared, and the gnolls poured out from all the entrances and surrounded the place.

If there is anyone more angry than Cairne Bloodhoof, I am afraid it is only the wolf tooth clan that has lost its leader.

If this group of orcs hadn't already joined the Red Dragon clan, the gnolls who got the news might have pounced on them long ago, tearing these green-skinned wild boars to shreds.

Seeing the gnolls with red eyes and angry anger, Chief Thrall remembered the one-armed gnoll who had commanded the Red Dragon Army to rush into battle in the previous war, and he finally perished with the demonized orcs.

Is he the leader of the wolf tooth clan?

No wonder these gnolls are eager to devour the flesh and blood of the orcs and bite the bones of the orcs.

Thrall Warsong's eyes flickered, took a deep breath, and said slowly: "I'm sorry, all the warriors of the Wolf Fang clan, but what I want to say is that war is not a child's play, it will kill people, on the battlefield Either you kill me or I kill you, this is not a simple personal grievance, but a law of survival on the battlefield. In order to survive, no one can only stab the enemy with the sharp blade in his hand as much as possible."

His gaze swept across the Red Dragon clan fearlessly, and continued: "I am very sorry for the death of the patriarch Wolf Fang, but the orcs paid an even more painful price. Our camp was burnt down, and thousands of people died. Companions died. We retreated from the ground to the ground, and we still did not escape this disaster. But who would beg for the orcs but ourselves?"

"You are very reasonable, but the tauren never reasoned with others, only believing in the horns on their heads and their iron hooves! From the moment you refused to submit to your majesty, the demise of the orcs was doomed. This is You asked for it yourself, and you can't blame anyone."

The orc shaman is silent, this is also a fact, and it cannot be refuted. If it weren't for the ridiculous orc's unyielding spirit, they would not be in this situation.

"You are right, Your Excellency Bloodhoof, but the orcs who believe in the evil **** have all been destroyed by His Majesty's wrath, and now the Warsong clan is the servant of the master. If you don't believe me, you can ask Wizard Zach, he can help me testify."

Cairne Bloodhoof squinted at the dragonborn kobold, Zeit Zack nodded slightly after hesitating for a while.

Thrall Warsong breathed a sigh of relief.

"Listen, orcs, His Majesty's kindness to you outside the law does not mean that you are already a member of the Red Dragon clan. Your identity is still a defeated slave. If you want to change the status quo, it depends on what you can do for His Majesty. What a contribution! The Red Dragon clan does not support idlers, otherwise, without waiting for His Majesty's personal order, I will personally unscrew your disgusting head!"

Cairne Bloodhoof let out ruthless words and was about to leave with the Red Dragon clan when a dragon roar suddenly came from behind the orc camp.

The old shaman's heart just fell to the ground suddenly became nervous again.

A majestic black shadow came very quickly, with an extremely strong wind pressure and a dull suffocation, and came crashing down, occupying a large open space in the orc camp, causing a burst of sand and dust.

Kane Bloodhoof slowly raised his head, his pupils shrank sharply.

This seems to be a black dragon?

It's not that Kane Bloodhoof has never seen a black dragon. There is one in the Red Dragon camp, but he can't connect with the black dragon in front of him.

Oh, except for those signature jet-black scales. Its strong body full of tight muscle groups, its huge head made of steel, and its pair of huge dragon wings make it so different.

Obviously, this black dragon is more domineering than the traditional black dragon. Compared with it, Ainz Pandaria is like a cat and a lion!

Bloodhoof already knew that His Majesty the Red Dragon had subdued another black dragon, but he didn't expect it to be hiding here.

As soon as the black dragon stood firm, he waved his dragon claws and photographed the tauren in front of him. Kane Bloodhoof held up a column in front of him. The two collided. The tauren chief was not slapped as expected. Paifei, just slipped back a few meters, and then stood completely steady.

He raised his head and stared at the black dragon, and shouted: "Black dragon, do you want to stand up for the orcs and start a war?"

The entire Red Dragon clan was on alert in an instant. Countless flying dragons, chimeras, griffins blocked the sky, tauren, gnolls, ogres, and trolls came in one after another like tides from all over the place, bringing the orc camps down. Surrounded by water, ready for war.

Several siege crossbows arranged in the dark have been adjusted in position. Once the war starts, they can guarantee to penetrate the scales of the black dragon as soon as possible.

The orc shaman was frightened by this series of chain reactions, and this is the true strength of the Red Dragon Army. Even if there is no powerful Red Dragon Lord, it is also an invincible monster army!

If it was the main force of the Red Dragon clan who had set out for the expedition, the orc clan would have been defeated very quickly even without the powerful Red Dragon King taking action in person.

The background of the Red Dragon clan is much stronger than the army of the former Earth Titan. It is ridiculous that the orcs are not even aware of it, trying to fight against such a powerful enemy.

The monsters became short of breath, the atmosphere was extremely depressed, and the war was about to break out.

"Lord Ortorenzo, stop quickly, what are you doing?! This is an orc's business, and the rain girl has nothing to do."

Thrall Warsong was so frightened that he hurriedly stood up to stand in front of the black dragon. He was really scared. Could this mentally retarded black dragon not be able to see the situation clearly if he wanted to go crazy?

He turned around again and looked at the tauren chief and bowed deeply: "I am very sorry, Your Excellency Bloodhoof, the orcs have surrendered, never mind, and will always be the slaves of their masters. His Excellency Ortorenzo used to live underground, It's too sensitive to unfamiliar surroundings, and I apologize for the unpleasantness that just happened."

Bloodhoof didn't answer, just looked at the black dragon and let out a cold snort: "This is His Majesty's camp, not your dragon's nest! If you think you have lived long enough, you can try it."

The black dragon's amber eyes flickered slightly, its intelligence was low, but it was not a fool. It could feel a strong threat, and in addition to its master, it also felt an aura that was no weaker than it in the depths of the temple.

It shrank its neck, took a deep look at the tauren who could block his slap, left a sentence, and then got up and left.

"Ortorenzo is only loyal to his master."

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