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On a promontory on the Fang Coast in the south of the principality, an orc with black and gray body hair was eating his breakfast.

The orc used his sharp teeth to tear off a strip of flesh from a piece of bone, then used the strong molars in his mouth to bite one end of the bone into pieces, and finally raised his head and sucked the bone while biting it.

, the fresh bone marrow from the big bone stick poured into your mouth along with the oil.

From the expression of anticipation and enjoyment on the orc's face, it can be understood that he should have liked the rich taste of bone marrow, but after the other party smacked his mouth and tasted the taste, he finally gave the bone that had not been completely eaten with a disappointed look on his face.

Thrown behind.

"What a failure, this tastes really bad." The orc looked at the big bone stick in his hand, then looked at the soup pot at his feet, and then muttered tangledly: "If I had known better, I would have brought more spices... Hmm...

Maybe it would be better to cook it for a while longer."

When the orc finished eating the bone, the sun on the sea level in the distance had slowly risen. With the warm and salty sea breeze blowing by, the orc licked the fingertips that were soaked in oil.

After the meal was over, he poured the remaining broth at his feet into the bonfire in front of him to extinguish the flames. Then he picked up a bunch of pots and pans around him and quickly jumped off the promontory and went to the beach to clean the tableware.

And just when the orc jumped off the cape, he stopped for a while in front of the hillside near the cape, because at the moment there was a large number of flies like dark clouds under the cape, enjoying a large number of corpses that were beginning to rot, and even

Some amphibious scavengers living near the beach, whether in the sky, land or even in the ocean, gathered near the pile of corpses and competed with the flies for these beautiful meals.

These corpses include both humans and animals. However, it is not difficult to tell from the clothes on the corpses and the appearance of animal remains that these people are the pirate forces that were rampant on the coast of this generation. It can also be known from a torn flag nearby.

This pirate group is the most powerful among the pirate groups in the South China Sea.

Between the bright red scimitars of the Sea People, a large cauldron containing a pale skull is placed on top of the scimitars. At first glance, this weird pirate flag is simply creepy. But to this orc, what this pirate flag means is

But the content displayed was so ridiculous. Because last night he single-handedly killed dozens of lowly pirates who crossed the border to cause trouble, and also used the iron pot seized from them to cook their war horses, whereas before he used

The tool used to set up the iron pot was also the scimitar of the sea people in the hands of this group of pirates.

This orc took advantage of breakfast after the war to humiliate this group of dead pirates, but it was a pity that no one witnessed this scene. And it was also unfortunate that because this group was at the bottom of the group,

The pirates had not maintained their weapons for a long time. For this reason, the scimitars before were completely scrapped due to the bonfire after finally cooking a pot of soup. From this point, it is not difficult to see that this

How bad are these pirates? So the reason why this orc despises this group of pirates is that he feels that these guys are more like a group of fake ones than the real bloody scimitar pirates.

A piece of trash that comes to show off and deceive.

But in any case, these guys must have come from the Pirate Fjord, so naturally they cannot be left alive to go back. After all, the forces on the Pirate Fjord and the Orcs have already become irresolvable.

Dead enemies, both men and women, old and young, must fight to the death whenever they meet. In addition, no matter how bad these people are, they are still considered pirates, and no matter how bad they are with weapons, they can still hurt people.

, so since they entered the territory of the orcs at night, they must not be here to give gifts. Therefore, after discovering them, the orcs naturally had no idea of ​​mercy at all.

The orc went to the beach to sort out the tableware he had just used, and then put his exquisite tableware back into the package. Then he put the broken pots and knives collected from the pirates into bundles, and then repackaged them.

After counting the other trophies lying nearby, he headed toward the woods behind him.

And in the forest about one kilometer behind the coast, as the sun fully rose, a faint smoke from a camp in the forest also floated. However, the smoke was not very concentrated. For this reason, if

It's not obvious from outside the forest. It's obvious that the orcs in this camp are not ordinary civilians.

Inside the camp, except for the orcs who are cooking food in front of the earthen stove, all the other orcs are wearing standard weapons such as swords, guns, short bows, and even every orc is wearing very fine leather armor. Currently in the camp

Most of the orcs have just woken up, but except for the cooks and those on guard outside the camp, the other orcs are leisurely packing various luggage in the camp. It seems that they are leaving here today.

Look.

"Hey, Azmat." An orc sentry hidden in the treetops saw the gray orc coming back and immediately jumped down to greet him and asked: "Did you gain anything last night?"

"Here you go." The gray orc named Azmat directly threw several huge horse legs hanging on his shoulders to the orc sentinel and said: "It seems that they are not the people of the Blood Scimitar, but they

The horses are well-raised, but other than that they are almost all rubbish.”

Azmat shook a large bundle of tattered metal objects in his other hand and handed it to another orc sentinel beside him. Although these things were indeed tatters in their eyes, the metal objects were

Objects can still be refurbished to recast some daily utensils. After all, although materials are abundant on the Fang Coast, metal minerals are still scarce. For this reason, even these rags are important trophies that must be recycled.

Azmat is worthy of being the most respected hero of the orcs. For this reason, after seeing him return, the nearby sentries came over to greet him, and there were even dedicated people to carry the few luggage for him. Although Azmat

Zmat himself doesn't like this kind of behavior, which is like the stars holding the moon, but now he can't refuse the other party's kindness. After all, it is the first time for him to cooperate with this group of sentries, and after today they will end their border guard duties and return to their own country.

In the village. During the boring border guarding period, their favorite thing to do was to communicate with the hero Azmat as much as possible. There was nothing worth bragging about to the elders in their hometown, so because of the

For these reasons, Azmat had no choice but to act as a mascot as much as possible to chat with these young orc youths.

The group of people returned to the camp noisily, but at this time the cook in the camp had already cooked delicious broth for breakfast. This group of orcs were all young men in their prime, so such a big pot

Not long after the lid of the pot was opened, almost all of the broth was shared by the quick-eyed young men. This is not to say that the orcs are greedy, but that the chef himself was accompanying the fellow villagers home today.

We came here with the convoy, so these young men could not eat these delicacies from their hometown when they were on duty, so after a season of suffering, they naturally regarded this pot of home-cooked food as a delicacy.

Although Azmat secretly opened a small stove on the cape and ate a whole horse leg not long ago, in fact, this great hero is not good at cooking. For this reason, the previous pot of soup was almost eaten.

He wasted most of it, and in the end only the half-cooked horse leg was left to barely fill his stomach.

At the moment, Azmat couldn't hold it back while smelling the delicious aroma that had not yet dissipated in the air, so he had to quietly take out his smooth wooden bowl that was still water-stained and went to the stove to fill up a small bowl of the remaining food.

Try the soup at the bottom of the pot. Although he almost felt that he was a little shameless so he didn't dare to ask for more, but the cook who didn't know the reason actually felt even more embarrassed and worse after seeing the hero only asking for the leftover soup.

At one point, I was planning to take the pot and make a new one for Azmat. Fortunately, Azmat persuaded him to stop him in the end, so that his schedule was not delayed.

After breakfast, Azmat, who had put on his clothes and protective gear again, walked out of his tent. After all, he noticed the movement in the middle of the night last night and went to fight the enemy wearing only a pair of underpants. But for someone who was covered in body hair.

As far as the orcs are concerned, not wearing clothes is not completely immoral. Occasionally, on many specific occasions, you can often see some busy orc workers working half naked. For this reason, Azmat

When he returned from the camp wearing only big underpants, no one thought there was anything wrong with his appearance.

However, from an ideological and moral point of view, on special occasions like bidding farewell to these young men guarding the border, Azmat could not dress too casually. For this reason, Azmat not only dug out a bright suitcase from his big suitcase,

He walked out of the tent with a full set of equipment such as leather armor and scales, a bright red animal skin coat made by his wife, and a fang helmet that symbolized the hero of the Zaula tribe.

Azmat almost scared the boys who were waiting to say goodbye to him outside.

There was no special awareness or speech during the farewell process. After all, this was not a major holiday ceremony, but after all, these young men came to guard the border to protect the most dangerous border of the Zaula tribe. For this reason, Azmat felt that he should give them

Some more serious and ceremonial farewell gestures can be regarded as a sign of respect for them. And the result was just as Azmat thought, these young men looked very excited and happy after a few brief words of farewell.

Excited. Although this may not seem like much, for the Zaula tribe, it can be regarded as a morale booster for the local ethnic groups, and it also allows their compatriots from "remote" areas not to forget the ethnic group's sense of crisis and glory.

After sending away this group of people, there were only a few people left in the entire camp, including Azmat and a few sentries. This group of people was actually the real standing force of this border outpost, although it was only this

There are only a few of them, but all of them are elites of the Zaula tribe who can compete with ten.

Azmat looked at the well-packed camp and the empty tent and nodded with satisfaction, because at noon, young tribesmen from another area would come over and continue to perform border guarding duties.

, so they will continue to use these large tents and other facilities. However, Azmat seems to be particularly concerned about this group of orcs, because the average age of the compatriots scheduled to come over is even more immature than the previous group. After all,

There are indeed few young adults left in their village. Most of them died fighting the pirates in the past two years, and these children are the descendants of those people.

As a tradition of the Zaura tribe, young orcs must fulfill many obligations of the tribe after reaching a certain age. In fact, not all of these obligations are dangerous jobs such as border guarding, but the reason why they come back here is actually

It is the children's own choice, and there is no need to say more about the reasons.

Azmat personally feels that letting them come here to guard the border can be regarded as tempered, but now it seems that it is not the most suitable opportunity for them to come. Because for some unknown reason, the pirate fjord has not been very peaceful recently, and they occasionally watch

Seeing groups of pirate ships entering and leaving the nearby waters, and judging from the messy appearance on their ships, it is not difficult to find that each of their ships seems to have been involved in a fierce battle. Coupled with the special situation that broke out last night, for

Azmat felt that it was necessary to investigate any special changes among the pirates in the east before the newcomers arrived.

"Ajik, what do you think?" Azmat asked after a companion confessed his plan.

"I don't know. I don't know much about the internal affairs of the pirates." As a scout, Ajik looked at the animal skin map spread on the simple wooden table and pondered for a while before responding: "You said...

The pirates last night were all humans? None of them were of other races?"

"Yes, if there are jackals or fish-men monsters, I won't fight them naked." Azmat playfully played with a sea turtle collected last night while taking off his armor.

Civil Scimitar said: "At first I thought they were really members of the Blood Scimitar, but later I found out that their strength was too poor. Almost all of them were either old-fashioned or didn't have all their teeth. That's why last night went so well. But I found out that they

The flag seems to be genuine, and although these scimitars are all tattered, they cannot be said to be fake..."

"Listen to what you said... Why do I think this group of people came here specifically to die?" Ajik stretched out his hand to draw a line on the map and then pointed to a certain place and said: "You said they all came here on horseback, then

It’s impossible to come by boat, so if we want to investigate, it’s best to start from here.”

"Huh? Lighthouse Town?" Azmat looked at the location pointed by Ajik and couldn't help but think for a while before saying: "It's a bit far here. If we go there tonight, we will have to spend the night outside."

"It's better than leaving hidden dangers behind and making them invisible. Besides, those big ships of those guys have been coming and going around here recently. I'm very worried that they will cross this promontory and plunder our rear." Ajik suddenly took out a polished strip.

The very exquisite fang-shaped jade said worriedly: "My home is right on the seaside. I don't want my hometown to be robbed because of my negligence. Moreover, I also have a fiancée who is waiting to get married in my hometown..."

"Okay, okay, stop talking." Azmat quickly interrupted Ajik and joked: "You know what? I have seen many people who said this before the war, and they usually

There is a high chance that he will die outside."

"What? This is actually a curse?" Ajik panicked, holding the jade stone against his chest and silently reciting some spell. Then he looked around worriedly and asked Azmat: "Which type of curse is it?

?Undead? Or life? Ah! Could it be..."

"It's the curse called 'Idiot'!" Azmat was slightly unhappy and punched Ajik on the head to calm him down. After all, although Ajik, as a scout, is definitely the leader of the entire Zaula tribe.

One of the best elites, but the problem is that this guy is too superstitious, especially when it comes to things like luck or spells.

Although such curses and other spells do exist, some things are not too beyond the scope of Azmat's special common sense. Therefore, Azmat does not pay much attention to things like curses, especially

I became even more dissatisfied when I saw Ajik acting stupidly and being suspicious of the fictitious curse.

After all, Azmat is the chosen one of the Supreme God Severna, and the orcs themselves were also loyal believers in the faith of the supreme god in the past. For this reason, in the past few years since Azmat came to the orcs, he

The scattered orcs have long been reunited together through various means. At the same time, the belief in the Supreme God or other temple gods is also one of the most important means, and this somewhat superstitious Ajik is the great guardian of the sea.

A believer in kes.

But the problem is that faith is faith. Even after believing in the great guardian Hex, who represents power, Ajik is still very sensitive to the rumors of old customs and curses spread among the orcs, which makes Azik

Matt felt a little uncomfortable.

Most of the rumors about curses in the old customs of the orcs were made up by some magicians. After all, when the orc kingdom was invaded by humans more than a hundred years ago, the orc refugees living all over the world lived a very miserable life.

Exiled life. The negative life naturally gave rise to many negative thoughts, among which some mentally ill old bastards vented their dissatisfaction with nonsense such as "the curse of the orcs", and they did not know why.

Many orcs really believed in such stupid things, and even almost formed a religious belief that has been passed down to this day.

Azmat is not very good at using the power of religious beliefs to help the orcs. Therefore, Azmat does not force all the orcs to accept the true belief in the supreme god. As a result, many orcs have been born.

A scene like Ajik who believes in the supreme creation god Severna but at the same time is afraid of foolish curses and superstitions is so ridiculous. Because just now Ajik held the jade amulet given to him by his lover and prayed.

The words spoken were the prayers used in temples to praise the Supreme God.

"Stop thinking nonsense! Be careful that the Supreme God Severna will punish you." Azmat took off the heavy scale armor and kept only the leather armor, then opened the tent and said as he walked: "Hurry up and prepare something.
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