Pale Emblem

Chapter 51 Old Warrior

Half-orcs have demon blood in their bodies, as well as demonic characteristics.For example, the lower demons absolutely obey the upper demons, and the lower half-orcs also obey the higher half-orcs.After all, the ancestors of the orcs were "tools" created by the abyss demons, and they were not prepared to give them freedom.

Orcs are obedient, at the cost of a ladder of intelligence.The intelligence of the big mother and the butcher is higher than that of the shaman and the fighter; the intelligence of the shaman and the fighter is higher than that of the coolie without gender.

If you talk about the average level of intelligence, even excluding the half-orc coolie, the barbarians are much smarter than the half-orcs.Most rudimentary orc fighters can only add up to 20, which is exactly the sum of the fingers and toes.If they had to do a subtraction problem, they might chop off their fingers or toes, which was a bit of a problem for Orcs.

The physique, martial skills, wisdom, and tactics of the barbarians are superior to those of the orcs, but they have their own problems.

On the one hand, the fertility of the barbarians is relatively low. Adult women have one year of pregnancy, one year of lactation, and only one child in two years. The length of the reproductive cycle is second only to the Hemers, and not as good as the Disa Half-Elves.The 7-month gestation period and 6-month lactation period of the half-orc mother can give birth to 6 or 7 cubs in less than a year.Orc cubs are still growing fast, coolies start to work at the age of five, and fighters can go out hunting with their clan at the age of ten.Female shamans take a relatively long time to develop, and at about 12 years old, they learn how to make their own cursed bone blades from their grandmothers.

Orcs also have the benefit of losing fighters and battle shamans in the pack, and coolies will quickly fill their vacancies.

Therefore, it is only natural for the barbarians in the Blackfire Tribe to be oppressed by the Orcs.

The most important problem is that primitive beliefs cannot condense the light of civilization.

The goddess sect of the Disa Alliance has long been overthrown, and the famous highlands still spare no effort to maintain this signboard, proving that the major city-states are a whole.Even the humblest half-elf slave will cry out: Goddess of the Earth is above.The Earth Temple, however, seldom asked how the slaves and poor were doing.

Barbarians are smart and assertive.A territory cannot support the whole tribe, they will divide some population, open up new territories, and form new barbarian tribes.Primitive beliefs cannot hold barbarian tribes together, and blood ties cannot last long.Barbarian tribes with a population of several hundred people are less able to resist risks, and they may be finished one day.Due to the lack of time accumulation, the barbarian tribes have never been able to develop their own civilization, resulting in their introversion.

Tribes and tribes are inscribed, and tribes are inscribed.The barbarian leaders imitated the orc tribes, artificially created classes.Thin barbarian boys were circumcised, and surplus girls were sold.Although resources were concentrated in the hands of a few barbarians, the entire tribe paid a bloody price for it.

The Invasion of the Split Rock Tribe is an unpredictable opportunity for the Braun Lake barbarians, both good and bad.At least, more than a dozen barbarian tribes in the Braun Lake Basin have clung together.And the current situation makes the barbarians' intelligence and assertiveness stand out.

In the battle with the land lord, the high-ranking half-orcs of the Cracked Rock tribe suffered heavy casualties. More than half of the more than 40 butchers were lost, and everyone was injured; almost all the shamans who participated in the battle were wiped out.Quel Ngra has just been promoted to the sixth rank of slaughterer.He needs time to stabilize his realm, and the spiritual light is also reminding him, can the half-orc chieftain of the Black Fire Tribe accommodate a newly promoted sixth-order slaughterer?What would the Blackfyre Warchief do if he couldn't tolerate a potential challenger?
Now, Quel N'gra is not in the mood to do superfluous things, and thousands of Rockshatter Orcs are in chaos.They wandered the town of Braun, grabbing whatever they liked.A half-orc fighter put the panties of the half-elf waitress on his head, and was chased half a street by a dozen jealous companions.

That thing is useless... while the barbarian warriors despised the ignorant half-orcs, they hurriedly searched for supplies in Braun Town.

The barbarians also killed many powerful fighters and warriors, and even the shaman Luoya was killed by the lord of the earth.In addition to grief, the barbarian warriors can only be worthy of the sacrificed compatriots by taking more wealth.They didn't need a command, they spontaneously formed small groups and looted all over the town of Braun.

Bolang Town has a history of more than 30 years and has never been patronized by barbarian looters.The main reason is that the women of the Hemer tribe are too fierce. As long as the barbarian looters approached Bolang Town for 20 kilometers, they would be hunted down by a group of Hemer female warriors.It is conceivable how much wealth has been accumulated in Bolang Town in the past 30 years.

In the eyes of the barbarians, the bricks of Braun Town are good things, but they want gold and silver treasures, cotton cloth animal skins, military food, herbal raw materials, and the most important iron materials.

The iron grid of Braun Town Gate weighs [-] pounds.The two iron grids of the front door were under the eyes of Chief Cracked Rock, and the barbarian warriors dared not attack them, but Braun Town also had a back door that was exactly the same as the front door.

A team of sturdy barbarian warriors quickly passed through the chaotic streets.They had a very clear goal and went straight to the back door of Braun Town.

"Come on, go up to the city tower first, and see if the winch of the iron grid can still be used. There may be weapons and equipment left by the half-elves in the city tower!" A half-orc fighter in the way pushed them down, letting them fall free into the thick snow.

The same is the fighter, the gap between the orcs and the barbarians is very large.Orc fighters are better at explosive power, and blood rage talent can reduce damage, but the basic strength of barbarians is several times that of them.Barbarian warriors are not only physically strong, but also proficient in martial arts.The second-level half-orc fighter may not even be able to beat the half-elf awakened with superb martial arts skills, while the ordinary barbarian fighter directly targets the third-level professional.Even barbarian warriors without awakening blood rage talent can compete head-to-head with second-level half-elf professionals.

This group of barbarian warriors did not hesitate at all to attack the Orcs, and they were not afraid that they would go to the butcher to complain, because ordinary orc fighters were notoriously simple-minded.They may not even know who pushed them down the stairs.

The barbarian fighter eagerly climbed up the city wall, smelled the smell of kerosene outside the city tower, and instinctively reminded him that there was danger inside the city tower.

However, his mind had just been oppressed by the lord of the earth, and his response to danger became slow, and he rushed in with a round shield across his chest.But the next moment, he turned around and walked out. After only two steps, the other barbarian warriors saw his burly and strong body split into two even pieces on the left and right.

The blood wrapped the internal organs and slid down from the smooth and neat wound, steaming with steaming heat.The barbarian warriors felt a chill deep into their bones.

It didn't take long for the Tianling fighter Locke to carry his big stone hammer to the back gate tower.He glanced at the mournful fighter of the same race, stepped over the two corpses, and walked into the tower as silent as a tomb.

The smell inside is strong and pungent, it is the smell of blood, stomach contents, tobacco, charcoal fire, and kerosene.Boss Bartom was sitting on a wooden barrel with a pipe in his mouth, with his left leg cocked and his right leg crossed, with two gleaming scimitars across his knees. There was a pool of blood around him, and the remnants of several barbarian warriors were scattered all over the place. Lie on the floor tiles.Their dead bodies were like second-class fighters outside, their strong bodies were cut open by sharp blades, their wounds were smooth, and their blood and internal organs flowed all over the place.

The Heavenly Spirit Fighter Locke could still perceive a sharp and fierce air force lingering in the tower, which was the manifestation of the swordsman's will.But he didn't care, stepping into the tower with one foot, like an elephant breaking into the painter's studio, instantly destroying the artistic conception inside.

"Very sharp machete... Red Lion Bartom!" Locke slammed the astonishing stone hammer on the floor tile, holding the handle of the hammer in both hands, staring viciously at the old swordsman sitting on the wooden barrel.

Bartom felt the deep hatred of the Celestial Warriors for himself, and he asked in surprise: "There are three Celestial Warriors in the Braun Lake barbarians, which one are you?"

Locke said in fluent half-elf language: "I am Locke of Sabertooth, the son of Ullock."

Some barbarian raiders speak half-elven language, which is a great help in their raiding operations.

Bartom frowned, nodded, and said with a sigh: "Urlok... I remember him, the nightmare spreader Ullok, a powerful heavenly fighter. Even if he died in Sarah's hands in the end, I often see him in my nightmares. Hehe, Ullock told me to give up on my adventures, and now his son is coming to me for revenge. It's really interesting."

Twenty years ago was the most active period for the barbarian looters in the Bolang Lake Basin, because Urlok, the warrior of the sky spirit, led his men to attack the armed caravans going to and from Bolang Town, and they never missed.

The Famous Families of Fallen Leaves City lost a lot of interests in Braun Town, and the Adventurer's Guild put a bounty of 10 gold towers on Ulroc.But still no one could hunt and kill Ulroc, and it was not until he and his looters fell into the hands of a group of adventurers that Fallen Leaf City opened up the business road in Braun Town.

The adventure group that killed Ulroc was Bartom and his old members.However, Bartom did not receive the bounty of 10 gold towers, but exchanged Ulroc's head for the position of the branch president of the Adventurer's Guild in Braun Town.

The savage fighter Locke was silent for a while and asked, "How did my father die?"

Bartom took down the pipe in his mouth, exhaled slowly, and said, "At that time, I accepted an adventure mission to escort an armed caravan, but I didn't know beforehand that the armed caravan was actually a The bait. Urlok first defeated the ambushes behind the caravan, and then turned around to eat the bait. He and his looters are both strong, and we are no match for him... Only six of the 30-odd adventurers died. I still remember Velen's two legs being cut off by Urlok, and he was crying in a pool of blood... Urlok thought that Sarah had been beaten to death by him, and no one thought that Sarah could stand up again , and blasted Urlok from the back with his spear. Then Sarah slew all the barbarian marauders, leaving none alive."

Hearing that his father was killed by a sneak attack, Locke's cold expression softened a little, and said, "Thank you for telling me this... The Ta Cave clan leader has died in battle, why didn't you escape?"

Bartom laughed, patted his thigh, and said happily: "Good question! Someone told me that the barbarians of Braun Lake have to kill some Dissa half-elves with their own hands in order to live in peace with the half-orcs from Outland. Lord Steel Rock is not half. Elf, Mayor Maine has escaped again... I, the head of the branch leader of the Adventure Guild, should have some weight, right?"

The Celestial Fighter nodded and said: "The shaman of the half-orc will like your skull, but don't think that if you take the initiative to stay and die, the barbarian looters will let the half-elf fleeing go. Except for your skull, Crack Rock The chief also specifically explained that he wanted us to hunt down the king of half-elf... He seems to be called Weltok. Of course, I will not let Sarah who attacked my father sneakily."

"King of Half-Elves? Why is he the King of Half-Elves?" Bartom asked curiously.

Locke said indifferently: "Who knows? I told the chief that there is no king in the Desa half-elf. But the chief said he was, so that's it."

Bartom looked at the Celestial Spirit Fighter, shook his head and asked: "You just listen to the words of the Orcs from Outland? Don't you know how the Fallen Leaf City will react? When the Legion of Fallen Leaf City comes over, you barbarians are not going to be attacked. Outland orcs are launched to die?"

Locke said firmly: "No. Quel Ngra has entered into a blood alliance with us, and our three celestial fighters will be his ten brothers from now on."

"Ten brothers? Haha, I can also make a covenant with you and call you Brother Locke. What's the use of this?"

The Heavenly Spirit Fighter had a sneering expression on his face, and responded: "You half-elves don't understand at all, what does the ten brothers mean? I didn't understand it at first, but the daughter of the Heavenly Spirit did a divination, and she predicted that the Rock Split Chief would meet. Invite the Celestial Warrior to be his ten brothers, and this is the starting point of the Braun Lake barbarians to glory."

"The prophecy of the barbarian female shaman...is that the female shaman who was killed by Gangyan?" Bartom sneered at the fourth-order barbarian fighter and said, "I want to say that if the prophecy works, she will not die today. "

Locke's eyes were cold, and he stared at Bartom with the eyes of the dead, and said lightly: "My hammer will smash your body and keep your head. The shaman of the Rock Splitting Department digs out your brain with a bone knife. , scalp you, throw your skull into the fire, crack it, and you'll know the shaman's prophecy doesn't work."

"Do you want to do it? Very good." Bartom put down his pipe, picked up two alloy scimitars, looked at the bright blade surface, and said with emotion: "I especially like these two knives more than wealth. , I participated in the adventure to make money, the first thing was to buy rare metals, and then find a good blacksmith, ask him to re-forge my double knives. However, since Ullock was stabbed by Sarah, I thought, strong The fifth-order brutal fighters of this class can be easily killed, so what's the use of me honing my dual-sword skills hard?"

"So, I put down my knives, stopped adventurous life, and settled down in Braun Town. I thought I would die of old age in bed. But every time I thought about it, I couldn't sleep all night, so I could only take out the old pair in my room. waving in..."

"You just asked me, why didn't I run away? I'll tell you now, if I choose to run away, I won't be able to hold this old pair again!"

With a pair of knives in hand, Bartom's eyes were bright and pure, and he said, "It's my luck that I don't have to die in bed. It's even more fortunate that my old man can drink the blood of the son of Urlok!"

The Heavenly Spirit Fighter raised the huge stone hammer with one hand and said coldly: "I will kill you, and then kill Sarah who attacked my father, and that Veltok, I will inherit my father's name! Ullock! I won't die, I'm Ulroc of the Sabertooth!"

Bartom smiled and said: "I also promised my brothers, when I kill you, I will go to them."

"It's just you? Even a fourth-level professional swordsman wants to kill a Celestial Spirit Fighter? My father said that a half-elf professional is the most ridiculous. He kills a half-elf Venerable as easy as killing a wild boar. If one day, I can be alone To fight a violent troll, I will kill a half-elf like a wild boar. I, Locke of the Sabertooth Division, have fulfilled my father's request!"

Bartom's physique is considered sturdy and powerful among half-elfs, but compared to the fourth-tier savage fighter, he is as slender as a half-elf female.

Locke is two meters tall and has a strong and sturdy physique. When he moved forward with a heavy sledgehammer, the entire tower seemed to be shaking with his footsteps, giving people a sense of invincible oppression.

"Young savage fighter, let me tell you one thing, you don't need too much strength, it's enough to be able to cut off your head." Bartom's hand holding the knife is steady and firm, and there is a hint of cunning and insidious in his fierce eyes. " Besides, you're not seriously injured."

The Heavenly Spirit Fighter stopped and looked down at his charred chest.When he grappled the earth lord, his strong body was soaked by the power of lava, and even his internal organs were injured.

"Pain will only make the fighter more..."

"There's so much nonsense, let's fight!"

Bartom kicked the brazier beside him, the charcoal ignited the kerosene, and the flaming flames followed a line toward the Celestial Spirit Fighter.At this moment, the light and swift machete jumped out of a dazzling orange flame like a wisp of cold and sharp wind, hitting Locke's chest.

"Ah! Vile half-elf..."

The fire in the tower was getting bigger and bigger, and the windows and gates were breathing violent flames.The fourth-order savage fighter Locke rushed out of the sea of ​​​​fire empty-handed, and staggered towards the snow-covered parapet.His strong body had two terrifying wounds, and his left lung was pierced by a machete, just an inch from his heart.But this was not the most serious injury, the flames scorched his body, and he even suspected that he was almost cooked from the inside out.

Continuing to force several large handfuls of snow into his mouth to let the cold dissipate the heat in his body, the Celestial Fighter Locke finally took a sigh of relief.He turned to look at the tower that was swallowed up by the fire, his eyes were complicated.

Only warriors can understand warriors, even if they are the enemy of life and death.

"Red Lion Bartom, great old warrior, the flames send you off..."

(End of this chapter)