Lord Roar

Chapter 104
On the vast wasteland plain, two completely different teams stood under the scorching sun.

The party with fewer people wore simple animal skin skirts and exposed their strong upper body.

These one hundred warriors had glaring scars all over their rock-like muscles, and on their backs, tops of heads, thighs, and chests, there was a tattoo of a lion totem.

This team dressed in costumes that clearly bear the characteristics of the wilderness barbarians is the wasteland lion, one of the four barbarian noble tribes of the wasteland barbarians.

At the front of the team stood a barbarian warrior who was over [-] meters tall and looked like an iron tower. His eyes were red and he was looking into the distance. His mouth made a sound like a wild beast, as if he was ready to kill someone at any time. Disturbing, scary.

Even the lion tribe warriors of the same clan kept a certain distance from him.

He is the strongest warrior known as the wild land, the chief of the Lion tribe, Johnny the Great Axe.

As the chief of the tribe, Johnny inherited the tradition of the barbarians and never had the habit of using weapons.

The giant ax was not his weapon, but his battle guardian beast, a giant gray lion of different species with scales all over its body.

"Giant Axe" is different from other giant gray lions of the same kind. In addition to its tall and strong body, it is also covered with dark scales, covering the whole body like armor. Not only that, the head of this alien giant gray lion is also long. A sharp, flat horn like an ax appeared.

Johnny's eyes are naturally red, and whenever he fights, unlike other barbarians who have semi-petrified skin, the muscles all over his body will be like rocks, and show a grayish white color.

As we all know, these two characteristics only exist in the giant family on the Gania Plain.

The native barbarians on the wasteland knew that Johnny was not a barbarian in the strict sense, but a mixed blood of two races.

According to legend, his father was not a barbarian, but a giant family in the Ganya Plain, and his biological mother was Johnny who was born after being taken away by a giant.

35 years ago, Johnny, who was still an infant, was abandoned by the giants at the border of the Garnia Plain and the wasteland.

At that time, the great chief Manstein, who was just an ordinary soldier of the lion tribe, brought this descendant of the giant and the barbarian back to the lion tribe to raise him up by chance when he was out hunting.

He was like a different kind of Johnny since he was a child, and he was treated with countless discrimination and indifference by the lion tribe people. Everyone regarded him as a shame for the tribe. Even the contemporary lion chiefs, every time they see him, they will think of them. Those tribes that the giant looted.

Until Johnny became an adult, he left the tribe alone, penniless.

The people of the Xiongshi tribe only knew that he had entered the vast Ganya Plain, but they didn't know what he was going to do, and no one asked or cared.

A few months later, Johnny brought back the juvenile "Giant Axe", which is the alien giant gray lion.

One man and one beast did not enter the camp of the Lion Tribe, but [-] meters away from the camp, shouted "Manstein wait for me", and then resolutely left.

At that time, except for Manstein, who was just an ordinary soldier who had not yet become a great chief, and Johnny looked at each other from a distance, all the clansmen of the Lion tribe ignored the lonely Johnny outside the camp with cold eyes.

They don't know where this alien will go, let alone care.

Shortly after Johnny disappeared, Manstein also became council elder of the Warchief's tribe.

Until five years later, when all the lion clansmen had forgotten about this barbarian alien, Johnny came back with the "giant axe" and challenged the contemporary lion chief as the return of the king.

The contemporary lion chief had his arms broken by Johnny, and even the battle guardian beast was trampled into a pulp by the "giant axe".

When Johnny proposed to replace the chief, no one agreed, because the chief should be elected by the tribe members, but there are always exceptions.

Without the support of Johnny's tribe to be elected chief, he kept challenging the new chiefs. Those poor ghosts who had just become the lion chiefs had no choice but to refuse Johnny's challenge. Unfortunately, they all ended up dead or hurt.

Johnny's journey as a chief was not without blood and blood. In this way, he stepped on the bones and blood of countless lion tribe members to obtain the position of chief of the lion tribe.

In less than ten years, under the strong leadership of Johnny, the lion tribe, which originally only had a few hundred people, and its bloody and cruel methods, successively annexed dozens of barbarian tribes, large and small.

In the end, the lion tribe was developed into one of the four noble tribes in the wasteland, and Manstein, who was only an elder at the time, was pushed to the throne of the great chief of the wasteland in one fell swoop.

A barbarian mixed blood, in just a few decades, has been stained with the blood of the same race, let alone killed the lives of the same race, creating today's lion tribe.

Looking at the human legion formed not far away, Johnny was full of disdain, and kept patting the same irritable giant gray lion of different species, comforting him: "There is only one fate for the prey, and the lion's lurking is only to bite When hunting prey, the fangs are sharper."

How could a ferocious and ferocious lion associate with a cunning fox? Johnny also comforted himself. If he hadn't obeyed the great chief unconditionally, he wouldn't have bothered to join forces with the lackeys of the Holy See to attack the bloodhoof tribe that had already set in the sun.

Although he wished to slaughter the waste of the Bloodhoof Tribe, as the barbarian chief, he didn't want human hands to be stained with even a drop of barbarian blood.

Waving to call a tribal warrior, Johnny ordered: "Tell Custer, give them another half an hour, the time is up, no matter whether the gang of griffins come back, the lion tribe will not continue to waste time."

Half a moment later, the tribal warrior who sent the message came over and respectfully said: "Humans said they won't attack before sunset, if we can't wait, we can attack first, chief, I think they want to use us to confront Bloodhoof first. "

Johnny's blood-red eyes looked at the human phalanx stationed not far away, and he said word by word: "The lion on the wasteland never cares about the cunning of the fox! Tell the soldiers, prepare to attack, and I will kill the blood hooves with my own hands!" Zack."

The lion tribe warriors who received the order continued to roar.

"Lion's fangs! Blood splattered on bloody hooves!"

"Lion's fangs! Blood splattered on bloody hooves!"

"Lion's fangs! Blood splattered on bloody hooves!"

The hundred warriors brought by Johnny this time are all elite warriors in the tribe. They have blindly obeyed the orders of the chief all the year round and kept slaughtering their own tribesmen, making them forget some traditions of the barbarians. Will obey orders, numb the war machines that carry out the orders to kill.

For them, raising the butcher knife to the Bloodhoof tribe, who are also barbarians, does not have any psychological burden.

Johnny straddled the "Great Axe", pointing in the direction of the Bloodhoof tribe.

More than 100 barbarian warriors rushed over like a tsunami and landslide.

The elite warriors of the Lion tribe knew that what their chief was referring to was a place where people were devastated.

The human warriors not far away looked at the warriors of the lion tribe who were like wild beasts, and the earth-shaking shouts sounded in their ears, as if these were not a hundred barbarian warriors, but a hundred chosen people. And devouring beasts.

Guarded by thirty vindictive warriors, Gate was originally the captain of the guard squadron in the Western Diocese, and also the commander of the human army this time.

Looking at the group of barbarians rushing out like a flood, Gate frowned secretly.

He didn't want to launch an offensive so early. After all, there is no news about those materials and monster crystal cores. The first task this time is not the Bloodhoof tribe, but those monster crystal cores that need to be supplied to the headquarters of the holy city of the Holy See. After being destroyed by the other party, everything is meaningless.

After thinking about it for a while, seeing that the warriors of the Lion Tribe had already rushed hundreds of meters away, Gart had no choice but to tell the herald next to him: "Go ahead, follow these barbarians, and send twenty vindictive fighters to follow them Let them sneak into the Bloodhoof Tribe to find the Warcraft crystal nucleus, and the rest will protect the magician Lord Cass."

After the herald got the order, he went down and began to assign tasks.

In this way, the human battle formation slowly began to move forward, trailing behind the Lion Tribe warriors, and approaching the Bloodhoof Tribe camp.

At this time, Alan, who was a few kilometers away, was standing above the camp in the void more than ten meters above the ground, with the water element behind him turning into wings and flying up and down.

Allen kept yelling at the tribal fighters in the camp below: "Hurry up, hurry up, and retreat after the release."

Du Fu, who was also standing in the void beside him, had an old face flushed as if he had drunk old wine.

"Are you still okay? Brothers are almost finished?"

Du Fu rolled his dead fish eyes, and said angrily: "You think the magic power is inexhaustible? After I cast the Wings of Water for you, there is not much magic power left, and you still have to fill those pits, why don't you come try?"

"Crazy, I'm not a magician." Allen tilted his head, as if he was in charge of my business.

"It will be ready soon, hehe, I guess they can't bear it anymore."

"Don't be lazy, or neither of us will be able to run away in a while!"

Old Du Fu wiped the sweat off his face, and said hastily, "Okay, okay, the next step is up to you."

"Then I'm going down, can't you let us go for a while? Don't forget to hold the fire magician on the other side." After Allen finished speaking, he took out a large handful of Warcraft crystal cores from his bosom, still He hesitated and handed it over to Du Fu.

"What the hell are you talking so much nonsense, get out!"

Allen rolled his eyes at Du Fu, flickered the two water elemental wings behind him, and slowly landed below the camp.

(End of this chapter)