Lord Roar

Chapter 168 Giants

Samson led dozens of giants and ran to the gate of Iron Hammer Castle like dogs.

Alan noticed that Samson's face was a little blue, a long scar on his belly was shocking, and his generous face was covered with sweat.

However, dozens of giants came running over together, and the earth-shaking power almost frightened the group of dwarfs behind them paralyzed.

Seeing Allen and Babylon the Great, Samson took his second brother to the gate of Fort Hammer and greeted them kindly.

The two square faces were carved out of the same mold. Without careful identification, it is really impossible to distinguish who is the boss and who is the second.

Two giant brothers, each holding a gate of Fort Hammer, covered with sticky green blood.

With two "bang bang", they threw the two gates of Fort Iron Hammer to the ground.

Hundreds of dwarves at the gate of Hammer Castle pointed at the giants and cursed.

Samson's second brother glanced at the dwarves under his feet with disdain, coughed and spit on the ground.

A large group of dwarves were covered in faces.

Allen and the others walked to the top of the city wall, and they were almost at eye level with the Samson brothers.

Seeing that Master Dogen was also there, Samson leaned over with a big head and said with a blushing face, "Master Dogen, do you still have food in the dungeon?"

Master Dogen covered his ears and took a step back, and said impatiently, "What's the matter? And please keep your voice down."

"The ogre destroyed the cave we live in!" Samson's blushing face became squirming: "Give us some more food from Hammer Castle."

"What did you just say?" Master Dogen rolled his eyes and pouted his lips and asked, "I didn't hear clearly."

"The ogre destroyed the cave we live in."

"last sentence."

Samson rubbed the back of his head and said awkwardly, "Do you still have food in the dungeon?"

Master Daogen pulled his face, and said in a vicious voice, "No!"

Looking at the two shameless brothers, I don't even bother to scold them. These two people come here every now and then to ask for food. Today it rains and the cave is flooded with no food to eat. Tomorrow the food will be stolen. The giants are hungry and can only Go to sleep.

Master Dogen is also convinced by these giants. There has never been rain in the Ganya Plain all year round. Apart from them, there are only dwarves on the plain. Who would dare to steal their food under the eyes of the giants? Is it long?

Today is a different reason, and they blamed the ogres. Those ogres didn't go deep into the Mulu Mountains at all, and they all killed them in Fort Hammer. How could they destroy their caves and food.

Samson and his second brother were also short-tempered. Seeing Master Dogen's attitude, he bent down and picked up the two city gates, threatening: "If you don't give it back, the gates will not be returned to you either."

Master Dogen is also the one who eats the soft and not the hard, so he turned his face and shouted: "We don't want any more, and we won't give you any more food in the future."

Seeing that the two started to argue, Allen had no time to delay them, so he waved his hands and shouted at the two giant brothers: "Your third brother has almost recovered from his injuries, and he is lying in the open space behind Fort Hammer."

Then Samson turned his head and said with a simple smile: "Chief of the barbarians in the wilderness, my second brother Clios and I sincerely thank you!"

Clios also said: "Heroic wasteland chieftain, you are a good friend of our Garnia plain giant family forever."

"You're welcome, it's easy to do." Allen shrugged indifferently and said, "You are welcome to visit the Bloodhoof Tribe on the Great Wasteland when you have time."

The two giant brothers looked at each other, and then at Master Dogen, who only left them with the back of his head.

Samson stared at Alan with scorching eyes, and poked his second brother with the big carrot-thick index finger of his right hand.

Clios smiled awkwardly, looked at Allen and asked, "Can we really visit your tribe in the future?"

Allen leaned forward and patted his strong shoulder, and said boldly: "Of course, our Bloodhoof welcomes friends the most. As long as you come, you will have enough meat and wine. We like making friends best."

When Babylon the Great heard the sound of Samson swallowing, he suddenly felt something was wrong.

Seeing his elder brother looking at him encouragingly, Creos looked a little embarrassed with a generous face, and said to Allen with a guilty conscience: "Then we, the Gania Plains, are going to be a guest today?"

"What do you mean?" Allen was a little confused.

Samson pushed his second brother, and said pretendingly: "Silly brother, what are you talking about, he is just polite, why do you take it seriously?"

Allen waved his hands hurriedly, and said with a tiger face: "Who is being polite, what I said is true, you are really welcome to be guests."

Clios looked at Samson with a red face, and quickly explained: "Brother, I didn't mean that, I meant..."

Samson interrupted him again, and said viciously: "Who said that people are bragging, they are much richer than that little old man Dougan, why don't they care about our food, don't talk nonsense."

Allen was in a hurry, and shouted angrily: "Nonsense, can I compare with that bastard Dougan? Don't you look at who I am, do you have no place to sleep? Do you have nothing to eat? Don't worry, Lao Tzu Take care of you."

"Then it's a deal!" After Samson and Clios finished speaking in unison, they turned and ran back to the tribe, impatient to share the good news.

Alan, who suddenly felt that he was deceived, looked at a group of giants whispering in the distance, and heard those giants whispering intermittently in his ears, saying that he met a rich man, that he had lost his food, that the eldest brother and the second brother were fooled again, etc. of.

Master Dogen looked at Alan from the side, shaking his head constantly, with a look of pity on his face.

"What are you looking at?" Allen said with an unfriendly expression, "I just have money, what's wrong."

"Hey, um, you are the richest, of course the gold dwarf is rich." Master Dogen teased: "This is the first time I heard that the wild barbarian has a rich man."

"It's just a few dozen giants. You think everyone is you, so stingy, how much can they eat in one meal."

Master Dogen pointed to the giant outside the city gate, and said, "Do you know how much they eat in one meal? Besides, do you think you can send them away with one meal?"

"How much can you eat?" Allen asked with a guilty conscience: "What do you mean you can't send them away after a meal?"

"These giants often come to our Iron Hammer Castle to fight the autumn wind, and we also give them a limited amount of relief. Do you know why they are always sleeping?"

"why?"

Master Dogen chuckled and said: "Because they don't have enough to eat, one giant can consume the daily supply of one hundred dwarves in Hammer Castle, and they still don't have enough to eat, so they can only sleep. That's ten days."

"Then I'll let them have a good meal, and then I'll send them back to eat up your Iron Hammer Castle." Allen said viciously: "You are really stingy, no matter what, the giants helped you clean up so much. Ogre."

Master Daogen said with a sympathetic look: "I hope that group of giants won't hold back when the time comes. I'll see what you do then."

Allen looked at the good bodies of the giants who resisted the beating, stroked his beard stubble and said, "If you don't leave, you won't leave, and you will be free thugs."

Master Dogen laughed a few times and declined to comment.

Allen also felt a little weak, and yelled at Samson: "I can tell you, if you eat and drink my food, you have to be my thug, and I will say the ugly things first."

Clios shouted sternly: "A giant will never be a slave!"

Seeing that Alan was about to change his face, Samson then shouted: "Unless you control food and control!"

(End of this chapter)