Chapter 1085: Blood River (8)
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Orc Tyrant
- Mo Ge Zhuo Gen
- 1249 characters
- 2021-03-03 02:12:59
The senior commander of the Blood Axe Legion stood on both sides of him, and they were all heavily armed, wearing shiny black military uniforms and armor.
Since being given the title of "Beast" by Guk and taking full responsibility for matters in the eastern region, the Blood Axe Army has basically been resident in and around the city of Tyre, so their equipment level and number have been greatly increased. Tyre's industry is almost owned by Beiruf, and he also boldly allows the human community to exist, as long as they can hand over industrial products on time, to ensure their safety and freedom.
Only two years have passed since the war, but that seems to have happened a long time ago.
"I am about to start, I am thinking about something special today."
Beluf looked at Camille, who was less than ten meters away from him. Even after so many things happened, Camille would still be very happy to talk to him.
"The recent performance of that product is a bit rushing, your role today is just to wait and see how things change, understand?"
"Understand, my master." T
"Posco?"
Beluff looked at his new adjutant, and the guy seemed to be in a daze.
But in the face of the warlord's inquiry, he immediately responded, nodded, and stood at his usual position.
"Understand, sir."
He could feel the warlord's penetrating eyes staring at him, and all he could do was look at the vault in the courtyard.
At this time, a door opened, and heavy footsteps came in, and then a blood-red behemoth emerged from the shadow outside the door.
Although Camille had seen the warlords of the Gough Legion, he was still shocked by the fierce and powerful fierceness of the beast again and again.
Grak is huge. It is said to be the warlord closest to Guk, the king of Ouk, but his shoulders are even thicker.
The neck as thick as a tree trunk carries a huge square head, the scarred face is violent and agitated, and the hurtful eyes are deeply trapped in the middle of the interlaced scars.
A bunch of ugly scroot tresses were draped over his head, hanging down to the shoulder armor.
Grak’s armor is as blood-red as his skin. A thick metal plate covers a layer of mail armor. A chain axe and a butcher knife cross his back, making him look like a barbaric world. God of War.
Carmel heard that before Guk surrendered to him, the two once met the sword soldiers, but then the king of Ouk conquered the "Red Devil" by force and made him his most loyal evil dog.
It is said that Grak has committed countless crimes in previous wars. The massacre is a commonplace for him. There are no women and children in his eyes. As long as it is alive, he cannot get rid of his butcher knife.
According to some undisclosed data, only one million people were killed in the city of Tyre by Grak and his butchers, and the ancient moat was once filled with corpses. And all this happened after the city surrendered.
Guk was still there, but he didn't stop it, and no one could stop it.
After seeing Grak, Carmel believed the rumor without difficulty.
and the deputy of the Gaofu warlord stood on the side of his boss, his expression calm as water, although his Lord's face was clouded.
"Beluff!"
Grak's rough and ferocious voice growled:
"It looks like you are welcoming me like a boss, so now I am your little brother?"
"Not really."
Beluff answered without any hassle.
"I'm just very happy that you are here."
"Are I willing to miss this interesting meeting? How is it possible."
The threat in Grak’s tone was like a crater with thick smoke.
Suddenly, the second horse came out of another arch. It was a team of guards. Under the leadership of the chief of the Tyre guard Chalkin, they wore bright silver armor to accompany their chiefs. Everyone equipped The degree of gorgeousness is almost not inferior to their leaders.
"The beast, salute you,"
Chalkin said proudly and formally, and Beiruf nodded in response.
Carmel can see that when Beirut managed the city, the entire eastern continent, he has gradually become an experienced diplomat.
"As a representative of the overlord, on this occasion I will attend for him and temporarily command the guards for him."
Then he turned to Grak and nodded and said:
"Nice to see you, Boss Grak."
Grak did not answer him arrogantly. Carmel saw that this humiliation made Chalkin's expression a bit stiff.
There was a smile on the mouth of the Hawks, which was what she and Beiruv were happy to see. Grak had committed evil with the guard chief representing Guk’s power, which would greatly weaken his right to speak here, and There will be no alliance that threatens Beiruf’s status.
Even Camille gave Beiruf a lot of ideas to keep the small friction between the two sides accumulating.
The discord that is now showing is just the tip of the iceberg of many contradictions in the past.
But before any possible conflict was triggered, the last team entered the court.
Lame, the warlord of the fierce legion, came among a group of warriors dressed in pale green piebald armor.
This warlord's armor has almost no decoration, except for the harpoon on his side of the shoulder armor that represents him from the ocean.
His face and forehead were covered with ravines and scars, but there was no scrooge hair, and a thick neck shield covered his mouth and throat, and a white gas was sprayed out as he breathed.
A mechanic carrying a mechanical boom stood beside his warlord, and Camille recognized him with a smile.
Omega, a mechanic who once worked under Oki Mead.
This guy has a very unique insight in the manufacture of machinery. The giant helicopters he made have become the iconic combat equipment of the fierce army. Those giant helicopters are three times larger than ordinary jets. EbookFREE.me~ has three The propeller can carry heavy weapons such as rockets and cannons, and the bottom armor is so outrageously thick that it can carry out low-altitude assaults against the ground's air defense firepower.
Therefore, Li Lao valued him very much, even willing to make him his deputy.
But then, unlike the average mechanic boy, Omega has no obvious triviality and weakness in his character. He has won many friends in different legions with his straightforward and honest quality.
Even Camille had gotten rid of some small things he had made for himself.
Limo saw Belluf and nodded slightly to him.
"My good brother has arrived."
Beluff nodded and responded loudly:
"Everyone is here."
The beast got up and walked from his high throne to the center of the court. The light in the room dimmed. A map fell from the dome and appeared in front of him, floating against the floor.
"This is a map drawn by the Shrimp Warriors. The Shrimp people call it the Western Front Barrier. Remember it."
Afterwards, he pointed to the isthmus on the side of the west line barrier close to Tyre.
"I originally established a dozen small strongholds here, to ensure that those nearby shrimps can't slip to the opposite side."
"So you didn't do your job well?"
Grak sneered, and then Beirug glared at him with dangerous eyes.
"Some resistance did appear at that time, but all the remaining forces were destroyed in the valley."
Then he pointed to a mountainous area southwest of the western barrier.