Chapter 784
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At the top of the black earth fortress, in a house built of obsidian.
The area of the stone house is about 100 square meters. A round stone table is placed in the center. A flame burns in the center of the stone table. The light of the fire makes the stone house yellow.
At this time, the stone house is full of orcs, dwarves, goblins, and several trolls. These people stand or sit and shout. The hot tempered dwarves roar from time to time, and the orcs are not willing to show weakness. This is the tribal meeting.
Bang, bang, bang!
A troll about four meters tall slapped the stone table, trying to stop the dwarves and orcs fighting.
Around the stone table sat several leaders of the black earth war zone, including a strong tauren, a mountain dwarf king, a goblin inventor, and the troll who was slapping the table. This was an ice troll, a rare caster among the trolls.
These four are the top commanders of the black earth fortress. There is no difference between them. If there is an important choice, it needs to be discussed at the meeting.
Behind these four people, as well as their own clansmen, all the people who can enter the stone house are the senior members of the tribal army.
With the ice troll beating the stone table, the stone house is more peaceful.
"Silence!"
The ice troll was obviously furious. In his opinion, the stone house was a mob except for the trolls.
"Hum."
Wang Lenghan, the mountain dwarf next to him, has the same idea. Except for the dwarfs, all the other races in the stone house are rubbish.
"The main reason why we can't defeat the fragmentary empire is that we need to be united, not united enough."
Armstrong, the tauren, the leader of the orc black earth war zone, sighed. Though he was rough and mad, he was the best of the four.
"Yes, unite."
In a shrill voice, a goblin inventor with a golden crown and at least 20 rings on ten fingers opened his mouth. These rings are not decorations. All his abilities are on them.
Goblin clan belongs to the grass on the wall. They will not propose actively. If there are many people on the side, they will prefer the side.
"The imperial army is going to fight here. You all heard that in the previous war, the orcs were killed and wounded badly. Therefore, this war can no longer be led by the orcs."
The ice troll nodded to Armstrong, the Tauren. Armstrong's heart warmed and silently wrote down the friendship of the ice troll.
"They don't lead? Then who is up? Dwarf? There are many of them. "
The goblin inventor found that the situation was not right, so he quickly threw the pot to the dwarves.
"Stink your pig! Do you fight with sticks in case of mass casualties of our dwarves? "
The hot tempered dwarf King slapped the table and stared.
"You can't go, can we go to the goblin..."
"Good idea."
"That's right."
"I agree with that."
Before the goblin inventor finished speaking, the other three looked at it. The style of goblin people is really hateful. In all the battles, they are hiding in the last place.
"Impossible."
Goblin inventors flatly refused to use orcs as cannon fodder, almost becoming a tradition.
"The enemy will fight at once. We can't even choose a striker. Alas."
The ice troll sighs, which is why the Horde army is more than three times as many as the Imperial Army, but it has been living on the edge of the continent.
There is no way to do this. There are contradictions among tribes. Even under the pressure of the Empire and the poor living environment, there is no way to choose a big leader. Unless the big leader is a mixture of four ethnic groups, there is a possibility.
Then it's very difficult for the royal families of all tribes to intermarry. Imagine what the prospect of a female goblin marrying a troll would be. It's not exaggerating to go to the stomach. It's not intermarriage, it's murder. As for the combination of other races and female trolls, it's also impossible. The female Troll can't have offspring with his family, which is obtained through numerous experiments Conclusion.
The orcs, goblins and dwarves all have intermarriage and have produced good offspring, but the trolls have always been unable to overcome the difficulties.
Moreover, even if there are four mixed races, the subsequent troubles will continue. Therefore, the tribal side directly adopts the parliamentary system.
The advantage of parliamentary system is to reduce the conflicts among all ethnic groups. All ethnic groups have rights in their hands. The disadvantage is that it is too troublesome to choose one thing. For example, which ethnic group should be the vanguard of the black soil fortress now.
"The situation is urgent. Let's use trolls as strikers."
"No way."
The goblin inventor was the first to object.
"Frost, do you want the group to be exterminated?"
The dwarf king put away his fiery temper. The fertility of the trolls is not strong. If there are a large number of deaths and injuries of the trolls, it will be a serious blow to the tribe.
"There is no other way..."
"We orcs as strikers."
Armstrong, the tauren, stood up and looked around the three.
"Compatriots, when will we unite? That is the day of the ruin of the Empire. Before that, we can only shrink in the chimney mountain."
Armstrong got up and walked out. He pushed the door open, and walked out of the stone house, avoiding the door frame. The other three leaders in the stone house stopped talking.
As soon as he stepped out of the stone house, Armstrong felt the fortress under his feet shaking slightly.
Boom, boom, boom
The march of hundreds of thousands of people made the ground shake slightly.
"So soon, it's worthy of being the frontier blood lion Carlos."
Armstrong came to the edge of the wall and looked down. With the help of moonlight, he saw the army half a kilometer away.
In front of the army, a man in red armor and a horse caught Armstrong's attention.
"That's Carlos!? "
Armstrong shook his head in disbelief and blinked. After more than ten seconds of confirmation, he could be sure that it was the frontier blood lion Carlos.
"Is this guy crazy..."
Armstrong began to feel bad, very bad. He rushed back into the stone house, and the horn on his head hit the Obsidian on the door frame.
With a dull bang, Armstrong rushed into the stone house, and the three leaders in the stone house were stunned.
"Armstrong, you are "
icy Troll detects that Armstrong's face is not right.
"The Imperials are here."
Armstrong's face was twitching.
"Hiss"
the inventor of goblin hissed. He was laughing at Armstrong's embarrassed appearance at this time. Isn't it the Imperial Army's attack? This kind of thing is common.
"The frontier blood lion Carlos starts."
"What!?"
The three leaders stood up at the same time.
"That's not good."
"Is Carlos out of his head, if he dies..."
"Bullshit, the frontier blood lion Carlos personally starts the charge. Once the war begins, how much will the imperial soldiers' momentum be excited?"
All four tribal leaders are aware of the seriousness of the matter.
"Frost, let's get rid of him."
Armstrong's nose was white.
"Good."
The ice troll stands up. Among the orcs and trolls, only the strong can be the leader. The strong is the king. The king of the two families is not related by blood, but the powerful.
"I'm the one. Everyone knows Carlos's strength. Besides, the night elf Princess must be near him. It's said that the two guys have a leg."
The mountain dwarf King sneered.
"No, you're gone. Who will direct the defense of the black earth fortress?"
Armstrong flatly refused.
"Am I a decoration? Sometimes brains work better than muscles. If the night elf princess is really near Carlos, he will die
The inventor of goblin makes a funny laugh, which seems to be the winner.
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At the top of the black earth fortress, in a house built of obsidian.
The area of the stone house is about 100 square meters. A round stone table is placed in the center. A flame burns in the center of the stone table. The light of the fire makes the stone house yellow.
At this time, the stone house is full of orcs, dwarves, goblins, and several trolls. These people stand or sit and shout. The hot tempered dwarves roar from time to time, and the orcs are not willing to show weakness. This is the tribal meeting.
Bang, bang, bang!
A troll about four meters tall slapped the stone table, trying to stop the dwarves and orcs fighting.
Around the stone table sat several leaders of the black earth war zone, including a strong tauren, a mountain dwarf king, a goblin inventor, and the troll who was slapping the table. This was an ice troll, a rare caster among the trolls.
These four are the top commanders of the black earth fortress. There is no difference between them. If there is an important choice, it needs to be discussed at the meeting.
Behind these four people, as well as their own clansmen, all the people who can enter the stone house are the senior members of the tribal army.
With the ice troll beating the stone table, the stone house is more peaceful.
"Silence!"
The ice troll was obviously furious. In his opinion, the stone house was a mob except for the trolls.
"Hum."
Wang Lenghan, the mountain dwarf next to him, has the same idea. Except for the dwarfs, all the other races in the stone house are rubbish.
"The main reason why we can't defeat the fragmentary empire is that we need to be united, not united enough."
Armstrong, the tauren, the leader of the orc black earth war zone, sighed. Though he was rough and mad, he was the best of the four.
"Yes, unite."
In a shrill voice, a goblin inventor with a golden crown and at least 20 rings on ten fingers opened his mouth. These rings are not decorations. All his abilities are on them.
Goblin clan belongs to the grass on the wall. They will not propose actively. If there are many people on the side, they will prefer the side.
"The imperial army is going to fight here. You all heard that in the previous war, the orcs were killed and wounded badly. Therefore, this war can no longer be led by the orcs."
The ice troll nodded to Armstrong, the Tauren. Armstrong's heart warmed and silently wrote down the friendship of the ice troll.
"They don't lead? Then who is up? Dwarf? There are many of them. "
The goblin inventor found that the situation was not right, so he quickly threw the pot to the dwarves.
"Stink your pig! Do you fight with sticks in case of mass casualties of our dwarves? "
The hot tempered dwarf King slapped the table and stared.
"You can't go, can we go to the goblin..."
"Good idea."
"That's right."
"I agree with that."
Before the goblin inventor finished speaking, the other three looked at it. The style of goblin people is really hateful. In all the battles, they are hiding in the last place.
"Impossible."
Goblin inventors flatly refused to use orcs as cannon fodder, almost becoming a tradition.
"The enemy will fight at once. We can't even choose a striker. Alas."
The ice troll sighs, which is why the Horde army is more than three times as many as the Imperial Army, but it has been living on the edge of the continent.
There is no way to do this. There are contradictions among tribes. Even under the pressure of the Empire and the poor living environment, there is no way to choose a big leader. Unless the big leader is a mixture of four ethnic groups, there is a possibility.
Then it's very difficult for the royal families of all tribes to intermarry. Imagine what the prospect of a female goblin marrying a troll would be. It's not exaggerating to go to the stomach. It's not intermarriage, it's murder. As for the combination of other races and female trolls, it's also impossible. The female Troll can't have offspring with his family, which is obtained through numerous experiments Conclusion.
The orcs, goblins and dwarves all have intermarriage and have produced good offspring, but the trolls have always been unable to overcome the difficulties.
Moreover, even if there are four mixed races, the subsequent troubles will continue. Therefore, the tribal side directly adopts the parliamentary system.
The advantage of parliamentary system is to reduce the conflicts among all ethnic groups. All ethnic groups have rights in their hands. The disadvantage is that it is too troublesome to choose one thing. For example, which ethnic group should be the vanguard of the black soil fortress now.
"The situation is urgent. Let's use trolls as strikers."
"No way."
The goblin inventor was the first to object.
"Frost, do you want the group to be exterminated?"
The dwarf king put away his fiery temper. The fertility of the trolls is not strong. If there are a large number of deaths and injuries of the trolls, it will be a serious blow to the tribe.
"There is no other way..."
"We orcs as strikers."
Armstrong, the tauren, stood up and looked around the three.
"Compatriots, when will we unite? That is the day of the ruin of the Empire. Before that, we can only shrink in the chimney mountain."
Armstrong got up and walked out. He pushed the door open, and walked out of the stone house, avoiding the door frame. The other three leaders in the stone house stopped talking.
As soon as he stepped out of the stone house, Armstrong felt the fortress under his feet shaking slightly.
Boom, boom, boom
The march of hundreds of thousands of people made the ground shake slightly.
"So soon, it's worthy of being the frontier blood lion Carlos."
Armstrong came to the edge of the wall and looked down. With the help of moonlight, he saw the army half a kilometer away.
In front of the army, a man in red armor and a horse caught Armstrong's attention.
"That's Carlos!? "
Armstrong shook his head in disbelief and blinked. After more than ten seconds of confirmation, he could be sure that it was the frontier blood lion Carlos.
"Is this guy crazy..."
Armstrong began to feel bad, very bad. He rushed back into the stone house, and the horn on his head hit the Obsidian on the door frame.
With a dull bang, Armstrong rushed into the stone house, and the three leaders in the stone house were stunned.
"Armstrong, you are "
icy Troll detects that Armstrong's face is not right.
"The Imperials are here."
Armstrong's face was twitching.
"Hiss"
the inventor of goblin hissed. He was laughing at Armstrong's embarrassed appearance at this time. Isn't it the Imperial Army's attack? This kind of thing is common.
"The frontier blood lion Carlos starts."
"What!?"
The three leaders stood up at the same time.
"That's not good."
"Is Carlos out of his head, if he dies..."
"Bullshit, the frontier blood lion Carlos personally starts the charge. Once the war begins, how much will the imperial soldiers' momentum be excited?"
All four tribal leaders are aware of the seriousness of the matter.
"Frost, let's get rid of him."
Armstrong's nose was white.
"Good."
The ice troll stands up. Among the orcs and trolls, only the strong can be the leader. The strong is the king. The king of the two families is not related by blood, but the powerful.
"I'm the one. Everyone knows Carlos's strength. Besides, the night elf Princess must be near him. It's said that the two guys have a leg."
The mountain dwarf King sneered.
"No, you're gone. Who will direct the defense of the black earth fortress?"
Armstrong flatly refused.
"Am I a decoration? Sometimes brains work better than muscles. If the night elf princess is really near Carlos, he will die
The inventor of goblin makes a funny laugh, which seems to be the winner.
At the top of the black earth fortress, in a house built of obsidian. The area of the stone house is about 100 square meters. A round stone table is placed in the center. A flame burns in the center of the stone table. The light of the fire makes the stone house yellow. At this time, the stone house is full of orcs, dwarves, goblins, and several trolls. These people stand or sit and shout. The hot tempered dwarves roar from time to time, and the orcs are not willing to show weakness. This is the tribal meeting. Bang, bang, bang! A troll about four meters tall slapped the stone table, trying to stop the dwarves and orcs fighting. Around the stone table sat several leaders of the black earth war zone, including a strong tauren, a mountain dwarf king, a goblin inventor, and the troll who was slapping the table. This was an ice troll, a rare caster among the trolls. These four are the top commanders of the black earth fortress. There is no difference between them. If there is an important choice, it needs to be discussed at the meeting. Behind these four people, as well as their own clansmen, all the people who can enter the stone house are the senior members of the tribal army. With the ice troll beating the stone table, the stone house is more peaceful. "Silence!" The ice troll was obviously furious. In his opinion, the stone house was a mob except for the trolls. "Hum." Wang Lenghan, the mountain dwarf next to him, has the same idea. Except for the dwarfs, all the other races in the stone house are rubbish. "The main reason why we can't defeat the fragmentary empire is that we need to be united, not united enough." Armstrong, the tauren, the leader of the orc black earth war zone, sighed. Though he was rough and mad, he was the best of the four. "Yes, unite." In a shrill voice, a goblin inventor with a golden crown and at least 20 rings on ten fingers opened his mouth. These rings are not decorations. All his abilities are on them. Goblin clan belongs to the grass on the wall. They will not propose actively. If there are many people on the side, they will prefer the side. "The imperial army is going to fight here. You all heard that in the previous war, the orcs were killed and wounded badly. Therefore, this war can no longer be led by the orcs." The ice troll nodded to Armstrong, the Tauren. Armstrong's heart warmed and silently wrote down the friendship of the ice troll. "They don't lead? Then who is up? Dwarf? There are many of them. " The goblin inventor found that the situation was not right, so he quickly threw the pot to the dwarves. "Stink your pig! Do you fight with sticks in case of mass casualties of our dwarves? " The hot tempered dwarf King slapped the table and stared. "You can't go, can we go to the goblin..." "Good idea." "That's right." "I agree with that." Before the goblin inventor finished speaking, the other three looked at it. The style of goblin people is really hateful. In all the battles, they are hiding in the last place. "Impossible." Goblin inventors flatly refused to use orcs as cannon fodder, almost becoming a tradition. "The enemy will fight at once. We can't even choose a striker. Alas." The ice troll sighs, which is why the Horde army is more than three times as many as the Imperial Army, but it has been living on the edge of the continent. There is no way to do this. There are contradictions among tribes. Even under the pressure of the Empire and the poor living environment, there is no way to choose a big leader. Unless the big leader is a mixture of four ethnic groups, there is a possibility. Then it's very difficult for the royal families of all tribes to intermarry. Imagine what the prospect of a female goblin marrying a troll would be. It's not exaggerating to go to the stomach. It's not intermarriage, it's murder. As for the combination of other races and female trolls, it's also impossible. The female Troll can't have offspring with his family, which is obtained through numerous experiments Conclusion. The orcs, goblins and dwarves all have intermarriage and have produced good offspring, but the trolls have always been unable to overcome the difficulties. Moreover, even if there are four mixed races, the subsequent troubles will continue. Therefore, the tribal side directly adopts the parliamentary system. The advantage of parliamentary system is to reduce the conflicts among all ethnic groups. All ethnic groups have rights in their hands. The disadvantage is that it is too troublesome to choose one thing. For example, which ethnic group should be the vanguard of the black soil fortress now. "The situation is urgent. Let's use trolls as strikers." "No way." The goblin inventor was the first to object. "Frost, do you want the group to be exterminated?" The dwarf king put away his fiery temper. The fertility of the trolls is not strong. If there are a large number of deaths and injuries of the trolls, it will be a serious blow to the tribe. "There is no other way..." "We orcs as strikers." Armstrong, the tauren, stood up and looked around the three. "Compatriots, when will we unite? That is the day of the ruin of the Empire. Before that, we can only shrink in the chimney mountain." Armstrong got up and walked out. He pushed the door open, and walked out of the stone house, avoiding the door frame. The other three leaders in the stone house stopped talking. As soon as he stepped out of the stone house, Armstrong felt the fortress under his feet shaking slightly. Boom, boom, boom The march of hundreds of thousands of people made the ground shake slightly. "So soon, it's worthy of being the frontier blood lion Carlos." Armstrong came to the edge of the wall and looked down. With the help of moonlight, he saw the army half a kilometer away. In front of the army, a man in red armor and a horse caught Armstrong's attention. "That's Carlos!? " Armstrong shook his head in disbelief and blinked. After more than ten seconds of confirmation, he could be sure that it was the frontier blood lion Carlos. "Is this guy crazy..." Armstrong began to feel bad, very bad. He rushed back into the stone house, and the horn on his head hit the Obsidian on the door frame. With a dull bang, Armstrong rushed into the stone house, and the three leaders in the stone house were stunned. "Armstrong, you are "icy Troll detects that Armstrong's face is not right. "The Imperials are here." Armstrong's face was twitching. "Hiss" the inventor of goblin hissed. He was laughing at Armstrong's embarrassed appearance at this time. Isn't it the Imperial Army's attack? This kind of thing is common. "The frontier blood lion Carlos starts." "What!?" The three leaders stood up at the same time. "That's not good." "Is Carlos out of his head, if he dies..." "Bullshit, the frontier blood lion Carlos personally starts the charge. Once the war begins, how much will the imperial soldiers' momentum be excited?" All four tribal leaders are aware of the seriousness of the matter. "Frost, let's get rid of him." Armstrong's nose was white. "Good." The ice troll stands up. Among the orcs and trolls, only the strong can be the leader. The strong is the king. The king of the two families is not related by blood, but the powerful. "I'm the one. Everyone knows Carlos's strength. Besides, the night elf Princess must be near him. It's said that the two guys have a leg." The mountain dwarf King sneered. "No, you're gone. Who will direct the defense of the black earth fortress?" Armstrong flatly refused. "Am I a decoration? Sometimes brains work better than muscles. If the night elf princess is really near Carlos, he will die The inventor of goblin makes a funny laugh, which seems to be the winner.
