"Teacher is very powerful, but the Ironsong Tribe doesn't know that even their home has been occupied.”
He frowned. "I heard that the humans have sent an army of 100,000 people to fight against the Ironsong Tribe. Think about how many Ironsong Tribes there were. This was one of the three major tribes in the oasis. It was said that Derek only had a few thousand five hundred and fifty-five people. Of course, they were not a match for the humans.”
"That's also because the Beastmen themselves were originally fewer in number than humans. With so many tribes divided, if they don't unite, they will only be devoured by humans.”After Rashu finished speaking, the surrounding orcs revealed awkward expressions.
Although they were from the Black Iron tribe, they were also orcs. Rashu said that most of his tribe was in pain.
"Then, what is this? Isn't our goal of expanding the Black Iron Empire to make the Beastmen leave this desolate plain? Perhaps you can see the outside world, or you can visit Zi Youlan's hometown.”Qin Tian laughed. He saw a small corner of this world that was like a wasteland. Outside the steel fortress, there was a wider landscape waiting to be discovered.
Under Rashu's lead, they steadily made their way towards the Yellow Rock tribe. It had been a few days since Rashu had taken away the third row of the Yellow Rock tribe. Tarocen, who didn't have any information about the third row, was already certain that the third row was an accident. He hurried to Demonic Wind. In the end, this person panicked and boasted that the warrior who made the potion was the strongest. Now that something had happened, he must be very interested.
"Mr. Prophet, there's an accident in the third row.”Tarocen entered the tent where he was staying in Demonic Wind. At this moment, the prophet was doing some strange potion research again. The entire tent was filled with an unpleasant smell. Tarocen covered his mouth and nose silently.
"An accident happened. What did the ordinary orcs report to me?”Demonic Wind looked coldly at Tarocen as he busied himself with his research.
"But…Mr. Prophet, the captain of that team is a potion user who will not panic.”
"Clack!" The tent suddenly fell into silence. Only the sound of Mo Tianfeng holding the glass tube in his hand could be heard. The light blue potion was sprinkled on the carpet, but he did not react.
Why was it possible? What did they do?
"A few days ago, the entire team went out to look for people, but they haven't returned since. They feel like they've met with something difficult..."
"That's impossible." Demonic Wind stopped Tarocen from continuing. "The best power in the wasteland is the Orc Prophet, but there will never be a Prophet who can fight against the terrifying warrior. If there really was someone…it must be them.”
In Mo Tianfeng's mind, he recalled the person who defeated him in the Vulture Family.
However, just as this thought appeared in his mind, Mo Tianfeng immediately shook his head and said,"I can't meet that person by chance like this."”
"Lord Prophet?" Tarocen saw this sudden action and was puzzled by the strange prophet.
"From now on, don't stand out anymore. Let's stop for now. Report immediately if you see any human.”Mo Tianfeng looked at the other party's words seriously. His expression became unnatural. It was also his own negligence that the Vulture Tribe fell. However, this time, there was a new change in panic. The result was different.
……………
Qin Tian and Mo Tianfeng did not expect their fate to be so coincidental. Demonic Wind once again chose to develop the tribe near the Black Iron Tribe. This tribe soon became the target of the Black Iron Tribe. Everything was so coincidental…
"Hehe." Qin Tian smiled.
"Young Master Xilan, the general wants to see you.”In the corner, Xilan was hugging his knees with his head between his legs. No one knew what he was thinking. The soldiers who brought West Mist along felt a chill in their hearts when they saw his cold eyes.
Xilan's eyes were really cold, as if it had been cold for ten thousand years. It was so cold that no one could get close to it.
"Young Master Xilan?" The soldier shouted that he wanted to try, but he did not know that his body was trembling so much that he could not see.
"Clang clang." Xilan stood up from the ground, his chains rattling. Hegel had locked him up. Xilan was too violent and was chained up.
"Untie Young Master." A dog-like soldier ran over and unshackled Xilan.
She rubbed her painful arm and walked out of the room without saying a word. This was Iron Song City, which was occupied by Malan's army. West Mist walked towards Hegel's well-known room. Two of West Mist's guards stared at him strangely. "When General Hegel lived here, wasn't Young Master Silan here?”
"I also want to ask. I seem to know where the general lives. How do I know?”
After Silan, the two of them arrived at Hegel's house. This was the home of the tyrant, which was later accepted by Hegel not long after the fall of Iron Song City.
"Young Master Xi Lan." As a general of the First Army, Hegel had many guards outside his room. However, as Hegel's son, Xilan was naturally unable to stop them and was sent inside.
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