Chapter 106 Lord of Gale! (To Make up for the Third Youngest Owed by the Leader of the Jiang Family!)

"Is this where Alger and the others disappeared?" In the early morning of the second day, a group of orcs appeared in the messy flower town.

The battle was not too small, there were a lot of elite wolf riders inside and outside the town, each of them was strong in size and strong in breath, not much worse than Alger who organized the attack on Huahua Town at that time, and could make so many of these elite beastmen To be a guard is naturally a remarkable figure.

That's right, the person here is the current chief of the Gale Tribe: Hotell. The wind roars!

Compared with ordinary orcs, this chief is not very tall, even thin, but all the orcs around him are full of awe in the eyes of this short monarch.

Hotell is a legendary existence in the Gale Tribe, and his legendary life has even been used as a story script by many human bards!

Holt was born too thin, so he was rejected by his father and ordered to abandon him in the Black Canyon. However, this thin little orc who was rejected by his parents did not become the ration of those black wolves in the valley. He was born extraordinary, and he chose to raise this abandoned little orc. Hotell, who grew up drinking wolf milk, had a wilder wolf nature than the royal family at a very young age. When he was two or three years old, he could resemble an adult black wolf. He also preyed on prey, and was able to lead a pack of wolves at the age of five. The reputation of wolf children was widely spread in Black Canyon.

At the age of six, he strayed into the holy land of the Huobu clan. He was supposed to be thrown into the magma to be executed, but the elders of the Huobu clan saw that he had extraordinary aptitude and personally taught him the skills. After passing the trial, he became the youngest Juggernaut of the Huobu Clan!

Three years later, this abandoned boy returned to the tribe and challenged the previous generation of great chiefs, his father, Gulard. The wind roared, and finally won the victory and was crowned king!

Most of the sixteen-year-old orcs are still wrestling and playing with each other in the mud. They have not yet experienced the trials of adulthood, and they do not have a black wolf of their own.

But Holt has become the leader of a large tribe with a population of nearly one million, and one of the top figures of the orc clan!

And in the decades when he was in charge of the Gale Tribe, he led the tribe to fight everywhere, and never lost. .

Today, he has great prestige in the tribe. He has almost become the object of worship of the whole tribe since he was not favored by the tribe elders at the beginning. Now he has accomplished a feat that his predecessors failed to accomplish. A piece of land lost for hundreds of years has been brought back!

Such great achievements will definitely make him the greatest chief in the history of the Galewind Tribe, bar none!

But at this time, the great chief's face looked serious. He looked at the footprints on the ground and the traces of fighting around him, and frowned.

"It's a master!" After a long time, Holt said slowly: "There are no more than five people who attacked Alger and the others, and all of them are masters who can be compared to a hundred!"

"Has the human elite arrived?" An old man with a face like tree bark and a hunchback asked with a frown.

"Heh" Hotel leaned over and grabbed the soil, squeezed it, and said with a sneer, "This footprint doesn't look like what a human being should have."

"It's the same kind?" The old man's expression suddenly became horrified: "How is it possible?"

"Nothing is impossible." Hotel stood up and said coldly, "There are quite a few enemies on our grassland these years, but I'm curious as to which tribe can cultivate so many masters."

As he spoke, he walked out slowly, looking at the traces of fighting along the way, his expression became more serious, and finally stopped when he reached the valley outside the town, and slowly looked at a rock wall The three goblins crucified.

"It's amazing strength!" The old orc couldn't help taking a breath.

"It should be said to be amazing archery." Holt narrowed his eyes slightly, and his orange pupils exuded a cold light like a beast.

He looked at the position where the elf player was standing more than ten meters away, and instantly analyzed the battle situation at that time from the footprints of the goblin, then pointed there and said: "That position, facing three goblins pounced on it at the same time. Brin, one arrow pierced three and nailed it at this position, that only shows that the angle of the arrow is arc!"

The old orc was surprised when he heard the words: "The angle of the arc, and this kind of strength? This precise judgment and this penetrating power are probably the same."

"I'm afraid Li Mu might not have the ability, right?" Holt said.

Li Mu. Gale Roar, his second uncle, the Gale Tribe is now recognized as the strongest sharpshooter!

The old orc opened his mouth slightly, but in the end he didn't refute

"It's interesting!" Holt smiled coldly: "I didn't know that there is such a force hidden in the south."

"Master Chief, what about us?" the old orc asked nervously.

"Let's go back first." Holt waved his hand and said, "The opponent has a powerful ranger, and the traces of retreat are handled very skillfully, so they can't be tracked easily. Have a good time."

"Yes, Your Majesty is wise""

At this time, a group of masters mentioned by Lord Gale are sitting at the gate of the base, doing inhumane sales like street vendors!

"Change the population, change the population, change the delicate flowery girl for a strong flower farmer, three for one, M me who is willing to trade!"

"The jackal has changed to a flower farmer. It has pure black hair, no variegation, and good appearance. If you retreat, you can be a guard at the gate, and if you advance, you can train it to be an excellent scout. One can be exchanged for two flower farmers. It's a good deal, only today!!"

"The ogre has changed the flower farmer. The strong ogre is an excellent breed of heavyweight guards. It is necessary to pretend to be aggressive. What are you waiting for? Only five flower farmers can be exchanged for it. First come first served!"

A group of first-level players watching the excitement outside the base were talking about it.

[I'm going, it's too bad, to be openly numb in broad daylight, when can I do such a thing? 】

[Why are you changing flower farmers? 】

【do not you know? The lord has developed farmland contracting, and now everyone is short of humans who can farm. That thing is in hot hands now, and the price is one day. Yesterday, one jackal could exchange three flower farmers, but today, only two can be exchanged! 】

[I'll go, then my sister sent it, yesterday I caught forty or fifty flower farmers and came back. 】

【Yeah, so it's the big brother's younger brother, may I ask who is your sister? 】

[Pick your feet! 】The player said triumphantly.

[It turned out to be the fifth-ranked elves who picked feet. He has admired him for a long time, but he is not talented. He is willing to exchange 100,000 federal currency for ten flower farmers to help earn some points. Can this dear friend contact me? 】

[Fuck off, I gave my sister all my pocket money of one million and only exchanged it for five. Do you still want to exchange ten thousand for one? Are you thinking of farting? Go to the forum to see how much the population is now! 】

Ahem, I'm sorry, I've slipped away so far today! !