Chapter 100 Uncle Bone

"Waaagh! I am the Green Prophet! I am the biggest! The worst! The greenest! The most powerful boss!" Bonebreaker. Saraka once again fell into the illusion of Mao Mao. He was wearing a heavy and heavy industrial-looking power armor, which made his already huge body look even bigger.

Indistinctly, he heard the order of Mao Mao's second brother to him: "You are doing a pretty good job, you are quite smart, unlike those stupid mushroom heads."

The cunning and rude voice of Mao Ge came, expressing his recognition of Uncle Gu's current work Waaagh!.

"But now you have to go to a more bloody place, go to the iron nest of Han Di Si to find a good shrimp to fight, this rotten port is no longer a fight!"

The rude and cunning voice of Gao Ge came, and he thought that Uncle Gu should not waste his time rolling around in these small puddles.

"I heard it! I heard the voice of the second brother!"

Uncle Bone suddenly became excited, moving his huge body down from the throne welded by the best guns and the best chopping, although he always stood on the throne instead of sitting down.

Sitting down is too sissy, the most Waaagh! Orcs should stand on the throne, so that they can become taller and bigger.

"How is the fight in the puddle?"

"Uh, boss, the shrimps are fighting very bloody, and we haven't fought in yet."

"Hmph! Fight quickly! Tell that iron-footed scum to clean up the puddle quickly! We are going to fight the enemy to death!"

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"Waaagh!"

"For the Emperor!"

The armies of both sides fought together, and the war cries of different factions rose and fell.

Ironfoot Bad Stomach, the warrior who led the invasion of this Orc army, was the biggest, the worst, the greenest, and the most stingy Orc in their tribe. He won respect and obedience for himself with countless battles. His size was so huge under the blessing of the power of thought and battle growth that even the Space Marines felt weak in front of him. But he was also a subordinate of the greatest warlord, Bonebreaker Saraka.

Wearing the best armor, the most chopping and the most robbing, Bad Stomach was tasting the delicious spicy spores made by the fart chef. He had just overturned an entire mechanized team, and used his big chop to chop all the shrimps hiding in the iron shells into meat paste, and then asked the fart chefs who followed the army to stuff them into the spicy spores, so that they were delicious.

He opened his big mouth and threw the spicy spore, which was as big as a human head, into his mouth, and Bad Stomach chewed it in big mouthfuls. According to the mad doctor Goznik, Bad Stomach got this name because he ate too many spicy spores, which damaged his stomach and made him fart all the time.

"Spicy spores? That thing is indeed delicious and intoxicating, but don't eat too much. It's spicy at both ends. If you have dermatitis and bleeding, don't come to me!" - Mad Doctor Goznik.

"Boss! Boss!" A fart spirit rolled and crawled to Bad Stomach's table, although this table was actually the remains of a chimera with its turret chopped off.

"Huh? You little coward, you ruined my mood for dinner! Come on, cut it up for me and stuff it into the spicy spores!" Bad Stomach picked up this reckless little fart spirit with dissatisfaction, ready to use him as stuffing.

"Don't eat me! Don't eat me! We received the news from the big boss." The fart spirit struggled in Bad Stomach's hand and told him that these fart spirits received the news from Uncle Bone from Big Iron Ear, and he was the first to run away and ran to Bad Stomach in the hope of getting some rewards. He didn't want to be eaten like this.

Bad Stomach touched his iron chin, let go of his hand, and the fart spirit fell down and sat on the ground.

"Tell me! What did the big boss say!"

"The big boss said that we should quickly flatten the small puddle, and then follow him to the iron nest of Han Di Si to fight."

"Han Di Si?" Bad Stomach knew this place, where the most bloody shrimps in the whole stone ball were. At the beginning, he was also very emotional. He didn't go to such a good place to fight, but let the idiot Wugu Had to fight, but now the shrimps in this small puddle are also very bloody and fight very happily.

Turning his head, he then looked at the battlefield where the battle was still going on.

Well, the boys were having fun fighting. Isn't it bad to call them back like this?

Well, those shrimps were also fighting very hard.

Hum, the big boss really gave me a difficult problem!

Bad Stomach smacked his lips, "Bring me that big horn."

Several fart spirits were carrying a huge horn, Bad Stomach grabbed it and cleared his throat. He felt that the spicy spores today were a bit salty.

"Boys!"

A huge voice came from the horn, resounding throughout the battlefield. The orc boys stopped and looked in the direction of Bad Stomach.

"For the Emperor!" In the gap when the orcs stopped attacking, the defense soldier who had recovered his breath handed the bayonet to the orcs. He didn't understand why the orcs suddenly stopped moving, but this didn't affect his desire to kill these monsters.

Just when the bayonet was about to pierce the orc's waist and release all his internal organs, the standing orc reached out and grabbed the soldier's head, and held him so that he couldn't move forward half a step.

The other hand was placed on his lips, and he made a silent gesture towards the defense forces, with some blame and helplessness in his eyes.

"Quiet, little shrimps, our boss has spoken, he doesn't like greenskins who don't listen to him."

The chaotic battlefield suddenly became quiet, and the defense army also panted and looked at the huge orc holding a big loudspeaker.

"What are they talking about?"

"I don't know, I don't know"

Very good, seeing that everyone's eyes were looking at him, "OK, boys! All eyes are on me! Look at me, look at me! I'm going to announce something!"

"The big boss, that is, Uncle Gu who gave us this awesome Waaagh!, told us to go and beat the enemy to death!"

"Yeah!" The orcs got excited, obviously they had heard of this good place.

"But we have to say goodbye to these little shrimps in the puddle!"

"Ah!" The orcs were disappointed, they hadn't fought hard yet.

"But the boss's order is an order, let's go! Get in the car and run away, we are going to fight the enemy to death!"

"Waaagh!" The orcs roared in unison, and then ran away without looking back.

"We, have we won?" A surviving defense soldier bent down, leaning on his gun and panting.

Just as the orcs came quickly, they left just as quickly. Soon, the battlefield was left with only corpses and flames, and the half-sunk Steelgat was dragged into the sea by an iron hook, and the completely damaged and shaky giant crane.

There was no cheering of victory, or even grief. The soldiers sat down in twos and threes, looking numbly in the direction where the orcs fled.

Bad Stomach looked at the boys who had been almost gathered. He didn't know how many boys he had, but it seemed quite a lot now. Anyway, in his impression, there were only a few concepts of boys, such as a few, a lot, and quite a lot. As for super a lot, it depends on how the boss looks at it.

"Where are those crazy guys?"

"Boss, they are still in the cage."

"Let them out and let them deal with those shrimps. We have to escape."

Half an hour after the orc army evacuated the port, the violent Waaagh energy exploded and swept the entire port

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