A wave has not yet subsided, and a wave has invaded again.

"The knights who swept the storm, for the tribe, for the future of the orcs!"The priest, holding the cane, sat on the back of the dark beast, shouting in the direction of dawn.

“Shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

“Shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

The sound of the roar shook the heavens and the earth, the manic orcs leaped down from the great wall of despair, and stepped into the wilderness, the combative orc warriors, holding a huge tot, without fear, rushed into the dark wilderness, and the sky trembled in their roaring and roaring.

"That's a warrior from the Orcs!"At the top of the Great Wall, the gray-robed wizard looked at the orcs who had jumped from the dense realm, and the storm rider who whizzed through the sky, excited.

"For Azeroth!" cried the Grey-robed wizard, who suddenly shouted, like a storm, rang at the top of the Great Wall in a desperate situation, and then swept across the wilderness.

Deep in the wilderness, the maple forest shrouded in darkness and haze, there are bursts of low roars, and there is a manic force that is gathering at an extreme speed.

The smell of decay is coming from the depths of the wilderness, towards the Great Wall of despair.

War is imminent!

The wolf with the long knife rode down across the void, and the warriors of the orcs rushed to the darkness of the wilderness with blood and Mori blood bones.

The sound of fierce fighting came and went, and the roar of the orcs and the desolate voice of the ghosts completely drowned a corner of the wasteland.

Countless arrows, soldiers who crossed the orcs, cut through the void with a terrible wave and fell into the darkness deep of the wasteland.

The bloody battle, the trumpet of war is ringing, and the drums of war are roaring, which has made countless warriors boiling with blood.

At the top of the heaped blood bone, an orc holding a fire blade, carrying a clan totem, stepping on the flame and wind, between the flashing shadows swept to the wilderness, he stared at the sky, where there was a terrible fluctuation being called out.

The sword blade containing the amount of frenzy and violence, set off an endless storm in his journey, covering the entire wasteland, the void was completely torn apart, the space was surging, he did not enter the emptiness turbulence, and then, in another void, the sound of fierce fighting came, the sky crumbled, and the flames brought by the fierce battle fell like a fireball, falling to the wilderness.

The leader from the orcs, inheriting the chief blood of the glorious frost wolf clan, stands at the top of the rugged realm and guides the orcs to attack.

“This is a battle of common destiny, thank you for coming!”Countless races bowed slightly toward the young orc general, his eyes were cold and cold, the king of the world was domineering, and the tusks were sharp and impervious, as if the firmament could be pierced.

The huge animal field of prisoners, here is a paradise for the slave trade, like a yang triangle, does not belong to any country, unattended, orcs, half-animals, elves, pygmy and even dragons, geodesies and bulls.

This is the troll hunting ground, active here, is a eight-order supreme troll.

In the chaos, the slave trading market became more and more hot, and the supreme troll Degu led his army to seize one city after another, plundering countless treasures and slaves.

“Drink, drink, eat well!”In their language, Degu sat on the central throne of the horny arena, holding the beautiful women of the Elves, and tasting the delicious taste of the various ethnic groups with the huathor cast by the dwarves.

He has several generals under him, all of whom are powerful and unrivalled beings, bloodthirsty, erotic, and the daughters of the elves who have been swept away, and none of them is violated.

In the horny arena, there are half-orced slaves fighting in the rattle, fighting fiercely, and their blood should have been spilled on the battlefield, but they were enslaved here, becoming a fighting machine for others to watch only.

Every time a head is cut off, this group of bloodthirsty crazy people will raise the cheers of Huatao.

Holy elves are fighting all over the world, and their homes are being attacked by these outlaws.

Huge prison carriages, warriors trapped with orcs, and beautiful elf women who had just been captured, bowed and arrows on their backs, and their beautiful faces were stained with blood, most of them were injured, and were robbed by trolls on the way to transfer.

“The door!”

The leading troll rode on the orcs, beating the barriers of the city gate, like a triumphant general, raising his hand proudly and waving at the soldiers on the wall.

"General Haru is back!"The soldiers at the gate cheered in their peculiar language, and then beat the ground with their spears in their hands, making a loud noise, as if to greet him.

"The general captured the three elves of the women!"The soldiers shouted, the time in the city boiling, Degu stood up from the throne, carrying the big star, full of cross-meat, full of spring breeze, "Well, it is my brother of Degu!"Bring it on!”

The city gate opened, the prison car was slowly pushed into the entrance, the elf enslaved women's hands and feet were shackled, looking at their own family was captured, the look is sad.

They will suffer the same pain.

"Sally trolls, the Queen of the Elves will not let any fellow who tries to defile her people, who will be flattened here by the soldiers of our people, here is your funeral, and your head will be sent to the top of the desperate situation for the world to spit on!"In the prison car, the elves and women are bright, bright and dazzling, exquisite and sharp ears, beautiful faces and smooth flashes of white and flawless skin, wearing a solid robe, although stained with a trace of blood, but still extremely holy.

Degu licked his tongue with joy, and the pupil flashed with a rudeness to echo.

All the slaves, the captured Elves, will be reduced to their means of lust, brutal and bloody, and then sold elsewhere, and eventually disappeared.

In the cage, there are many such slaves, they come from different races, will be sold to different places, they are mostly numb, in this war filled with smoke, they should be sprinkled on the battlefield.

The door was slowly pulled up, everyone was sorely silent to the extreme, the glimmer of the sky shone, and the three shadows slowly reflected on the fortress.

The yellow skin, the unkempt black hair, was coming lightly towards here, holding a cigarette in the mouth of the first man, and was smoking it with cozyness.

“There are people who are in such a war, the slave trade!”Yang suddenly saw this, slightly fisting, a killing quietly swept.

“Many of these appear to be the wounded of war.”Slings of cigarettes, three people flashed, and appeared in front of the city.

“Who’s coming?”On the wall, several soldiers looked at the people with a bad look.

“Oriental people?”Three words in the mouth of a troll.

The three Yang Rui only heard them talking there for half a day, and almost nothing understood.

(End of chapter)