Chapter 124 I will give him as much as he wants
The city wall was lost, while the ogres were still arguing and the orcs were attacking non-stop.
A large part of the outermost city wall has collapsed. The orcs pushed various war weapons to pour in through the gap and built new positions.
"put!"
"Fire!"
The orcs and ogres who entered the city were engaged in fierce battles. At this moment, in the streets, the huge ogres made it more difficult for the flexible orcs to advance than outside the city.
The bodies of each dead Gorrian were so large that the orcs had to clear them away before moving on.
This also caused Grommash to issue an order to maintain the position first and temporarily stop advancing.
Seeing that the orcs were preparing to make their home in Highmaul, Mal'gok no longer wanted to pay attention to these fools, and he issued his final order.
"Krago, and some of you, follow me to the orc camp as my bodyguards." Margok found several skilled warriors, each of whom has extraordinary skills.
One has been practicing in the lava pool for several consecutive years, until the power of fire began to obey his call, making him not afraid of high temperatures and heat waves, and he can take a bath even in a boiling oil pan; the other is an arcanist in the mage tower. The disciples have high magic power and are good at divination. They can recognize objects through the divination even with their eyes closed. One is a frequent visitor to the arena. It is said that he has the power of the mountain to protect his body. As a result, he has a body of copper skin and iron bones, and his skin is so hard. Neither swords, guns nor spells could damage his body, and even if he had his body disemboweled and his heart ripped out, it wouldn't be a big deal.
These three people all come from high families, with the tiger, tabu sheep and wild boar as their family crests respectively. Each of them can be said to be powerful, brave and good at fighting, and are famous warriors.
ps: I walked around Delano, and there were only tigers and sheep, but no deer (sad)
When the orcs temporarily stopped attacking and instead set up positions in the streets for repairs, Margok and his followers quietly left the city.
"How long do we have until we reach their camp?" A councilman wiped the sweat from his forehead. He was struggling to walk on the soft soil.
Worried that these losers would try to cause big trouble after he left, Mal'gok immediately took away these guys who were the least useful and stupidest. If Grommash really wanted to kill him, he could at least kill him. They pulled him down and took him away together.
"It's almost time. After walking this mountain road, we just happened to take a detour to the orc camp. Our envoy has already informed them that the head of state will go to negotiate peace."
"But not only did their attacks not stop, they became even more ferocious." He muttered.
The orcs, who had been preparing to switch to defense, suddenly launched several more rounds of attacks, but fortunately their "shamans who turned into elements" had already retreated.
"Führer, ahead is Mogol, the orc frontline stronghold." An ogre who opened the way came over and said softly: "I have seen wolf cavalry patrolling there."
"Are there any orcs waiting to greet us?"
"Shut up! If there are really orcs there, I think it's more likely to be an ambush."
"Whose flag is our peace talk? Raise it up quickly!"
These MPs seem to have found new topics to demonstrate their superior opinions to people, as if they would be considered to have no rights and low status if they did not express their opinions.
Even though they are talking useless nonsense.
These noisy sounds made Margok's two heads expressionless.
He's used to it.
Get used to this kind of noise.
"Raise the purple and gold flag, and then we'll walk right in."
Margok stopped their pointless quarrel and told them to do as he wished.
Is it meaningful that people here are still wondering if the orcs will ambush them?
Can you still go back even if it's dangerous? I really have to go back. Last time it was a messenger, and next time I'm afraid it will be an axe.
Outside Mogaoer, a patrol of more than ten people discovered them. Looking at the luxurious purple and gold flag, they did not show any surprise, but took it for granted.
Kalosh Blackwind and several wolf cavalry reached out to stop them, and said softly: "Is the ogre head of state right?"
One of the councilors was a little restless. This orc made him very uncomfortable, as if he was examining the prisoner!
He provoked Krago: "These orcs don't seem very friendly."
Crago stood up straight, holding a big stick with a skull in his hand, and looked sideways at the person who spoke, "The head of state is not in a hurry, why are you in a hurry?" After saying that, he withdrew his eyes.
He knew what this idiot meant. He just thought he was a reckless idiot and wanted him to start a conflict with the orcs. Krago didn't know what he was thinking, but the head of state's plan did not want such a situation to happen.
There's a slang in Highmaul that the councilors buy the opposite and gold, silver and jewels come rolling in.
What's the meaning? It’s just that the congressmen are too stupid. As long as you buy the players they like in the arena, you will get rich sooner or later.
He didn't want to give in to the orcs, but he had to take the leader's orders first.
Unless the orcs go too far...
"Ignorance of praise." The congressman was a little unhappy, but no one paid him any attention. Everyone was paying attention to the conversation between the head of state and the orc.
Although many Gorians felt diplomatically humiliated, Margok remained calm and asked his followers not to act rashly. They were here to negotiate peace. Isn't it normal to be humiliated?
If we can't bear this problem now, then when faced with the possible presence of orcs, Gronn will open his mouth later and maybe it will turn into an ogre team forming a team to farm Grommash.
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"Let's go, I'll take you to see Chief Hellscream." Kalosh Blackwind didn't make things too difficult for him. The rudeness just now was just a little "showing off" allowed by the king and the chief.
That was the real humiliation when they met Grommash, where was it now?
Boom, boom, boom.
Boom, boom, boom.
The heavy footsteps of the ogres led by the orcs entered Mogol.
When Margok saw the tents and buildings of Zhan Song, he felt that they were so thin and messy. In order to facilitate movement, many camps are actually just temporary huts and wooden sheds made of wood and leather, shallowly inserted into the ground.
It might be too much to say that it is a clan's orc slave pen, but in Margok's eyes, this place is just a large rural area at best.
"It would be more like if they dropped the ax and picked up the hoe again." Margok thought with some malice in his heart, but on the surface he remained calm and walked step by step towards the center of the orc camp.
Along the way, he seemed to ignore the orcs in Mogaoer. Whether he was laughing at them or out of curiosity, he treated them as if they didn't exist.
Vigilance, murderous intent.
Margok has seen a lot of these, and what he cares about is not what these ordinary orcs think, but what Grommash thinks.
"It's quite malicious..." Margok understood. After all, they had been enemies for hundreds of years.
For the ogres, the orcs of this generation are even more of an old enemy among old enemies.
He couldn't help but start thinking, if the negotiations broke down, would Grommash really allow them to leave?
These soldiers might not have swarmed over him and knocked him down like the walls of Highmaul.
However, Margok’s current mood is:
Didn't the orcs want him to become his vassal? He is a chief, and I am also a chief (chief of the Highmaul clan). I will give him whatever he wants!
I can't give you everything you want, and yet you still want to kill me, right? It doesn't make sense.
With this mentality, Margok reached out and pushed away the tent where Grommash was.