I Have A Bunch Of Earth Player

Chapter 106 Lord of the Storm! (Supplementary leader Jiang’s third youngest owes more!)

“Is this the place where Alger and the others disappeared?” In the early morning of the next day, a bunch of orcs appeared in the messy flower town.

The battles are not small. There are a large number of elite wolf riders inside and outside the town. They are all compact and powerful. They are not much better than Arger who organized the attack on Flower Town at the time. It can allow so many such elite orcs. The guardian is naturally a remarkable figure.

That’s right, the person here is the current chief of the Hayate tribe: Hotl. Hayate Roar!

Compared with the ordinary orc species, this chief is not very tall, or even thin and weak, but all the orcs around him face this little monarch with awe in their eyes.

Hotl is a legendary existence in the Storm Tribe, and his legendary life is even used as a story script by many human bards!

Holt was born in the Black Canyon because his physique was too thin, and his father disliked the order to be abandoned in the Black Canyon. However, this thin little orc, who was rejected by his parents, did not become the ration for the black wolves in the Canyon. On the contrary, the wolves seemed to know He was born extraordinary, and he chose to raise this abandoned little orc. Hotter, who grew up drinking wolf milk, had a wolfish nature that was more wild than the royal family at a very young age, and he was able to resemble an adult black wolf when he was two or three years old. Like prey, he was able to lead a pack of wolves when he was five years old, and the reputation of wolf kids is popular in the Black Canyon.

At the age of six, he strayed into the fire clan Sacred Land. He was supposed to be thrown into magma execution, but Elder of the fire clan recognized his extraordinary aptitude and personally taught his skills. He broke the tribe hundreds at the age of thirteen. Years of records, through trials, became the youngest swordmaster of the Huobe clan!

Three years later, this abandoned boy returned to the tribe and challenged the previous generation of warchief as a royal blood, that is, his father: Gurad Hayate Roar, and finally won the victory and crowned the king!

Sixteen years old…. Most orcs at this age are still wrestling and playing with each other in the mud. They have not yet experienced adult trials, and none of them belong to their own black wolf.

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 orcs!

And in the decades when he was in charge of the Stormwind tribe, he led the tribe to fight everywhere, never failed. The Stormwind tribe grew stronger and stronger. From the weakest existence among the five major tribes in the south, he became an existence that could almost compete with the strongest Lei tribe in one fell swoop. .

Today, he is very prestigious among the tribes. From the beginning, he was not favored by the tribe Elders. Now he has almost become the object of worship of the whole clan. The land that had been lost for hundreds of years was taken back!

Such a great achievement will surely make him the greatest chief in the history of the Storm Tribe, not one of them!

But at this moment… the great chieftain’s face looked very solemn. He looked at the footprints on the ground and the marks of fighting around him, his brows furrowed.

“It’s a master!” After a long time, Holt slowly said: “No more than five people attacked Alger and the others, and all of them are masters of one hundred!”

“Is it the elite of human beings?” asked a hunched old man with a face like tree bark next to him, frowning.

“Heh…” Hotter leaned over, grabbed the soil and squeezed it, and sneered: “This footprint is not what a human should have.”

“Is it the same kind?” The old man’s expression suddenly became horrified: “How is it possible?”

“Nothing is impossible…” Hottel stood up and coldly said: “We have had many enemies on the grassland these years…but I am very curious about which tribe can cultivate so many masters. come out.”

As he walked out slowly, looking at the fighting marks along the way, his expression became more solemn, and finally stopped when he reached the valley outside the town, slowly looking at a rock wall. Three goblins that were crucified.

“What an amazing strength!” The old orc couldn’t help taking a breath.

“It should be said that it is amazing archery…” Holt narrowed his eyes slightly, and his orange pupils exuded a beastly cold light.

He looked at the position of the elf player standing more than ten meters away, and instantly analyzed the situation of the battle from the footprints of the goblins, then pointed to it and said: “That position, facing three brothers who are simultaneously leaping at it. Brin, one arrow went through three and nailed in this position…that only means that the angle of the arrow is curved!”

The old orc was surprised when he heard the words: “The arc angle, and this kind of strength? This precise judgment and this penetration power are afraid…”

“I’m afraid Li Mu may not have this ability, right?” Holt said.

Li Mu. Hayao roar, his second uncle, the Hayao tribe is now recognized as the strongest marksman!

The old orc opened his mouth slightly, but did not refute in the end…

“It’s interesting!” Holt smiled coldly, “I don’t know, there are such forces in the south…”

“Master Chief, what about us?” the old orc asked anxiously.

“Go back first…” Holt waved his hand and said: “The other party has a powerful Wandering Xia. The traces of the retreat are handled very well, and they can’t be easily traced. Now the top priority is to defend Morando. Let the mouse in the secret place be proud for a while.”

“Yes, Chief Chief is wise…”

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At this time, a group of masters in the mouth of Lord Storm are sitting at the gate of the base, doing inhumane sales and selling like street vendors!

“The change of the population has changed the population, the charming and beautiful girl has been changed to the fine and strong flower farmer, three for one, and the M me who is willing to trade!”

“The jackals have changed to flower growers. They are pure black hair, no variegated colors, and good appearance. They can be guarded by the door, and they can be trained as excellent scouts. One can trade two flower growers. It is a good deal, only today!!”

“The ogre has changed to a flower farmer. The strong ogre, an excellent variety of heavyweight guards, is a must-have. What are you waiting for? Only five flower farmers can replace it, first come first served!”

A group of lively first-level players outside the base talked about it.

[I’m going, it’s too bad, it’s open in broad daylight… Ma Dan, when can I do such a thing? 】

[Why are they all changing flower farmers? 】

【do not you know? Lord Lord has developed a farmland contract, and now everyone lacks human beings who know how to farm. That thing is now in hot hands. It costs one a day. Yesterday, a jackal can trade three flower farmers. Today, they can only trade two! 】

[I’m going, then my sister sent it. Yesterday, I caught 40 or 50 flower farmers back. 】

[Ah, it turned out to be the little brother of the big brother, may I ask if your sister is? 】

[Pick your feet! ] That player triumphed.

[It turned out to be the fifth-ranked foot-scraper of the elves. He has been admiring for a long time and is not talented. He is willing to exchange one hundred thousand federal currency for ten flower farmers to help earn points. Can this dear friend contact me? 】

[Go away, I gave all my millions of pocket money to my sister and only exchanged five. Do you want to exchange one for ten thousand? Are you thinking about fart? Go to the forum to see how much the current population is! 】