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Chapter 98 Ogre Tribe

William's face looked ugly.

He didn't expect to find traces of ogres near the Emerald Castle.

Ogre, no one wants to deal with such rude, money-grubbing, stupid, and violent giant human creatures.

"No, I want to find the location of the ogre tribe and report to Lord Alexander!"

He made the decision almost without thinking.

No one would allow an ogre tribe to develop in the surrounding area.

That is irresponsible for all lives, and no rational lord would do that.

Ogres are too great a threat to surrounding creatures.

It is said that the city of Nagesh was attacked by a very large ogre tribe in the early days of its establishment. Herman, who was not Archduke Herman at the time, and his troops paid a huge price to defeat these cannibals.

Kill the monsters.

This battle forced all races around Nagsh City, whether they were ogres, centaurs, gnolls or kobolds, to recognize Nagsh City's ownership of the surrounding territories.

This is how humans gradually established themselves in the wilderness.

Now, it's their turn.

If the Emerald Castle wants to gain a foothold in the wilderness, it must kill these most threatening ogres, or at least expel them, and use the enemy's heads and blood to declare its ownership of this land. Otherwise, about this territory

The battle will last for a long time.

Looking at this huge footprint, William could even picture the scene in his mind.

A tribe of gnolls living here was suddenly attacked by a large group of ogres one night. These gnolls tried to resist, but in the face of the powerful force of the ogres, their resistance had almost no effect.

, they were defeated quickly, and the opponent was almost unscathed.

After destroying the Gnoll tribe, the ogres held a carnival here. They made all the Gnolls and casualties into "delicious" barbecue in their eyes, and then feasted on it.

Next, William found more clues next to the ogre's footprints, densely packed jackal paw prints.

The direction of these footprints and paw prints is towards the southwest. It seems that the ogres were escorting these gnoll prisoners away.

Ogres often hunt and bully creatures that are weaker than themselves, and use these creatures as their slaves to mine and forge for them. If food is not enough, these slaves are backup food.

William didn't hesitate at all, turned it on again, and chased along these traces.

The farther southwest you go, the more obvious these traces become.

It was impossible for hundreds of people to move without leaving any traces, especially those ogres in the team who were astonishingly heavy. These guys overwhelmed a large area of ​​grass, so it was effortless for William to track them.

Following these traces, within half an hour, a broken flag appeared in front of William.

To be precise, this is not like a flag, but more like a beacon.

A circle of stones formed a base, with a huge log more than two meters high and half a meter thick inserted on top. On the top of the log was inserted a huge animal skull, which seemed to belong to a land dragon, and was used to form a circle.

On the stone of the base, there is a circle of gnoll skulls placed in a circle.

Fresh.

This is a warning!

This means that from here on, the land here belongs to the ogres. They have the right to hunt here. If other races step into it, they will enter the territory of the ogres and will face their wrath.

"We're in big trouble!"

William muttered and carefully dived inside.

This kind of enclosure behavior means that there is indeed an ogre tribe here.

He must find out the information about this ogre tribe so that the Emerald Territory can be more fully prepared.

The deeper you go inside, the more huge ogre footprints appear, and William becomes more cautious in his actions.

When William saw the traces of the ogre, he also saw another disgusting creature, the half-ogre, or, in other words, the half-animal ogre.

This is the product of the union between an ogre and a human, a hobgoblin, a bugbear or an orc. However, few human women can survive the birth of a half-ogre.

However, what shocked him the most was the half-completed camp in front of him.

But standing in the distance, he could see some ogres wielding huge axes at the foot of the mountain to cut down logs. Kobolds and goblins chopped off the branches of the trees driven by whips, and the tree bodies were cut by the ogres.

The soldier dragged him up the hillside with one hand. During this period, William could still hear a vague scream, but he didn't know that the unlucky guy was stuffed into his mouth by the ogre and became his snack.

It's definitely not a kobold. Looking at the wisps of black smoke rising in the distance, it's clear that the kobolds who can forge still have a slightly higher status than the goblins.

It was a huge furnace, and needless to say the ogres were driving the kobolds to forge weapons and equipment for them.

These huge guys don’t need fancy weapons. In their eyes, as long as they are heavy enough, it is a good weapon. This is why the mace has become the favorite of ogres, because in addition to being able to hit people, it is also good for eating.

It's very convenient to break bones while walking.

Of course, if the weapons are not enough, they don't mind bringing a log from the construction site as a makeshift weapon.

His expression changed for a while, and William finally decided that if he wanted to investigate a little closer, both he and Lord Alexander would need more accurate intelligence.

Crouching, William walked forward a hundred meters and then stopped.

Because a half-ogre carrying a log stick and wearing simple leather armor came towards him.

This half-ogre was about two and a half meters tall and wore furry leather armor, which looked like it was made of jackal fur.

He seemed unaware of William's presence and walked straight in his direction.

"We must kill him with one blow!"

William, who was staring at the half-ogre, lowered his body again, his breathing became imperceptible, and the weapon in his hand was changed from the original scimitar to a black dagger.

Ogres are typically rough-skinned and fleshy. Half-ogres are slightly inferior to them, but they are not that easy to deal with either.

William must kill the opponent in the shortest time, otherwise he will be in trouble if his body is exposed.

This is a huge challenge for William.

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William's figure became a hazy shadow, gradually disappearing into the grass.

The half-ogre quickly walked to where William was hiding.

The moment the two passed each other, William moved!

William's figure that had transformed into an orc suddenly appeared behind the half-ogre, and a short sword was thrust into his back without any expression on his face!

One stab, one twist!

The half-ogre's progress suddenly stopped. His eyes widened and he slowly turned back, as if he wanted to see what happened.

However, what finally appeared in the field of vision was a wolf head with a ferocious smile!

thump!

The half-ogre's body fell to the ground, and the dull sound did not attract anyone's attention from afar.

A piece of ore fell out of his leather armor.

"This is?"

A look of surprise flashed in William's eyes.

He never expected that there would be such a good thing in the ogre camp!

This is a complete surprise!
Chapter completed!
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