Ji Nuan looked at the tribesmen beside him helplessly: "What if you have a lot of faces? You can eat or drink. I tell you that if there is such a battle in the future, you just need to focus on one thing. No matter what method you use, you must win!

Many times, those who win in the end are shameless, do you know?"

Xiu Yan, who was standing behind her, curled his lips helplessly, "My Nuannuan, are you sure there is really no problem with this kind of publicity?"

Seeing that the orcs from the Watson tribe were just standing on thousands of viewing, but they didn't come out. The tall orcs organized the orcs to attack the city wall twice.

They wanted to dig the mountains that blocked them with their sharp claws, but...

The claws were scratched and there were only white marks and other things...

The tall orc silently hid his claws that were vaguely painful, and he didn't feel any pain at all... It would be strange!

"Captain, the beasts in this tribe are hiding inside, so we have no way to attack. Instead, we have wasted a lot of time here. Why not give up going to other tribes?"

The orcs looked at the tall orcs.

The tall orc looked at the thick and strong city wall ahead with unwillingness, his eyes full of unwillingness, but for the victory of the tribe's battle, he nodded: "Okay, everyone should be careful tonight and take turns to rest. We will set off tomorrow morning."

But sometimes, this old grandma is always unable to compare to the little fairy who changes.

Just as they were ready to set off, a heavy creaking sound rang behind them.

The beasts immediately turned around and saw that the originally closed city gate had opened at this moment, and a group of orcs rushed out from inside, and the target was them.

The tall orc and the tribesmen around him were stunned for a moment and were overjoyed and rushed up to face the orcs.

This time the team leader went out from the cliff that was almost moldy, and the guy rushed over and fought with the tall orcs.

The tall orc who thought that with him, this battle would definitely win with destruction, cursed inwardly the moment he fought with the cliff!

This guy's strength is not inferior to himself. He seems to be a level 5 evolution orc.

"I really didn't expect that in a medium-sized tribe, there would be a level 5 evolutionary orc in charge."

Hearing the words on the cliff, he narrowed his eyes, and a strong sense of fighting flashed through his eyes: "Hehe, I'm talking so much nonsense, let's talk about it again. I'm almost growing hair when I stayed in the tribe during this period."

When fighting on the cliff, I still like my beast shape the most. The dark snake tail is really the best weapon.

The tall and strong orc is worthy of being an old-fashioned orc. He has a lot of combat experience and is not at all inferior when fighting with the cliff.

"Haha, it hurts...well?...quick~" Before the tall orc had finished speaking, he made several ecstasy waves and thudded his face to the ground.

He swam in front of him on the cliff, stretched out his tail tip and poked the guy who fell to the ground. Seeing that he had no reaction, he fiddled back and forth a few more times.

The strong orc's strong body rolled with the movement of its tail, and instantly changed from a visible beast to a gray mud stick.
Chapter completed!