My Frostmourne can't be so cute

The heavy plate armor seemed to have lost its original weight on his body. In order to maintain the balance of the body and avoid hindrance of his legs, Ma Long used one hand to hold the hilt of the saber around his waist.

Lubos' speed is very fast. If he were only running, he would have left Ma Long aside; but after all, he had a contractual bond with Ma Long, so he would slow down to accommodate these humans.

Even so, when Malone, Paul and others stopped with Rubes, they were out of breath without exception.

"What...whh...what's going on?"

De Jong was behind for a while, and it took a while to catch up. He came to Ma Long's side and asked softly.

"Shhh... look."

Ma Long was hiding behind the trunk of a big tree. While pulling De Jong to hide from him, he slammed forward.

De Jong cautiously walked around the tree trunk and looked forward, then was taken aback.

"Beast... Orc?"

Although knowing that he should proceed with caution now, De Jong couldn't help but whispered.

...

Not far in front of De Jong, the dense twilight forest rarely has a relatively flat clearing.

In this clearing, more than a dozen orcs are gathering together. They are holding huge battle axes or war hammers. Most of them are naked or naked, but they are wearing thick steel nails on their shoulders and waist and abdomen. Plate.

Green skin, blood-red eyes, arms that are out of proportion to the lower body, and those pointed ears, barking out the pale yellow fangs...

De Jong knew that he would not admit his mistake, it was these guys who destroyed his town and killed all his relatives.

But it seemed that the orcs were in trouble-on the periphery of the clearing, dozens of huge giant wolves formed a loose but deadly encirclement.

"Those... are Lubos' wolves?"

Paul quietly approached Malone and asked in surprise.

"Ok."

Malone nodded.

"The Holy Light is on..."

Paul smashed his tongue--Unexpectedly, he followed Malone into the town of Nightshade, and Rubes, who would sometimes entangle himself begging for meat like a big dog, still maintained the ability to control the wolves.

"This is what you said before, Sir Lothar... eyes and ears? A pack of wolves? But how did you do it?"

De Jong looked at Ma Long beside him in surprise-could this guy be a wizard who can use strange magic?Otherwise, how to explain...Why would the pack of wolves surround the orcs without entanglement at all?

"Ooo~ Ooo~"

Malone didn't answer De Jong's question, but Lubos wailed again.As time went by, more and more giant wolves rushed here from other places nearby, and the orcs had to get closer to each other.

Ma Long stared at the dozen orcs in front of him, with a grin that was as satisfying as a hunter catching prey.

After leaving the night town, Malone gave orders to Rubes; from then on, Rubes' wolves began to search for orcs on the edge of the twilight forest.

After two long and fruitless weeks, the search for the wolves finally came to fruition, and the orc patrol-or whatever, finally fell into Malong's trap.

"Sir Lothar, shall we go now?"

Paul asked behind Malone, he slowly drew out the saber from his waist-time has dragged on for a long time, I wonder if other orcs will come to support.

"Wait... Those orcs, why don't they attack the wolves? If they choose to charge... it should be easy to escape, right?"

Malone waved his hand, stopped Paul, and asked questioningly.

"Ok?"

Paul was stunned for a moment, and then fell into thinking-yes, why?(To be continued.)

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After stopping Paul's action, Malone bent over and walked a few steps forward in the woods, got closer to the orcs, and carefully observed.

As he said before, the behavior of these orcs is indeed abnormal—before Ma Long and the others arrived, there were only dozens of wolves near those orcs, and there was no absolute advantage against more than a dozen orcs. Those orcs only needed to concentrate on charging. In one direction, these wolves can be driven away.

However, these orcs did not do this-under Malone's careful observation, he found that these orcs seemed to be arguing.

This surprised Ma Long, and at the same time, an imperceptible lavender brilliance flashed across his left wrist. In order to understand what the orcs were arguing, he used the mage’s exclusive skill-"Arcane Language."

"Idiot! Pig! It's just a pack of wolves, scaring you like this! Are you also worthy of being called the warriors of the tribe?"

An orc who was significantly larger than the other orcs roared loudly, and his tomahawk was almost about to split the other orcs around him in half.

"These wolves are not a problem. The problem is how many wolves are still in the forest. I said we turn our heads back now and don't go any further."

"Yes, we should return to Stormwind City as soon as possible."

"Right, that is it."

...

It seemed that this burly orc didn't get along well with the other orcs, and the orcs dodged his weapons one after another, and then shouted loudly.

Ma Long understood it-indeed, those orcs didn't take the wolf pack in their eyes, they just had a dispute over the next direction.

The burly orc wants to continue deep into the Twilight Forest, while the other orcs are huddled together and want to return to Stormwind-this is the first useful information that Ma Long has obtained-although the exact number is not clear , But obviously, those orcs are still entrenched in Stormwind City.

Sure enough, most of the orcs are somewhat lacking in intelligence. They are still busy arguing at this time. They didn't realize how the number of wolves was gradually increasing?

——Holding this thought, Ma Long didn't continue to listen to the orcs clamoring, but still hunched over and returned to his soldiers.

"Those orcs are in conflict. We take the opportunity to attack, remember, other orcs can be killed, but the biggest one... catches the life."

Malone said to Paul and them.

"Infighting? Chief Lothar, can you understand them?"

Paul asked in surprise.

"Don't ask so much, get ready to fight!"

Ma Long gave a soft drink, then turned around and drew the saber from his waist.

"I heard it all, ready to fight!"

Paul was boring, so he could only turn around and spread his anger on his companions-in fact, he still had a lot of questions, such as why he chose the biggest orc to catch his mouth. This is not aggravating the task. Is it difficult?

But since Malone said so, Paul naturally didn't dare to ask more.