White Dragon Lord

　　The army continued to advance, and the dragon brothers and sisters returned one after another on the road. The team went on until Sunwan before reaching the forest where the ogre tribe was located.

Amos saw the logo of the ogre tribe at the edge of the forest, a pile of pyramid-shaped heads. This is a common way for barbaric humanoids to mark the site. The head of the enemy is used to warn visitors that there is an ogre ahead. The territory of the clan.

　　 Generally speaking, the strength of the clan can be roughly inferred from the number and types of heads, but the pile of heads in front of them is severely weathered, and it seems that they have existed for a long time.

　　 The wings of the Amos dragon slapped, and the head was beaten into powder and blown away. The white dragon was originally looking for trouble.

　　 The rain continued to fall, dripping on the white dragon, sliding down the scales, and Amos looked solemnly at the forest in front of him.

　　 This ogre tribe has a long inheritance time. It is very likely that it existed here 10,000 years ago. For such a long time, ghosts know how many traps they have set up in the forest.

　　 "The first team, the second team of nightcrawlers! Pathfinder!"

　　 "Yes! Master."

　　 Two teams of 20 murlocs walked towards the forest. The murlocs were thieves among the murlocs, most of them were black scale murlocs.

They are hunters in the dark. They are familiar with all kinds of poisons and traps. They have superb fighting skills. They are the first choice of pathfinders. This occupation has the highest mortality rate. The number of family members who have contributed to Bailong is also the largest. Bailong 500 At least half of the family members are nightcrawlers.

　　The nightcrawlers went to explore the way ahead, and Amos flew into the sky to determine the direction of the ogre tribe, and ordered the fishmen to cut down the trees to create a passage for the siege equipment to pass through.

　　Amos watched the progress of the fishermen cutting down the trees, and roughly calculated that it would take two days to get through the passage.

　　 Felicia suggested: "Why don't you wait for the rain to stop, and then burn it down."

　　 Amos shook his head.

　　 "There are many amazing guys on the main island."

　　 Amos doesn't want to attract the attention of the legend on the main island. In case some boring guy is attracted by the fire on the island, then play a big game. Before stepping into the legend, it is better to keep a low profile.

　　 Time passed slowly while waiting.

　　 A murloc nightcrawler sprang out of the forest and ran to the white dragon lord on one knee.

　　 "Master, we were ambushed by a jackal, and we ask for support."

　　 "Jackal?"

Amos remembered the jackals occasionally seen in the ogre tribe. They were different from the "wild dogmen" in the outlying villages. They were real jackals, and it seemed that the ogres were not completely mindless. , Selected strong jackals as subordinates.

　　 "Old blind, you bring two teams of nightcrawlers and two teams of tide hunters to support, continue to move forward, clear the logging obstacles."

"Yes!"

　　 After giving the order, Amos lowered his head and asked the nightcrawler who was asking for help: "How is the trap investigation done?"

　　 "We found three traps, and they have fallen into disrepair for a long time, and they have all been useless."

　　 Amos frowned, which he hadn't expected, but he quickly relieved that he had fallen into a misunderstanding of thinking.

According to Amos’s character, he would never give up without turning his lair into a copper wall and iron wall in ten thousand years. These ogres are on an isolated island in the sea, and they have no opponents for a long time, and they have long lost what the evil race should have. Of vigilance.

　　 But Amos will not despise the ogres because of this. It can be passed on for such a long time. It is strange that there are no cards at the bottom of the box.

　　 At present, I can only see tricks.

　　 "Old Jimmy, send more people to speed up the passage."

"Yes."

　　 "Elena, manipulate the animals to monitor every move of the ogre at all times."

　　 "Okay, brother."

　　 Elena, as a level 3 druid, is very easy to manipulate some small animals such as flying birds, and the ogres never imagined that there would be a druid close to nature in the dragon team.

　　 Boom boom boom.

　　Night was coming, Amos looked up at the gloomy sky. The lightning and thunder never stopped. The rain was getting heavier and heavier, cracking on the leaves, and the low-lying forest became a stream of water.

　　 Tomorrow is destined to be a **** day.

　　……

　　 "What? Murloc? Intruder?"

　　 "Yes, the chief, the jackal guard said so."

　　 In the most central stone fort of the ogre tribe, the two-headed ogre chief sits on the throne of animal skins, listening to the reports of the ogre's subordinates.

　　 The head of the ogre chief said angrily: "Where does the courage of these murlocs offend the noble Skullsmasher clan?!"

　　 The one-eyed and one-horned heads in the two heads roared loudly: "Gul is going to crush them!"

　　 "Shut up! Goul! Your yelling makes my ears hurt!"

　　 One-eyed head embarrassedly touched his one-horn, and smiled: "Okay, Garu."

　　 Garu said gruffly, "Ah! Huck, bring in the jackal who reported!"

　　 "Yes, Chief."

　　 Huck the ogre walked out carrying his staff, and soon returned with a jackal.

　　 As soon as the jackal entered the house, he knelt on the ground and quickly climbed to the feet of the ogre chief, his tail swayed like a dog, and kissed the steps at the feet of the ogre chief.

　　 "The Jackal Mosshide salutes you! Noble Chief Skullsmasher! Powerful and incomparable master!"

　　 "Hahaha!" Gul was coaxed into a big laugh by the flattering of the jackal.

　　 Garu said with a scary smile on his face: "Very well, humble Jackal, tell me the information you brought."

　　 "Our jackal squad was stationed in a camp in the forest~www.novelmt.com~ A group of murlocs who didn't know where came out attacked us. The rest of the squad died. Only I escaped."

　　 Before the jackal was finished, the ogre chief kicked the jackal away.

　　 "Waste! Even murlocs can't win! Are you guys eating shit?!"

　　 Jackal were curled up on the ground, and said with difficulty: "Chief, those murlocs are different, they will sneak, and they all have iron daggers."

"what?"

　　 The ogre chiefs and ogre magicians in the hall all exclaimed.

　　 The ogre tribe has inheritance. They have enslaved the kobolds to dig ore to forge weapons. They know what it means for all members to hold iron tools.

　　 They were targeted by an equally powerful force.

　　 Gulgaru looked solemn.

　　 "Speak carefully."

The jackal was relieved for a while, and said with lingering fear: "Those murlocs are well-trained and cooperate very well with each other. They are cruel and tricky, and they can't get away from the key points. If I didn't run fast, I would explain where I was and escape. Later, I reported to the captain, and then I hurried to report to you, the master."

　　 After speaking, the Jackal looked at Gulgaru with a flattering smile.

　　 "Very well, you did a good job. I exempt you from being a slave. From now on you will be my servant. Huck, take it down."

　　 "Praise you! Great host!"

　　 The jackal quickly knelt down and kissed the cold stone slab warmly.

　　 Huck dragged the happily jackal's hind legs and walked out.

　　 The two-headed ogre chief stayed alone in the empty hall. He folded his hands on the chins of both heads, leaned back on the animal skin throne and muttered to himself for a long time.

　　 "White Dragon?!"