The Mythical Races I Created

　　 Dillon ran to the place where the food was stored, and saw the blazing flames burning, like a vicious fire snake, spitting out a snake's letter at him.

"Extinguishing!"

　　 "Where is the pump?"

　　 Dillon was looking for the pumps in the panicked crowd, only to find that the pumps made by the elves had become a pile of tattered ones, and the wheels had been dismantled by the orcs and used as firewood...

　　 "Damn it." Dillon found a large rock and held it up. "In that case, use our orcs' method of extinguishing fire."

　　 He threw the big stone into the fire.

　　 With a bang, the dust was flying, and a flame was born and died.

　　The other orcs also followed the same example, all of them followed the chief to lift up the rocks that could be found nearby, and then threw them into the fire.

　　 After 20 minutes, the flame went out.

　　 Dillon looked at less than half of the grain and grass, his face pale.

　　 "Bring me that spy here."

　　 Not long after a pig man was thrown in front of Dillon, Dillon pointed at him and said, "What benefits did the elves give you, and you want to betray your compatriots and take refuge in those elves who colonized us?"

"what?"

　　The other orcs and pigs all glared at him.

　　 They think he is a shameful scum, rubbish.

　　 But the pigman who was kneeling on the ground didn't take it seriously. He struggled hard under the control of the two guards.

　　 He looked at Dillon with hatred. "Dillon, our family has served the elves for two hundred years."

　　 "Two hundred years."

　　 "Under the rule of the elves, the pigs live in an orderly order, but you, a son of a black pig tribe raised by rebels, take our city and deprive us of our lives."

　　 "You just want to take the pigman away and become a slave."

　　 "You can't even give these pigmen enough food."

　　 "Dillon, Master Pericles asked me to tell you that you don't have enough food for the winter now."

　　 "Of course you can choose to fight again."

　　 "But how many soldiers will you lose? Even if you take the food, I don't know that it is a person, and there are many pigs who will burn your food and destroy the plans of you traitors."

　　 The pigman smiled slyly. His confidence came from Behicles behind him.

　　 "Dillon, my master has a good suggestion to you."

　　 "As long as you don't attack the elves before this winter passes, and return the elves hostage [Marlinni] in your hands, my master Pericles can take the initiative to provide you with food."

　　 "You don't need an orc to bleed, you can get what you think of, Dillon."

　　 Dillon took a half step back.

　　 He looked at the still smoking scorched earth, his heart was burning with anger, his eyes widened, his original plan was destroyed.

　　 The original desire to conquer the Fairy Plateau seems to have become a phantom.

　　Beli Creek!

　　 This man made himself powerless like a beast trapped in a quagmire without a fight.

　　 I don't know when, this man actually infiltrated his army, making himself unable to trust anyone.

　　 Dillon looked at the ruins and couldn't help thinking, how many spies are still in my team?

　　If you want to spend the winter safely, perhaps you can only adopt Pericles's suggestion.

if not?

　　 He is not a fool. The Prophet had conflicted with himself the last time he started a war, and there will be great resistance if he wants to start a war again.

　　 Dillon waved, "Don't kill him."

　　 He stared at the offspring of the pigman overseer. "You, who betrayed your compatriots, still have a face to speak out. I only hope that you can maintain a little dignity in front of your master. Go back and tell your master that I will do this transaction."

　　 "But Marlinie is not my hostage, but the guest I invited back."

"We orcs still need Marlinie~www.wuxiaspot.com~ to tell Pericles that I can swear under the witness of God the Father that I will protect Marlinie with my life and not let her suffer a little. Hurt, before she finishes helping us, I hope to invite her to stay with us."

　　 The pigman traitor stood up and moved his shoulders. "This is not for me to decide, I want to report to my master."

　　 Someone disdainfully said: "Our master is only God the Father, you are a self-willing and depraved fellow."

The pig man sarcastically said: "Even if there are no elves, there are still orcs on your heads. I just chose elves between orcs and elves, at least the elves can give us everything we want. How about you, A group of cheap embryos who can't eat enough."

"you!"

　　 The faces of a crowd of orcs and pigs became liver-colored. "You are just a domestic dog."

　　……

　　 Severus and Kun Gu began to actively prepare for battle. They both wanted to be ahead of their rivals, so two mighty armies of elves were dispatched.

　　According to Severu’s habit, he originally had to send a pioneer to investigate the surrounding environment and analyze the opponent’s character and intentions.

　　 But Kun Gu marched all the way hurriedly, like a sharp knife piercing the insect swarm, without any disadvantage.

　　 This excites Severus.

　　 Severus quickly commanded the army, not to be left behind. "Go up, go up, we just need to find the wisdom bug and kill him according to the plan, the throne and the favor of the father are ours."

　　 "Go! Never let Kun Gu take the lead."

　　 Kun Gu is even more crazy, they are fighting and deciding the next battle route.

　　Kungu’s slogan is: "As long as the wisdom insects can be found, the insect swarms will be vulnerable."

　　 "Go forward!"