After all, he was the leader and leader who had followed the leader of the Horned Orc tribe for many years. In an instant, he understood and figured out the old man's thoughts clearly. Therefore, on the surface they were submissive and did not dare to say anything, but secretly there was a hint of contempt, looking down on the old thing, and the rebellion in their hearts became stronger.
At this moment, the high priest next to the patriarch snorted from his nose and spoke slowly: "You little monkeys, are you thinking wrong ideas?" After hearing this, the commanders trembled slightly and all raised their eyebrows. He said in a loud voice: "I don't dare, little one."
"Don't dare? Just don't dare."
The old priest laughed softly and strangely twice, and then said: "This village is now as strong as an iron barrel, and our clan is also strong in military strength. I am not boasting. If our family and the clan leader hadn't risked their lives to conquer it, This family fortune, and now you guys are still drinking from the northwest wind."
"Hahaha..." As soon as the old priest said the words, the surrounding commanders and orc warriors all laughed. In an instant, the originally somewhat stalemate atmosphere was resolved a lot, at least on the surface.
At this moment, the old patriarch continued slowly: "Today is the birthday of the old man, so I have called you all back to have some fun. In addition, I want to announce a major event that affects the future of our clan!"
"Finally we get to the point!"
When the commanders and leaders heard this, their eyes flashed with greed. You must know that becoming the leader of a clan is equivalent to reaching the sky in one step. From now on, you will have to control the life and death of the entire clan. Great power, what a joy it is!
"If I become the leader of the clan, I will immediately kill all those who offend me, as well as their cronies!"
This sentence lingers in the minds of all the commanders, and they can't go away. These ruthless guys all know that after taking office, they must eliminate dissidents as soon as possible, otherwise they will be unable to get rid of their tails and make themselves restless. Therefore, as long as there is a chance , you have to bite the opponent hard until he dies!
"Hahaha, the little guys are very energetic." The old patriarch squinted his cloudy eyes and glanced at the commanders who were like vicious dogs fighting for bones, eager to rush to him. The old guy bared his teeth with joy. .
Then, it murmured to itself: "Okay, great. Since you want to compete for this position, I will give you this opportunity."
"Snapped!"
It was too late to speak, but soon, the clan leader suddenly shook his hand and threw it, nailing the metal staff in his palm into the ground in front of him, and then said: "This clan has always respected martial arts and advocated the concept of the supremacy of the strong. Fight for the next one." The inheritance of a clan leader is very simple, as long as whoever can get the clan leader’s scepter and hold on for ten breaths without letting go, that’s it!”
"In addition, I have one more thing to announce, that is, in addition to commanders and leaders who can compete for the scepter, ordinary warriors are also eligible. The winner is king!!"
"Ouch! The winner is the king, the winner is the king!"
Hearing this, all the horned orc leaders, leaders and elite warriors present roared and seemed particularly excited. They thought that their chance to get ahead had come. As long as they could grab the patriarch's scepter that was close at hand, anyone could do it. A chance to sit in that seat.
In an instant, the blood of all the ambitious guys surged and boiled in an instant.
"Grab the scepter!" It was too late to say, but then, several commanders who were closest to the staff swung around and grabbed the handle of the staff. "Pah, pah, pah!" In the blink of an eye, the top, middle and top of the rod were , the next three parts fell into their hands.
"Creak, creak, creak". In an instant, the wrists of these three people made a harsh sound of bones rubbing against each other, and they shouted in unison: "Let me go!"
"Go to hell!" In the flash of lightning, the strongest commander punched the guy opposite him in the face.
"call!"
Suddenly he felt a strong wind blowing in his face, and the opponent knew that he had to get away, otherwise, his head would be smashed by it. Under pressure, the leader let go of his hand with hatred, but it was not willing to fail, and thought to itself: "Even if I make a mistake, no one else can take advantage of you."
"Roar!" The next moment, the guy who was forced to retreat suddenly kicked the opponent's knee. The commander on the opposite side was just happy, but he never expected that the guy secretly kicked him, "Crack!" There was a sharp sound of cracking bones, and it staggered. Almost fell down.
"Bring it here!" Seeing the opportunity, the third leader pulled like crazy and finally got the patriarch's scepter into his hand. The guy raised his head and laughed wildly: "Hahaha, I finally got it. Yes, I am the clan leader..."
"screw you!"
"Bang bang bang!" It was too late to say, but then it was too late. Before the commander could finish shouting, several figures flew over from the side and punched it fiercely. This kid was also dizzy and just held the scepter. He couldn't fight back. After taking several punches in succession, he finally fell to the ground, rolling and howling miserably.
In fact, it is also stupid, as long as it throws the scepter in its hand, it can fight back and dodge, but now that it has the thing, this guy refuses to give up easily, thinking that as long as I persist in ten breaths and don't let go, the position of the patriarch will be mine!
But things were far from that simple. In an instant, two red-eyed leaders and commanders showed their weapons and shouted at it fiercely, "Puff, puff, click, click!" In the blink of an eye, they grabbed the power. The guy with the staff was chopped into pieces by the sharp blade. Unfortunately, this guy still dreamed of becoming the leader of the clan until his death.
"Come on, copycats!" Seeing how ferocious those two guys were, the other commanders and warriors were all blinded by anger and greed. They pulled out their sharp blades and rushed forward one by one, vowing to snatch the scepter.
"Boom, boom, boom! Boom, boom, boom!"
"Ouch!"
"Mom!"
"Uh ah ah ah." For a moment, the sound of clashing weapons and the wails and screams of many horned orcs merged into one. The old patriarch standing on the high platform watched all this with interest, twisted his beard and smiled: "Okay, fight. Okay, that's it, hahaha..."
"Brother, these are the elite warriors of the clan. Are you going to let them kill each other like this?" The high priest whispered next to it: "You know, we also spent a lot of time training them. strength……"
"Huh, second brother, don't you understand now?" The old patriarch sneered at this time, and then said: "A disobedient dog, even if it can look after the owner's house, will still have the opportunity to bite the owner, like this This guy must not stay, do you understand?"
"This... yes, what the elder brother said makes sense." The high priest sighed in his heart, and the old patriarch added at this time: "That's why I came up with a way to let them fight for the scepter and kill each other. You want to You know, this is a well-intentioned move.”
