With the help of the power of "waaagh!", the juvenile ghouls were destroyed and destroyed, and the orc settlement fell into the control of the Blackfoot tribe. The orcs who found the "most suitable orc slogan" were still immersed in excitement and could not control themselves, roaring loudly to vent their fighting spirit.

Zhao Mai shook off the blood from the machete, squatted down in front of the ghoul, put his hand on his head that was split in half, and carefully felt the energy in it. Mordor had a ghoul, but the ghoul in front of him was nothing special. However, the power to convert it into a ghoul was not the style of this world.

"That guy is a necromancer?" Zhao Mai himself has some necromancer abilities and is not unfamiliar with the power inside. "From the ability to snowball, ghouls are no worse than orcs. The key is that they do not need to consume food to maintain. However, ghouls attack towns and face regular military formations, and the same problem is the same. What is that guy doing?"

Zhao Mai's questions cannot be answered for the time being. His orcs slowly relaxed and finally started to do serious things. Since they were unscathed in this battle, these orcs cleaned the battlefield very quickly.

Orcs still understand orcs. They rummaged through boxes and cabinets and searched out food, clothing and tools from various slit holes in the corners. The female orcs came to push carts and began to relocate the settlement. Dushat was busy gathering the corpses of the ghouls to set fire to burn them. "Don't worry, cut off their heads and burn them all."

"The head of the ghoul may also have a disease, so it is best to burn it."

"Don't worry, the power of the Dark Demon Lord is growing, and there will be no problem with the heads of these ghouls." Zhao Mai will definitely remove the disease-causing powers above before using them. "You and Daryl can carry these ghouls' heads to the surrounding settlements and warn them about the problem of ghouls. Only the black-footed tribe can protect them! Do you understand?"

"Okay leader, the Black Foot Tribe will become stronger and stronger!" Dushat raised his shield and used it as a guillotine, separating each ghoul's body and head. He pulled a rope from the train and leaned against the burning flames of the ghoul's body and threaded his head into strings.

While cleaning up the battlefield, the footprints of the dire wolf were soon discovered. Darryl carefully checked the periphery of the settlement and reported to Zhao Mai that at least forty dire wolfs had appeared. "This is a large group of tribes. Their leaders must be very strong and difficult to deal with."

"You don't have to worry about this. Can you tell which direction the dire wolf has gone?"

"Look east, leave straight east." Darryl frowned, "The east is not a good direction. There are a lot of green there and there are lots of woods. Those trees are strange and difficult to burn."

"What are you doing to burn trees? Isn't it just right to cut them down as firewood? Is there a tree man inside?"

"What is a tree man? I haven't seen it before." Darryl said: "The escaped slaves will choose to go east because Mordor is surrounded by mountains on all sides and they can't climb over. Everyone knows that there are slaves hidden in the woods and want to go in and catch them, but the effect is not good. The elves like trees, while orcs don't like trees."

"Then do you dare to go to the woods with me to see?" Zhao Mai said casually.

"Chief, I'll follow you," said Darryl. "But it's better to transport these big trucks back first. This is your victory and should be seen by more orcs."

Unexpectedly, Dalier would still think about his leader. If an ordinary orc had a fever when he could fight, his mind would be hot. Dalier could have such a way of thinking, he might not be able to separate from his orc bloodline. Zhao Mai nodded and was about to say something encouraged, he heard a dense sound of footsteps from afar.

A large group of dread wolves, with more than a hundred, were rushing towards Zhao Mai. Their goals were clear and their actions were orderly. When they thought about it, they knew that someone was commanding. The orcs had not noticed this situation and were still busy loading and relocating.

"Okay, stop pretending, those are enough!" Zhao Mai roared: "We have to go back and pass through the settlement of buck teeth. Regardless of whether he surrenders or not, we must load things and transport them back, and some places above the car!"

There may be a war to fight, and there may be more spoils. The orcs were happy when they heard it. "Gather the car and get the weapons, don't let me see you loose!"

Without directly warning the enemy to attack, Zhao Mai used this method to gather the orcs because he felt the energy fluctuations of magic, and someone was peeping here with some kind of spell. He seemed to be able to see a pair of greedy eyes, hidden in the mist formed by the will of the dark world, looking down from the sky.

A huge dark cloud floated over quickly, covering the pale and weak sun. The day turned into dusk in an instant, and it felt dimmering. Orcs like to fight in the darkness, and their eyes could clearly see the enemy in a light-free environment. This dark cloud was undoubtedly the enemy's masterpiece, so it was definitely not to strengthen the orc's advantage. Zhao Mai smelled the scent of conspiracy in it, so he pointed to the stone house of the leader in the settlement and said to Daryl: "The situation is not right. Use a car to surround the room and block the doors and windows."

"What kind of enemy needs to hide?" As soon as Daryl finished speaking, he also heard the movement. The terrifying crows in the distance were screaming, and they would only be so crazy when they encountered a large number of enemies. First of all, he thought about whether orcs from larger settlements would also come here to rob, and he could not have thought that there would be hundreds of dread wolf.

"There must be a few people on the roof, and there must be someone to fight the enemy in front of the door. We cannot let the enemy underestimate us." Daryl immediately took action and asked the orcs to pull the car to surround the stone house. The orc women must also take weapons. Then he and a few shooters went up to the roof. Dushat was too big and stood at the door with his shield, just like a city gate.

Zhao Mai half-kneeled down and urged the dark power on himself. He was imitating the orcs' rituals and making an excuse for his powerful combat power in a while. Not to mention that there was a time traveler on the opposite side, even the local natives could not tell the authenticity of Zhao Mai's rituals. Zhao Mai's every move was like a real orc, but was slightly stronger in all aspects. With his wisdom, it was already the limit to do so, and the rest was up to the combat power.

In terms of fighting, whether it is a one-on-one fight or a group fight, Zhao Mai has never been timid. Hundreds of dread wolves returned to the periphery of the settlement and howled to the sky together, Zhao Mai just smiled slightly and held up the hideous machete: "Did you see it? So many meats!"
Chapter completed!