Invincible Undead Legion

Three days later, in the territory of the orcs, all the plants and trees were full of soldiers, and swords were on the verge of breaking out.

Each of the orc soldiers seemed to be facing a big enemy. Although they seemed to have infinite fighting spirit, their eyesight was lax and their morale was low.

The patriarch of the orc clan, Beast King Quinard is really on pins and needles, fidgeting and anxious every day.

After the soldiers of the Holy See were defeated, they withdrew from the orc territory at that time. It is said that they were routed towards the human territory.

Today, the Beastmen can't count on the help of the Holy See, and they can only overcome all difficulties by themselves. It is conceivable how the Beastmaster can still comfortably sit in the position of Beastmaster?

"Hey...! Hey...!"

The Beast King walked back and forth in the tent. Beside him were the patriarchs of various races of the Beastmen, and they had nothing to do. After such a long battle, the Beastmen also clearly knew the strength of the undead.

Especially Jiang Mo's army, the equipment is beyond the reach of the orcs. Beast King Quinard doesn't know what weapon he can use to fight against Jiang Mo, let alone what he should do next!

"Your Majesty! The undead are here to ask for an audience!"

A soldier rushed in, and when he saw the beast king, he knelt down on the ground, his words were full of fear, he didn't know if the beast king would cut him down in a fit of anger when he came to report such news at this time up.

But he had to come, that was his duty!

"What? The undead tribe came to envoy? You bastard! Who told you to let him in and kill him! And you, do you dare to report this kind of thing? Someone, drag him out and chop him up! I How could the majestic Beastman Beastmaster meet the undead?"

Sure enough, it was exactly what the soldier thought, so he shouldn't have reported it!

Outside the tent, three or five orc guards rushed in, two or three on each side, and dragged the guy away, but before he reached the tent door, an elder stood up.

"Your Majesty, he is just a soldier who sent orders. Why should Your Majesty embarrass him? In my opinion, it is better to meet this undead and see what he has to say?"

"What? Elder, are you confused?" The beast king looked at the elder, how could he say such a thing? Isn't this setting yourself up? If the Beast Emperor knows, can I still sit securely in this position?

Undead! If you don't kill the undead when you see it, will you still invite him in? That would be an eternal disgrace to the Beastman clan, and the Beastmasters of all dynasties did not have such a precedent. Do I want to lose face to my ancestors?

"Your Majesty, since the undead clan came to talk at this time and that time, they must have something to say. They are just listening. Why can't they talk? The undead at this time are no longer the undead of the past, and even the Holy See is no match for us. Why bother to be serious?"

The Great Elder also knew what this meant to the Beastmen, but if he didn't see him, the consequences seemed to be unbearable for the Beastmen.

If the orcs can persist until they don't see each other, it is impossible for the undead to send people. Now, are the orcs still qualified to talk?

If the other party comes and is killed, the result is probably the best excuse for the undead clan to destroy the orc clan.

"Yes! Your Majesty, the people from the undead tribe just came to see them, and they didn't promise anything to them. Why not? Don't you have the courage to even meet an undead if you let others laugh at us?"

The second elder of the orc tribe also stood up. It seems that the opinions of the elders are still the same.