The orc army riding a wolf slowly approached.

On the steps of the hall, the imperial executioner Langmahan looked at the majestic figure at the front of the orc army. The appearance of this strong orc coincides perfectly with the portrait in memory. This is the orc chief, Sodemar Battle Cry.

Langmahan stared at the orc chief, reached behind his back, grabbed the exaggerated double-edged battle axe handle, and licked his dry lips. He was very excited.

If you can kill the orc chief, then you will have no regrets in your life!

Langmahan pulled out the huge double-edged battle axe, held it with one hand, stepped forward, and shouted at the army of orcs below.

"Standing ahead of you is Langmahan Howard! General of the Luonan Empire! The First Warrior of the Empire! Ten Thousands of People Kill! Imperial Executioner! Orc Slaughter!"

Langmahan's last title comes from his glorious achievements in slaughtering five small and medium-sized orc clans while serving in Blade Fortress.

Of course, Glory is for humans, but for orcs, he is a naked murderer!

Many orcs have heard of the name of this murderer, but have never heard of him. When they heard such a nickname, they immediately burst into anger.

Langmahan, who had already put life and death aside, walked to the edge of the steps with a double-edged battle axe, and looked down at the army of orcs that were approaching below with contempt, and mocked.

"In my eyes, you orcs are all vulnerable Saro pigs!"

"Ahhhh!"

After such insults, the already irritable orc was furious.

"Damn it! Say it again!"

"You dirty maggot, I want to feed you to the wolf!"

"I want to duel with you!"

“….”

Below Langmahan's two thick eyebrows, he looked at the angry orcs below with his shrewd eyes. He was satisfied. He wanted to anger the orcs and then take the opportunity to propose a duel to the orc chief.

If Sodmar War Cry refused, then the chief would be immediately discredited.

Sodemar Zhanze frowned and raised his hand to let the orc army behind him rest as he was a little restless. It knew in his heart that the human in front of him wanted to anger the orc, but he didn't know what he wanted to do.

Before Sodemal could speak, Langmahan spoke with more contempt.

"Hmph! How can you Saro pigs do to me! I am here to challenge your strongest warrior, the Great Chief, Sodemar War Cry!"

Sodemar Zhanze understood what he wanted to do. The human in front of him actually wanted to drag him down before he died, and for this, he did not hesitate to use despicable means to anger all the orcs.

However, the orcs are not afraid of any challenges!

Sodemar Battle Cry said in a deep voice.

"Human! You have successfully angered me! I will let you know what it would be like to insult an orc!"

While putting down his harsh words, Sodemar Zhanke pulled the reins of the wolf, turned over and fell down the wolf, pulled out the blade behind him, and walked forward with great strides. Langmahan also carried the axe down the steps.

Seeing this, the orc army stopped moving forward and formed a semicircle.

"Ho! Hoho! Hoho!"

The orc army cheered for their chief with its primitive and rough exhalation. In the orc tradition, the duel between warriors is sacred and allowed to be disturbed.

Therefore, even if Sodemar is about to die at the hands of Langmahan, they will not go to rescue him.

The initial distance between the two was about fifty meters. Both of them held weapons in one hand and stared at each other, and their steps were getting faster and faster.

"roar!"

When the two sides were only twenty meters apart, the two of them made a war cry almost at the same time and charged. The running legs stepped heavily on the stone slab, making a loud bang.

Oh!

With the howling wind, the battle blade and the double-bladed battle axe collided fiercely. The charge potential energy and the powerful countershock generated by their own strength made both arms numb, and the weapons in their hands almost flew away.

But both are the bravest warriors in the world of Madilan. They have strong hands, firmly holding the trembling weapon, strong muscles contract, retract the weapon, and then swing it hard again.

Without any temptation, the two will go all out once they fight, and the battle will directly enter the most dangerous close-killing stage.

Some people are born with Kongwu and powerful, and this is the case with the imperial executioner Langmahan. He is two completely taller than normal humans. His strong muscles are no less than those of strong orcs. The huge double-edged battle axe that ordinary people cannot pick up seems to be a toy in his hands, and he dances into a afterimage.

However, Langmahan's opponent is not an ordinary orc, it is the orc chief - Sodemar Battle Cry!

Sodmar Battle Cry is also a super strong man in the eyes of ordinary orcs. With the support of the powerful power of the orcs, even if it uses a medium-sized weapon like the Battle Blade, it will not be afraid of fighting against Langmahan, who holds heavy weapons.

In terms of agility, Langmahan, wearing armor, was more than just Sodemar, but Langmahan has always protected the key points. In addition, the quality of the armor on his body is so good. Sodemar chopped up several times, only breaking through the surface protection of the armor, but he had no choice but to use the chain armor under the armor.

On the contrary, if Sodemar, wearing leather armor, was cut by Langmahan, the battle would almost end.

Even so, Sodemar still gained the upper hand. It kept fighting with Langmahan head-on, and from time to time, it used its flexibility to add another gap to the armor on Langmahan.

Gradually, Langmahan discovered that if this continues, his armor might be scrapped. He immediately stopped hesitating and completely gave up defense, and had a crazy fighting style of fighting with his life.

Sodermel suddenly felt much pressure and had to move and avoid it.

Langmahan's offensive became more and more crazy, but Sodemar's eyes were consistent, as cold as a hunting lone wolf.

Finally, Sodemar seized an opportunity.

Langmahan swept across the battle axe in his hand. Sodemal held the handle of the knife with one hand and held the back of the knife with the other, holding the battle axe. Before Langmahan reacted, his toes turned and knocked into Langmahan's arms instantly, and his elbow hit Langmahan's abdomen with only chain armor.

Langmahan only felt a cramp in his abdomen and couldn't help but bend over. Then, a cold light became his last memory.

“Oh oh oh!”

Looking at Langmahan with his head falling to the ground, the orc army waved their weapons and made wild shouts.

On the steps, the civil servant and the old man looked at the fallen Langmahan, feeling sad, pulled out the thin sword from his waist and rushed towards the orc chief who continued to walk towards the hall.

With a wave of his arm, the knife flashed, and the two of them fell softly to the ground, and the gap between their throats spewed out of hot blood.

They fulfilled their promises with their lives.

Sodemar, with blood on his face, climbed up the steps, and the blade in his hand dripped blood. It looked coldly at the thin but majestic figure on the throne that was high above.

"stop!"

Just as Sodemar was about to cross the threshold of the hall, the imperial emperor was weak but majestic, and a firm voice sounded.

"Step forward and die!"

At the same time, the Emperor of the Empire pulled the thin line in his hand, and the yellow cloth on both sides of the hall fell, revealing the rows of stringed crossbow arrows covered by the yellow cloth. The arrows flashed with a cold light, facing the door of the hall.

Sodemar quickly stopped, and was filled with shock and anger.

"mean!!!"

Then, Sodemar turned around and scolded the orc army behind him.

"You guys! Stay below!"

Hearing the orcs' curse, the imperial emperor stared at the orcs' chief, slowly leaned back against the throne.

"Despicable?! Maybe!"

Sodemar quickly calmed down and spoke coldly.

"Do you think this will save your life?!"

"cannot!"

Immediately, the imperial emperor looked at the orcs disdainfully.

“I never thought of surviving.”

After being shocked and angry, Sodemar also realized that if the imperial emperor wanted to survive, he would have run away long ago, and if he wanted to kill himself, he would not have talked nonsense to him for so long.

"Then what is your purpose of staying here?"

The emperor of the Empire raised his head proudly, not at all like a king who lost his country, and spoke indifferently.

"I just want to see who I lost in!"

"Then! You see it now!"

Sodemar opened his hands to show himself more clearly in front of the imperial emperor.

"you?"

The emperor of the Empire looked down at the orcs at the door with disdain.

"It's worth letting me wait?"

The Emperor of the Empire seemed to speak a piece of garbage, making Sodemal's face turn red, but he didn't dare to do anything.

Because the imperial emperor still held two threads firmly in his hand, and even in the gaps in his speech, he did not relax at all.

"Orcs! The Empire has never been defeated in your hands!"

The emperor of the Empire leaned forward and stared at the orcs at the door with resentment.

"I see everything about you! In front of the empire, the orcs have no ability to resist!"

Sodemar, whose face was red, was about to refute, and the imperial emperor continued to speak loudly.

"Your name is Sodmar War Cry, your father's name is Sidron War Cry, your wife, Anona Frost Blade, died of dysfunction. You buried it at the junction of the grassland and the endless desert. Your wife left you two children. The younger one was still a little boy, and the older one was married to the son of the chief of the Wandering Stone Tribe a year ago, cough cough."

The Emperor of the Empire said in one breath, unable to help coughing, his face turned into a sickly flush.
To be continued...