Chapter 807 First Contact

The black shadow fell from the sky, carrying a blood-stained battle ax. The ax struck the Chaos Warrior's neck, making a crisp sound of steel biting and tearing. The ax blade cut through the armor and continued to penetrate with terrifying penetrating power.

, slashed directly through the neck of the Chaos Warrior!

I saw the burly, heavily armored Chaos Warrior swooping and falling under the dwarf butcher's battle ax. Everyone in the audience looked at this scene with incredible eyes.

The ogres on the city wall all dropped their jaws in shock and their eyes widened.

However, what is even more shocking is that the butchers completely ignore the numerical advantage of the predators. Although they only have a few dozen people, they chase the hundreds of predators, just like birds of prey swooping down to chase the chickens.

The other butchers who followed closely behind the red-haired butcher also had high morale and would kill anyone they saw.

After slashing the Chaos Warrior to death, Bogur let out a hearty roar, and then ran towards the next Chaos Infantry.

I saw the dwarf rising into the air again, and the Chaos infantry on the ground had already assumed a completely defensive posture. However, it was still useless. The Butcher roared wildly, and slashed down from the air with his double axe, directly cutting off the Chaos Warrior's halberd.

, before the Chaos Warriors could counterattack, another ax had already come, hitting him in the head!

The hard armor was penetrated by the powerful attack force of the axe. When the ax was pulled out again, the entire helmet and skull had been split in half!

Black blood spurted out from the split skull.

The plunderers on the side were already frightened and panicked. When Bogul rushed up, he forgot to resist. He was hit in the shoulder with an axe, and his head was chopped off with another axe! Blood spurted out from these living bodies. It was like a

A feast of blood.

In just ten minutes, Bogul led this group of dwarf butchers to slaughter half of the raiders. What fell at their feet were the corpses of hundreds of raider infantry, lying in pieces with their internal organs and filthy blood flowing out.

Blood and water.

When Bogul roared with passion again, the remaining marauder infantry scattered like frightened birds.

There were more than twenty butchers like this, one person at a time, killing everyone they caught. The scene was extremely chaotic, but also extremely funny.

When the remaining Kislev explorers arrived, the battlefield had been cleaned up. It was completely clean. Because the dwarf butchers had stabbed all the corpses lying on the ground, not even giving them a chance to surrender.

Bogul held his ax in one hand and stood panting in the center of the battlefield, looking up at the weird fortress in front of him.

This is a fortress style that he has never seen before. The entire fortress looks messy and made of stones, trees, and soil. It looks very ugly, but its defensive capabilities seem to be pretty good.

At least, it didn't collapse under the continuous strong attack of a group of marauders.

Bogul squinted his eyes again and looked at the big men on the city wall. They looked like a combination of northern barbarians and black orcs. They had fat jaws and faces. At the same time, they were also very fat. They were different from the muscular body of the black orcs.

, the bodies of these exotic creatures were covered with fat, and their fat faces made them look dull. Facing such a group of creatures, Bogul just laughed from the bottom of his heart.

Soon, the gate to the walled city was opened. The butchers and Kislev soldiers on the field immediately drew their weapons and prepared for battle. After all, this was the first time they came into contact with other unknown races, and everyone was wary in their hearts.

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However, from the other party's actions, Bogul saw their goodwill.

This is quite understandable, after all, just now, the butchers helped them deal with this group of Chaos invaders.

"What kind of monsters are they?"

Bogul tilted his head and asked his companions.

Soon, a dwarf ranger appeared and shouted back——

"Ogres. I have seen this race a long time ago."

"Ogre?"

Bogul frowned. He wanted to know more, but for the sake of face, he couldn't keep asking.

Soon, the opponent's leader walked up to him.

It can be seen that this guy is much bigger than his kind. Unlike other ogres who have fat bodies, the ogre leader in front of him looks not only tall and burly, but also full of strong muscles.

The lower jaw is wide and powerful, a pair of tiny fangs slightly exposed from the lips, and there are several obvious scars on the face, giving him a fierce look.

But the attitude of the other party seemed to be very friendly. He didn't even carry a weapon, but walked up to Bogul and performed a very strange etiquette.

Then he opened his mouth and spat out a lot of gibbering words. Of course, Bogul didn't understand a word of it...

"Who can translate? What did the fat man say just now?"

Bogur stood upright and shouted loudly to everyone behind him.

Similarly, only the ranger stood up and said that he knew how to listen a little bit, but only a little bit.

"He is saying that he thanks us for our help just now and hopes that we can enter their territory and enjoy delicious food together. That's probably what he means..."

The dwarf ranger translated diligently.

As soon as he finished speaking, the leader on the opposite side showed his big mouth, smiled strangely, and slapped his belly vigorously with his thick fat hands. He made bursts of strong tapping sounds. It was as if the belly was not a part of his body, but a rough side.

Like a leather drum.

"Tell him that I accept their invitation."

Bogul is so generous.

However, the Kislev guard captain who had just been tied up yelled again——

"No, we have to be careful. We don't know them well. We can't just enter their fortress at will. If they wait for us to enter and then close the gate of the fortress, none of us will be able to get out!"

"Shut your mouth! Faggot! Why are you so verbose?"

"If you are so careful, then the fierce battle just now will not be fought. Did you see how many useful materials we seized, as well as the hospitality of these ogres? At least there is no need to eat wild vegetables for these ten days and a half.

And mushrooms!”

Bogul waved his hand impatiently, not giving the captain a chance to speak again.

They were obviously equals before setting off, but less than a month after setting off, Bogul had become the boss of the team. After all, in the unknown wilderness, whoever has the biggest fist will listen to whoever...

A group of dwarves put away their weapons and swaggered into their fortress following the ogre leader.

Along the way, Bogul was in a great mood. He saw novel buildings and novel races. The entire ogre tribe lived in these simple huts and caves on the mountain. They gathered in small groups, or beat their chests,

Or shouting in an unknown language, like a welcome.

It is indeed a welcome... Bogul thought.
Chapter completed!