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Volume 4: The Fake Prophet of the Barbarian Orcs Chapter 5: The Wrath of the Eyes and the Power of the Eagle Sword (Part 1)

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    Dun Kaba was obviously stunned, as were the other barbarian orc warriors. After a full minute, Shah Erda was the first to laugh, leaning forward and back with his hands on his belly, and other barbarian orc warriors from the Yewei tribe followed.  Everyone among them seemed overjoyed.  The warriors of the Manya tribe were just the opposite. Many of them showed frustrated expressions, and some even stuck their weapons under their feet angrily.  Even the orc who had just opened his mouth to mock Sardar turned red, making his ugly face full of bony protrusions look like a big crooked strawberry.  "Master Shaman, there is no warrior in the Manya tribe who can be the opponent of Don Kaba." A timid voice came from behind. The son of Thor still did not hide in the tent, but carefully hid in Tomad's tent.  behind.  "Before the fight started just now, Don Kaba made the same request for a prestige battle as you. Unfortunately, our Don did not dare to challenge, but he still died in his hands." Tomad felt his face  Some have a fever, "Then he is not worthy of Dun." He announced in a stern voice, "Dun should be the strongest warrior in the tribe, and he is brave and fearless." "You are absolutely right." The voice of agreement actually came from  On the opposite side, Dun Kaba's face showed a proud look, "Hey, Lord Shaman, do you want to come to our Yewei tribe? Although the Yewei tribe already has a shaman, after annexing Manya,  It's more than enough to support the second person." There was an anxious expression on the son of Thor's face, but before the little barbarian could object, Tomad had already smiled and patted him on the head.  "I will not leave the Manya Tribe at this time. Son of Thor, I have not repaid you and Elder Gangyan for saving my life." Then he raised his head and looked into Dun Kaba's eyes with piercing eyes, "  The proposal I just made is still valid, Dun Kaba, do you dare to accept this challenge?" Dun Kaba showed an expression of joy that was not obvious at all, "Of course I dare," he beat his chest and roared, "Hey.  Let's have a prestige battle. The winner's tribe will take everything from the loser's tribe! " "Okay" Tomad was about to agree when a disapproving voice suddenly came from the besieged crowd!  The message came out, "No!" The man's face looked like a red strawberry, "He is not Dun, let alone Sha. He has no right to decide what the Manya tribe should do!" "Then what are you going to do?"  Elder Gang Yan's voice came from the same direction, "Sha Musai, how do you plan to solve the imminent crisis of the Manya tribe?" Sha Musai's face has begun to gradually transform from strawberry to eggplant, but he still doesn't want to  Shaking his head in agreement, "There are no warriors in the Manya tribe who are Dun Kaba's opponents. I am Sha, and I don't agree with a duel that is destined to fail." "Oh ha" The warriors of the Manya tribe let out a frustrated cry.  Booing, many people's faces became extremely ugly, but no one objected to Shah Musai's words.  Except for Thomas.  "There are no warriors in the Barbarian Fang tribe who are the opponents of Don Kaba?" Tomad said in a most contemptuous tone, "That's not what the God of March said." He puffed up his chest and turned to face someone who was much taller than him.  Nearly twice as many barbarian orcs roared as warriors, "Don Kaba, do you accept my challenge from Don Tomad of the Barbarian Fang tribe?" The pride on Don Kaba's face quickly faded, replaced by  Surprised and overwhelmed.  "Lord of the Black Moon, did my ears hear something wrong?" He slapped his forehead with his hand, "Master Shaman, what did you just say? Are you Dun from the Manya tribe?" "You didn't  You heard wrong." Tomad told him patiently.  "When did the shaman and Dun become the same person?" Dun Kaba looked like he had seen a ghost. His eyes glanced back and forth between Tomad and the corpse he killed, "The one I just killed  Isn¡¯t that Dun of the Manya Tribe?¡± ¡°He was still the same when you killed him, but just now, I have succeeded to the position of Dun of the Manya Tribe, with the power given to me by the God of March,¡± Thomas.  De announced in a solemn tone.  "This is not in line with the tribal tradition." Shah Musai protested, but no one paid him any attention.  "Has fear turned your prestige into water?" Tomad said with a sharp provocation, "Don Kaba, don't you dare to accept my challenge?" "I can't wave my weapon against the servants of the March God, then  It is absolutely forbidden." Don Kaba replied angrily, "There is nothing worse than killing the servant of the March God. Even if he turns around and flees on the battlefield, the warrior will always use his life and blood to cleanse himself.  The chance of humiliation." "Hey!" All the beastmen shouted in agreement.  "but kill the servant of the March God?" This tall manThe barbarian orc roaring warrior actually shuddered when he said this, "Then when my soul leaves the body, I will not be able to stand beside the Lord of the Black Moon, and I will not be able to enjoy it in the warrior's paradise.  "Fine wine, delicious food and the joy of fighting." "In the name of the Supreme God of March, I will not use the secret power given to me by the Silver Moon Goddess Quenya during the prestige battle," Tomad declared word for word.  Said, "Ton Kabbah, I will fight you like a Ton, using a battle axe, sword or unarmed combat." Ton Kabbah's face showed an angry expression of being slighted. It was obvious that he was a roaring warrior.  His sense of honor was about to overwhelm his awe for the shaman, "Don Tomad, right?" He said in a low and deadly voice, "Even a servant of the March God cannot slander the prestige of a roaring warrior at will.  "I agree to accept your challenge." "This is the best news I have heard today." Tomad showed a fearless smile, "Dun Kaba, what weapon are you going to use?"  "Axe, it's always been like this, it's up to you." Dun Kaba replied proudly, then turned to his companion with a disapproving expression, "Sha'erda, draw a circle for us." "You obviously don't need to accept the challenge.  Sha Erda did not move, but held his hands in front of his chest, "The Yewei tribe has won the victory, and the Manya tribe has no room for bargaining except surrender." "The Manya tribe will not surrender so easily.  Their warriors are very brave and stubborn." Dun Kaba explained, "Otherwise, after I strangle their Dun, there will not be many warriors from the Yewei tribe who will die. Sha Erda, you are going to let them die.  How many more lives would the Yewei tribe sacrifice in exchange for the meager prestige of destroying the Manya tribe?" Sha Erda pursed his lips, and after a full minute, he sighed heavily, "Sa?  When the Mandarin prayed for an omen, he said that everything went well. Today is the time when the prestige of the Yewei tribe resounds in the sky, but in my opinionour shaman probably drank too much mead again." He muttered at the same time.  He stepped forward and walked around Tomad and Don Kaba, his spear drawing an irregular circle on the sand.  "This circle is the stage for the battle of prestige. If you take the initiative to step out of the circle, you will lose." Shah Erda explained reluctantly, and then showed a suspicious expression on his face, "Dun Tomad, you  Can you guarantee that the soldiers of the Manya Tribe will put down their weapons and surrender after you lose?" Before Tomad could answer, Elder Gang Yan's voice sounded, "I am Gang Yan's son, I can do it for us?  Lord Dun and Shaman promised. "Very well, let's get started." Sha Erda said, stepping away from the two of them.  "Wait a minute, Shah Erda, what if the loser is Dun Kaba?" Elder Gangyan suddenly stopped him.  "It's impossible for Dun Kaba to lose." Shah Erda raised her chin arrogantly, and the warriors of the Yewei tribe immediately stomped their feet excitedly and knocked their weapons at the same time, "Hey, hey, Dun Kaba,  Our invincible warriors cannot lose!" "This is the tradition of the battle of prestige. Answer me, Sha Erda, what if you lose?" Elder Gangyan asked insistently.  "Okay, old fool, if Dun Kaba loses, then the Yewei tribe will recognize the existence of the Manya tribe and give up an oasis as your territory." Sha Erda shrugged helplessly.  , looking at Elder Gangyan who seemed to want to say something else, "Or do you think that the Yewei tribe will also surrender to the Manya tribe? Is this possible? A tribe with two hundred warriors surrendered to a tribe that even had children and legless people.  If all the old men are put together, the tribe with less than 150 people will surrender?" "No, this is indeed impossible." Elder Gang Yan nodded, "But the oasis must be chosen by us." "That's right.  Let's wait until your shaman master can defeat Dun Kaba." Shah Erda curled his lips mockingly, then raised his hands and waved them twice. The warriors of the wild and powerful tribe who surrounded the Manya tribe immediately surrounded him.  Fall back and gather around the circle to watch the battle.  Dun Kaba received a double-edged battle ax from a warrior of the Yewei tribe.  This weapon was made of heavy black steel and was surprisingly large in size. The half-moon-shaped ax blade could easily cut an armed knight in half, including man and horse.  If it were any other barbarian orc, this battle ax would probably need to be held with both hands to use it freely, but Dun Kaba picked it up with one hand, and it was as light as a dagger when moving it.  Tomad frowned slightly. He did not consider that although Don Kaba was extremely proud, he did not compromise on weapons.  That double-edged battle ax was obviously not something that could be made with the rough forging techniques of the barbarian orcs. It probably belonged to some unlucky human merchant group guard. ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ??It would be nice if the Griffin Sword is still there.  While Tomad was thinking this, he looked around, trying to find a weapon that could be useful.  Elder Gangyan saw Tomad's embarrassment, and he whispered a few words to the son of Thor. The little barbarian orc slipped into a certain tent and quickly ran back holding a sheathed long sword.  "Here, Lord Shaman, this is what I found in the place where you were unconscious." Tomad was slightly startled. When he took the long sword, a familiar feeling immediately flowed from the palm of his hand to the bottom of his heart.  Although the bronze griffon statue on the hilt has been melted by some terrible force, and the scabbard has also changed its appearance, the edge of the griffin sword is not damaged at all, with an iron-blue sharp sheen.  "I'm ready, Dun Kaba." Tomad smiled at Elder Gangyan and greeted him, then turned around and made a false strike with his sword.  "Let the duel of the prestige battle begin!"
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