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Volume 4: The Fake Prophet of the Barbarian Orcs Chapter 7: Identity Exposed, Detailed Discussion at Night

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    Tomad watched the warriors of the Yewei tribe disappear into the depths of the night, and then performed simple prayers and blessings for the warriors of the Manya tribe. There were many injured among them, but most of them were not serious. After simple cleaning and  There will be no problem with bandaging.  When the effects of brute force, lightness, and bloodlust disappeared, a deep fatigue surged up like a tide, making it very difficult for Tomad to even stand still.  But it¡¯s not time to rest, at least not yet.  Due to his improper actions during the attack of the Yewei tribe, Shah Musai of the Manya tribe has suffered serious damage to his prestige and cannot continue to serve as the leader of the tribe.  Elder Gang Yan said a few words in a thick-accented orc language, which received unanimous approval from many warriors.  Sha Musai nodded with a gloomy face. He took off the feather ornament representing "sand" from his head. Elder Gang Yan took it and inserted it into the helmet of another barbarian orc. The barbarian orc then raised it high  hands, accepting the cheers and salutes of other warriors.  When the enthusiastic shouts gradually died down, Elder Gang Yan squeezed out of the crowd and came to Tomad's side.  When the Yewei tribe launched an attack, he also fought side by side with other tribal warriors, and his body was covered with traces of blood and sweat.  "Today will be a day worth remembering in the prestige of the Manya Tribe." Elder Gang Yan whispered in Tomad's ear, "The Manya Tribe has its own shaman again, and has also replaced Shahedun.  "That's because the favor of the March God has returned to the tribe." Tomad replied cautiously.  "Of course, I must be grateful for the blessing of the God of March." Elder Gang Yan's tone seemed to be pointing, "But if my mind has not completely aged, I should be grateful to you, the human knight and magician.  ." Tomad was shocked.  It's not that he hasn't thought about the possibility of his identity being revealed, but that was only a concern at the beginning.  As time goes by, Tomad feels that the possibility of his identity being revealed is getting smaller and smaller, especially after defeating Don Kaba of the Yewei tribe, the possibility of his identity being revealed is even slimmer.  However, he never expected that his identity would have been revealed by Elder Gang Yan from the very beginning.  "You are right, Elder Gangyan." Tomad admitted calmly. He did not intend to forcefully deny it, but he also did not intend to spare his life.  While saying this, Tomad glanced around with the corner of his eye.  Strangely enough, there didn't seem to be any ambushes nearby.  "You don't have to worry, I just want to have a good talk with you." Elder Gang Yan's tone seemed particularly heavy, and there was a sense of fatigue in his bones, "If you believe me, can you go for a walk with me outside?"  ?¡± Tomad nodded slightly, and at the same time pressed his right hand on the hilt of the sword inside his robe.  Elder Gangyan's attitude was not hostile at all, but Tomad did not dare to place his own safety on the attitude of the old barbarian orc.  The two people walked into the deep darkness of the night one after another, and the lights and noise of the Manya tribe camp were quickly left behind.  The desert is very quiet late at night. The undulating sand dunes are like countless prostrate beasts, extending to the end of the field of vision. The silver moon and the red moon patrol side by side in the sky. Occasionally, there are flowing clouds that block the moonlight, but in an instant, they are blown by the night sky.  The cold wind drives away.  The old barbarian orc walked onto a sand dune, then stopped and looked down at the vast desert.  "This is Abraham, the homeland of our barbarian orcs." Elder Gang Yan's rich and desolate voice floated in the night sky, just like the desert itself was speaking, "Ann, I hope you can always remember that we come from the desert.  They will also be buried in the desert." Tomad frowned slightly, "Elder Gangyan, I don't understand what you mean." "Today's barbarian beasts can no longer remember their own traditions." Elder Gangyan sighed.  He took a breath and turned around. The silver moon shone brightly on his shoulders, drawing a dark and large shadow across the sand dunes like a giant.  "Zulu Gritotz, a great leader. Since Lord Kalmos Bloody Roar, the barbarian orcs have not had such a wise and wise leader for hundreds of years." "This is for the barbarian orcs.  Isn't that a good thing?" Tomad's tone seemed a bit stiff, but Elder Gang Yan didn't care about his attitude, but shook his head helplessly.  "A good thing? For those young men who are full of ambitions in their heads, I'm afraid it is really a good thing, but I don't think so. His Majesty Zulu Gritoutz is too great, and his vision has gone far beyond  The vision of any tribal leader, elder, or shaman is firmly fixed on the thorny throne of continental hegemony. How much blood will be shed along the way? How many tribes and towns will be reduced to ashes in the raging war?  See it, or even though you see it,?It is seen as something that must be sacrificed on the way to hegemony.  " The corner of Tomad's mouth tilted slightly, "Many people will think so.  Elder Gang Yan is not only the king of the beastmen, there are also such careerists among humans.  " "Of course, careerists can be found everywhere. Those who have ambitions but no corresponding power are just trash. However, careerists with powerful power will be a huge disaster for all those who yearn for peace.  " "Are there any peace-loving people among the beastmen?  "Tomad blurted out subconsciously, but then a feeling of regret arose in his heart. He shouldn't have said such arbitrary words. Some of the customs of the barbarian orcs may be barbaric, but they are not crazy or stupid at all, at least in his eyes they are not.  That way. Elder Gang Yan did not get angry because of this provocative question. He just showed a tired smile, and then leaned on his cane, "Only the weak will have peace in their hearts. This has been the case in the past.  , the same now.  "His voice seemed very weak, and he seemed to be two different people from the wise and calm elder not long ago. "An, the Manya tribe is a very small tribe. Although the Yewei tribe is stronger, there are only more than two hundred adults.  Just a warrior.  There are hundreds of such tribes in the Desert of Abraham. How many of them would want to seek continental hegemony?  Having an oasis to live in and a herd of beasts to harvest fresh meat are already the highest blessings bestowed by the God of March.  " Tomad could hear the sincerity in the old barbarian orc's words, but he still put forward different opinions. "If this war goes well, the barbarian orcs will get a large area of ??fertile land and clear springs.  Beautiful trees, mansions, birds and beasts, everything seems to be at your fingertips.  And in Abraham, what do you have but the ever-changing dunes of sand?  " "We have lived in Abraham for hundreds of years. Although the environment here is difficult, it has not made our ethnic group extinct. Instead, it has become more tenacious like a shrub in the sand.  "Elder Gangyan stretched out his arms, and his momentum seemed to want to embrace the entire night sky, but after a moment, the tired and weak old barbarian orc stood in front of Tomad. "But he wants to seize fertility from other races.  soil of?  An, tell me, how many barbarian orc warriors will be buried in a foreign land?  How much blood will condense into irresolvable hatred between each other?  " Tomad was silent for a moment and shook his head slightly, "I don't know, Elder Gangyan, there are also careerists among humans. The reason why I appear here with wounds all over my body is because I was betrayed by a careerist.  .  "When he said this, Tomad's voice paused, and then he raised his eyes, "Elder Gang Yan, when did you discover my true identity?  " "I knew it from the beginning, Ann.  "Elder Gang Yan replied with a smile, "Only a little guy who has never seen the world would regard you as a shaman. You do have a lot of scars caused by mental power on your body, but I believe that it is because you have been with  Confronted by a powerful shaman.  Those broken shaman robes and staffs do not belong to you. Only the sharp sword is your weapon, right?  " "Just because of this, you determined my identity?  Tomad asked with some disbelief, "Elder Gangyan, aren't you afraid of making wrong guesses?"  "Well" Elder Gang Yan showed a mysterious smile, "Of course not, the guesses are just guesses. I can only confirm your identity after you wake up."  The stench can drive away evil spirits of disease. This practice is indeed our tradition, but it is only followed by the most ignorant tribes, and the shamans are precisely those who are most opposed to this tradition.  "
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