Chapter 97
Fu Qinghai never underestimated the Orcs on this planet just because they were still in the primitive tribal stage.
there has never been.
When many orc tribes decided to launch a waaagh expedition across galaxies, they would often use the spaceship technology they thought up to take away all the orcs and their subspecies from the entire planet.
At this time, the green skin debris and spores they sprinkled on the planet will form a new orc tribe in the long years.
These orc tribes were all wild orcs at the beginning.
Wild orcs are a very common branch or stage of orcs. Their combat effectiveness is not weak at all. Although they use very primitive and backward weapons, wild orcs often develop a very strange technology tree - domestication and breeding of various Kind of Squig.
There is a special profession in the wild orcs, called pig feeding, or pig doctor for short. The veterinary pig doctor can be regarded as a combination of the wild version of the mad doctor and the technician boy in the normal technology orc tribe. They can breed various There are many different types of Squigs, from the Bite Squig as a War Dog, to the Squig War Pig that can ride a charge, to the Squig Behemoth that can carry a squad of Orcs.
Some of these savage orc tribes still have their own place among the orcs even in the age of technology, such as the Snakebite clan, which is famous for following ancient traditions and cultivating Squig giant beasts.
Their Scrooge monsters can even fight various types of tanks of the human empire.
Savage orcs rely heavily on Squig to cultivate the technology tree, but even without Squig, many orc fleets that have entered the age of space technology will recruit them when they encounter savage orcs on a certain planet to form a savage orc squad, because These orcs are very good at close combat.
White Scars is an army of interstellar warriors with rich experience in combating orcs, and Fu Qinghai's mentor when he was a technical sergeant, Quinto Anastasio, was sent by the Mechanicus to the Condax galaxy to specialize in the study of orcs. expert.
Fu Qinghai is very familiar with the culture, customs, types of arms, and technology of the orcs.
That's why Fu Qinghai didn't suggest old man Hu Xian disturb the orc tribe on the other side of the river.
God knows how far the Squig biotechnology tree of that orc tribe has developed.
You're not kidding around with a Squig Behemoth that can take on a Baneblade tank.
In the stone room, Fu Qinghai grabbed his tile-steel sword, put Hall Kemp's servo skull in his arms, and was about to rush out with old man Hu Xian.
Not to mention that this servo skull is a relic of Hall Kemp, just because the orcs can't leave any technological rags, this servo skull has to be brought.
Just after he turned out of the cave of the stone room, an orc kid holding a torch and chopping stones found Fu Qinghai, and rushed over with a machete with an "ow".
With a flick of Fu Qinghai's sword tip, he pushed aside his stone machete, and stabbed again, piercing the orc boy's throat.
The torch fell to the ground.
Fu Qinghai and old man Hu Xian looked at each other, Fu Qinghai said:
"We don't know how many orcs are surrounding here now. We can't be bored in the ruins and get beaten up. We have to get out as soon as possible."
Old man Hu Xian nodded.
The passage in the stone ruins group is narrow, with many vegetation and vines, and it is inconvenient to use the Wagang Sword. Fu Qinghai simply tied the Heartbreaking Sword with a vine and tied it around his waist together with the servo skull.
This will allow for more flexibility in action.
rush!
Fu Qinghai and old man Hu Xian fought towards the outside of the ruins one after the other.
In the narrow passage, a group of wild boys with colorful paints on their faces and various animal teeth falling on their bodies, holding torches and bone knives for chopping and chopping. As soon as they spotted Fu Qinghai, they screamed and crowded into a row. rushed up.
Fu Qinghai was not afraid, and strode forward.
Tilting his head and dodging the swinging bone knife, Fu Qinghai raised his elbow and slammed it down like Muay Thai. The ugly face of the wild boy who rushed to the front raised his eyes and fangs with blood. Immediately fell on his back.
Fu Qinghai slapped away a chopped stone axe, and with the help of the inertia of his body, he swung his other hand and elbowed his back, "Slap!" All sunken down.
Fu Qinghai waved his fists and rushed into the ranks of the wild boys.
As mentioned earlier, the strength of orcs is positively related to their size. Judging by their size, they can be roughly divided into three levels: orc boy, orc leader, and orc boss.
The Orc Kid was taller than an average human soldier, but not as tall as a Space Marine, the Orc Boss was slightly taller than a Space Marine, and the Orc Boss was about the size of a Dreadnought.
The orc warlord who fought against the Emperor in the Battle of Ullanor is said to be as tall as a three-story building.
With an uppercut with his left hand, Fu Qinghai smashed the head of a wild boy against the stone wall, causing his brain to burst.
Then he half-turned to avoid a stabbing spear, clamped the wooden pole under his arm with his arm, clasped the top of the wild boy's head with his right hand, pressed down hard, and lifted his knee, "Ka "With a sound, the skull split open on Fu Qinghai's knee.
Standing at the end of the tunnel was an orc who was taller and stronger than the Wild Boy. It wore a skull mask with the fangs of some kind of beast on its forehead, a fur robe decorated with colorful bright feathers, and a cloak hanging around its waist. A bunch of orc heads.
Holding a short bone serrated knife in each hand, it looks like it was polished from the teeth of some kind of beast.
Headhunter boy.
Fu Qinghai grinned, stepped towards the orc, jumped up suddenly, pushed his knee out, and kicked a Tony Jia-style Muay Thai flying knee.
The beast hunter boy's red and protruding eyeballs were shining with bloodthirsty light, and the jagged short knives in his hands were already overlapping and swung into a dense knife net, ready to smash Fu Qinghai's knees that were not covered by armor.
The moment Fu Qinghai's knee was about to hit two short knives.
Fu Qinghai pulled out one hand on his waist.
"Clang—"
A slanting black light flashed upwards.
Fu Qinghai landed lightly.
The vines binding the Wagang sword, the two jagged short knives waving, most of the headhunting boy's body... were cut off all at once!
The strong green-skinned body was still standing there, and then, the entire upper body of the Orc slid down obliquely along the neat and smooth section, with organs and blood overflowing like a broken jar.
Fu Qinghai shook off the residual blood on the Wagang sword, walked out of the narrow passage, turned around, and said to the old man Hu Xian who had been following behind him:
"Okay, sir, you can do it."
Old man Hu Xian nodded, he could tell, firstly, the passage was narrow, and it was inconvenient to use the Wagang sword; secondly, Fu Qinghai had just learned unarmed combat, and his hands were a little itchy, and he wanted to find some enemies other than old man Hu Xian to try. Try it out.
It's not that the orcs came to your door.
Old man Hu Xian followed Fu Qinghai out of this passage and asked:
"Why do you like to start so much? How about calling you a Skull Crusher."
Fu Qinghai explained casually: "I have dissected orcs. As their size increases, their organs will grow redundantly. Sometimes injuries to their torso are not fatal to them."
Fu Qinghai had seen not a hundred but fifty orc corpses in Master Kunto's bilge laboratory on the Dagger.
Just when they came to the center of a wide sunken stone altar, there was a deafening "waaagh" sound, and countless savage orcs cut vines, split bushes, and jumped down from all directions.
A green lightsaber lights up, and Hu Xian is about to make a move.
"Buzz!"
With a slash, Shiguge, who was rushing forward with his fangs and mouth wide open, was cut in half by the sword.
"Buzz!"
With one stroke, the wild boy who rushed forward with a machete was beheaded.
The old man Hu Xian waved the lightsaber in his hand like a cluster of blooming flowers of death. Facing the orcs surrounding him from all directions, he didn't need to turn his head to look around. , the orcs and Squigs who jumped from the top of the head and bitten from the feet were all beheaded.
Force perception.
Fu Qinghai pulled out the Wagang sword from the mouth of the last orc, turned around and said to old man Hu Xian:
"Savage orcs are good at tracking, to prevent future troubles, find their war boss, and kill him."
Old man Hu Xian nodded and said: "You point, I will kill."
The two jumped out of the sunken stone altar and rushed out of the valley.
"Roar--"
A huge beast roar pointed out the direction for the two of them.
Following the direction of the sound, Fu Qinghai and old man Hu Xian displayed their ultimate agility and quickly shuttled through the intricate terrain.
"Boom!"
The sound of heavy footsteps on the stone slab sounded again.
The two jumped out of the woods and saw the true face of the attacker.
A giant Squig the size of a tyrannosaurus rex was standing in front of the two of them. It had rough green skin, a thick single horn on its forehead, a big mouth with ferocious sharp teeth, drooling, and two tusks on both sides of its lower jaw. long corners.
But he thought that Fu Qinghai breathed a sigh of relief the moment he saw this giant Squig beast.
Fortunately, it's just a small body that can only carry two or three orcs, not the kind of giant war beast that can overturn the Leman Ruth tank.
If it was the giant Squig beast of the Snakebite clan, Fu Qinghai pulled the old man Hu Xian to turn around and run up the mountain without saying a word.
The tall orc riding on the back of this Scrooge dinosaur wore a two-horned helmet on his head, and his face was covered by a bone plate, revealing only his two eyes and the thick fangs protruding from his mouth.
The orc held the rein of the Scrooge dinosaur with one hand, and grabbed a thin grit hanging on the side of the saddle with the other hand, lifted the bone plate mask, opened its mouth wide, Amidst the screams from the place of residence, there was a "click", blood splashed everywhere, and the Grit was chewed to pieces.
Put it here to replenish energy before the battle. Fu Qinghai sneered in his heart.
"Is it it?" Hu Xian turned his head and asked the old man.
Fu Qinghai said: "From a visual estimate, he should be more than four meters tall."
"Okay." Hu Xian nodded slightly.
The orc riding on the back of the Squig dinosaur, after eating and wiping off the fart, raised the long-handled stone ax in his hand high, and roared to the sky:
"Waaaaagh!"
Gathered around it, all the orcs and grit servants holding torches shouted in unison:
"Waaaaaaaaagh!"
An invisible psionic energy surged, and all the orcs present became excited.
It's started, Fu Qinghai thought to himself, waaagh woke up.
Fighting is the way of life of the orcs. Regardless of life or death, they can grow naturally after each battle, and become bigger and stronger. They can also use the corpses to bring new green skins to this land after each defeat. spore.
The old man Hu Xian's face was as sinking as water, holding the lightsaber, he took a step forward and rushed forward.
"Shua!"
The dense bone knives and stone axes formed a forest of knives and axes, and appeared in front of old man Hu Xian in an instant.
The old man Hu Xian pointed his toes, jumped forward, and swung his sword.
The wooden handles of all long and short weapons were melted by the high temperature of the lightsaber.
Old man Hu Xian didn't pay attention to those orc boys holding broken arms and howling. His bronze muscles bulged like inflated lumps, and his whole body exploded into the shape of a devil's muscular old man. The orc war boss on his back went away.
"Roar!"
The Scrooge dinosaur roared, twisted its neck, and opened its bloody mouth to bite.
The old man Hu Xian shrank his toes a little bit in mid-air, stepped on the huge horn of the giant beast, borrowed his strength again, and rushed towards the boss of the orc.
This extremely agile movement was even more exaggerated than the Howling Banshee of the Spirit Race, Salamander Uslan, whom Fu Qinghai had seen before.
Is this the state where the fourth form of swordsmanship has been cultivated to the extreme? Fu Qinghai was shocked.
"Snapped!"
Contrary to Fu Qinghai's expectation, a big green hand grasped the sword-holding wrist of the old man Hu Xian.
The old man Hu Xian is only 1.8 meters in the state of devil muscles, while the orc boss is close to 4 meters!
The orc boss grinned grinningly, holding one wrist, and lifted Hu Xian up in the air.
The old man Hu Xian tried his best to struggle, but he couldn't break free. The old man stared his eyes, and stretched out his other hand suddenly, aiming at the neck of the orc boss to make a grasping movement.
The force locks the throat!
The orc boss's face was suffocated, and then his cheeks puffed up, his teeth clenched, and he broke free from the throat locked by the force.
Seeing this scene, Fu Qinghai stopped watching and went up with his sword.
It was too late, the long-handled battle ax held by the other hand of the orc boss had already slashed towards old man Hu Xian!
In an instant, old man Hu Xian's eyes suddenly burst into scarlet eyes, his skin became dull, his bulging muscles swelled again, and with one hand pulling, the whole person disappeared from the hands of the orc boss!
"Shua!" "Shua!" "Shua!"
Three blurred afterimages appeared beside the orc boss at the same time.
Hu Xian clasped his hands tightly and raised them upwards; Hu Xian tightened his thighs and twisted his waist to kick;
"Boom—"
A dazzling white light lit up, and this white light flooded the vision of everyone present, including Fu Qinghai.
The farts covered their eyes and screamed, as if their eyeballs had been stabbed blind.
The white light disappeared, and Fu Qinghai removed his shielding arm to take a look.
The orc boss's huge head disappeared completely, leaving only a bare blood hole, which appeared alone on the mountain-like strong body.
The old man Hu Xian clenched his fists and stood on the back of the Squig Dinosaur, only a few strands of his robes were left hanging, and a huge red Chinese character was branded on his muscular back——
sky!
Asura Flash + Instant Prison Kill!
Fu Qinghai's eyes widened, he recognized this move, the signature lore skill of Hao Gui and Sha Yilong in Street Fighter.
"Wow wow!"
The green-skinned orcs, who had reacted, saw that Zhan Boss was dead, and they were so frightened that they burst into tears and yelled, and a group of people scattered like birds and beasts.
The Scrooge dinosaur under the old man Hu Xian wailed, turned his head and was about to throw Hu Xian off, but only the headless corpse of the orc boss was thrown off, the old man Hu Xian slid down his neck, and the green lightsaber stretched out again , stabbed into the brain of the Scrooge Dinosaur.
The green-skinned behemoth took two steps in a chaotic manner, and fell down suddenly.
Fu Qinghai rushed up to greet him, and shouted:
"uncle……"
The old man Hu Xian suddenly turned around, his scarlet eyes fixed on Fu Qinghai with murderous intent.
"Uh..." Fu Qinghai paused for a moment.
At the moment when he was stared directly at by the strong killing intent, Fu Qinghai's muscles tensed up, and he subconsciously clenched the Wagang sword in his hand.
Old man Hu Xian stared straight at Fu Qinghai for two or three seconds, then he gasped suddenly, the red light in his eyes dissipated, his skin turned back to bronze, and he returned to normal.
"Huh..." The old man Hu Xian lowered his head, bent his body, and breathed slowly.
Fu Qinghai stepped forward hesitantly.
"Master... are you okay?"
The old man Hu Xian shook his head vigorously and said:
"Just a little bit, just a little bit, I was immersed in the wave of killing intent and couldn't get out."
Fu Qinghai supported the old man's shoulders, not knowing what to say.
It was because I saw that old man Hu Xian was too strong that I wanted to kill the orc boss temporarily. Not to mention once and for all, killing the enemy's war boss can at least stop for a while.
But he still underestimated the energy that exploded when a group of orcs got together waaagh.
Fu Qinghai sighed and said:
"Master, let's hurry up and leave. The orcs have discovered this place, so it's not suitable to stay for a long time. God knows when the next orc tribe will come over."
The old man Hu Xian nodded wearily, got up and followed Fu Qinghai out of the valley.
...
Along the way, Fu Qinghai sighed in his heart.
Without the group of stone relics, the two of them would have to live a life of eating and sleeping for a while.
Never underestimate an orc.
Although these green skins are often naive, they are just like their belief in their own god, Brother Mao, who is fierce and cunning, and Brother Mao, who is cunning and fierce.
Cunning is also an attribute of orcs.
Fu Qinghai didn't even know when they began to have doubts about this valley and the ruins.
Moreover, Fu Qinghai had quietly observed the green-skin tribe on the other side of the river before, and they definitely did not raise Squig dinosaurs.
This is reinforcements brought in from other tribes.
Some people may find it strange, is it worthwhile for such a large group of orcs to search for a group of valley ruins?
It's worth it. For the orcs, there is never a reason to fight, and there is no need to consider the price/performance ratio, exchange ratio, and war loss ratio. This species was created for war.
Orcs and Tyranids, the only two races in the Warhammer 40K universe that can fight stronger and stronger.
After driving for a long time, the sky is already dawning.
The old man Hu Xian raised his head, looked at Fu Qinghai, and asked:
"Where are we going?"
Fu Qinghai walked quickly while explaining:
"Go to the direction of the aurora."
"Aurora? That green aurora we watched at night?"
The old man Hu Xian asked.
Fu Qinghai nodded: "Yes, I found some clues in the ruins last night. These clues point to a powerful ancient race. I suspect that the light in the night sky is not an aurora."
"Probably the entrance to the Necrons' tomb."
Now Fu Qinghai has connected all the details together.
Fu Qinghai remembered that the old man Hu Xian used to cook the soup was a stone pot made of black stone, either the kind of stone pot that was blackened by firewood, or a pure black stone.
The orc leader killed in the jungle was holding a stone ax made of black stone.
At the beginning, Fu Qinghai didn't go in that direction. After all, there are no black stones anywhere. This is a foreign star. Not to mention black, it is not surprising that there are pink stones.
Now it seems……
Those are all black stones!
The building material of the Necrons, born with psionic manipulation of minerals.
And why are there auroras in low-latitude areas, and they are all green?
All the weapons, equipment, and technological devices used by the Necrons emit light that is dark green.
Fu Qinghai's head now has two big heads, and the old nest has been taken over by the orcs. Although the orcs have been driven away, they can't stay anymore.
The planet is a tomb world, and I don't have the ability to create a spaceship out of thin air to leave this planet. Since there is no way to leave, I can only go and see what's going on.
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