The Orc Grassland has 3.3 million square kilometers, and a total of 17 commercial strongholds have been built along the periphery of the grassland. The Warhammer stronghold is one of them. The Warhammer stronghold belongs to the largest of the seventeen foreign trade hubs. Most caravans, whether entering the grassland or leaving the grassland, often have to pass through this stronghold as long as the destination is the Neville Federation. It is precisely for this reason that the stronghold brings together various races, whether it is common humans and orcs, unusual dwarves and elves, and even rare winged people and sea tribes. Any intelligent creatures that exist on the Yara Continent can see them in this stronghold. Of course, the probability is very small.

Compared to the importance of status, the base is really small, just eight square kilometers. Seven or eight thick and old streets, more than one hundred dilapidated buildings that have been peeled through time, a circle of stone walls, and several wooden arrow towers. These seemingly crumbling things are put together to form the largest trading base in the southern grassland.

Although the stronghold is small, it has complete functions. Taverns, hotels, shops, trading shops, warehouses, carriages, beast bars, and treatment centers. All functions can be found. In addition, some service industries like taverns, hotels and shops, and even competitors in the same industry exist. Walking on the streets, you can see various shops on the roadside everywhere, which is no different from smaller cities. However, there are not many people here now. After all, spring is the off-season for trading, and there are no trade caravans coming and going. If you pass here in autumn, you will feel that there is a lot of people. In that season, many people who come and go have to sleep on the streets of the trade bases or even outside the walls.

Stepping on the afterglow of the sunset, a carriage slowly drove into the stone gate of the stronghold. On both sides of the gate were four orc guards, and there were many orc guards patrolling back and forth on the street. These guards were directly dispatched by the Orc Alliance to maintain the security of the stronghold. Among the more than 30 guards, each orc must at least reach the bronze level, and the captain responsible for commanding these guards was the golden level. In this way, he was to deter those professionals who were responsible for guarding or entourage but were unruly.

"Several, the Warhammer stronghold has finally arrived." Selass was still driving the car. He wore a felt hat on the side to cover the dazzling sunset. He pulled off the cloth towel tied on the collar and wiped his sweat. He turned around and said to the passengers of the adventure group in the carport: "I'm really sorry, it seems that he can only spend the night in the stronghold tonight."

"It's not your fault. Mr. Selasis." Catherine lifted the tent, jumped out of the car lightly, and secretly made the joints of her body clatter. She buoyed her body without moving, and helped Vivian off the carriage with her backhand. Then she continued: "We know you don't want to arrive so late, but no one can do anything about this unlucky thing when the axle breaks."

Several people rushed for two consecutive days, but unexpectedly, at noon today, at noon, at a distance of more than 30 kilometers from the Warhammer stronghold, the axle of the rear wheel suddenly broke due to the bumps of the road, causing the carriage to break down on the road and could not move forward any further. Fortunately, in order to deal with this situation, each carriage had one or two spare axles, which saved everyone from carrying a large amount of luggage and items. Walking more than 30 kilometers to the stronghold. However, it is very sad that when a few people gathered next to the broken carriage, they found that no one would change the axle. Even Vivian and Pennis, who were familiar with some mechanics, had no solution to this primitive machinery, and could only look at the spare axle but had no idea how to start.

Fortunately, this is a primitive machinery and a four-wheeled carriage. Even if you don’t understand at all, you can find a rough installation method based on the structure of the front wheel. In this way, the five people got together and worked for more than three hours before they changed the axle and started on the road. However, the girls’ sense of accomplishment was suddenly revealed by Panis’s words, “More than three hours, if we start walking, it’s almost almost here.” There was no blow left. For this reason, the girls decided to drive Panis, who told the truth, to the roof of the car to blow the air. It was not until Panis showed a head from the tent like a ghost, and accused their atrocities with tears in their mouths before he could barely allow him to return to the car.

"Stop." Just as I was about to pass through the stone gate, several wolf guards at the door reached out and stopped the carriage: "There is no goods in the carriage? Then what are you doing?"

"Adventurer." Katherine took out a special badge representing the adventurer: "I accepted the commission and came to meet the client."

"Well, adventurer." One of the four wolf tribesmen looked carefully at Catherine's emblem, then nodded and said, "Get in, be careful inside."

"What's wrong, this werewolf brother." Selasis asked in orcs, "I didn't have such strict defenses in the past, it must be something happened."

The guard was stunned. He didn't expect that such a pure orc dialect could be spoken from a human's mouth. He couldn't help but look at Selass up and down. When he saw his image and temperament, the guard understood that this was a human living in a grassland tribe. The serious expression on his face was immediately replaced by a kind smile: "It's a human brother from a tribe. In fact, it's nothing big. In the afternoon, there are people fighting, from a restaurant to a tavern, from a tavern to a hotel, and beat everyone who can beat the patrol, including the patrol."

"Haha, isn't that happening every day?" Serasis laughed: "Can you still be considered a man on the grassland without fighting a few games a day?"

"Hehe, I was beaten unilaterally this time. Those people from the Wildebeest tribe usually look down on me and think they are very powerful. But this time they were easily defeated." The werewolf said gloatingly: "Don't worry, I remind you to be careful to prevent conflicts from happening again. Don't worry, go in with confidence."

"Thank you, werewolf brother." Selasis punched the werewolf's chest a few times, making a dull sound: "Wait for you to drink when I pass by again in a few days."

"Okay, I'll be here for the whole year this year." The werewolf's big hand slapped Selasis's shoulder: "I'm waiting for your wine, hahaha."

"Well, someone is fighting again." When Selasis was inquiring about the news, Panis was doing a simultaneous translation here. After hearing this, Catherine said with a laugh and cry: "Every time I hear the news about the orcs, why do I always get into the fight and trouble?"

"Am orcs. Who made them believe in the God of War?" Panis said nothing as if he was heard as a truth that might cause religious disputes: "For believers of the God of War, eating and fighting are necessities, and they feel uncomfortable if they don't fight a few times a day. In contrast, it is estimated that not to let them fight for a few days is more painful than not letting them eat for a few days."

"Don't hate it." Lina secretly kicked Panis's calf: "If you want to say such things, you can say them secretly. Be careful that everyone will beat you together, and then we will pretend not to know you."

"Look, you admit it too." Panis smiled and said, "You also think that the solution to their problems is to fists. What I told the truth."

"It's because it's the truth that you can't tell." Lina glanced at Panis: "Although they do, it's the most hurtful thing to tell."

"Actually, it's a bit unfair to say that everyone is like this." Panis said: "There are a few elders in their ancestor temple who still love peace very much. Well, there are also in the Temple of War God, but it's rare. In fact, we've met one, you forgot?"

"We've met it?" Catherine asked in surprise: "Why don't I remember?"

Several people walked and chatted along the simple street to the tavern near the south gate of the stronghold. According to Selass, they made an appointment with the tiger tribe who commissioned the task and met here. The tavern was not big, and it looked as dilapidated as other buildings. As soon as Catherine pushed open the old gate, she heard a noisy moan. The moans floated out of the tavern, which was the pain and wailing of many people.

"Why do you have to come to trouble me?" A female voice as gentle and calm as a lake water sounded: "I just come here to eat, wait for someone, and then find a place to stay. Why do you have to fight me? The God of War taught us to pursue victory in war, but did not teach us to launch a fearless battle. Look at the beasts and monsters on the grassland. Unless for survival, they will never attack each other for no reason. This is the true meaning of the God of War teaching. Blindly seeking battle like you have long deviated from the original intention of the God of War teaching. Pursuing victory in battle, but loving peace in life is what a devout believer of the God of War should do. Do you understand? Come and think to me. Peace is the truth in the world, and pursuing victory is the means to pursue peace."

In the tavern, the only few passers-by took the initiative to let out the venue in the center of the tavern. Seven or eight bear men wearing guard leather armor lay there, and their mouths kept wailing painfully. A tall and strong female warrior with a giant sword close to one of the people was sitting cross-legged on one of the victims, with a pious and solemn face, and patiently explained the doctrines of the victims all over the ground. As for the special way of explanation, it would be better to pretend that they didn't see it. Not far from the female warrior, the tiger man who had met in the Capital of Knowledge was standing aside awkwardly, helpless and unaware of how to deal with such a situation.

"Now, the peace-loving believer of the God of War." Panis said to the female warrior Nunu: "Isn't there one?"

"Miss Marcia, did you meet again so soon?" Seeing the female warrior, Catherine was also stunned. She seemed to have no thoughts along the way. She was very impressed and very good at acting on Panis's order. She was also a little happy to see her appear here: "You... no, it turns out that the passing golden-level profession mentioned by the client is you."

"Yo, girl, we're meeting again." Panis also waved his hand and said, "I didn't expect that if you haven't seen each other for two months, you're sweating and doing some strenuous exercise with others here again."

"Hey, Mr. Pannis, I finally saw you and miss me to death." Marcia of the Church of God of War rushed towards Pannis in surprise, held Pannis' arm with both hands, and said with anticipation: "I'm hungry, I want to eat the stewed pork and potato cakes you made."
Chapter completed!