His master had told him to act like it, so the ogre chief left his clan and left the Emerald Palace with only fifty warriors. Like the patrolling bats, he began to walk out.
He had a name, Duoga, given by the Green Dragon.
Although they had three heads, the ogres were still low-level creatures. They weren't like the nine-headed lizards, which had independent thoughts in each head. Their heads were only there to ensure that they could continue fighting after one of their heads was chopped off.
Therefore, ogres only had one thought, and their intelligence was not high.
It was the same for Duoga.
The long night made the rainforest dark and damp. This made Duoga very uncomfortable. To be honest, the ogre chief was quite happy when the enemies attacked. At least they brought fire. Fires were not allowed in the Green Capital, so Duoga had to listen to his master.
The ogre chief had only taken a few steps when he felt a slight chill. This made him realize that he was being watched. He was not far from the Emerald Palace. Who knew how the enemies had discovered him so quickly?
However, the ogre chief continued to walk forward. He did not care. Instead, he was filled with excitement and eagerness.
"Come, come, let's give Duoga another dinner."
However, the expected attack did not appear. Duoga realized that the feeling of being watched, which gave him goosebumps, quickly disappeared after a while.
The enemy had retreated.
"Damn it, cowards."
Duoga's three heads opened their mouths at the same time and cursed. He was afraid that the enemy would be scared away and would not attack again. If that happened, tonight's mission would be ruined and his dinner would be gone.
"Chief, it looks like the enemy is too weak. Once we fight, we can quickly crush their camp."
The ogre next to Duoga said. He was a weak little fellow with only one head. His face was ashen, and his hands were wet and limp. His attitude was extremely flattering. He even added, "Just like how you crushed the human camp."
"We all know."
"We all know."
The other ogres agreed.
"I don't know. I only care about my dinner."
Duoga turned his head and said in a low, muffled voice, "Also, don't talk like those annoying Thorn Beasts …"
Before he could finish, he suddenly felt that the air around him was not right. He raised the mace in his hand and swung it in the direction of his intuition.
"Pu, pu."
The sound of two weapons piercing into flesh rang out almost at the same time.
Duoga's mace smashed into the chest of a Battle Lizardman who had hidden himself. That area was now completely caved in, and the ambusher was instantly killed.
At the same time, the flattering ogre from before had its head cut off by the ghostly short blade. It only had one head, so it died instantly.
The chieftain didn't care about his dead comrade. Instead, he took two steps forward and grabbed the corpse of the sneak attacker with one hand. The size of a Battle Lizardman was no different from a small pony to an Ogre.
Duo Ga tore the lizardman in half with both hands, then bit off all three heads at the same time. Only then did he call out in a muffled voice, "Food!"
Their food had arrived.
After the first person died, the Ogres quickly reacted. Most of the followers Duoga had brought with him this time were two-headed Ogres, all of them elites of the tribe. They immediately began their counterattack.
If Caesar was here, he would be able to determine the combat ability of these Ogres, but now that the Black Dragon was not here, the tribe could only use other methods to deduce.
After being discovered, the five Battle Lizardmen were no match for a Two-headed Ogre in a head-on battle, let alone a three-headed Ogre.
This kind of loss was not worth it, so the Battle Lizardmen quickly retreated, emitting an unpleasant stench as they ran away.
"Chase … Ugh!"
Duoga roared, but he immediately swallowed the words back into his stomach. He could only endure the dizziness caused by the stench and chased with large strides. When he left the area, he shouted, "Carry out the master's mission!"
Unfortunately, the Battle Lizardmen ran away very quickly, and they had the ability to hide themselves. At this time, they were already far away.
"Useless weaklings," the Ogre chieftain growled, persistently chasing after them.
At this moment, the low howls of wolves suddenly sounded in the rainforest. Accompanied by the rustling of the forest, pairs of red eyes appeared in front of Duoga.
"Green-skinned Orcs." The Ogres became alert and moved closer to each other.
There was nothing to say. The Orcs were not a race that was willing to waste time talking, and the Ogres were the same. Thus, when the two sides met, the Ogres immediately raised their maces and flail, while the Orcs urged their mounts to leap forward and attack at the same time.
When the target Orcs reached the predetermined distance, Duoga suddenly stepped forward, raised his maces with one hand, and smashed them down on the head of the mount wolf.
The enormous mount wolf from the Underdark, known to have an iron skull and bronze bones, had its head smashed open at this moment. When it died, it turned into a headless corpse, its blood splattering all over the Ogres.
In order not to follow in the footsteps of the mount wolf, the Orcs could only temporarily abandon their dead mounts and roll to the side to open up the distance, then get up and regroup.
More and more orcs rushed in.
However, even the powerful Orcs were no match for the two-headed Ogre in a one on one or even two on one. Even the leader Gall was gradually being suppressed by the Ogre chieftain.
Unfortunately, this wasn't a fair fight to begin with.
"Whoosh, whoosh."
As the air crackled, a few Ogres were pierced through by thorns. An ugly figure appeared in the distance. The Shadow Chimera Lion flapped its wings, pressuring the Ogre chieftain from a distance.
The Battle Lizardmen in charge of keeping watch had immediately notified the army after discovering this unusual Ogre.
Thus, this was a joint operation of many clans.
"Damn it."
If Duoga had not realized the problem by now, he would not be stupid, but retarded. Fortunately, the Ogre chieftain was not that stupid.
This was a trap, and he had been set up. Kicking away Gall, Duoga retreated with the Ogres and roared, "Let's go, break out of the encirclement!"
The Ogres did not have the habit of fighting to the death.
However, as if deliberately not letting him do as he wished, shadows appeared on the path that Duoga had to take to retreat.
The Jackalan and Grey Centaur blocked his path. Hogg was here too!
"Useless weaklings, Duoga will crush you all!"
The Ogre chieftain roared angrily. Anger brought impulsiveness and power. He began to lead the Ogres to break out of the encirclement.
But he could not.
Gall, Hogg, Manticore, Grey Centaur, and the other leaders were not weak. Although the Ogre chieftain was stronger than any one of them, breaking out of the encirclement was a pipe dream when they worked together.
Soon, one of Duoga's arms was torn off by the Jackalan, and one of his heads was also slashed.
But this guy was really a bit of a monster. Even under such circumstances, Duoga still managed to injure the Jackalan leader, leaving a large wound on Hogg's abdomen.
But that was the end of it, because at this time, the leader of the Demon Hounds had also arrived.
As the strongest leader of the Black Dragon Army, the Ogre chieftain's combat ability was not much stronger than Nero's even at his peak. Thus, when the Demon Hounds arrived, the encirclement ended.
Soon, the Ogre chieftain's arms were torn off, and two of his three heads were twisted off. He had completely lost the ability to fight.
Even so, this big guy was still thinking of ways to continue attacking. He endured the pain and pounced forward, opening his mouth to tear Hogg apart.
Duoga's strategy was to suppress Hogg and cripple the Jackalan while surrounded by enemies. This was a principle that Ogres had learned in group fights when they were young. However, the other side's leaders were numerous and powerful, so Duoga did not succeed.
Since he had failed to succeed, the Ogre chieftain, who had lost his fighting ability, was even less of a threat. Hogg only needed to shift to the side to avoid the bite, and then his short heavy axe slashed into the Ogre's abdomen, causing its large body to fall heavily to the ground.
The Ogre chieftain was still growling on the ground. His arms were gone, and his abdomen was heavily injured. Blood flowed freely, and only one of his heads was still alive. However, he did not beg for mercy or surrender.
"Master …"
Duoga growled. Right now, he only wanted to send a message to Silvia. The enemy's forces were not weak. In fact, they were very strong. They had been careless.
"Master?
Indeed, you will be the best spoil of war I can offer to Master. "
The Demon Hounds walked over and placed their thick front claws on the Ogre chieftain's last head, then crushed it.