The next morning, Garcelzog, the governor, was training orc crossbowmen on the playground in front of the main block of the stone fort. This fresh human weapon is very suitable for warriors who have not been trained in bows and arrows. As long as they can aim and fingers, the arrows fly straight towards the enemy like a professional archer shot.

Crossbows are not without shortcomings, such as the loading speed is too slow and prone to failure, etc., but in the previous battle with the army of Lakeside Town, several archers under Gaselzog were killed. It was impossible for him to temporarily train a group of them. The crossbows left by the retreating human army became his best choice.

As for the use method... For smart orcs, after seeing how humans use this weapon, they can guess it with real objects.

Dahl stood on the wall, looking down at the orc soldiers who were practicing loading and shooting under the tower. At this time, a soldier accidentally shot an arrow, and the crossbow arrow hit the wall and broke it directly. Gasselzog was so angry that he cursed and slapped the orc hard.

"Gaselzog," Dahl called.

"What's wrong, young dragon?" The governor raised his head and pushed the orc recruit crossbowman aside and walked under the tower.

"Come on, I have something to say."

Gaselzog broke open the wooden door of the tower and walked to the top. Dahl climbed down from the outer wall of the tower, grabbed the cracks of the stone bricks and drilled into the window on the lower floor of the tower. After all, the skylight directly to the roof could not allow creatures of his size to pass through.

After Dahl entered this small room, Gaselzog, who had just walked up to climb the skylight, was squeezed to the side against the wall. At this time, the scales on the tip of Dahl's nose were almost pressed against the orc's breastplate. With just one mouth, his stomach might be bitten through and flow out of his intestines.

Garcelzog had a cold sweat on his head. Although he didn't like to wear heavy armor, he didn't like a beast with a fanged mouth next to his soft belly.

The governor regretted that he came up without hesitation. The previous record of the purple young dragon made him relax a lot of vigilance and eliminated suspicion, but he forgot to remind himself that the other party was always a dragon, not an orc.

"What are you going to do?" he asked in a panic.

"Can your orcs deal with the werewolves in Red Ridge Mountain? Governor?"

Dahl asked, the smell of fishyness in his mouth filled the room, making the atmosphere even more terrifying, and the pressure the orcs felt was getting bigger and bigger.

"No." He said the truth: "But Lakeside Town cannot, either. As long as there are zombies to help, those humans are destined..."

"If Lakeside Town cannot resist the attack of the werewolves, why didn't the werewolves take Lakeside Town early and snatch all the human food and supplies to enhance their strength?"

The young dragon stopped Gaselzog, who had never thought about this issue carefully.

He thought for a while and said, "The gnoll can't deal with the mage?"

"No..." The orcs themselves denied themselves: "When the werewolf fought against Stormwind City, they were not afraid of their mages... but they were defeated and dispersed, and no leader like a black-handed chief gathered them together."

"Yes." said Dahl: "Now with it, Governor, soon, Morgans can unite the zombie dark shamans of the entire Red Ridge Mountain with his shadow spell, and use these brainless monsters in one rope with hatred for humanity and greed for shadow magic."

"How long do you think the stone castle can be under your hands?"

Gaselzog was stunned. His mind had turned into a mush in fear and suspicion. He calmed down for a while before he could figure out what the young dragon wanted to say.

"But... but I have no choice. The young dragon, the stone castle cannot be occupied by humans."

"You're right." Dalton said for a while, "I must tell you that Commander Vim Salak sent me to the Stone Fort. One of the biggest reasons is that he suspected that you colluded with forces outside the Black Stone Tower and wanted to escape from the control of the Black Dragon."

"It's absolutely nothing!" Gasselzog hit his chest hard. The punch was extremely powerful, making him cough even more.

Dahl nodded: "But, Morgans is a human."

"He wants to join the Black Stone Tower." Garcelzog was already panicked: "He wants to serve the King of Black Stone. He is a very powerful warlock, not our enemy!"

"It's also a traitor, and the King of Black Stone does not need a traitor."

"You are such an incurable idiot. Morgans looks down on the group of soldiers you lead in Stone Fort. He just treats you as a tool to establish connections with the Black Dragon and can be abandoned at any time, but you are thinking about how to protect him?"

"Impossible! I am Black Stone..."

Dahl raised his chest and swung his front paws to the neck and face of the orc in front of him. Gaselzog roared and knelt on the ground. Three white marks on his face oozed bleeding. In a few seconds, the blood was covered with his chin and poured into his chest, drop by drop and fell to the ground along the slit of the leather armor.

"If the King of Black Stone had not sent me here to help you, think about your situation, idiot, Morgans would definitely abandon you at that time...just like he abandoned Stormwind."

Listening to Dahl's words, the orc's anger gradually surged up, but the current situation of the stone castle made him lack confidence. He knew that Morgans would do this, and the young dragon said it well.

"Then...what do I want to do now?" Garcelzog tentatively said: "Kill him?"

"No." Dahl asked: "Do you have a dark skin pendant? It's the ghouls that Morgans asked his gnolls to distribute to all the dark skin gnoll tribes in Red Ridge Mountain."

"I know that thing." The orc nodded and said, "That is the magic weapon for communication between them. Of course I don't have it. Morgans doesn't trust me completely..."

"But I know where there is, there is a cave in the valley in the north, and there is a tribe of gnolls. Morgans gave them a batch of pendants, but those gnolls did not obey honestly, because there was also a warlock in that tribe. He might have seen through Morgans' plan...and he was unwilling to let his tribe obey him."

Dahl thought for a while and said, "It's very critical news, the Governor."

He watched Gaselzog wipe the blood from his neck and closed his eyes tightly, as if he realized the pain at this time.

"What are you going to do?" asked the orc.

"I'm going to get a pendant back to the Black Stone Tower." Dahl replied: "I will report your loyalty to Commander Wim Salak, and then hand the pendant to him and explain to him what's going on here."

He pretended to add: "After all, I will follow the orders of Black Stone Tower, and not be smart like you."

"Yes." The orc raised his fist on his chest, and bowed like he was facing his boss.
Chapter completed!