The old priest emerged from the carrying basket, transforming into his orc form: "Now is not the time to talk about this, Zhuangzhuang, quickly lead the orcs to assist our fellow tribesmen ahead. I will stay here with them and won't add to the chaos."
With his own aging arms and legs, he would be a burden rather than help in battle and would have to be protected by his tribesmen. It was better not to add to the chaos.
Zhuangzhuang nodded, hugged Hai Cao and two small cubs, and led Ya Li and Xiu Yan towards Tortoise Island up ahead.
At this moment, on the beach of Tortoise Island, the Sea Orcs had already started to retreat while fighting.
The number of orcs from the opposing side was too many; they were far from being a match.
Chief Nakula watched the retreating Tortoise Orcs with a look of smug satisfaction in his eyes.
These Aquatic Tribe orcs, each one looking down on the Land Beastmen, and what was the result?
Weak as can be.
