Chapter 773 - 772, Kill _1
Chief Meng Zhuo waved his hand: "You all can go back. We’ve already made our decision. We don’t want anything else, except to execute them."
The surrounding Orcs got up and shouted, "Execute! Execute! Execute!"
Seeing the Monte Tribe so resolute, Nakula, who had some confidence when he came that he could negotiate for the return of Namila and his tribesmen, was finally somewhat agitated.
Meng Zhuo stood up from his beast skin mat: "And, since you guys are here, you might as well just stay put. Namila has been missing you and shouting for you all day. Let’s send you to join them."
Just as his voice fell, the Orcs in the tent and the guards outside rushed in simultaneously, besieging the group of Orcs led by Nakula.
"Meng Zhuo, are you really going to kill me here? I am the Clan Leader of the Nacha Tribe!" Nakula’s eyes widened in horror, he cried out desperately.
Meng Zhuo snorted coldly, "So what? You wanted to annihilate our Nacha Tribe, and now you’ve personally delivered yourself to our doorstep. Of course, I’m going to kill you all to save the trouble of you coming to harass the Monte Tribe later."
"Capture him!" Meng Zhuo gave a big wave of his hand, and the surrounding Orcs crowded in. Nakula and the Orcs of the Nacha Tribe nearby all tightened their grips on their stone tools, the atmosphere instantly becoming extremely tense.
"Wait!" A young female voice rang out in the tent, instantly diffusing some of the tense atmosphere: "Why are you always talking about death? Can’t we sit down and talk about it properly, right Chief Meng Zhuo, Shaman Meng Luo?"
Shaman Ji Nuan smiled at the two Orc leaders of the Monte Tribe.
"Shaman Ji Nuan, Meng Tai sought your help, and you saw the state of our Monte Tribe when you arrived. We’ve been harmed to this extent by this guy. Several Orcs lost their lives to Stinger Bug bites. Tell me! How can I let them go just like that?"
As Meng Zhuo spoke, his eyes reddened. He gritted his teeth in anger, wishing he could personally devour Nakula.
Nakula, standing below, looked at the calm Shaman with complex feelings. He didn’t expect that the Shaman would rescue them at this moment.
Ji Nuan calmly sat on the beast skin mat: "Doesn’t Chief Meng Zhuo think that killing them is letting them off easily?"
Meng Zhuo furrowed his brow as he turned towards Ji Nuan: "What does Shaman Ji Nuan mean?"
Ji Nuan just smiled: "How about capturing them first, Chief Meng Zhuo? After all, you haven’t come up with a good way to deal with them yet, have you?"
"We’ve thought of it, which is to kill..." Before Meng Zhuo could finish his sentence, he was slapped on the head by Meng Luo.
"Shut up! What have you thought of? You didn’t even discuss it with me."
Having said that, he waved his hand, "Capture them first and lock them up. We’ll make our decision after we’ve discussed it."
"Shaman Meng Luo, I, Nakula, am not someone you can just captivate on a whim." A cold snort came from Nakula down below, and the second-level Orcic pressure around him was instantly released, pushing the surrounding Orcs of the Monte Tribe back several steps.
Meng Zhuo saw Nakula, that son of a bitch, dared to resist and instantly jumped up: "You dare to cause trouble on my turf, kill you!"
Nakula retaliated, scoffing coldly, "Well, come give it a try and see how many of your tribesmen I can kill before you kill me."