Chapter 290: The best time for a counterattack (2)

After garthor's death, the guards wrapped his body in white cloth. At this time, mendus threw away the axe in his hand and started wailing.

Wales sighed, and his eyes were wet. He felt very sad that the Hercules bull tribe had been destroyed by Gasol's hands. Even if they could take back their old camp, their status among the orcs would fall. This was the worst news for them.

Seeing that those people had cleaned up Gasol's body, Wales sighed and waved his hand. &Quot; "Let's find a place to be buried." The guard took the corpse and left.

Weyers felt as if he had lost all his strength. He staggered into his tent and took a big gulp from the silver wine pot.

Although he had gotten his revenge, he was not happy at all. On the contrary, he felt very sad. The sadness in his heart was driving him crazy.