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64. Chapter 64 Sarota

As the temperature gets warmer, the time enters August.

The northern part of the Karen Kingdom has always had a grassland climate. At this time, the temperature rises and thunderstorms begin to gradually become more frequent. In the broad vision, you can always see dark clouds floating by with water vapor, raging with thunder. The green grassland is soaked in rain, making the color look even greener.

After extending northwest across three hundred kilometers, sparse villages appeared on the surface of the Naiheimian prairie - this is the territory of the Orc Kingdom.

Houses made of soil and stone as humans, and tents covered with animal skins are formed far away, and they look like mushrooms that emerge from the lawn after rain.

As the orc tribe closest to the border of Karen Kingdom, the "Rohar Hammer" has a medium-level and upper-level strength among dozens of tribes of the Orc Kingdom. They have a large area of ​​plump grasslands as a grazing territory, and there are also a number of brave wolf cavalry that most tribes are afraid of. Since Chief Rohar ruled this tribe for seven years, the entire tribe can be said to have been developing rapidly, and it is enough to be proud.

However, in the past few months, the sudden incidents have made Chief Rohal depressed. After listening to the advice of the witch doctor of the Sarota and sending people to establish an outpost station stationed on the human border, he originally thought that these subordinates could bring back the resources robbed from the human village, but he could not have imagined... what he was waiting for was the bad news that the outpost was completely destroyed!

The orc Xhosa, who came back alive, told him the terror and deceit of human beings. Such words naturally made Chief Rohal very angry. After discussing with the witch doctor Sarota, the chief finally decided to directly allocate a whole wolf cavalry team and let Khosa lead him to take action directly.

The main reason why we can make this decision is that the team that robbed Fenx Village before did bring back a lot of good things - things like iron pots, ale, and silk are completely luxury goods for orcs, and those swords that seem ordinary are powerful weapons that orcs cannot imagine.

The different manufacturing process and the lack of iron ore are defects, which make the weapons used by orcs simply unable to match those of humans. This cruel fact is an irreparable flaw.

However, as the leader, Chief Rohal obviously had some flaws: he tasted the sweetness of robbing Fenx Village, but the losses of the Wolf Cavalry also made him suffer, and he retreated a little. Even though he agreed to Sarota's request for another attack, he only approved the team of thirty-three people - at least from this point, he could see that his courage was not great.

"Why haven't Zarota been here yet?"

In the wide tent, Chief Rohal asked the servant at the door with an unhappy expression. The latter explained a few words, saying that he had sent someone to the witch doctor's tent to pass messages, which made his expression slightly ease. A few days ago, the "Blood Spear" tribe had another conflict with the warriors under his command. Although there was no casualties, the other party's provocative attitude really made him feel very depressed. At this time, he called Sarota, mainly because he wanted to ask the other party's opinions.

Obviously, the witch doctor Sarota is very high in the tribe because of its many tricks. Chief Rohal has obviously regarded the other party as his "military advisor" in recent years. The development of the tribe is also closely related to the suggestions of the witch doctor, so Rohal usually attaches great importance to the views of Sarota.

At this time, he was waiting for the other party to come in his tent. Speaking of which, even the chief's tent was very crude, and the bone products were all gone, and the original style was rich.

The huge warhammer used by Rohal is one of the few pure metal products, but it is rusty on it, so it is obviously not well maintained. The wide chieftain's seat is covered with wolf skin, but these animal skins tanned with manure always have a pungent smell. However, Rohal is not concerned about this, but is full of pride - because the huge wolf skin on the wide seat under him was peeled off by him personally, and belongs to a powerful wolf king who can condense magic. Having its skin is a symbol of strength and courage, and it is the guarantee for him to sit firmly at the chief's throne.

In the orc ruling class, strong strength is the guarantee of power, and wisdom is second.

The witch doctor of Sarota soon rushed over from his village. When the servant outside the tent announced, Chief Rohal held his hands behind his back and said in a deep voice: "Come in."

The curtain of the tent was gently lifted up, and the slightly thin figure walked into the tent almost silently. The witch doctor Sarota walked in with a dry wooden stick in his hand - a string of skeletons hanging on the tip of the stick made some noises during the collision, which was the unique movement of the witch doctor when he walked.

"Chief, your loyal Sarota is here."

"Sarota, it's been a long time since time passed. Why haven't the Xhosa team replied? Do they want to wait until winter to come back?"

This was the first time he had personally asked Sarota about this in many days. Obviously, the previous losses had always made him unable to let go. If Xhosa could not send good news, such a sense of depression would always be depressed in his heart. Orcs were not as happy and angry as human nobles. If they had unhappiness in their hearts, they would just say it directly, and they would not even disguise their expressions, so the displeasure in the chief's words at this time was completely unconcealed.

"Chief, the battle plan I have formulated for Xhosa should be foolproof. The combat power of those humans is not strong. With the warriors led by Xhosa to attack, unless the enemy has a lord leading troops to surround them, there is no matchable army that can block them. And according to the plan, they will have a reply in the next few days."

Sarota had a thin face and was not as strong as other orcs. He also wore a dirty cloth robe in the wet weather, and his body exuded a strange herbal smell. His voice was intimidating and terrified when he spoke. Rohal was very satisfied with his obedience.

"It's better, if their actions don't get the same benefits as last time, I might start to deal with the guys with Blood Spear first."

Rohal nodded in agreement, but he still felt a little "harsh". Speaking of which, his "small peasant" was too strong, and the damage to the outpost caused him to suffer heavy losses. Including the finances he got from Fenx Village, he was still in a loss - it would be fine if such an investment succeeded, but failed. He was like a bankrupt stockholder, and he was far from courage to continue doing it.

Seeing that the chief expressed his affirmation of his plan, Sarota seemed to be willing to speak but stopped. Rohal waved his hand and knew that he had new ideas. He grinned: "Say it just by saying something, Sarota, every time he heard your tone, he would come up with some good ideas, let's talk!"

"Chief, then I'll say something about my opinion..."

It was still in that low tone. Sarota once again instilled in Rojar with ideas about "human beings are extremely fragile", "no resistance", "large-scale plundering at the right time will definitely bring great rewards". After being fooled by Sarota for more than half an hour, he was obviously slightly moved, but he seemed a little hesitant about Sarota's request to send another wolf cavalry again - "There is no definite news in Xhosa, and it is not clear whether those humans are really so fragile. They began to assemble wolf cavalry so recklessly..."

Sarota was obviously prepared and whispered a few words. Rojar's eyes lit up immediately when he heard this, and he showed an expression of excitement that could not be concealed.

"What? Really? Take it and let me see!"

The subordinates who had been waiting outside the tent immediately walked in, and were holding long swords and armor with scabbards.

If Sally was here, she would have recognized these things as the equipment of her former most loyal subordinate, Lao Gesson and those subordinates.

"Chief, during the last operation on Finks Village, these weapons were damaged. I went to ask the tribal blacksmiths to work overtime to repair them in the way of humans, just to let you see...what those humans have!"

When three long swords and two sets of light armor were placed in front of Rohal, the chief who ruled thousands of orcs was so excited that he stretched out his hand and carefully fiddled with it. The orc kingdom's iron ore resources were poor, and equipment such as scimitars could only be equipped with elite wolf cavalry, not to mention more technical forging techniques. Therefore, the "standard equipment" of the human army is equivalent to a "treasure" in the eyes of the orcs.

Sarota narrowed his eyes slightly, bent his waist and looked aside. He naturally had planned everything in front of him, and said nothing about asking the blacksmith to repair it. At this time, he took out these things that had been hidden before, just to make a decision, Rohal, a guy with insufficient courage.

In terms of scheming, this great chief is really not as good as a witch doctor. Even though Sarota used a clumsy trick, among the orcs, there are really few guys who can have the heart to think about what's behind it.

So…Sarotta’s plan worked very easily.
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