Although the half-orcs claim to have been glorious for thousands of years, the beloved children of the ancestor god, and once dominated the earth and were invincible, these are all just bragging.
No matter how much they boast, they can increase the national pride of those simple-minded half-orcs and improve their happiness index. But it cannot change the fact that they are still in an extremely primitive and backward tribal era.
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Moreover, the vested interests of the tribal chiefs and shamans who hold power will never allow anyone to challenge this system.
Once someone dares to do this, these ruffians will use the banner of protecting the "ancestral method" to rush past with wooden sticks, boards and bricks, knock the opponent to the ground, and then step on ten thousand feet to make them
He will never be able to stand up again
In the tribal period, one of the biggest characteristics was low productivity and lack of supplies. Everyone would kill and set fire just to have a full meal, a carrot, or a straw sandal. The end result could only be constant internal fighting.
Unite with your compatriots to deal with outsiders. Then unite with your cousins to deal with your own compatriots. Then join forces with your own sons to deal with your brothers.
For thousands of years, the great half-orcs, who have been brave and skillful in fighting, and who have regarded death as their own, have come here step by step, step by step, with their own long glorious tradition.
This time is no exception.
The Dulci suddenly besieged the Chimedian tribe in the middle of the night.
When the leaders of other tribes heard the news of the fire, they were afraid that they would lose their share of the soup, so they hurriedly crawled out of bed.
But when everyone gathered soldiers to surround the camp, they were disappointed to find that the Chimedian tribe camp was already full of zombie warriors, and the Scorpion King's soldiers were blocking people from other tribes outside.
Judging from the fierce fighting in the camp and the loud killings, these people have no idea of standing up for others.
Seeing that the Chimedian warriors were being slaughtered, the first thing these overly shrewd clan leaders did was to send people back and call the tribesmen who were left behind to go and rob the Chimedian tribe.
I advise you to grab more for yourself.
Then these clan leaders gathered together and leisurely watched the Scorpion King's subordinates perform, taking this opportunity to see what their black shaman was doing.
Waiting until daybreak, when they had finished killing them, the clan leaders threw away their wine glasses and surrounded them aggressively, wanting to ask for some benefits from the Scorpion King... Well, to give an explanation to the Chimedian tribe, who were as close as brothers to them~!
After Vechin and Torek finished talking about their dreams, they scanned the faces of the clan leaders opposite them one by one, and as expected, they saw the ugly greed on the faces of the people opposite them.
He couldn't help but sneer in his heart, and said to himself: I know you are a group of people who have failed to achieve anything but are prone to failure. I only kept you because you are valuable, otherwise I will let you be like this Chimedian tribe. We will see.
, the day when you lie down at my feet... is not far away.
Vechin and Torek paused for a moment, and then said loudly: "Dear great warriors, we have wasted too much time in formulating the covenant. Humanity must have known that we are coming. Now, organize your team,
Let’s go~!”
The other clan leaders also sneered in their hearts, wasting too much time? Aren’t you a dead scorpion trying to seize our leadership?
To facilitate the command, do you think we are fools? Let our people be cannon fodder and you can follow behind to take advantage. We are still waiting for you to come.
You Dulci son of a bitch. If you win this time, we will divide the human things. If you lose, we will divide you first~!
These clan leaders looked at each other in tacit understanding, raised their weapons, and shouted with all their strength.
"Soldiers, set out. Set out, for wealth, for women."
"Grab food~!"
"Grab the wine~!"
"Grab cattle~!"
"Grab women~!"
"..."
(If Lord Lorraine were here, he would definitely despise these bastards for ten thousand years. When shouting slogans, he actually ranked 'animals' before 'women'. This is too rude.)
The shouting sounded like a roaring mountain and a tsunami, reaching straight into the sky.
The orcs were shouting loudly and waving their weapons, their eyes becoming more and more fanatical.
They have been waiting here for too long.
In order to seize the leadership, to formulate the march route, for their respective goals, and even to return the illusory loot, these half-orcs had a fierce quarrel. Everyone wanted to take advantage of it, but although these patriarchs were full of fat, they
But no one is smart, and no one can convince others.
But in general, because Vachin and Torek are the most powerful, they brought out the most followers this time, and there are high-tech technical units such as Black Shaman.
Although he has not seen "Spider-Man", he also knows the famous saying "With great power comes great responsibility."
Therefore, he also has the biggest appetite. He wants others to respect him as the leader of the alliance, and he even carelessly asks for the command of the coalition forces.
Although the conditions are very good and the promises are lavish, none of the clan leaders are fuel-efficient.
Everyone was killed in the battle for the throne of the tribe, from the mountains of corpses, seas of blood and conspiracies. How could they be the losers?
The Scorpion King Vachin and Tolek became the targets of the unanimous opposition of the Orc chiefs. After a series of alliances and divisions to win them over, the entire Orc army of nearly 100,000 people spent a full month on the shore of Xingxing Lake for these political activities.
time.
Now, the soldiers who had been waiting anxiously for a long time finally received the order to move forward. Their wives and children were eagerly waiting for them to bring back food, medicine, and precious salt in this dry winter.
The orc warriors cheered and quickly rushed back to their camps, packed their packages, moved out their mounts, dismantled their tents, organized their fleet, polished their weapons, filled their water bags, and held up the flags of their respective tribes.
Gather together and wait for departure.
All the orc warriors surrounding the camp dispersed, and the warriors of the Dulci tribe hurried back to the camp, with greedy expressions on their faces, excitedly discussing the prosperity of human time.
With their usual arrogant expressions, Vechin and Torek walked among the soldiers under their command. Wherever they passed, Dulci's soldiers all saluted respectfully.
The Dulci people had extraordinary respect for their clan leader who had only been in office for a few years. Through plunder and annexation, within a few years, Vechin and Torek had brought the Dulci people to have enough to eat.
Not only do they rule a vast area that was previously unimaginable, but now they are leading them towards human land.
The city there is prosperous...
The land there is rich and the cattle and sheep are fat...
The girls there are so pretty...
The river there is full of sweet milk...
The Dulci soldiers discussed privately that if we win this battle, we will no longer have to go out and fight for the things we have stolen...
With his head slightly raised and his chin tense, Vechin and Tolek walked into an exquisite tent with his pride and aura that seemed like he would never fail.
Different from the rough animal skin tents of the orcs, this tent is completely made of thick cloth, clean and tidy.
The ground was not only covered with wooden carpets, but also the tent was lit with spices, and a fresh and elegant smell flowed inside the tent.
Vachin and Tolek stared directly at the people in the tent. Deipole, who was as beautiful as a monster, was lying lazily on the bed.
The thin black gauze is like cicada wings. Under the translucent gauze is the crystal skin, and there are narrow underwear inside. The swaying of the sleeping body is looming. This seductive temptation is enough to attract men to go crazy.
Her long black hair hangs down like a waterfall, and her delicate white hands are playing with a harp in a boring way, making a series of beautiful and melodious 'ding-ding-dong-dong' sounds.
Vechin and Tolek tensed their faces and looked at the stunningly beautiful woman on the bed with gloomy expressions. They clenched their fists hard, and finally let go of their hands, wrapping their arms around them and holding them in front of their chests.
Vechin and Torek said softly: "Those ignorant Chimedians dare to attack you, I have already killed them all."
Deipole closed his eyes and hummed indifferently, and then the tent became silent, except for the tinkling sound of Deipole playing the strings.
Vechin and Torek hesitated for a moment, then opened their mouths and said, "We will set off today."
Deipole opened his eyes, stood up suddenly, and sat up. A pair of beautiful eyes stared at Deipole angrily, and said angrily: "Leave today? Did those tribes listen to you? I asked you to kill Qimi.
The purpose of Diya is to establish prestige. How can you fight against humans when you are so scattered now?"
Vechin and Torek grimaced, and said in a low voice unhappily: "I will decide on the war."
Deipole slapped the bed and said angrily: "You decide? We have put everything on the line just for this war. If we are not completely prepared, we will die if we fight against humans!"
How did we plan before? If we haven't conquered these orcs, don't act rashly. If they don't obey, just kill them like the Chimedians today."
Vechin and Torek shook their heads and said: "They are uniting against me. If I hadn't killed the Chimedians today, those swaying tribes would soon give up the alliance and go home. To control them,
It’s not that simple.”
Deipole looked at Vechin and Torek, his expression changed, and he begged with sad eyes: "Then wait a little longer, half a month, just half a month, my people can use magic to control those clan leaders, as long as
With a few of the most powerful tribes, our plan will be successful."
Vechin and Torek said dissatisfied: "You still use magic? Have you ever thought about it, they have great shamans around them. If people find out, we Dulqi people will become public enemies of the entire grassland, and they will not hesitate to do so."
Hesitantly joined forces to tear us apart. Even now, there are already people who are suspicious and rumors are spreading below."
Vechin and Tolek looked at the angry woman across from them, wary in their hearts, and said to themselves: If you can control those clan leaders, how can you guarantee that you won't control me?
"Moreover," Vachin and Tolek sighed and said in a gentle tone: "We are running out of food. If we don't take action, we will starve before we reach the human border.
At that time, these tribes would probably fight among themselves just to have a good meal, and then we would really be screwed.
Besides, according to the plan we made, we have our human friends, and we can achieve our goals without relying on those people, so why should we share the benefits with them."
"You are short-sighted," Deipole screamed. "You are gambling with the strength we have accumulated so hard. You will lead us to death."
Vachin and Torek sneered secretly and remained silent.
Deipole lamented feebly, raised his head and stared at Vechin and Torek, and said softly: "Vic, if it doesn't work, forget it. We will go back and prepare for another year, whether it is to bribe or recover, to control them.
No matter the soul, we need those tribes, we can't afford to lose, Vic, if not, let's go back."
Vachin and Torek were furious at that moment.
He gritted his teeth and roared: "No, I will no longer have prestige on the grassland when I go back. After all, I am still the leader of the alliance. Even if they don't listen to me, they don't dare to fight with us."
Seeing that Deipole still wanted to speak, Vechin and Tolek waved their hands and said: "I said, I will decide the war. You just need to make those black shamans obedient."
As Vechin and Torek spoke, they looked at Deipole with deep affection and said calmly: "I will win, my goddess. You have to believe me. Over the years, how many tribes have I conquered? Deipole
, we will win, I guarantee it with my life and soul. The day will come soon, don’t forget your promise, I will capture the big city of mankind, and you will give yourself to me as a reward. Not only that...
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Vechin and Tolek's eyes glowed with fanaticism, they raised their arms and said firmly: "I will use that place as the starting point to conquer the entire human world. In my hands, the continent will regain the glory of the Orc Empire.
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"But this..." Deipole said anxiously.
Vechin and Torek waved their hands, turned around and walked out of the tent, then stared blankly at the northern horizon, longing in their hearts for the day when they would become powerful in the mainland.
Deipole grabbed the harp in his hand, smashed it on the ground, panted, his face flushed with excitement, his chest heaved violently, and he muttered to himself: "You are crazy, you are crazy."
Suddenly Deipole laughed wildly on his back, leaned back, and fell heavily on the bed. He gripped the sheets with both hands, and the veins in his hands jumped. Deipole smiled bitterly and said: "Why did I raise such a white-eyed wolf?"
"Crack" the sound of biting an apple sounded loud and clear. Deipole suddenly stood up, pulled out a short sword from the side of the bed, and said sternly: "Come out."
A pretty figure walked out of thin air. She had neat short purple hair, thick eyebrows and beautiful eyes. She was holding a big apple in her hand. This girl had a good figure, a well-proportioned figure, and a cute baby face. At first glance, she looked...
Like a high school student, if you look closely, you will see that unlike Vera, who is also a girl, Vera is innocent and naive, but she has a unique kind of beauty that is unique to a sensible female student.
At this moment, she was chewing an apple leisurely, hooking up a chair with her feet and sitting on it comfortably.
Deipole put down the weapon in his hand and said with a cold face: "What are you doing here? Our most beautiful woman, Adeling."
"Oh, I heard that someone's situation is not going well here. The great elder asked me to come and take a look."
Deipole said nervously: "When did you arrive?"
Adeling shrugged and said, "Just when this lustful guy came in."
"Then you know everything."
Adelin nodded, flicked her short hair, and said: "The Great Elder asked me to remind you that we are risking an all-out war with the Human Vatican and the Dragon Clan to help you complete your plan. Don't screw it up.
Oh."
As she spoke, Adeling playfully raised her index finger, as delicate as a spring onion, and shook it in front of her face.
Deipole gave a wry smile and said: "Things went beyond my plan. It seems now..."
Adeling shrugged and said nonchalantly: "Then I have nothing to do with it. I'm just here to convey a message."
Deipole straightened up, stared into Adeline's eyes, and said nervously: "Aren't you here to monitor me?"
"Are you kidding? I'm so busy." Adeline rolled her eyes at Deipole and said, "Whether what you do is good or bad is your own business, why should I care?
Well, that's it, the words are here and I'm leaving."
Adeling threw away the apple core, stood up, stretched, and said: "I am exhausted after running so far. Alas, my life is really miserable."
Deipole smiled brightly and said: "That's good, I will solve the problem here. Thank you."
Adelin stepped into the void with one foot, waved her hands without moving her head, and complained: "You people who think you are smart, if you stop coming up with messy ideas, plans, etc., then you will really thank us."
.Who do you think is the person running outside every day? Really. I still have to collect a bill. I was eaten by someone last time without even knowing it. It was my first kiss~!"
Deipole was stunned for a moment, as if he had heard something incredible, and said with a strange expression: "What did you say? You were...kissed?"
When she looked again, she was the only one left in the tent.
"Which guy is so unlucky?" Deipole said to himself.
Also on the shore of Xingxing Lake, not far from here, an orc leader walked back to his tent with a straight face, lifted the curtain, turned around and yelled at the people around him: "Get out of here."
The people following him dispersed immediately.
The clan leader walked into the tent, sat cross-legged in front of the stove, grabbed the wine bottle and drank a few big gulps, then wiped his mouth and said with a big smile: "It's so good, so good."
"Of course." A sharp voice said. Opposite him, a short figure was wrapped in a wide cloak, even his face was covered tightly, and he was holding a wine glass in his hand.
The patriarch slapped his thigh and laughed and said: "Thank you my friend, Chimedea will never know why the Scorpion King killed them until his death."
The clan leader looked up to the sky and laughed for a while, and said to himself: "The Scorpion King, the First Tribe, are not being manipulated by me, but are being used as spearmen by me."
"It's me, not you." The person opposite snorted and raised his head, revealing the goblin's unique big nose, his small eyes shining with light, and said dissatisfiedly: "I made the plan, you just execute it.