Chapter four hundred and ninety-eight the person who recognizes the godfather is dead
Chapter 498: Anyone who recognizes his godfather will die
A group of orc envoys saw Lorraine mercilessly closing the door to the peace talks, and then chased everyone out like field mice in a crop field. Finally, they knew that this lord was determined.
I'm going to act like a hooligan through and through.
This situation makes these senior elites who are in the dominant position of the orcs very uncomfortable.
All this time, everyone has been going to humans to grab things, money, and women. But suddenly it’s reversed. Humans are coming here to grab their own things. This is really... It’s really against the rules.
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But facing the densely packed human army, which was armed to the teeth, they didn't even dare to let go, and immediately fled back in despair.
But at the same time, they also understood that if they did not stand up to resist, they would be destroyed when Lorraine's army attacked.
Therefore, these half-orc elites fled back quickly and reported the news to their masters.
At this time, on the shore of the Star Lake, where the orcs live, except for a few leaders who are somewhat sensible and have some political vision, the rest of the orc chiefs, priests, shamans, etc.
The upper echelons of society are enjoying the carnival.
They are taking advantage of this crisis when Lorraine leads the army and successfully turn it into another opportunity.
Without even thinking about it, everyone just used the name of "resisting foreign invasion", which was an upright and just name, and defrauded a lot of money, cattle, sheep, and their beautiful daughters from their own people.
Everyone took this opportunity to have a happy bonfire party at the bank of Xingxing Lake, and by the way, they played a pear blossom crushing a begonia, which is a difficult artistic behavior of old cows eating young grass.
Precisely because this behavior is so disgusting, in order to achieve the goal.
As before, everyone spent a lot of money to hire a loud, howling beast, and vigorously advocated something like 'forty marries twenty'.
Those call beasts lived up to their expectations. Not only did they use various numbers, but they also cited a large number of theories to prove that there are only such things as "an old cow eats young grass" or "a pear blossom crushes a begonia".
This kind of elegant behavior is truly in line with the customs and habits of the orcs and follows the trend of history.
Anyone who wants to oppose is going against the trend of history, is unpopular, and will die a good death~!
Since the orc society is still in the late primitive society, it has not prevented the chiefs from vigorously promoting the policy of obscuring the people.
In this way, even if some of the orcs who have been oppressed at the lower level are not so heartless and understand what these bastards want to do, but faced with the violent dictatorship of the patriarchs, they have no tools in their hands.
He can resist. He is not as loud as those yelling beasts. He can only let those brats bark in front of him like mad dogs.
Although these clan leaders did not know it clearly, out of their instincts, they also vaguely knew in their hearts that their end was coming. Therefore, they seized the time and became even crazier, playing in the dark.
Things like 'every family has a mother-in-law, who can be a groom every night' has become a common phenomenon among the elite class of half-orcs. Just pull out a clan leader casually, if there are not thirty or fifty mistresses
, mistress, mistress, mistress, fifty-six, etc., are too embarrassed to say hello to others.
Everyone was having fun as if they were under the influence of marijuana, and when the clouds and fog filled the mountains, the envoys came back.
After receiving the news that the messenger had returned, all the chiefs and clan leaders knew that this matter was related to whether their happy lives could continue in the future. At that moment, they all insisted on persevering and resolutely walked away from the warm and soft embrace of mistresses and mistresses.
Climbed out.
In the tent of the Balta clan chief, all the big guys were silent after listening to Dua's briefing.
As the saying goes, "Killing people and setting fires with gold belts, building bridges and repairing roads leaves no corpses." This sentence is not wrong at all. It can be said to be a universal truth that applies to everyone.
The group of clan leaders gathered here now are different from those orcs who were motivated to expedition to Naian.
When those tribes thought of going to human territory to snatch things and women, they all got excited and followed the Scorpion King and rushed forward.
As a result, most of them died in other places, or were captured by Lorraine and became his free workers.
But the tribes who stayed here were different from those fools who jumped in and became cannon fodder as soon as they were provoked. They did not go out with the Scorpion King Vachin and Torek at the beginning.
These ruffians are all smart people, and compared to those guys who want to grab things from human territory, they are not things, but more hooligans.
They have the sinister idea of taking advantage of the situation and waiting for the outcome.
If those orcs who came to grab things from human territory came back, they would definitely be greatly weakened by the battle with humans. When they came back happily with the things they grabbed, everyone would ambush them on the way and kill them all.
They robbed their things and then pushed it on humans.
Even if someone is suspicious afterwards, who dares to say a word if he has a guy in his hands? Anyone who dares to ask questions will be killed. Just kill seven or eight people and make him look like a baby, and I believe everyone will shut up.
It would be even easier if those orcs who came to grab human territory were defeated by humans.
If they use all their elites, the lair will definitely be empty. When the time comes, everyone will raid the lairs of those warriors, and they will definitely make a lot of money.
First, rob all the property of those warriors who wanted to show the glory of the Orc Empire in the past, then seize their wives and daughters, then kill their old parents, and finally use their sons as piglets and sell them to humans.
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This is much safer than traveling to human territory to eat and sleep in the open and grab things with your head tied to your belt, and you can actually get a bargain.
At that time, Lord Lorraine's best brat, the black devil General Volka, led eight hundred cavalry to kill the prairie in a bloody storm, and there might not be some industrious figures of these half-orcs taking advantage of the situation.
As for Lorraine, even though he has nearly 300,000 troops, he is more cautious and cautious in dealing with these guys than he was in dealing with the orcs who aggressively ran to his territory to grab things.
Because these guys who know how to accumulate strength silently are the real dangers.
Just like the old boss Temujin who dominated the world, and his gray grandson Nurhaci who has been weighed down for many generations.
At the beginning, they didn't have the brains to get angry and be poked by others. Like idiots, they took a knife and went straight to kill the officials to rebel, and chop off the heads of the officials of Jin or Ming Dynasty to resist the oppression of the empire.
, but worship daddy first~!
Temujin and Boss Tie recognized Wang Han.
But Nurhachi was more direct and shameless. He recognized a thief as his father and worshiped an official of the Ming Dynasty. The high-ranking official of the Ming Dynasty who killed his father and grandfather - Li Chengliang, the governor of Liaodong, became his godfather.
After they hugged the big thick legs, they then took the younger brother out to fight in a group with others, practice their skills, and gain experience points.
After I reached level 80 and my feathers were full, I changed the game map and started playing the promising game "Rebellion".
In view of this, Lord Lorraine has privately given Leo an extremely important and extremely secret task.
If after the battle, any half-orc comes running up to him and asks him to be his godfather, Leo must remind himself at the first moment that he must immediately break the cup and let his men know it.
The boys swarmed up, tied up the guy, pushed him directly outside the tent, and then watched the executioner chop off his head with their own eyes.
Only in this way can we avoid any troubles in the future.
Because these clan leaders are all extremely cunning guys. If you are not careful, you will fall into their gutter.
What's more, these orcs are now quite powerful.
Not only were the strength of these guys not weakened by the defeat when the orcs invaded the human race, but they took advantage of the opportunity of the annihilation of all the tribal power elites to annex the tribe, and now their power has greatly increased.
Now they are all gathered by the Star Lake.
Lorraine judged based on the intelligence sent by the traitor that the current strength of these orcs was not weaker than that of the orc coalition when they invaded mankind, and was even three points stronger.
If they really unite, take advantage of the home field advantage, take advantage of the locals' familiarity with the location, show off their heroic demeanor and go head-to-head with themselves.
No matter how capable Lorraine is, he still has to suffer a severe headache. Even if he can win in the end, it will definitely be a heavy loss and a victory of 'Pyrrhus'.
However, there is no 'if' in this world.
Although the patriarchs and shamans all have seven orifices, they also have a fatal weakness.
It was this weakness that made Lorraine send his army south with the confidence to win.
As it is now.
After everyone listened to Dua's report in the large tent of the Balta clan leader, they all fell silent.
Every boss squinted his eyes and pretended to look like an old god, but in fact, he was secretly observing the faces of the other people sitting there, trying to find any flaws.
Everyone waited silently, waiting for others to express their opinions first.
If it weren't for the heavy breathing of the orc chiefs sitting there, or the crisp sound of the gold chains and rings on their bodies as they moved their fat bodies, one might even think it was an empty place.
tent.
After a while, the tent was still quiet.
Du Wa sat aside and watched helplessly as the lamp oil in the tent was replenished several times, but still no one spoke, and he became more and more anxious.
This prince of the Barev tribe knows that for the orcs, time is extremely precious and every second is extremely important. Because every second that passes, the army led by Lorraine will move towards the stars.
Lake, take one more step forward.
Because he couldn't stand the dull atmosphere in the tent, he felt a little damp on his forehead. He quietly reached out and touched it, only to find that his palms were filled with wet sweat.
He finally couldn't hold it in anymore, stood up, walked to the middle of the big tent, and shouted loudly to the patriarchs and shamans sitting there: "What are you waiting for? Why don't you say anything? Let's take the next step."
What should we do? Just say a word~!"
When everyone saw him shouting in the field, they seemed to wake up suddenly.
These big guys blinked and exchanged unintelligible glances with each other, but then they all lowered their heads and remained silent.
Some people were holding their own teacups with both hands, sipping milk tea. Some people wrapped their leather robes tightly around their bodies, leaned back, and hid their faces where the light couldn't shine, only showing a disdainful sneer on their lips.
Some people even looked at Dua with sneer on their faces.
Seeing this, Du Wa became even more angry.
He pointed outside the tent and shouted loudly: "Wake up~! I have seen it with my own eyes."
"That Lorraine..." At this point, he seemed to have thought of something. He shuddered involuntarily, then calmed down, and then continued: "That person..."
Because Lorraine was so powerful on the prairie, the half-orcs were too afraid to even mention his name, in case the murderous uncle would hear it with his ears, and then use his flying sword to chase him thousands of miles away.
kill.
Du Wa had a look of fear on his face and said slowly: "That man... led an army that covered the entire grassland.
They were more numerous than the stars in the sky, and when they stamped their feet, it was like an earthquake.
Every time they roared, it was like thunder roaring in their ears.
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They are like a raging tide that can rush over at any time and drown us all.
But you are still dawdling here, what is the point of dawdling~!
Please think of a solution quickly~!
Do you know that we are about to die?
Once his army arrives, by then, it will be too late~!
Please, please..."
As he spoke, he looked at the big bosses sitting there who were still unmoved. He stretched out his hand in despair, as if this begging gesture could awaken these powerful bosses.
They are the same.
But before he could finish speaking, an old voice came from next to him.
The man stood up, pointed at Du Wa's nose with his thick finger, and shouted sternly: "Du Wa, shut up. There are so many elders here, it's not your turn to speak~!"
Du Wa stopped in astonishment. He opened his eyes wide and looked at the man in front of him in surprise.
I saw that he was about sixty years old, which was an extremely long life among the orcs. There was a heavy gold ring on his thick neck, a golden fork on his nose, and a long one on the back of his head.
red feathers.
The man was looking at him angrily, breathing heavily.
Seeing that man speaking, all the big guys quietly pricked up their ears, although they remained calm on the surface.
Dua showed no weakness at the moment and shouted loudly: "But we must now..."
"Shut up~!" The old half-orc man was furious and roared angrily.
He took a step forward, then raised his hand and slapped Dua across the face.
In his rage, his palm was extremely powerful. Du Wa was unable to prepare and was whipped around on the spot. He was so dizzy that he couldn't even find the north, south, east, or west.
Dua shook his head vigorously to drive away the dizziness from his mind. Only then did he realize that the left cheek was burning with pain.
There was a burst of rage in his heart, and when he looked at the old man in front of him, his eyes almost burst out with fire.
Under the control of the orc's wild nature, for a moment, he even felt dizzy. His right hand involuntarily touched the dagger hanging on his waist. He wanted to pull out the knife and kill the old guy in front of him with one blow~!
But when his hand touched the cold blade, the anger in his heart suddenly disappeared.
When the old man saw this, a look of disappointment suddenly flashed in his yellow-brown eyes. But as if he was not aware of Dua's little move at all, he pointed outside the tent and shouted angrily: "Get out, it's still another round here.
If I don’t speak to you, get out of here~!”
Du Wa lowered his head feebly and allowed the old man to scold him bloody. He just agreed in a low voice and said: "Yes, father."
Then, he staggered towards the tent door.
As soon as he lifted the curtain, he was immediately hit by the dazzling sunlight outside and could hardly open his eyes. However, he looked back at the dark tent and wanted to open his mouth to say something, but then he stamped his foot and kicked hard.
Throwing back the curtain, he strode out.
The old man looked at his back and snorted angrily, "You're an angry thing~!"
Then he sat back angrily.
An equally fat patriarch next to him came over and whispered: "Dulal, my friend, you are too harsh on your son."
Dural looked at the man, with a wry smile on his lips, shook his head, and said: "Balindona, you don't understand. My son is completely spoiled. He only knows how to read some human novels.
Do something serious.
If he had drawn his sword, given me a blow, or even killed me, and become the leader of the clan himself, then I would have died without worry.
Only if you are ruthless enough can you be considered a half-orc and survive. I think back then, this is how I killed my father and took over the position of clan leader."
Having said this, he glanced at the curtain, as if he could still see Dua's figure, then sighed, and continued: "And what about him? Like a bitch, he was slapped by me.
But he didn't even dare to fart even though he was slapped, and his mind was completely washed away by the useless things about loyalty, filial piety and justice that humans have. How could this be possible?
If I hand over the position of clan leader to him, he will inevitably be killed by someone else and usurp the throne. By that time, my family will also be uprooted, and no one will be left."
Having said this, he couldn't help but sigh again.
A smile appeared on Balindo's fat face and he said: "My old friend, you are worrying too much. It is definitely not the case."
He paused for a moment, then changed the topic back and asked quietly: "By the way, what do you think of what Dua reported? What should we do?"
Dural was startled, looked at Balindo warily, then closed his mouth and said nothing.
Seeing that he had hit a nail, Balindona smiled slyly, then retracted his head, sat next to him, fell silent, and continued to drink his milk tea slowly.
What should we do about this matter?
This is actually very simple, every one of them knows it in their heart.