The patriarchs, chiefs, shamans, magicians...all present are the elites of the orcs, leaders at the top of the food chain of the ruling class.
They all know clearly: now...now~! The entire orc race is facing a major decision of life and death~!
Under the leadership of Lorraine, the human race of Nai'an swept away the previous decline. Just like Sailor Moon, they completed a gorgeous transformation in the blink of an eye, from a frail young girl to a...
A super gangster. And a super gangster armed to the teeth.
Facing the army led by Lorraine that came for revenge like a mad tide, every orc knew: this lord is not a good person, and they are here to avenge themselves.
When they passed by, they would definitely leave behind a piece of scorched earth and thick smoke rising into the sky.
At this critical moment that is related to the life and death of the Orc race, not to mention these high-ranking and well-informed leaders, even those naked Orc kids know what to do.
It's like giving a big talk about 'unity sincerely' and 'united as one' and so on, and then calls on everyone to join forces, huddle together, concentrate their strength, and fight Lorraine's army fiercely.
Although the prairie is vast and boundless, it is impossible for them to take another step back.
Because~!
Behind them is Star Lake~!
Only everyone can unite closely and fight Lorraine fiercely.
For this battle, everyone can go forward one after another regardless of sacrifice, and use the blood and lives of the orcs to defend the dignity of the race.
Only by defeating him through this war can the so-called Imperial God of War understand the determination of the orcs to defend their freedom and independence.
Let's all unite and drive the invader out of the prairie, so that the evil empire will not dare to set foot on the prairie again for a hundred years~!
Logically speaking, it is impossible for these big guys not to know something that even such a little kid knows.
But now, at this extremely urgent moment, a group of orc bosses gathered together, probably opening an incense hall together, cutting off chicken heads, burning yellow paper, and then pricked their fingers together and dripped it into the wine.
, then kowtowed together, said a few words, "I don't want to be born in the same year, the same month, and the same day, but I want to die in the same year, the same month, the same day," and so on, and finally drank the bowl of rice wine together.
When you get up, just like the "Three Brothers in the Peach Garden", everyone can also call themselves the "Thirteen Taibao of Xingxing Lake" or something like that, and give them a resounding name.
Maybe after defeating Lorraine, everyone will be famous forever.
Three to five thousand years later, whenever the original reputation of orcs is mentioned, there will still be a bard who can hug a broken erhu and sing a song like "The stars are rolling in the east of the lake, and the water is flowing, and the waves are sweeping away the heroes..."
But now, even though these big guys are gathered together, they all know what to do at this life-or-death moment.
But instead of formulating a positive plan to deal with the situation, they all sat together, drinking tea and taking naps to kill time.
The only sound in the big tent was the sound of big guys farting loudly due to exhaustion of strength.
The reason why these gentlemen here can become bosses and dominate the orcs is not because they have a good father. Of course, it is undeniable that this is only one of the important reasons.
, but it is not the main reason.
The main reason is that they are all smart people, just like the outstanding farmer entrepreneurs, bankers, and Mr. Huang Shiren. They are all good at calculation and sophisticated.
These guys are not only good at taking advantage of favorable conditions, taking things out of their pockets, occupying other people's property, and finding ways to force their daughters to be their mistresses.
And they are also good at taking advantage of unfavorable conditions and easily turning them into conditions that are beneficial to themselves. For example, they make a war fortune. Or during various natural disasters, they call on the people to donate enthusiastically, and then make huge profits from the process.
Lining one's own pockets.
Sometimes, if it is really profitable, they will even deliberately create some kind of disaster and then suck the blood of the people.
And now, Lorraine led the army to attack. Although this is definitely a huge disaster for ordinary Orc people, but for these gentlemen, it is a disaster that comes to their doorsteps.
Good opportunity.
Everyone can get their hands on it from the middle again and make a lot of money.
As for the life and death of the people?
Please~~!
What's going on with those guys?
Furthermore, if those common people live a good life, don't have to worry about food and drink, and start pursuing spiritual pursuits, how can I use material and money to seduce their beautiful daughters?
How can those young and beautiful girls be willing to be mistresses or mistresses for tens of thousands of dollars or a house?
Everyone is sitting here without saying a word. In a sense, it is the same as when you go to the vegetable market to sell vegetables and argue with the vegetable seller for a long time for a dime.
The patriarchs and chiefs here are all powerful figures. They have nothing to eat every day. Apart from having mistresses and mistresses, the rest of their time, although not much, is all about intrigues and intrigues.
For them, even if they raise a hand or fart, there is a deep-seated political reason behind it.
In the history of the orcs, there once was such a story.
An orc general farted disrespectfully in front of the clan leader. At that moment, the clan leader immediately sensed from his sensitive political sense that this guy was disrespectful towards him. Disrespect means there are other things.
Ideas. If you have an idea, then there is nothing else to say other than wanting to rebel.
As a result, the patriarch acted resolutely and arrested the general on the spot, ransacked his house and exterminated his family. Sure enough, he found a terrorist organization that wanted to overthrow the patriarch's rule.
In such a "murderous case caused by a fart", the common people just listened to it as a joke. Just remember not to fart in front of the clan leader.
However, the patriarchs stand on a political level and understand this matter deeply.
Everything they say and do is imbued with political sensitivity.
Although everyone doesn't say it, the more old-fashioned they are, the more they care about these things.
Just like King Hong Tian, after Brother Xiuquan became the boss, even flirting with mistresses had to be highly political. For this reason, he even specially compiled many of them, including the 'ten deserving beatings'
There are many great and excellent works such as "harem instruction poems", etc., and they also use high-tech means to manage the harem mistresses in a systematic, digital, etc. way.
Nowadays, although the half-orcs are more idiots than that King Hong Tian, who have never attended private school and have not been brainwashed by Confucianism, they are no exception.
In this gathering place for big guys, the first thing you say or the first thing you express has profound political meaning behind it.
In any class society, the most important thing is not what you say, whether you take it seriously or not, whether it is right or not. The most important thing is - whether you are qualified or not~!
For example, those who don't have enough weight, if you jump out and say something, calling on everyone to "unify sincerely and unite as one", you can unite closely to form an army to resist the invasion of Lorraine...
But are your portions enough? Are you qualified to say this? How many of your subordinates actually want to blow up their wings and come out to dance? You are really overestimating your capabilities~!
If the big bosses don't like you, they will secretly discuss it, and maybe at night, everyone will join forces to kill you, and the tribe will divide it among themselves.
Therefore, those tribal chiefs who were unable to support themselves naturally did not dare to speak out.
But the big bosses sitting in the middle, who have many subordinates and thousands of red sticks, also have other plans.
Because they all know that the so-called "unity and unity" to fight against the invader is easy to say.
But there is a key question in the middle - which city will unite as one?
In fact, to put it bluntly, who will be the leader? Who will be the leader?
Should the Orcs headed by Chief Pollak be the leader, or should Chief Dural of the Balev tribe be the chief helmsman? Or should Chief Balindona of the Tervar tribe be the leader of the Green Forest Alliance?
The more urgent and urgent this situation is, the more these gentlemen must be calm and calm. They must not show their timidity or act in a panic.
Don't say yes, just like a little rabbit who saw the big bad wolf, jumping around.
If you just can't keep your composure, speak first, and make actions that are inappropriate and uncharacteristic of a general, you will lose a lot of points. You may even lose the chance to become the leader of the alliance.
If you don't become the leader of the alliance, you will have no choice but to be cannon fodder in the future. Even if you defeat Lorraine, your own strength will inevitably be damaged, and when the time comes, the leader of the alliance will inevitably have a growing reputation and a louder voice.
Just in case, in the future, the leader of the alliance comes over and says, "Our relationship is so good that we should merge!"
At that time, there was only one way for me to jump to Xingxing Lake.
Therefore, although the orc race is now at an extremely urgent moment of life and death, in order to fight for power and profit, this is the most important issue, but everyone is still here sipping milk tea and pretending to doze off.
, still without saying a word.
This is not surprising. These are all the elites of the orcs, and they are all smart people who lead the community. The biggest characteristic of smart people is that they only know how to take advantage of others. No matter when, they cannot suffer losses.
In addition, the traitors sent by Lord Lorraine also successfully infiltrated and convinced several of the clan leaders who had little hope to convert.
They are all lurking here, waiting for these big bosses to start fighting for power, and then they will play their role as stir-ups and completely muddy the waters.
Therefore, in the eager hope of all the orc warriors and tribal warriors, this meeting continued.
Everyone is like a resentful woman who has been looking forward to it for a day, but there is no result, and has been looking forward to it for another day, and still has no result.
This most famous, most critical, and most urgent meeting in the history of the orcs actually lasted for three days, and still no plan was produced.
This took so long that it was the longest of all the most urgent meetings in history since written records began.
At the same time, the half-orcs' "smart and excessive stupidity" will be forever engraved on the pillar of shame~!
In the early morning of the third day, the sun had not yet risen.
There was silence all around.
There is still just a touch of fish-white on the horizon, and wisps of light mist like white gauze are still floating on the shore of Xingxing Lake. The green grass is also covered with crystal dew.
The plump dewdrops hung on the tips of the green grass, causing the pliable leaves of the grass to bend deeply.
Just when the dewdrops seemed to have fallen, a big, hairy foot stepped over it mercilessly, trampling the patch of grass to the ground.
The half-orc warrior Pigra held up his ancestral spear, and then stretched greatly. After being on duty all night, his face looked particularly tired.
He just walked a few more steps, then rolled his eyes strangely, looked around, and found that no one was following him. He immediately took out a water bag from his arms, then lifted it up and held it tightly.
Then, he raised his neck and took a big gulp. Finally, he smacked his tongue with a satisfied expression.
He looked down at the water bag in his hand and wanted to take another sip, but after hesitating for a moment, he finally carefully put the water bag back into his arms.
He gently patted the water bag in his arms with his right hand, showing an honest smile on his face.
Because the water bag is full of strong liquor. When you take a sip, it is like drinking fire water, which can burn from your throat to your heart. It is spicy, satisfying, and extremely comfortable.
This wine was given to him two days ago when someone wanted to sneak out of the camp and bribe him while he was on sentry duty.
Originally, Piguera thought about handing the guy over and replacing it with two kilograms of potatoes, but when the guy opened the jug and smelled the fragrant aroma of wine, old Piguera immediately changed his mind.
Three kilograms of good wine, in exchange for the man sneaking out of the camp. It's a good deal~!
The more Pigra thought about it, the more he realized how wise his original decision was.
It's just a pity that I heard that this wine can only be brewed by humans. It's called "Shao Knife Zi". Even the dwarves regard this wine as a treasure.
Thinking of this, Pigra couldn't help but happily stretched out her hand, and patted her chest twice gently as if patting a baby.
He took a few steps forward with the spear on his shoulder. At that moment, he felt that he couldn't bear it anymore, so he took out his water bag, but this time he was reluctant to take another sip, and just put the wine away reluctantly.
in front of his big nose, and then took a deep breath.
At this moment, Pigra suddenly heard his heart beating suddenly, and he couldn't help but be startled.
Like a ferocious beast, he raised his head alertly, opened his eyes wide, and looked around. But after looking for a long time, he still didn't find anything.
He couldn't help blinking his eyes suspiciously, but as a half-orc, Pigra had a very keen intuition, which had saved him countless times.
Although he didn't find anything suspicious, he still didn't dare to relax because he smelled an ominous smell in the air.
The atmosphere was so solemn and depressing that even when the wolf disaster came, he had never felt so uneasy when facing thousands of evil wolves.
At this moment, a loud bang was heard vaguely, and it sounded again.
At the same time as the sound, the big movement under my feet seemed to shake.
Pigra took a deep breath, squinted her eyes, and looked toward the horizon.
At this time, the sun had just risen, and the bright sunlight pierced the mist on the far horizon, and the scenery in front of us suddenly became clear.
I saw a thin thread appearing in the sky.
Then, the thread slowly enlarged and turned into a red ribbon.
As the ribbon grew larger and larger, the earth began to tremble faintly.
Finally, when the ribbon got closer and closer, it turned into clear figures.
They came like a tidal wave.
An overwhelming number of soldiers filled the grasslands in the distance.
The red uniforms they wore dyed the earth and sky as red as blood.
Even though they were extremely far away, Pigra could feel the earth trembling more and more intensely under the uniform footsteps on the opposite side.
"The soul of the ancestor is in heaven~!" Pigra murmured in a low voice.
He looked at the ocean-like crowd in the distance and his eyes widened in confusion. It was as if he had seen a poisonous snake. Under extreme terror, he stood frozen on the spot, not knowing what to do.
After a while, he finally came to his senses.
"Alarm, alarm, humans are coming~!" Pigla was like a monkey whose butt was burned by fire, shouting at the top of her lungs, waving the spear in her hand, and ran towards him jumping up and down.
A campsite not far away.
The water bag in his hand fell to the ground without knowing what happened, and the pure and transparent liquid flowed out silently, soaking the small piece of land.
Following Pirag's loud shout, it was like throwing a pebble into the calm water. Among the orc camps in Xingxing Lake, countless heads suddenly appeared from the tents.
They looked at the army that was coming like a tide in the distance, and immediately panicked. They were all panic-stricken, and kept stumbling around the camp like headless flies.
Everyone shouted as loud as they could.
"What to do, what to do?"
"The murderous devil is here."
"What should we do?"
"Quickly, think of a way~!"
"..."
On April 12, 833 in the Julian calendar, Lorraine led an army to appear on the shores of Xingxing Lake.
Since the beginning of history, the human army has never penetrated so deeply into the prairie. This alone is enough to once again make him famous in history.