"Who exactly is oppressing these hard-working and kind-hearted orcs and keeping them living in poverty?"
This question points directly to the soul, and it can be described as a very heart-wrenching remark~!
Tekuridom was suddenly startled, as if someone had exposed the deepest secret in his heart. At that moment, he shivered violently.
"Who is oppressing these hard-working and kind-hearted orcs?"
The answer flashed by like lightning across the night sky in the abyss of hell.
Although it was only a moment of light, at that moment it also revealed the monsters hidden behind the pitch-black night.
It’s ferocious, bloody, and full of terror~!
Faced with the bloody truth, he was too frightened to think. His whole body was so frightened that even his heartbeat froze for a quarter of an hour.
After a while, he gradually came to his senses.
Teculidomu glanced at Lorraine and saw a calm look on his face, and felt a little angry in his heart. He was about to retort, but he also knew that if he spoke angrily during a debate, he would first lose his objectivity.
, being at a disadvantage, and will be defeated without fighting.
He took a deep breath, and then said calmly: "So, Your Excellency, you are their savior?"
Lorraine turned around alertly and glanced at him, trying to see through his plain face the burning anger deep in the heart of the high priest.
Tekuridom suppressed the wild beating in his heart and responded to the famous God of War with a stiff smile.
But he kept shouting in a low voice in his heart: Tanksvado, my brother. I simply cannot dance with the ferocious wolf. Only you have this ability.
Lorraine instantly withdrew her eyes, and then said: "If you really want to say that, there is nothing wrong with it."
Then he turned his head and thought for a moment, then continued: "The savior of the orcs? I like this name. It's both loud and full of justice. It's really good."
Tekuridom looked at Lorraine, and he was so angry that he cursed in his heart: You damn butcher, executioner with blood on your hands, shameless hypocrite~!
But despite this, facing this world-famous governor, he did not dare to point his finger directly at Lord Luo's nose and curse.
Tekuridom sneered, then pointed to the other side of the battlefield and said slowly: "Sir, I think my compatriots who died in the battle may have different views."
Lorraine turned around and took a look. On the battlefield over there were the orcs who died yesterday, and their bodies were still lying on the battlefield.
Although that scene was caused by the imperial army under his leadership, and he had a full estimate of the power of the artillery, when he saw the countless orc corpses lying on the grass, he felt like everyone else.
Creepy~!
Those corpses can no longer be measured in units of "pieces" and can only be calculated in "pieces".
Tens of thousands of dead bodies covered the entire grassland.
Scattered in the middle are stumps, broken arms, scattered heads, ribs...
Moreover, in addition to this, there were also a large number of corpses whose skin and flesh were torn apart by the fierce fire that soared into the sky. The outside was burnt and the inside was yellow, making them look extremely hideous.
Even the scavenging wild dogs would tuck their tails between their legs and stay away when they saw it.
There are many corpse collection teams disposing of their bodies.
Because they were worried that the tragic state of the corpses would cause discomfort to their families, or cause some dissatisfaction to erupt, all corpse collection teams were composed of human and orc servants.
In order to complete the task as quickly as possible, with the tacit approval of the officers, they used gunpowder or directly used explosive crystals to detonate on the ground.
Amidst the earth-shaking explosion, a huge deep pit was blasted out of the ground. Then they randomly threw the corpses into the pit, mixed them together, and finally filled it with a layer of soil hastily.
They were completely buried.
Lorraine couldn't help but sigh at the moment, and thought to himself: There are nearly 70,000 to 80,000 orcs, and they are all strong young men. If these people work for themselves, how much surplus value can be exploited from them~
!
But these guys are all dead~!
Just the amount of money wasted in this is enough to make people feel heartbroken.
But he vaguely felt that the scene in front of him was somewhat familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere before.
Nearby, the orcs were dragging their families with them, forming a long queue, like a giant dragon's registration procession. In addition, in the distance, there were corpse collection teams that were brutally burying corpses, creating one mass grave after another.
In addition, there are fierce-looking imperial soldiers patrolling everywhere, wearing SS uniforms...
By the way, that’s right~!
If this scene were replaced with a black and white film, it would be almost exactly the same as the classic masterpiece "Schindler's List" directed by Spielberg that won the Oscar for Best Picture in 1993.
Lorraine couldn't help but smile bitterly, but then she reacted.
He turned to look at the high priest Teculidomu and said: "We have a famous saying: the flower of freedom is so precious that it can only bloom if blood and life are used as fertilizer.
Their death may not be worth it, but it is an inevitable price.
Precisely because you cannot rely on your own strength but rely on the strength of others, the price will be even more severe~!"
He paused and continued: "I am not lying. Do you think that just by shouting two slogans and touching your upper lip to your lower lip, you can buy freedom? Then freedom is too worthless.
‘No effort, no reward’, do you still want me to teach you this truth?”
Tekulidom was shocked again, but he forced a smile and said: "But..."
Lorraine raised her hand, interrupted him, and said: "There is nothing wrong with it. In my opinion, they may be just a group of poor people, but in any era, if you want to fight for freedom, you have to pay a price."
Tekuridom was silent, biting his lip with his teeth. After a while, he mockingly said: "According to your statement, if... I mean if. If one day we start a rebellion in order to fight for freedom,
You would rather pay a sufficient price than you would condemn us, right?"
Lorraine shrugged indifferently and said, "You have gained independence and freedom now. Why do you still want to rebel?"
Tekuridom paused for a moment.
Lorraine suddenly understood and couldn't help laughing.
He reached out and pointed to the orcs below, and then said: "My dear high priest, you still haven't figured it out.
What I call freedom is the freedom of the common people.
What you call independence and freedom..."
When Lorraine said this, she stopped and looked at Teculidomu coldly.
Teculidomu knew that Lorraine was tempting him to ask, but he still couldn't help but ask: "What is it?"
Lorraine said coldly: "What you call independence and freedom is the freedom of those clan leaders who wantonly exploit the people under their rule."
His blow was so heavy, it was like hitting Tekulidom's chest with a thousand-pound sledgehammer.
Under this heavy blow, Tekuridom's body swayed twice, and he took two steps back in fear before regaining his balance.
Lorraine pointed at the orc people, and then said: "If you don't believe it, just look at it. See if the smiles on those people's faces come from their hearts. And is the loss of the patriarchs also due to their nature?"
Tekuridom looked down at the orcs below, supporting the old and the young, happily running to the market, or walking happily on the way to the market.
They seemed to have completely forgotten the thrilling bloody battle on the battlefield.
You know, that just happened yesterday~!
He couldn't help but clenched the crutch in his hand tightly, and the knuckles he held turned white, and he almost pinched the crutch in two. In his heart, he felt extremely worthless for those Orc warriors who died in the battle: the blood of these warriors
It’s really all in vain~!
Lorraine looked at his face, sneered immediately, then shook his head and sighed: "It seems you still don't understand your people, my high priest."
Tekuridom lost his voice: "What did you say? Me? I don't understand my own people?"
Lorraine looked at him coldly and said: "As far as I know, your clan leaders, in order to make huge profits, killed many caravans that came to the grassland. Later, very few people came to do business with you.
Business is over.
On the contrary, it's your clan leaders who are meddling in this process and making a lot of money.
Now that we are here to do business with you, the half-orcs who have not died in the battle have no psychological burden at all about doing business with us. Seeing that the opportunity is rare, the price is cheap and the quantity is abundant, of course they are happy to do business with us.
As for those orc warriors who died heroically in battle... your patriarchs will never pay pensions, but instead they will eagerly seek to seize their family property and children.
As a result, their family's life will be even more difficult.
In order to survive, those family members must seize the only opportunity now to do business with our people in exchange for necessities, otherwise their lives will be even more difficult and difficult in the future. Even..."
When he said this, he glanced at Tekuridom meaningfully, and then continued: "I may even become a slave of you big guys, or be driven away from the tribe and abandoned on the prairie, alive.
The ground is starving to death..."
Tekuridomu pursed his lips tightly.
He hesitated for a moment, and then hissed: "But...but this is the tradition of us orcs for thousands of years~!"
Lorraine turned around in astonishment, and the guards beside her also exchanged surprised looks in disbelief.
After Tekuridom finished speaking, he suddenly felt guilty. It was hard to believe that such words actually came from his own mouth.
Lorraine looked at him, and after a long time, he suddenly sighed, and then said: "High Priest, don't you think these words are a bit despicable and despicable? You leaders are rich in clothes, food, wine, and beautiful women. But those common people
I have to let you bully, bully men and women, rob property, separate people's flesh and blood, and starve to death. What kind of tradition is this?
If you allow this tradition to continue, this race will die, and it deserves it~!"
Tekuridom was immediately ashamed and fell silent.
At the same time, he also found with some despair that after this verbal confrontation, he fell completely defeated on the position that originally belonged to him.
Their conversation will inevitably spread and fall into the ears of every orc through word of mouth.
As the high priest of the orcs, no outsider understands his people, and he has become the spokesman for the powerful to oppress the people.
His prestige will be completely lost.
From now on, even if you see an opportunity, it will definitely be more difficult to encourage those orcs to rebel.
Those half-orc people will never blindly follow their clan leaders like before. Instead, they will hide aside and watch with cold eyes.
And without their support, no matter how big the flames are, they will eventually be extinguished by the empire~!
At this time, an officer wearing an SS uniform was seen running over from a distance.
He ran closer, saluted Lorraine, then handed over a document in his hand and said: "Sir, it has been found out that there are about 100,000 slaves in the orc camp."
Lorraine immediately couldn't help but let out a low groan, and then glanced sideways at Teculidomu. One hundred thousand people out of one million were slaves. This number was astonishing enough.
The officer continued: "Some of them are women and children, and most of them are young laborers. This is a document, please sign it."
Lorraine was stunned for a moment and wondered: "Why are there so many young laborers?"
After asking, he suddenly understood.
As expected, the officer reported back: "According to the investigation, those clan leaders and chiefs all thought that old and weak slaves were wasting food, so they usually disposed of it directly."
As he spoke, there was a look of disgust and disdain on his face: Obviously, the meaning of 'dispose of' is not to give them pensions and delay their lives. It is to drag them directly to the grassland, behead them and feed them to wild dogs.
Something like that.
He paused for a moment and continued: "In addition to the counted slaves, there are also some that have been branded and are to be sold to our human race.
The brothers are still searching, but I have already brought those damn slave traders over, please handle them."
After hearing this, Lorraine smiled instead of being angry and said: "These are endless bunch of bastards~!"
Then he waved his hand and said, "Bring them all up here."
After a while, I saw several fat guys walking up, escorted by a group of soldiers.
Lorraine was surprised to find that they were all human beings~!
During the investigation, when the imperial soldiers learned that these people were colluding with the orcs, they became angry and beat them until their noses were bruised and their faces were swollen.
You can't see the real face at all.
Lorraine looked at those people and was speechless for a moment: They couldn't even recognize their appearance, so how could they be investigated?
When the slave traders saw the flying eagle behind Lorraine, they were so frightened that their legs weakened.
They were aware of the lord's illustrious reputation, but they were temporarily blinded by lard and wanted to make a fortune before leaving.
But they didn't expect that Lord Luo and his younger brothers would start a group fight and it would be so powerful. By the time they reacted, Lord Luo's army had already surrounded them, and they couldn't get away even with their wings.
Later, I still thought about hiding in the orc camp, but Lord Luo's CIA-affiliated Gestapo were vegetarians, and they were immediately searched out.
When everyone came closer, the soldiers next to them immediately kicked the slave traders and cursed angrily: "You bastard, my lord, are you allowed to look up so rudely? Kneel down."
Amidst his angry curses, the slave traders fell to their knees one after another.
Lorraine casually pointed at the fattest guy among them and asked angrily: "You, it's just you. Do you know that the empire has banned slaves now? Where do you get slaves and sell them to?"
The man raised his head and looked at Lorraine through the swollen eyes. Then he hurriedly lowered his head and said in a trembling voice: "Although... although the empire has strict control, it is precisely because of the ban on slaves that the price is
Just... it just skyrocketed.
Our slave traders... mainly sell them to other countries, such as Parthia and Rezedora... the prices there are very high, so... so the villain... The villain was confused for a moment, please
Sir, have mercy on me, please have mercy on me~!"
As he spoke, he kowtowed his head repeatedly on the ground, causing a big pit to appear in the soft grass.
Lorraine looked at him and sighed: "I also want to spare your life, but I can't find a reason. Can you find one for me?"
"I...I..." The man stuttered immediately, and finally gritted his teeth and said: "Sir, I still have tens of thousands of gold coins. I beg you to let me live. I will give all the money to you."
Lorraine was very bored: Why do these guys always say the same lines when begging for mercy? There is nothing new~!
He said coldly: "Your money is already mine. There is no need to talk about this anymore. Is there anything else?"
The slave trader saw that the soldiers next to him had drawn out their knives, and looked at himself... his own neck with a wicked smile, as if he was studying where to put the knife in.
He couldn't help but turn pale with fright, knowing in his heart that if he couldn't bring out anything decent, with just a look from Lord Luo, these soldiers would chop off his head with a single swing of their swords.
He hurriedly raised his voice and shouted: "Yes, yes. I also have a pair of half-orc sisters, and I would like to present them to you here."
Lorraine was stunned for a moment, burst into laughter, and said, "Did I hear you right? You are such a bastard, even if you use some good methods to make a honey trap. You actually use 'orc sister flower', your grandma, you think
Am I so blind?"
Afterwards, he even roared angrily.
The soldiers next to him also had nervous expressions on their faces, glaring at the slave trader hatefully. They wanted to rush over and skin him to pieces. It actually made the Lord so angry. If he takes his anger out on us, he will never be promoted again in the future.
It’s time~!
They immediately rushed over and used their heavy military boots to stomp on the slave trader hard. They used their heavy heels to crush his fingers and crushed them several times. They did their best to kill the slave trader.
.
The slave trader screamed in pain and screamed: "Sir, ah, ah, lord, please listen to me. That is different. It is different~!"
After hearing this, Lorraine immediately became interested and said: "Since you said so, I want to see what's different? Come, take him down, and come see me again when you find that sister.
.”
A soldier nearby immediately stepped forward and dragged him down like a dead dog.
Lorraine turned around and asked a few more questions to several other slave traders. But compared to the person just now, these guys were just minor players and didn't have much luck.
Lord Luo was extremely disappointed. He first shaved them all clean, and then ordered the soldiers to take them all to the side. Then a swordsman stood behind one of them. After the big slave trader came back, he
Behead together.
Not long after, I saw that the soldiers had escorted the slave trader back, and behind him, there were two people. They were wearing cloaks and hoods on their heads, and their faces couldn't be seen clearly, but they were moving around.
Standing up, it looks like a willow swaying in the wind, but it looks very graceful.
Lord Luo looked at it and couldn't help but touch his chin and murmured: "Well, I'm starting to get a little interested."
At this time, the slave trader had already arrived.
He first bowed to Lorraine respectfully and said, "I have met my lord. I have brought them here. Do you want to inspect the goods first?"
As he spoke, his hands kept rubbing against each other, looking extremely vulgar.
Lorraine looked at it and couldn't help but frown. Then he slightly raised the index finger of his right hand. Immediately, a soldier rushed over like a wolf, picked up a whip and slapped the slave trader hard.
The slave trader was whipped until he screamed.
While beating him hard, the soldier yelled angrily: "You bitch, you are such a bitch!"
Lorraine watched for a while and found that the two people next to him were trembling with fear and hugging each other tightly. Then he waved his hand to stop him and said: "Forget it, forget it. Sir, I have a kind heart, and I don't want to hear anyone being miserable."
Just scream and beat him half to death."
He paused and then added: "Wait a while, maybe I'll behead him. If he's beaten to death, it won't look good if he's beheaded again."
Everyone listening nearby felt a chill. This lord is really ruthless and extremely vicious. He is indeed a scum among scum~!
After listening to the order, the soldier stopped, then kicked the slave trader hard, and shouted angrily: "Why don't you get up quickly? Are you still waiting for us to help you?"
The slave trader was beaten to pieces all over his body and was in agony. He fell to the ground and groaned twice, but in order to survive, he finally managed to stand up.
He bowed to Lorraine, then pulled the two men in black, as if offering treasures, and said: "Sir, please take a look."
With that said, he took off the cloaks covering their heads.
When everyone took a closer look, they were all shocked~!