Shanru closed the door of Loew's office in depression. He traveled all the way from the South Island to see the Imperial Chief of General Staff Loew. In fact, he wanted to get a chance to participate in the war.
The status of orcs in the Tang Empire has never been high. Overall, it is only a little better than goblins... and the entire empire has never been very willing to accept orcs, nor does it allow orcs to move freely within the empire.
In order to improve this situation, as a relatively high-status military commander among the orcs, Shanru hopes to fight for better racial treatment through war.
As the orc cat-eared girls became popular in the Tang Empire, the status of orc women was actually improving significantly. But it is regrettable that orc men have always been laborers in the empire, and they are always half a head shorter than others.
This is not a long-term solution. This time Shanlu came to submit an application to the Chief of General Staff of the Tang Empire, Loew, to apply for orcs to participate in the war, clearing the last obstacle for the Tang Empire to unify the world.
His request is also very simple: no matter how much ammunition or supplies the Tang Empire's troops need, only half of it is enough for the orc troops!
In his opinion, war is actually very simple: just pile up people. If one orc warrior is not enough, then send two. If two is not enough, then send three... If one hundred thousand is not enough, then send twenty.
Ten thousand and three hundred thousand!
Anyway, there is no need for compensation from the Tang Empire for dead people. Orcs have always killed people in the past, and dead people are actually not a big deal in the eyes of this race.
As long as Loew nodded, Shanru would assemble the most elite army group formed by the orcs in the South Island, and then get 1 million cannon fodder from the Western Continent to form a huge orc expeditionary force, and wipe out the Lions Empire and Dorne at all costs
empire.
He felt that he had a great advantage: no matter what, the cost of transporting personnel was the lowest, and the orc soldiers only needed half or one-third of the supplies of ordinary soldiers in the Tang Empire to fight.
These orcs can do anything to fight for a better chance of life. They can use expired medicine, eat rotten potatoes and cabbage leaves, and go into battle with only a rifle and no bayonet...
It doesn't matter if they die, at least it doesn't matter to Shan Lu: dead soldiers can save food, and even helmets and other things can be picked up and used again.
This orc general's idea is a bit atavistic: as long as the tactical thinking is adjusted back to fifty years ago and the soldiers recall how they fought back then, then the cost of this war can be reduced to a satisfactory level.
It's a pity... Loew has no interest in this crazy plan, because His Majesty the Emperor wants to unify the entire world. In this process, he naturally needs to consider the emotions of the civilians in the occupied areas.
If a group of bloodthirsty orc soldiers rushed into the city armed with axes, clubs and old-fashioned rifles, the question of who represents the Tang Empire would make the cost of subsequent rule sky-high.
Just kidding... How do you explain to a group of shocked civilians that those soldiers who look like beggars, those who look more like monsters, and those who don't look like liberators are actually the troops of the Tang Empire?
What's more, the senior officials of the Tang Empire also have to consider other issues: a war can create countless heroes, and how to place these heroes needs to be carefully considered. If the credit is given to the orcs for no reason, then resources will be invested in the follow-up
To appease these orcs... now there is only one South Island, what about in the future? How many more islands will be given?
"How's it going?" Seeing his general walking out, the orc adjutant who followed asked nervously.
Shanlu shook his head, sighed and complained: "It seems that it is impossible for us to appear on the stage. Unless there are any changes on the front line, the General Staff will not be willing to send us to the Eastern Continent."
A long time ago, Leer's homeland was on the Eastern Continent. It was a brave attempt by the orcs to immigrate and establish a country. Unfortunately, they failed later and their land was divided up by the elves. In the end, the orc kingdom perished among the elves and dwarves.
Under attack.
At that time, many orc slaves were sold to the south of the Eastern Continent, and many orcs also visited Bunas and Neverwinter Port. However, most of these orcs did not end well, and there were only a few like Leer after all.
"It seems that the higher-ups in the empire still don't want to believe us..." The adjutant also felt very sad. They really hope to change the fate of their race through sacrifice, but sometimes fate doesn't give you the chance to change it at all.
"Be content, at least His Majesty the Emperor is willing to take care of us loyal subjects." Shanlu glanced at his adjutant, reminding him not to be extreme in his thoughts.
Compared with the senior officials of other countries, the senior officials of the Tang Empire were actually very tolerant and trustworthy: Tang Mo promised to give the orcs a piece of habitat, and he actually gave it to them. And it was a large island with mountains and rivers on it.
The river is countless times better than the desert where the orcs lived in the past.
This is already a gift, because if it is purely based on strength, the Tang Empire can easily wipe out the orcs, reduce the orcs in the desert to a state of near extinction, and then treat the orcs as animals in captivity on the edge of the desert, leaving this tribe forever
Unable to reproduce and grow.
But the Tang Empire did not do this. Instead, it gave the orcs a piece of land, a better land. From this point alone, it is hard to overstate how loyal the orcs are to Tang Mo.
"Yes! General! It's just a pity that we missed an opportunity to prove our loyalty." The adjutant was also a transparent person, and he immediately lowered his head and explained.
In the dwarf region of the Eastern Continent, a dwarf officer looked at himself in the mirror and was somewhat unrecognizable: he was wearing the military uniform of the Tang Empire, and he was still a lieutenant colonel.
He used to be a general in the Ice Empire, but after the surrender, he became a civilian. Later, an acquaintance approached him and recommended him, a dwarf officer who had gone to the Tang Empire for further training, to Tiger.
Now he is a major and the deputy commander of a newly formed dwarf force: the real one is also a dwarf, but he is a senior officer assigned to the Tang Dynasty.
The duties of the newly formed troops are to maintain regional security, guard prisoners undergoing labor reform, and at the same time assist the civil affairs department and provide local people with the help they can.
This is the tradition of the Tang Empire's army, and it is also the characteristic of this army. This army has been like this since its establishment, so this army has always been deeply loved by the people.