Seeing the scene in front of me, those orcs were basically no different from humans except for their slightly ugly appearance, which was hard to accept.
They are also afraid of the cold, and they also have feelings. [Search for the latest updates here.]
Watching those thin orc children shivering in the cold wind, while the mothers of those children pressed the children close to their arms, trying to warm them with their own unwarm arms.
Xie Dong looked at the scene in front of him in silence. The firelight kept swaying in the cold wind, while the slightly stronger male orc on the side was carefully cutting up the carcass of an animal. This animal was definitely not the one they hunted.
Yes, Xie Dong keenly discovered that there were many wounds left on the animals' bodies, some of which were bite marks similar to those of Arctic snow wolves, and some of which were the bite marks of snow vultures.
But one thing is certain, the remains of this reindeer-like animal are obviously not enough to feed the orcs.
The male orc carefully used a not-sharp stone knife to peel off the animal's fur, not sparing the blood that had frozen into ice crystals. He picked it all into a bowl on the side. And the muscles connected to the bones were peeled off by the male orc's careful movements.
Next, it was peeled off bit by bit and placed in a huge pot.
Presumably this pot is where they store food.
Xie Dong did not forget his mission. He carefully wandered around the edge of the camp and memorized every detail of the camp. Including the number of orcs, he could find a total of one hundred. Among them, there were only one male orc.
, and the rest were all old, young, women, and children.
After completing the reconnaissance mission, Xie Dong glanced at the orcs who were very happy because of the little food with complicated eyes, and slowly retreated into the snow.
When he returned to the hidden location of the Hummingbird Brigade, he told Captain Yu Qiang what he saw.
Yu Qiang fell silent after hearing this, and the other team members also had complicated expressions. This was also the first time they had heard of such a real orc.
Judging from Xie Dong's description, it is obvious that these orcs represent the current state of most orcs. However, as humans and soldiers of Dragon City, although they sympathize with the orcs, they will still pick up the
Weapon, kill them without hesitation.
This is the cruelty of race war.
"Let's take a detour. We can't be exposed until the mission is completed." After Yu Qiang thought deeply, he ordered the team to take a detour.
As they were leaving, the orcs' celebrating songs came from afar. Although they couldn't understand them, the team members vaguely guessed that they were celebrating that they had survived another day.
Looking at the disappearing firelight from a distance, Yu Qiang sighed invisibly at the end of the team, then wrapped his sweater tightly and followed the advancing team.
The singing voice behind me floated in the wind and snow.
Maybe, what they want is just a world where they can live in peace. However, on this continent, there will never be a day of reconciliation between orcs and humans. Blood debts have been entangled in one another.
, can never be solved.
After bypassing the orc camp, the Hummingbird Brigade continued to move towards the set goal. However, the team members felt much heavier than before.
The wind and snow continued, and in the far north hinterland, the largest orc city called the City of Endu, was currently gathering a large number of tribes.
As the leader of the orc tribe, Thor Draka is sitting in a stone house. Surrounded by him are the leaders of several large tribes in the tribe.
In a few years, young Thor, with the help of the tribal hero Grom Domainhowl, unified the entire orc tribe in the Far North.
Last year, Thor, who was full of confidence, led ten thousand orc warriors to walk through the heavy snow and walked out of the Hengduan Mountains, a natural chasm that had blocked the orcs for three hundred years.
Coming to the legendary southern land for the first time, Thor's mind was filled with the bright future of the orcs.
However, the reality is so cruel. In just over a month, the huge army of orcs fled back to the Far North in embarrassment.
Tens of thousands of warriors died on the land that the orcs have dreamed about for more than three hundred years. The hero of the great tribe, Grom Yuhou, used his own life to save the last hope of the orcs, allowing Thor to take him with him.
One hundred thousand remaining warriors returned to their homes in the far north.
Although at the last moment, by chance, they robbed the human army of logistical supplies, this was far from enough to support the entire orc tribe.
This year, the orc tribe must make a difficult choice. Either give up nearly half of the tribe, and they will die in this cold winter. Or use the strength of the tribe to rush towards the land that has worried the orcs for more than three hundred years.
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But thinking of the far north fortress that was hated by all the orcs, Thor hesitated.
With the strength of the whole clan, success or failure can only depend on one battle. If they win, they will still have a chance. If they lose, then the only way for the orcs is to destroy the clan!
If we don't fight, it's possible to save almost half of the orcs. They will survive and keep the orcs' fire.
To fight or not to fight.
This problem has troubled Sol for a whole year. Seeing that winter has arrived, if a decision cannot be made, then everything will be too late.
The leaders of several tribes are aware of the current situation. But the cruel reality forces them, and they don't know what to do to allow the orcs to continue.
"Great Ancestor! Have you abandoned the orcs?" An older orc leader knelt on his knees and shouted sadly toward the sky.
The trembling hands and eyes that had never shed tears now shed two dazzling tears of blood.
"Lokto, get up! We are heroic orcs! We are warriors! We bleed, not shed tears!" Another orc leader, although old, but still strong, roared towards Lokto who was kneeling on the ground with trembling fists.
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However, his voice was also trembling, and the sadness in his heart was a bitterness that this warrior who had experienced many battles had never experienced before.
Sol looked straight ahead. He didn't know what to choose. This cruel situation made him blame himself.
If, if we hadn't been so aggressive last year, perhaps the orcs today would still be living a hard life, but they wouldn't have gone to the point of annihilation.
His good friend and half-mentor Grom died in last year's war. He had been confused, guilty, and regretful. But now, this difficult choice was still placed in front of him.
He cannot escape.
Because he is the leader of the tribe!
All the orcs are waiting for his choice. Whether it is death or life.
But because of this, Thor had difficulty making a decision. He was afraid. He was afraid of burying the entire orc tribe with his own hands.
"Thor! Make a decision!" The orc leader just now opened his blood-red eyes and roared at the dazed Thor.
Thor glanced over with a slightly confused look and saw the faces of the waiting orcs.
They are so determined that no matter what decision he makes, they will do it! Even if it requires their sacrifice to save the orc tribe from the difficulties!
Sol stood up slowly and walked forward step by step.
When he walked out of the stone house, the fierce cold wind blew, but Sol didn't feel a single thing. He just walked like this.
The city of Endu is the city with the largest concentration of orc tribes. It only has a simple city wall, but it has long been covered up in the wind and snow.
Most of the city's stone houses are densely arranged, and there are a large number of orcs living in them. In the cold winter, most of them stay close to each other to resist the low temperature.
It is obviously impossible to feed so many orcs with a small amount of food. They can only eat as little as possible, or even only need basic soup and water to survive, to save for everyone.
Thor left the stone house where the leader lived, and he just walked forward.
The streets are still crowded with orcs who have come to the city of Endu. They are leaning against each other, waiting for the soup that is distributed once a day.
The appearance of Thor made them cheer. In the tribe, Thor's name is a legend. Regardless of whether he can lead the orcs out of trouble, he is a great leader of the tribe.
Waves of cheers rang in his ears, and Sol's eyes were attracted to each face. The kind of heartfelt admiration made Sol's heart twitch.
Behind Sol were the previous tribal leaders. They followed Sol and witnessed the scene at this moment.
As they walked forward, the cheers became louder and louder, and many orcs poured into the streets, wanting to see the honor of the legendary leader of the tribe.
"I, Thor Draka, will lead the tribe to live a life that is no longer hungry or cold! I swear in the name of my ancestors!"
When he met the late Grom, the young Thor spoke out his dream with confidence.
That scene seemed like it happened yesterday, young Thor and old Grom, drinking low-quality ale and singing loudly.
Then they joined hands to unite the tribes scattered in the far north one after another. They established a unified tribe and walked out of the Hengduan Mountains with hope and confidence.
It is a pity that the good friend and mentor who accompanied me back then has passed away and fell in that land of hope.
The tribe has also reached its most critical moment. As the leader, Thor found himself suddenly getting old.
Although he was only in his early thirties, he was far from the age of despair among the orcs. But his heart was about to be crushed by the burden of shouldering the survival of the species.
"Thor!" A call seemed to come from the horizon. Sol stopped and raised his head to look into the sky.
The falling snow was still flying, but Thor seemed to hear the voice of his friend, Grom.
"Thor! You are the hope of the tribe, you are the greatest leader of the orcs! What you need to do is not to retreat or escape, but to lead the tribe forward! No matter what difficulties lie ahead, you must lead them firmly.
Go down! My friend, Thor, stay strong!"
Sol looked steadily at the sky. The voice ringing in his ears was so familiar, but yet so far away.
"You are right, my friend Grom, the hero of the tribe." Thor retracted his gaze to the sky. He looked around, and faces filled with reverence and hope were looking at him.
Thor closed his eyes and stood in the biting cold wind and snow.
Suddenly, Thor opened his eyes, and in his eyes, the orcs saw firmness and a trace of determination.
"For the sake of the tribe, Thor used all his strength and shouted towards the sky.
Countless orcs roared excitedly toward the sky.
Even the sky filled with blizzards seemed to be disturbed by the roar, revealing a long-lost feeling.
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