"Why would the orcs listen to your orders?" Lothar was shocked!
[Situ Yanpo] shook his head and smiled evilly: "The peons are originally slaves among the orcs who have no human rights. Because they are weak and cannot be warriors, they are either abandoned by the tribe, or they are only responsible for doing the most menial jobs. They do not obey anyone's orders.
Listen? Once their clan is destroyed, it is still a question whether they will have a new master to accept them. Many times the victors find it troublesome and even let the wargs eat them."
Well, they work harder than cows, eat less than dogs, and no one buries them when they die. This is the portrayal of orcs' hard work.
In fact, the reason why Gul'dan became the second and fifth son of the orcs was because he was too weak in his early years and was abandoned by his tribe. He didn't want to be a hard worker, and he hated the whole orc tribe's style of worshiping muscles, so he joined the demon boss Jiejiegan.
(Kil'jaeden).
Fresten: "Before our ship arrives, Lord Lothar, you can use these orcs as you wish, and it doesn't matter if you kill them."
The fate of these orc drudges has undergone strange changes.
Lothar tried out more than a hundred orcs, especially throwing them away to build the outermost defense line.
These orcs listened to the simple orc commands given by the human supervisors such as 'move this' and 'transport it there', and never compromised in their work.
It's amazing. When a group of orcs attacked, these peons screamed in panic one by one. Not counting the fact that they looked like women, they immediately ran to the human camp without any intention of returning to the embrace of their tribesmen.
It would be fine if they were not allowed to enter the camp. They all huddled at the gate of the camp with their heads clasped in defense, not going anywhere and not daring to attack the defense line.
"This..." Lothar was shocked.
Later, when he saw all the hard workers squatting in a pit to go to the toilet, Lothar finally understood.
Ah! My cat is pretty much the same. It’s probably because the eggs are so abundant that I need to cut them off to cure them permanently!
Lothar thought twice and called someone: "Grian Stallman! I want to give your Western Wilderness Volunteer Army a task..."
Historically, Grian, who worked his way up to the rank of marshal, felt that his outlook on life had been shattered. His militiamen were not very effective in combat and were not regarded as the main force. He knew this, but as a slave-catching team, this was a bit strange.
.
He couldn't help but be picky.
On this day, 'reinforcements' from Lordaeron's major nobles arrived.
These teams of adventurers affiliated with the names of major nobles are like locusts. They use a variety of weapons and have no organization and discipline. The only thing they have in common is that they all prepare their horses. Even the old horses are as bad as donkeys.
There are horses.
They looked like thieves, in small groups, screaming strangely and rushing out of the camp gate.
Every day someone comes back with a large group of orc captives.
Some people died on the battlefield and even became food for wolf warriors.
However, the gold coins delivered by Fresten on the spot stimulated everyone's nerves.
10 hard labor is worth one gold coin, and many farmers may not be able to save this amount of money after working all their lives.
Not only did the Duke of Stratholme recruit people, but the major Lordaeron nobles also sent professional gladiator evaluators to evaluate the captured orc warriors.
The most awesome one sold 100 gold coins on the spot, causing a sensation in the whole audience.
With adventurers, there is naturally a corresponding industry. Many blacksmiths come from the Northern Continent to provide repair services for adventurers. Then there are those who do logistics, those who sell slave-catching anesthetics, and those who provide special services.
Anyway, there was a temporary camp of more than 20,000 people in the northwest of Goldsmith Town, and it was extremely lively.
These guys are like locusts, harvesting any lone orcs within 100 kilometers east of Goldshire. As a result, the orcs with less than thirty people dare not leave the camp, because in minutes they will fall from a pile of burnt withered corpses.
Hundreds of humans jumped out from behind the tree trunks, shouting "surrender without killing" in the orc language, and rushed up with nooses and other things, grinning evilly.
Unfortunately, the orcs couldn't keep up with the logistics, so the number of orc troops they killed was limited.
In the past ten days, humans have really bucked the trend and suppressed the orcs, which is very lively.
Unknowingly, the painting style of this war is a bit distorted...
Lothar wished these adventurers could capture all the millions of orcs.
While Lothar sighed, 'The money's ability is so terrifying!', he took the time to train new recruits and set up defense lines.
Of course he hoped that Orgrim, who was in charge of the orcs, would just burp his ass. At the same time, as a rational commander, he knew that he should prepare for the worst in everything.
For example, the losses of the Trident troops were very serious.
In exchange for a chance to breathe, the soldiers of Trident are always at the front. The most elite infantry now has less than 500 people left.
Lothar asked if there were other Trident soldiers to support him, and [Zhuo Xiao]'s answer made him confused.
"Yes, there is, but there is no need to think about it in the short term."
[Zhuoxiao] I have known from the system a long time ago that at least there will be no reinforcements at this time.
If the sand sculpture player is not allowed to resurrect, his power will be reduced by at least 70%.
Although they have the combat experience bonus from the previous world and are very powerful in combat, they can't hold players back from wandering into the sky!
For example, over there, [Junchen Tianya] laughed, patted his butt, and shouted in orc language at the camp gate: "Come on! Come out if you have the ability! I'll give it to you when you come out, hehehe!"
As a top-level dirty god with an aura of ridicule, [Junchen Tianya] is undoubtedly successful in luring enemies.
More than 300 orcs were lured out and all were wiped out by the players.
Catch them, kill them.
As a price, [Junchen Tianya] was thrown a "touching" flying ax by an angry orc before he died, and his butt turned into four petals on the spot.
This can be regarded as asking for benevolence and getting benevolence, and asking for hey and hey.
Originally, this guy could still be saved, but when the stretcher was carried to the camp gate, [Qingmei Luyu] who was carrying the stretcher behind him couldn't help but laugh. Unintentionally, his hand shook, and [Junchen] fell to the side of the camp gate.
In the pit, he was stabbed to death by the wooden thorns in the pit.
Well, we are all professionals and we generally don’t laugh unless we can’t help it.
"Hahahahaha!" The heartless sand sculpture players laughed together.
Such a weird way to die.
Not to mention Lothar, even the boss of [Zhuo Xiao] was speechless.
Fortunately, this is a cloned body, and there will be a chance to be resurrected in the future, otherwise this would be a shame to the players.
On the 25th day after the arrival of the Trident Legion, the battle situation changed again.
The behavior of the orcs on the opposite side suddenly changed, becoming rigorous and oppressive again.
In contrast to the past strategy of attacking clans one by one, this time, the orcs advanced in parallel from east to west, setting up three camps in the north, middle and south every 5 kilometers.
Although the clan is still used as a unit, this almost company-like warfare method makes all the adventurer harassment useless.
Almost the entire grain road is surrounded by camps. How do you cut off the grain road?
"Orgrim...?" Anduin Lothar looked to the east. In the dark, he smelled the smell of his old enemy.
