"Hahahahaha!" Hearing the embarrassment his elder brother endured on the battlefield, Snorri couldn't help laughing loudly. He turned behind Gnom and lifted up his cloak, but his elder brother stretched out his hand to suppress him. p>
"Don't look! I didn't get shot behind me! Your eldest brother and I have always been at the front! It's the people in the back who will suffer."
Almost all armies charge with elites in front and ordinary soldiers following behind. Therefore, those who fall behind are ordinary dwarf warriors. Their ordinary plate armor is less capable of resisting one's own fire and suffers more injuries. p>
Snorri stopped laughing when he looked at his elder brother's malicious eyes, which also explained something he found strange - many injured tribesmen were lying on the bed.
"In that battle, my men suffered a lot of losses. Although there were not many killed, there were dozens who needed bed rest. More importantly, morale was greatly affected, and I could only enter a stalemate with the orcs on the mountain again.
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Gnom took another sip of wine, "You know what happened next. The miners reported traces of rat men, so I rushed back to Karaz-a-Karak to recruit people."
After listening to his eldest brother's entrepreneurial history, Snorri couldn't help but feel a little sad. Although Gnom's tone was calm and relaxed after he had achieved something, he knew that there was a lot of difficulty hidden in it.
"Let's go, don't blow the wind here! Let's go back to the conference room and wait for news!" After getting off the watchtower, the brothers visited the outpost again.
Snorri found that although this outpost was not big, it had all the internal organs.
In addition to the necessary buildings such as canteens, dormitories, and sentries, there are also clearly designated armories and granaries, as well as a blacksmith shop that can simply repair weapons and produce bows, arrows, and musket ammunition. Snorri also discovered a
A forge where meteoric iron ore is roughly refined.
Watching Brother Gnom methodically arrange windproof cloaks for the sentries, comfort the wounded, organize soldier training and mediate minor disputes, Snorri realized that he still had a lot to learn before becoming a qualified leader.
The real war is not won by just coming up with a clever plan and smashing a few heads in front of the battlefield.
Two days later, in the city of Karak-Wane on the mountain, several greenskins gathered together in the central hall.
Greenskins are the collective name for the orc tribe, goblins and grts. They are the embodiment of wildness, have bad tempers, and live primitive lives. Their only goal in life is war. If there are no external enemies, the greenskins will inflict violence on their companions. p>
Every once in a while, a powerful greenskin military leader will unify the greenskin tribe and launch a large-scale external attack called waaagh.
The name "waaagh" comes from a simulation of the greenskin war cry. When it erupts, the rampaging orcs, goblins and grts will destroy everything in their path, leaving only pure chaos.
Orcs are tall, burly, and extremely aggressive. They will continue to grow throughout their lives, and their skin color gradually becomes darker with age. They are the main force of the greenskin army.
Goblins are much smaller than orcs, but they possess cruelty and cunning that their larger kin lack.
Goblins are good at technological engineering, and the greenskins' designs are simple but effective. Although their war machines look very crude and primitive, they are very destructive in use.
Grots are the smallest members of greenskin society. They are weak and stupid, and their role in the war is negligible.
There are two variants of orcs and goblins each. Let’s introduce them after our protagonist meets them.
The middle of the hall was originally the throne of the dwarf lord, but now it has been decorated in a green leather style. The seat is covered with a bipedal dragon skin and filled with various totem poles. The chaos reveals a wild nature. Sitting on the chair is a tall orc war general. He looks so powerful. Even sitting down can give people a lot of pressure. However, his left hand, which is hung up by a bandage, destroys this beauty of power.<
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Since greenskins advocate violence, most warband leaders are strong orcs. Only a few goblins can successfully rise to power by relying on their own strength or through trickery, but every successful one will also be a thorny enemy. p>
The Pot-Belly King Gulu mentioned earlier is a goblin. He ate a piece of troll meat during an eating contest. Since trolls have extremely fast regeneration speed, it stands to reason that he would be strangled to death.
However, due to the miraculous adaptability of Gulu's body, his digestive ability caught up with the regeneration speed of troll meat. Although his belly was stretched very large, it did not explode after all. The large amount of nutrients provided by this troll meat
, his body size continues to grow.
Relying on a physique comparable to that of an orc, strange car building and driving skills, and some intrigues, he eventually grew into a legendary green-skinned warlord.
"Hurry up and make up your mind! Boss Fierce Axe! We won't be able to leave if we delay for a while!" A goblin sitting on the left side of the orc war general spoke,
It can be seen from his patterned cloak and the staff in his hand that he is a goblin shaman.
The greenskins also have spellcasters, and they can cast waaagh magic by invoking their own gods - Brother Go and Brother Mao.
Both orcs and goblins have the potential to become spellcasters, but due to population base and intelligence, goblin spellcasters are more common.
In the green-skin mythology, Brother Go represents the rough side, and Brother Mao represents the cunning side, but this is not absolute. Brother Go can be both rough and cunning, and Brother Mao can also be both cunning and rough.
"Yes, boss, a few days ago my wolf cavalry reported that there were more and more short stacks at the foot of the mountain! This time there were more than a hundred tin cans! The turtle shells on those guys are big and strong except for you and your subordinates.
Only the charging War Pig Boy can break through the big guys!"
The speaker was another goblin leader. He was sitting under the shaman and had a lower status. "My men, whether they are chopping or shooting, can't do anything to them!"
Boss Lieaxe smashed the stone handle of the chair with his right hand and was about to speak when a tall orc sitting on his right suddenly spoke. "Boss, I think we need to turn around!"
"What? Brother, what did you tell me when we started the army? How come you are so scared now?" The boss roared.
"Listen to my explanation. There are more and more rats underground now. I took my boys to fight with them a few times. Although they were dried up, they polluted our mushroom fields. Now the food shortage is getting bigger and bigger.
It’s getting bigger! The boys are not obedient enough and are causing trouble everywhere!”
Seeing the boss's expression becoming more and more unkind, the orc captain gritted his teeth and continued, "There are a few big guys who say you are not waaagh enough, you are not good enough to fight, and you are not worthy of being our boss!"
With a sound of "Bang!", Boss Lieaxe stood up from his chair.
He swung the ax in a circle with his right hand: "Gather the boys together! I'm going to show them in a chaotic fight that the boss of An Lie Ax is still the biggest and strongest greenskin here!"
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