When human society was mobilized, the orcs were not idle either.
The contemporary orc emperor "Iron Fang" Iroh presided over a conference and summoned all the leaders of the orc tribes.
The conference was not held in the "Great Golden Tent", the capital of the Orc Empire, but in the wilderness outside the Great Golden Tent. Emperor Yiluo stood on a high platform, riding a chariot, majestic.
"Humanity is going to attack us." He said straight to the point, "It's not a small-scale attack like in the past, but we will do our best to mobilize all the troops they can mobilize, all the knights they can mobilize, and gather all their The allies they could muster, and all the gods they could muster, came to attack us.”
He spoke loudly, and his voice echoed in the wilderness, reaching the ears of every chief and echoing in their hearts.
"Well, they are coming. They are coming on a scale that has never been seen before. They are trying their best to kill them. I have estimated that there will be about... three million or more troops. If necessary, more troops can be added. Doubling it, or even doubling it on top of that, is not impossible.”
"So, are you scared?"
Many chiefs' faces changed. Some turned pale because they were frightened by the astonishing number; some turned red because they felt their courage was being insulted and were angry.
Emperor Yiluo did not give the chiefs a chance to speak and continued: "To be honest, when I first heard this number, I was really worried."
"Three million! Three million! What an astonishing number! Not to mention it could be six million, or even twelve million... Oh my God!" He shouted loudly, his voice full of distress. "With so many heads chopped off, I don't have enough money in the treasury to pay bonuses!"
The chiefs burst into laughter immediately, and the pale faces were no longer pale, and the flushed faces were no longer flushed. Even those who had been calm and composed before could not maintain their paralyzed calm, and they burst into laughter.
"Hey! Don't laugh! I'm serious!" Emperor Yiluo's face with many scars showed a serious and distressed look, "I'm really serious! A soldier's head counts One gold coin, an officer's head counts as ten gold coins, a knight's head counts as one hundred gold coins, a baron or viscount - assuming he is not a knight, then the head counts as three hundred gold coins, the head of an earl counts as one thousand gold coins, a marquis' head counts as one thousand gold coins , the heads of dukes and kings are worth ten thousand gold coins - everyone knows this rule, the market is like this, I can't take the opportunity to lower the price just because there is an overflow of goods. Old Iroh is not that kind of person. "
"Are you interested in calculating how much it is?"
Many chiefs closed their eyes or lowered their heads, silently calculating.
Unfortunately, the education level of the orcs is generally not high. They quickly become confused among the numbers and cannot calculate the results.
"I specifically found someone to figure it out. In the end, old Wilder told me that if I want to maintain my long-standing reputation for being disciplined and trustworthy, I will probably have to prepare more than 30 million gold coins!"
Emperor Yiluo shook his head, with a look of despair on his face: "Oh my god! Thirty million gold coins! After I got this number, I carefully checked the treasury twice. I wanted to pry open the floor to see if there was a copper coin. Stuffed inside, I only found... No, I can't say this, it would be too demoralizing."
"All in all, I'm bankrupt this time anyway." He spread his hands, looking helpless.
The chiefs laughed again, laughing so hard.
Unlike Yunero, the wise and wise previous emperor, Iroh is a veteran who has been slowly promoted from the army. He has never been dignified and has always appeared in front of everyone with a straightforward image, and this time is no exception.
It is probably unprecedented for an emperor to admit frankly that the treasury has no money.
"As everyone knows, Old Yiluo is a man of rules and credit, so I thought of a way." Yiluo said, "Although I can't default on the debt, I can owe it! Anyway, the treasury only has so much money, so meritorious service comes first. Yes, I will reward according to the rules. Those who have meritorious service come later... I'm sorry, His Majesty the Emperor is not a renegade, but I have no money to give you for the time being. Please wait a moment."
"In other words, if you still want to get rewards and benefits as before, you'd better hurry up after the war starts and don't procrastinate. Otherwise, I can only hope that your life span is long enough. I was able to find enough money to pay for your reward."
Amidst the laughter of the chiefs, Emperor Yiluo waved his hand to signal everyone to be quiet.
"Okay, the jokes are over, now let's get down to business - oh, the previous one wasn't a joke, I was serious."
The chiefs laughed again.
Iroh smiled slightly, then suddenly turned serious and shouted: "Brothers orcs, are you afraid of war?"
Subconsciously, all the chiefs shouted together: "Don't be afraid!"
"Yes, not afraid!" Iroh shouted, "We orcs have never been afraid of war. War is as normal to us as eating and sleeping. Fight humans, chop off their heads, get rewards, and win the favor of girls. Favoring, passing on the family lineage, and finally going to the palace of the gods—this is the way of life for us orcs, passed down from generation to generation from ancient times to modern times."
"We are not afraid of war, on the contrary, we like war, we love war! We orcs are warriors created by the gods to imitate their appearance. The meaning of our lives is to fight for the gods. Fight for them when we are alive and when we die. We will still fight for them after that, and we don’t need to worry about anything else except war!”
"I will not promise you anything, because I also want to participate in the battle. I want to put on armor, pick up weapons, lead the bravest warriors, rush to the battlefield, fight with all my strength, and kill as many enemies as possible. Use blood to dye my equipment beautiful bright red, use the enemy's heads to add new luster to my throne. Although I am old, I am still a warrior! My pursuit of honor and the heart of lively war will not lose to Any young man!”
"Those weak humans, those ants who have been crushed by us and taken care of since the day they were born, those who were driven away by us and fled everywhere, did not have the courage to wave our swords at us, and only dared to bully the weak maggots. This time they are Only when he was in a state of unconsciousness did he come to seek death and attack us!"
"We have been unable to eliminate them all this time because they run all over the ground, running faster than anything else. There are too many of them, and we can't catch them all, and we can't kill them all. They are just like mosquitoes in summer, buzzing. , so annoying."
"But this time, these ants, maggots, mosquitoes... they jumped out on their own, jumped in front of us, and jumped to our swords!"
"Then what are you waiting for?"
The old orc emperor showed a ferocious smile, raised his battle ax, and roared loudly: "Crush them!"
The roars and roars merged into one, rushed into the sky, and turned into slowly war clouds.