Chapter 575 Argument 1
Hearing what Chief Abal said, everyone in the tent burst out laughing.
"Okay, now that Callum has returned victoriously, it's time to discuss the business."
Abal looked at the young orc named Aru, "Well done, young man . I will reward your tribe with a hundred sheep, and I will reward you with thirty sheep and a horse."
The young orc Aru's eyes showed joy, and the chief bowed in greeting. , "Thank you, the king of the grassland, Chief Alba." The excitement was beyond words.
"Hahahaha! Go." Abar waved to him, and Aru exited the tent.
Now, those who stay here are all high-ranking people in the king's tent.
Alba's peaceful expression before disappeared, replaced by a solemn and cold expression.
"Eugene, tell me the news you brought back from the great forest."
"Yes, Chief."
An older orc responded. He was Eugene. Not long ago, he personally led a caravan to the forest to the west of the prairie to find his old friend Asoye, the chief of the forest orc Blood Ox tribe. " Reminiscing about the past."
"It's a pity..." Eugene's face looked a little lonely, "Asouye declined our invitation."
Before Eugene finished speaking, there was a sound in the big tent. There was a sound of indignation.
“Discourteous!”
“Disrespectful!”
"Great chief, send troops immediately to punish this old man."
Abal's generals rushed to express their opinions.
Alba waved his hand to silence them.
“Did you really reject it?” The warchief’s expression didn’t seem surprised. “The orcs in the forest have been separated from us for a long time, so it’s not surprising to make this choice.”
"Great Chief." An orc general with a ferocious scar on his face said: "The rats hiding in the forest have long forgotten their honor and their obligations to the king's tent. It must be because they are like those who also live in the forest. The human tribes have been together for a long time and have acquired their habits. They no longer deserve to be called orcs. ”
"Arroyo!" Eugene couldn't stand it anymore and scolded: "It's too much to evaluate one's compatriots like this, especially to evaluate Asoye like this, he is a hero."
"Compatriots ?" Arroyo said contemptuously: "We regard them as compatriots, do they regard us as compatriots? Well, since they don't want to be our compatriots, then they can become our slaves."
"Great Chief." Eugene ignored Arroyo and said directly to Abal: "Although Asoye is relatively resistant to us, his son, Gunther, secretly asked me to express his goodwill to you. ."
"Son? Hahaha!" Abal laughed, "What did this guy say?"
"He said that he admired the Zarge clan and Wang Zhang one day. Able to join the fight under your command.”
"Well, I understand." Abal touched his chin, thoughtfully.
“There is another good news.” Eugene said: “The expelled ‘prince’ of the dwarf stonemason clan, Emar Stonemason, is interested in accepting our help to regain what he has been deprived of. The right of inheritance."
"Oh? This is indeed good news." Abar became happy. "But our help is not without cost." "This is natural." Eugene also said with a smile: "He has promised that if we can help him regain the position of clan leader, he is willing to control the Stonemason clan's The passage is provided for us to use.”
“Oh!” Some people in the big tent were confused, and some were extremely excited.
"Well, with the passage of the dwarves, the tall and majestic Rocky Mountains will no longer be an obstacle to us." Abal's eyes were shining.
Callum asked doubtfully: "Warchief, do you want us to dig into the dwarves' caves?"
He knew that many orcs passed through the tunnels in the mountains with the acquiescence of the dwarves. Go and rob the humans south of the mountains to prevent human settlements from approaching the Rocky Mountains. However, it was impossible to transport a large army and the supplies it needed in this way.
“Hahaha, maybe you don’t know yet.” Abar replied: “There are many very wide valleys in the Rocky Mountains, and some of them are connected to each other, forming many roads that can pass through the Rocky Mountains. The natural passages are enough for an army to pass through unimpeded. The dwarves conceal information about these valleys because they are afraid of outsiders disturbing their lives. If they let outsiders enter their territory for some reason, they will deliberately lead them away. Going around in their tunnels, the light and darkness sometimes confuse outsiders, so that for thousands of years, most people thought that the Rocky Mountains were an impassable natural barrier."
" This...this...this..." After hearing what the great chief said, Callum was so surprised that he was speechless.
"If you say that, then the Aldo Kingdom's so-called Watcher Corps has become a joke. Enemies may appear from behind them at any time."
"Yes!" Arroyo exclaimed. He yelled, "But the premise is that we can control those passages, otherwise the dwarves will not take the initiative to provoke humans."
He had a feeling that a great revenge was about to be avenged. Thinking of the past hundreds of years, Arroyo was furious when the human Watcher Army suppressed the grassland orcs.
Abal said: "I think it will be realized soon. The key lies in when Emaar can make up his mind."
Eugene added: "He said that from humans Kingdom will contact us immediately after returning.”
Abal asked in confusion: "Why did he go to the human world?"
Eugene replied: "Imaar took on the job of a guide and led a human adventure team back to their home in the south of the mountains. Hometown."
"Tsk, greedy dwarf." After hearing this, Abal shook his head and turned to another orc.
"Aguirre, my child, tell me about the situation of humans in Gabeira."
"Yes, father." Aguirre - Abal's eldest son - Answered very respectfully.
"The conflict between the two princes of Gabera has almost become public. I estimate that they will start fighting soon. Then we will have a good show to watch. Of course, we will not just stay quietly and watch. "Oh? Which prince do you think will win?"
"Father, I am optimistic about the elder brother. He is the eldest son and his grandfather is the prime minister of the empire." , and there is the support of a large number of nobles..."
Aguirre continued to tell his views, but Abal's brain was occupied by a sudden thought - a circle of forces around him How come there are so many problem children?
The Blood Ox tribe in the forest is like this, the stonemason dwarves in the Rocky Mountains are like this, and the Gabela Empire in the southeast is like this.
Abal glanced at his son who was still talking.
Aguirre, my eldest son, don’t let your father down.
(End of this chapter)