"Hahahaha!" Hearing the embarrassment his elder brother endured on the battlefield, Snorri couldn't help laughing loudly. He turned behind Gnom and lifted his cloak, but his elder brother stretched out his hand to suppress him.
"Don't look! I didn't get shot behind me! Your eldest brother, I'm always 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 their own fire and suffers more injuries.
Snorri stopped laughing when he looked at his elder brother's malicious eyes, which also explained one thing that he originally 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 into a stalemate with the orcs on the mountain again. .”
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 achieving something, he knew that there was a lot of difficulty hidden in it.
"Let's go, stop blowing 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 was well-equipped for its small size.
In addition to the necessary buildings such as canteens, dormitories, and sentries, there are also clearly designated armories and granaries, as well as blacksmith shops that can simply repair weapons and produce bows, arrows, and musket ammunition. Snorri also discovered a forge where meteorite was crudely refined.
Seeing Brother Gnom methodically arranging windproof cloaks for the sentries, condolences to the wounded, organizing soldier training and mediating 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 as well as goblins and grts. They are wild incarnations, with bad tempers and primitive lives. Their only goal in life is war. If there are no external enemies, the greenskins will inflict violence on their companions.
Every once in a while, a powerful greenskin military leader will unify the greenskin tribes and launch a large-scale external attack called waaagh.
The name "waaagh" comes from a simulation of the greenskin war cry. In their outbursts, raging orcs, goblins, and grts destroy everything in their path. Only pure chaos remains.
Orcs are tall, muscular, and extremely aggressive. They continue to grow throughout their lives, and their skin color gradually darkens with age. They are the main force of the greenskin army.
Goblins are much smaller than orcs, but they possess a 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, and we will 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-skin style. The seat was covered with a wyvern skin and filled with various totem poles. The chaos revealed a wild nature.
Sitting on the chair was a tall orc warrior. He looked so powerful, even sitting down could give people a lot of pressure. However, his left hand, which was hung up by a bandage, destroyed this beauty of power.
Since the 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 machinations, but every successful person will also be a thorny enemy.
The pot-belly king Gulu mentioned earlier is a goblin. He ate a piece of troll meat during an eating competition. Since trolls have extremely fast regeneration speed, it stands to reason that he will be strangled to death.
However, due to the miraculous adaptability of Gulu's body, his digestion ability caught up with the regeneration speed of troll meat. Although his belly was stretched greatly, it did not explode after all. He continued to grow in size thanks to the vast amounts of nutrients provided by the troll meat.
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! If we delay for a few more days, we won't be able to leave!" A goblin sitting on the left side of the orc war general said,
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 be both cunning and rough.
"Yes, boss, a few days ago my wolf cavalry reported that there were more and more low piles 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 men. Only the charging War Pig Boy can break through these big guys!"
The speaker was another goblin leader, who was sitting below the shaman and had a lower status. "My men, whether they are chopping or shooting, can't do anything to them!"
Boss Fierce Ax 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 move in!"
"What? Brother, what did you tell me when we started the army? Why have you given up just now?" The boss roared.
"Listen to my explanation. There are more and more rats underground. 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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