On April 15th, it was another sunny morning.

Pedi was woken up by the chime of the magic clock, and his half-squinted eyes looked at the clock on the wall, it was already seven o'clock in the morning, the last time he wanted to face it every day.

In desperation, he rang the bell at the bedside.

By the time Paddy had washed up and gone downstairs with the help of the servants, Grand Duke Nick had already gone out, Phyllis was already learning a new knowledge of magic under the guidance of her mentor, and Penny was learning embroidery in the side hall.

It all gave Pedi a sense of home, and he loved it.

The daily knightly training began at half past seven in the morning and lasted until half past eight, and after each noble knight instructor left, he would warn his students that unless they were too old to wield a sword, or if there was something more important than that, the daily knightly training must be completed consistently.

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In the northwest of the Alan Continent, in the hall of the patriarch of the two-headed clan, one of the three major clans of the orc clan, the smell of meat and wine filled the entire hall.

The old Great Chief of the Two-Headed Clan, Batu, lay lazily on his chieftain's bench, the wrinkles on his face piled up like cypress bark, the teeth on both sides of his mouth blackened, and his hair and beard almost white.

Chief Batu stared at the glass in his hand, which was filled with fermented milk wine, but his mind was clearly not on it, his eyes were blank, and he didn't move from the moment it was filled.

Clearly, he was thinking about something extremely important.

To the left and right of Chief Batu were Shi Kan, the young chief of the Northern Clan, and Ai Zeman, the chief of the Maple Frost Clan, who sat on the same steps as Batu.

Below the three chiefs were the overseers of the three clans, the priests, and the staff of the three chiefs, who were now drinking milk wine and not even saying a word to each other, and the atmosphere was dull.

The orc generals farther afield were very open, eating barbecue unscrupulously, eating greasy mouths, gulping milk wine, drinking heartily, and then boasting about their performances on the battlefield and in the gladiatorial arena.

"How's the negotiation with the goblins going?"

As if he had figured something out, Chief Batu gulped down all the milk wine in his glass, and then squinted as he asked, the five pairs of silver rings that circled the long beard on his chest rang out as he spoke.

"It's nearing the end. An orc overseer, also old, replied, most of his face covered in reddened wounds, from the spells of the human mages when he was a young man attacking the fortress of Anku, and the left eye of the burned area would follow and jump when he spoke, which was very strange.

Batu's half-squinted eyes suddenly opened, his old body leaned forward slightly, leaning back on the arm of the chair, he stared at his old Overseer with a pair of eyes that seemed to see everything, and asked, "So, tell me what the greedy goblins have put forward, Overseer Khalikhan." ”

Old Overseer Harry Khan wiped his greasy hands with a strip of black cloth and was silent for a few seconds before saying, "Twenty percent of the gold mines of the entire orc tribe, as well as exemption from commodity taxes and trade taxes for ten years. ”

"This can't be!" exclaimed an orc priest sitting on the ground across from him, "Trade and commodity taxes are our biggest revenues, and if they are exempted, they will give up the economic lifeline of our entire tribe to the goblins in disguise, and in ten years, not to mention two percent, nine out of ten gold mines are owned by goblins." ”

Batu's chief of staff, Duo Kun, immediately said: "If we agree to the goblins' conditions, the entire fleet of one of their princes will serve us, and help us build an ocean-going supply line for free!"

"The beast gods are above, and the goblins are more cunning than you can imagine, Great Chief—" the priest stood up, he looked at Chief Batuu, "The greedy goblins want our warriors to charge for them. ”

"It only takes a few months for us to gain access to a large area of fertile land in the eastern part of the continent, and at that time, everything will be up to us. Overseer Khalikhan was confident.

"You've been saying this for decades, my friend, and you've been confident every time, and you, and I, have died for decades, and you, and I—" Repu Priest shook his head and didn't continue, "We must prioritize the living space of the tribe, not think about those illusory things. ”

Batu nodded slightly when he heard this, then looked at the lively scene of the young generals in the distance, and asked softly, "Chief Shikan, what do you think?"

Chief Shikan, the Great Chief of the Northern Clan, he was the most conspicuous in the entire stone hall, because his size and height were half that of ordinary orcs, and he sat there like a small mountain.

He not only has endless force and courage, but also has extraordinary wisdom, in just three years, Chief Shikan ended the northern clan that had been fighting for more than two hundred years, unified the entire northern clan half a year ago, and became the third great chief of the orc tribe two months ago under the witness of the other two big chiefs.

The Great Chief of Shikan looked down at everyone in the hall and said, "War is like gambling, if you want to win, you have to gamble, and the more you bet, the more benefits you will gain. ”

"But we've lost the bet for three hundred years, honorable Great Chief Shikan. Priest Repu said.

Shi Kan stared at Repu with a pair of big eyes like a giant beast, and said in a voice like rolling thunder: "Even if you lose another three hundred years, what's the matter?"

"Yes, the orc warriors can overcome even the toughest conditions!" shouted Halihan.

Grand Chief Azeman also spoke, his tone resolute, "We need the courage to break through the cauldron, and the Beast God will bless his people." ”

"In that case..."Batu had already made up his mind, he put down his glass and settled, "Everyone..."

"Let our warriors prepare, and when the snow near the Black Mountain Pass has melted and the sheep have given birth to lambs, the troops of all ethnic groups must go to the foot of the Ankro Mountain near the Black Mountain Pass as quickly as possible to assemble. ”

"The Great Chief..."

Batu stared at Repu, his face was resolute and inviolable, "Repu Priest, the beast god will bless us, now, start counting our war supplies, this time, I will fight a big war with humans!"

Repu's sacrificial mouth opened slightly, and then he sighed secretly and responded, "Yes, Great Chief"

"Overseer Khalihan, you can contact the goblins now, promise them all the conditions, and tell them that I will need their fleet in mid-May. Batu stared at Khalikhan.

After that, he looked at Repu again, "Priest, contact the barbarians in the wild mountains, they have taken so many benefits from us over the years, and tell them that it is time to fulfill the duties of allies." ”

"Yes, Grand Chief. Rep nodded.

"Everyone!" Batu stood up, and the stone ridge and Azerman beside him also stood up, "victory belongs to the orcs in the end, and glory will come to you." ”