Chapter 616: Speechless

Stormstorm Fortress has been fending off the Elven Army's onslaught for almost a month, and this month has been extremely difficult for the Stormwind Army. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

The original 12,000-strong defenders lost more than half of them under the onslaught of the elven army, leaving an army of less than 5,000 men, and the walls were full of holes.

Every day, a large number of soldiers were carried down from the fortress, thanks to the Far East, which brought doctors and a large amount of medicine.

This allowed many wounded soldiers to save their lives, and the same food supply from the Far East kept the Storm Legion from running out of food.

"Those elven troops are too fierce, damnable, they are too outstanding in both attack and defense, not a level. ā€

"They are already living in a harsh environment, and their physical strength and perseverance are beyond normal people, plus they have the protection of elves, of course, they are powerful. ā€

"Speaking of which, those orcs should have the strength to fight them, but these orcs couldn't help and watched us die. ā€

The officers of the Storm Legion, who had managed to repel another wave of attacks from the elves, stood on the fortress tower and looked at the orc soldiers below the tower.

Although the orc army arrived in time and made a great contribution to resisting the attack of the elven army, if it weren't for their existence, Stormstorm Fortress would have fallen long ago.

But these orcs basically only defend and do not attack, unless the storm fortress is at a critical moment when it is about to fall, they will definitely not attack.

For example, now, the soldiers of the Storm Legion have just experienced a terrible battle, and they are all tired, and they just want to get a good night's sleep.

But the soldiers of the orc army were all sitting cross-legged at the bottom of the castle tower of Stormwind Fortress, holding card-like things in their hands and muttering words in their mouths.

"One against 8, ahem, pay attention to what I'm going to say, it's so nice to work with you, it's really too pleasant, you know what I mean, right?"

"Well, although I know what you mean, but I can't help it, I don't have the kind of cards you want, and it's not pleasant to work with you. ā€

"Cut, what kind of broken cards are you, forget it, it's empty, it's empty, four 10s, you lose, a total of three times, hurry up and give money to start the next game. ā€

"You two guys are playing the code, don't think I can't understand, this game is not a new one, and you must not play the code again." ā€

Orcs from different tribes hold the latest poker cards in their hands and play the newly popular poker game of "Fighting Lord".

They were all having fun in the sun, and weapons such as meteor hammers and axes were placed in the corner of the tower, yawning slowly.

"Lord Wolf, our Storm Legion has suffered heavy losses, can't you help, I'm afraid it will be difficult for us to resist the next wave of attacks!"

Amer angrily walked over and confronted a werewolf, her face was very ugly, and she was already trying to suppress her anger.

"Junko, alas, isn't this General Ai Moer, I didn't hear what you just said, can't you afford it? or I will continue to play cards. ā€

The werewolf officer, who was Wolfe, yawned slowly, and turned his head to ask Amer as he continued to fight the lord.

"You must send your soldiers to the head of the fortress to defend against the attacks of the elves, or we will not be able to resist any longer, and we will fall!"

Amer suppressed her anger, this group of orcs was too much, they hadn't fought seriously after coming to Stormstorm Fortress for so long.

"General Ai Mo'er, you've said similar things many times, but isn't Stormstorm Fortress a good place right now? Don't worry, we'll be fine with Stormwind Fortress, but Lord Duke has given us an order to make sure that Stormwind Fortress is not lost, and there will be no problems. ā€

Wolf smiled and waved his hand, not too concerned about the issue, for playing cards seemed to be more important to him now.

"Won't be a problem, it's hard to accept that my soldiers are dying on the top of the castle tower, and you are here to play and have fun!"

Amelle finally vented her dissatisfaction, not only her, but also the soldiers of the Storm Legion.

With the outbreak of Ai Mo'er this time, many legion soldiers also gathered around, and they all pointed at these orc soldiers and began to scold.

"Why are we working hard on the castle tower, but you are here to play a game of fighting lords?

"It's not fair, you have to go up to the castle tower to fight the elven army, we have more than half of the dead and wounded, but you have nothing to lose. ā€

"Are you bastards here to see our jokes? I knew none of you orcs were good, so damnable!"

The resentment in the hearts of the soldiers had been accumulating for a long time, and it was not until this moment that it completely broke out, and more and more people gathered around.

"What are you humans talking about? None of us are good? Look at me and teach you guys a good lesson!"

Sitting cross-legged playing cards with Wolfe, Wolf's cousin, the young patriarch of the Blood Wolf Clan, Iron Claw, was furious and immediately threw the cards and stood up.

"Alas, old cousin, don't be angry first, didn't the Duke often say that we should control anger, let's control anger, come out to do things to be reasonable, what does it look like to do things without agreeing with each other? We are reasonable, General Ai Moer, please allow me to ask you a few questions. ā€

Wolf grabbed his cousin Iron Claw, and calmly tried to reason with Amelle, whose temper was notoriously good among orcs.

"Ask questions? What more questions can you ask, hmph, I think you're here to make trouble in Stormstorm, right?"

Seeing her subordinates die every day, her mood has long been depressed to the extreme, if these orcs can take the initiative to help.

The number of casualties in the Storm Legion will definitely be greatly reduced, not less than 5,000 people left now, and everyone is very dissatisfied in their hearts.

"Let's have something to say, General Ai Moer, I Wolf understands your dissatisfaction, let's understand long live, but I have a few questions here and ask you to think about it, first, the elven army attacked Storm Fortress in order to go south to attack the royal capital and invade the territory of your empire, right? But what does this have to do with us orcs? They won't hit us in the Far East, right?"

"Second, in fact, we orcs have no obligation to sacrifice our lives for the safety of you humans, right? Your subordinates have suffered heavy casualties, and you can't bear it, but the lives of our orcs are also lives, do you want my brothers to go to the city tower to fill in their lives and help you defend the city?"

"Thirdly, speaking of which, you humans have never looked at us orcs squarely, right? Of course, except for the people of the Far East, those are our brothers, different from humans in other regions, General Ai Moer, you ask yourself, in the human gathering area of the empire, do you treat us orcs like monsters, and label us as barbaric and rude?"

"Fourth, the human expeditionary force has invaded the Far East many times, and there is still a feud with us orcs, you humans are stained with the blood of orcs, and you still want us to die for you, why is this?"

"Fifth, we also brought a lot of medicine and food, if it weren't for our orc brothers, how many people does General Ai Mo'er think you would have left?

Wolf threw out a few questions in one breath, leaving Amer speechless.