Chapter Twenty-Three: The Enslaved Dwarves
"Valuk, you said the price of the weapons the dwarves sold to us has risen again?"
The magnificent tribal base camp, the huge orc legion headquarters, the orc chief Bloodroar was sitting on a huge chair, listening to his logistics officer report on the supply situation in the rear.
In order to completely conquer the southern humans, Bloodroar is fully prepared for this large-scale war of aggression, and buys a large number of weapons from the dwarves in advance. However, the result of buying a large number of dwarven weapons and equipment is that the dwarves' weapons inventory is seriously insufficient, and the dwarves are scarce and expensive, and in just one month, the dwarven weapons dealer has raised the price three times, although according to the market supply and demand, such an increase in price is reasonable, but Bloodroar does not seem to be satisfied with the actions of his business partner.
"Yes, the price is now three times as high, and we are running out of gold, Great Chief. ”
Underneath the big tent, the orc officer Valuk was reporting the situation to the Great Chief Blood Roar in detail.
"Then don't buy it with gold anymore. ”
Inside the empty orc tent, the roar of blood like a beast is always full of intimidation.
"What do you mean?"
Startled by a roar of blood, Valuk looked at his boss in confusion.
"Send your men, capture them all, capture my foundry hall, and let them craft weapons and armor for us without conditions. ”
The Great Chief said.
Bloodroar is a violent and cunning orc, as can be seen from how he ascended to the position of the Great Chief and how he waged an all-out war against the Orcs, and this time, the brutal Great Chief came up with the idea of enslaving the dwarves and forging steel equipment for the orc army, although it was violent, but it did not surprise the orc officers below.
"Yes, Great Chief, I'll do it now. ”
When he was told a new mission, Valuk was to carry it out immediately, a habit that the orc officer had cultivated over the years.
"Wait, if you meet a disobedient dwarf?"
In order to test the behavioral ability of his subordinates, Blood Roar deliberately did not explain the details thoroughly this time to see if his most effective officers had their own style of doing things.
"Kill on the spot. ”
And Valuk's answer was firm, so Blood Roar nodded with a smile when he heard it.
War, sometimes all it takes is a word from those in power to change the fate of an entire population. Three days later, all the dwarven tribes living in the north were pulled to the Ingres mine, where the orc tribe's largest weapon casting base was located. From then on, the dwarves of the north began a dark slave life.
Midsummer, Chetsum.
"Abdul-Jabbar, how are you going to defend the city, and what would you do if you were the commander?"
In the magnificent castle of the inner city of Chessem, Tarens, who had fully trusted Jabbar, was standing in front of the sand table of the military command room, asking about this new friend whom he had just met a few days ago.
"It's a simple question, and I think we should take the initiative. ”
Abdul-Jabbar, who finally became an official and a half-job, can finally pretend to be forced at this moment, he is a modern person from the 21st century with a highly developed civilization, and the tactical arrangement of this cold weapon era is simply a piece of cake. However, as soon as the orc uncle Jabbar spoke, it caused the human officers on the scene to laugh unanimously. Even Tarens in front of him was silent, could he have said something wrong?
"Hey, what are you laughing at? I'm talking about something serious, what's so funny?"
In the face of the sudden laughter, Abdul-Jabbar tried his best to control the atmosphere present.
"Take the initiative? You treat us all as orcs? Orcs and humans fight differently, let me tell you, boy, orcs are stronger than us, and they are good at attacking but not defending. But we are human beings, we don't have the sturdy physique of orcs, so we need city walls, for thousands of years, we humans have used these huge stone walls to block waves of orcs attack, want to take the initiative, unless we have twice the army of orcs, but at this moment, do we have it? There are less than 10,000 soldiers in Chesem City, but the orcs outside the city seem to be 100,000, and they take the initiative to attack, I am afraid that they will all be killed before they can get out of the city gate. ”
In the face of Abdul-Jabbar's seemingly childish words, a human officer on the other side immediately stood up and explained.
"Hmm, old man, have you ever heard a saying that you know yourself and your opponent, and you will not be defeated in a hundred battles?"
Hearing the explanation of the human sergeant in front of him, Abdul-Jabbar smiled.
"I haven't heard of it. ”
"Then let me explain it to you, to put it simply, when you are fighting, you must understand yourself and your opponent. ”
Seeing that none of the human officers around him were laughing, Abdul-Jabbar stood in the center of the conference room and continued to explain.
"Know yourself, our army is an army of mortals, yes, we don't have strong physique and berserk fighting power, but we know this ourselves, and our enemies know it. Our enemies, the orcs, know that we will not be stupid enough to take the initiative to attack, so when we really want to go out of the city to take the initiative, our enemy will be unguarded, and in that way, we will have eight points of victory when we go out of the city to meet the enemy. ”
In the small castle conference room, as soon as Abdul-Jabbar's words came out, the human officers present suddenly fell silent.
"That makes sense, but how are we going to strike?"
Shocked by Abdul-Jabbar's words, the human officers present suddenly felt that the tactics said by the orc in front of them made some sense. And someone stood up directly and asked Abdul-Jabbar about his next step.
"Come, you see, there are six gates in the city of Chetsum, and in front of the main gate due north is an open plain, which is not suitable for ambush warfare. But outside the gates, southwest of the city of Chetham, there was a deserted woodland, and not far from the woodland was a swamp. ”
Abdul-Jabbar said, gathering everyone together and letting everyone look at where the tip of the sword was pointing.
"What do you think?"
Seeing Abdul-Jabbar set his sights on the area outside the southwest gates, Tarenz already understood, but he still wanted to hear Abdul-Jabbar explain the plan in more detail.
"My thoughts are not complicated, Chesem, as the most solid fortress of the southern human kingdom, has accepted a large number of refugees since the start of the orc war, although the orc army has besieged the city in the past half a month, and no refugees can pour in again, but the fact that there are a large number of refugees in the city is known to the orcs, so we use this pretense to send a team of soldiers to pretend to be refugees to flee out of the city, in that way, with the brutal nature of the orcs, we will definitely not let go of this team." Refugees', when the time comes, this group of soldiers will lead these orcs to the southwest of the woods, the orcs have poor eyesight at night, so we choose to act at night, so that the orc army chasing the human refugees will get lost in the forest, and then the archers will start shooting and drive the remaining orcs to the swamp and let the swamp mire swallow them. ”
"Phew, this is simply the best tactic I've heard. ”
Abdul-Jabbar finished explaining the ambush tactics, and the human sergeant who was still laughing at Abdul-Jabbar just now couldn't help but let out a heartfelt sigh.
In the middle of summer, one of the most thrilling battles since the Orc War is about to take place in Tyrmin just outside the city of Chetsum......