On the sixteenth day after the arrival of reinforcements, as the old Griffin grew more and more frizzy in the face of heavy food consumption every day, the centaur rangers who patrolled the Rubble Wasteland every day finally discovered the traces of the Rodman Empire's army, which could easily have been left by the Campas on the wasteland with 800,000 troops.

Natsuzo, who attended a battle meeting as the Lord of the Gravel Wasteland, walked into this tattered military camp that he had built himself for the first time.

Laval's barracks tent, although a little old and uncertain, at least the animal skin with the yellow and turbid watermark is still intact and not ventilated on all sides.

By the time Xia Zuo arrived, the top brass of the Imperial Army of Campas had already taken their seats in an orderly manner, the two legions of the Tyrant Ape and the Rangers, and more than a dozen powerful fighters wearing the badges of the commanders of the divisions of the two armies.

The squadron leaders and squad leaders of Laval of the Lionheart were also seated, and although they were of lower rank, the strength of the Rhine made them eligible for the pre-war meeting.

The atmosphere in the big tent was solemn, and almost all of their faces were more or less angry.

"Okay, I think you all know the specific situation, now that everyone has arrived, let's talk about your opinions!" Laval's attitude was serious, and even his calm face was filled with a hint of anger, and after signaling Xia Zuo to sit down with his eyes, he gently tapped the rough table with the knuckles of his iron gloves, and his cold gaze swept over the faces of everyone present.

"Hmph! What else is there to think about in this kind of battle!" Lucas snorted coldly, his angry palm easily turning the heavy rough wooden table in front of him into powder, "Those damn humans, how dare they humiliate the warriors of Kampas! We're going to take advantage of the darkness of the night to take them by surprise and wipe out the filthy stuff in one fell swoop!"

Spit flew in his mouth, and Lucas was almost on the verge of rage, with a humiliating red light in his eyes, "Those filthy things, even if there are hundreds of thousands, even if there are only the Tyranny Ape Legion, they can all be eradicated in one fell swoop!"

"That's right! kill all the filth!" the Legion Leaders who were doing it almost all shouted angrily.

Xia Zuo, who looked casual in the corner, couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth, he really didn't expect the Titan Cult to do such a thing. The Rangers brought back the news. The thrill of a Campas warrior is absolutely incomparably powerful.

This time, if you look back, it can even be traced back to before the big war with Sarnia.

At that time, Xia Zuo wondered why someone in the Rodman Empire would buy orcs at a high price, the most worthless slaves.

And after Vegeta City flourished, the vast orc population, one of the main threats to the Rubble Wasteland, disappeared overnight. Old Griffin also sent people to patrol the wasteland. But there was never a trace of the orc tribe or migration.

But I didn't expect the disappearance brought back by the rangers this time. Among the 800,000 troops of Rodman and Campas, there were nearly half a million orc warriors.

For the honor-minded Kampas warriors, fight against the lowly half-orc warriors. It was enough to make them mad with anger from the humiliation.

Laval frowned slightly, his knuckles tapped the table a few times again, and the roaring and noisy tent suddenly fell silent, and Laval's cold gaze searched in the big tent, and finally settled on Xia Zuo's body, "Lord Xia Zuo, you are the only one here who has experience in fighting with orcs, tell me what you think!"

Although all the Campas and even humans know that the half-orcs are mean, dirty, lazy, cowardly, etc., but the only people who have really faced the half-orcs are the Munk living in the Gravel Wasteland, and the human villages around the Gravel Wasteland.

So for the noble warriors of the Campas, the orcs are just a filthy distant existence that should not be approached by them at all.

Xia Zuo nodded and stood up and said, "In the previous gravel wasteland, there has always been a saying about half-orcs, ten cowardly half-orcs dare to attack a powerful Kampas, but if ten thousand half-orcs are gathered, it will be a disaster for all the tribes in the wasteland!"

"Those filthy orcs are worthy of being compared to the noble Kampas," Lucas interjected coldly, glaring at Xia Zuo with a pair of eyes full of anger.

"Patriarch Lucas" Laval's eyes became colder and colder, and the voice in his mouth was also cold and solemn, "I said, Lord Xia Zuo will introduce it, I don't want to repeat this sentence a third time!"

Lucas sat down, Xia Zuo quietly pursed his lips, and then continued, "Although the orcs are mean, dirty, A cowardly race, but it is undeniable that their powerful flesh is not weaker than the Campas in terms of talent, but they are timid by nature, a single half-orc or a small number of half-orcs, and even in front of the Kampas, who are far fewer than them, do not dare to resist, but once they have a huge number, their companions will give the half-orcs an incomparable sense of security, and the half-orcs at this time will be able to exert the full strength of their powerful flesh!"

"It's just some lowly half-orcs, even if there are a lot of them, they are just some weak waste, in front of the powerful Kampas, they are not vulnerable at all" Lucas, who interjected coldly again, did not finish speaking, Laval's cold gaze projected over, and the powerful power that was only directed at him at that moment made Lucas's body tremble, and his face turned pale.

"Of course, what Patriarch Lucas said is not bad!" Xia Zuo shrugged his shoulders and chuckled, Lucas's words just now were also the thoughts of almost everyone present, even if it was a half-orc who fully exerted his own strength, what about being slaughtered in front of the legions of Kampas.

"But the most important point," Xia Zuo pouted slightly, "I have led my clan to fight with orcs a few times, and the last time I encountered a large-scale orc, there were orcs in the team who could use fighting spirit."

"Half-orcs can use Dou Qi, how is this possible?" Lucas blurted out in disbelief, all the strength of humans and orcs is because in addition to the characteristics of their own race, there is also the powerful power of Dou Qi.

I don't know if Lucas lost his voice, even Laval's brows were slightly wrinkled, if the cultivation method of Dou Qi was flooded among the orcs, it would be a very threatening thing for both humans and orcs.

"I don't want to believe it either, but it's a fact, the people of the Titan Cult don't know how to use to get those half-orcs who have become followers of the Titans to start cultivating Dou Qi, and this is already a year ago!"

After Xia Zuo's words, the originally noisy people were not in a hurry to express their position, the cultivation method of fighting qi had spread among the orcs for more than a year, although in a year's time, there would not be a strong warrior, but this matter itself was a great threat.

With a strong physique that is not weaker than that of the Campas, and at the same time possessing a reproductive ability comparable to that of humans, if they master the fighting spirit again, the orcs may break the current situation in the near future.

Laval nodded thoughtfully, he touched his chin, tilted his head to look at Xia Zuo and said, "Half-orcs have lived in the gravel wasteland for generations since ancient times, and since the fighting spirit has been spread in, it is impossible to retrieve it! Then kill them all! If there is no half-orc race, then there is naturally no unnecessary trouble!"

Laval's faint words made the hearts of everyone present, including Xia Zuo, tremble slightly.

There are definitely no less than a million orcs scattered in the Gravel Wasteland, and this huge base of races walks all over the Gravel Wasteland, and Laval now pronounces the fate of these millions of creatures with a casual word, as if he had killed a few chickens and ducks.

Because of the Saiyan bloodline, Xia Zuo thinks that he is not a good person, once the tyrannical and bloodthirsty nature of the bloodline is stimulated, he will immediately kill decisively and mercilessly, but he can't do what Laval is like now, completely treating living beings like ants.

Pursing his lips lightly, Laval said coldly, "After this battle, all the tribes and tribes around the Gravel Wasteland will be ordered to encircle and suppress the half-orcs of the wasteland with all their might, and I will not allow any of those filthy creatures to survive!"

"Yes!!Commander Laval!" The leaders of several tribes, the Munk tribe leaders bordering the Gravel Wasteland, stood straight in response, their bodies instantly filled with a faint red killing intent.

"Captain Kohan, the Ranger Scout must closely monitor every move of Rodman's army, and any of their movements must appear clearly in front of my eyes!" Laval solemnly and coldly arranged, "Patriarch Lucas, the Tyrant Ape Legion and the Ranger Legion, must always be ready for battle, after the enemy is within a hundred miles of us, we will launch a general attack directly on the enemy in the wasteland!"

"Yes, Commander Laval!" Lucas and Cohan stood up at the same time, bowing slightly to Laval.

"Lord Xia Zuo!" Laval called Xia Zuo's name coldly, which made Xia Zuo stunned, facing that calm gaze, Xia Zuo couldn't help but feel worried in his heart, "I don't care what the financial situation of Vegeta City is, but from today onwards, the daily grain and grass must be doubled, if the warriors can't even eat their stomachs, where will they have the strength to fight!"

"Vegeta, do your best!" Xia Zuo replied in a sonorous voice, as if Laval was also a little unbearable with the food that old Griffin had recently provided.

Now that Laval has specified the general direction, all that remains to be discussed is the details that enrich the framework, such as when to attack, where to fight, and how to coordinate the formations of the various divisions. (To be continued......)

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