The story of the Guardians was no stranger to the soldiers of Augustus, and many of them had grown up listening to them.

But they didn't care at all, and after Blake's praise just now, they looked forward to the story even more.

It's as if a great emperor is telling them a story, a feeling they've never experienced before.

The elves and dwarves are also looking forward to it, and they don't know the story of the Guardians, but that doesn't stop them from continuing to enjoy it.

Blake's two long lines touched their hearts directly.

They were also soldiers, although they came from different countries, they were also very happy with Blake's praise, and they suddenly had more reverence and curiosity for this king of mankind.

Imagine a ruler who loves his family and is very responsible for what he needs to do, and who has a great respect for ordinary soldiers.

Who doesn't love such a ruler? Who doesn't love such a ruler?

The three emperors naturally felt the changes in the mood of all the soldiers in the theater, and Blake himself didn't expect that he was just showing another side of himself, and at the same time expressing his admiration for ordinary soldiers, and the effect received was so good?

Not only is the morale of his soldiers high, but he also has more respect for himself.

Even the soldiers of the other two countries have skyrocketed their senses, which makes Blake feel very interesting, and at the same time, he thinks that Josh's magic shadow is really incredible, if it is played with the Augustan Empire, you can imagine what the effect will be!

"Blake, your conduct is truly noble." Ilka stared intently at the giant screen, listening to Blake's lines, and finally couldn't help but say to Blake beside him.

"Blake, you're ahead of us, and it looks like I need to go back and appease my soldiers." Borot also smiled at Blake.

The two emperors naturally felt the change in the atmosphere in the theater, and I have to say that Blake is really amazing, the performance of this scene is very natural and real, without any artificiality.

This took their evaluation of Blake up a notch, and of course the way they remembered this kind of performance was incredible.

"Thank you both, let's move on."

"Of course, we were also interested in listening to a story told by an emperor."

........

The picture, as the word 'guardian' fell, everything seemed illusory, and when the picture was restored, the eagle was soaring in the sky, flying over the mountains and rivers, accompanied by the sometimes high-pitched and sometimes low-pitched accompaniment of the female voice, the eagle slowly flew over a small town.

In the middle tower of this town, a man is lying on it, and he is also humming this tune softly, which is different from the previous female voice, and the man's voice is more tough and rougher.

This accompaniment is Josh's accompaniment to a game he once played, and Josh likes that song very much, and the name is - The Legend of the Eagle Trainer.

And this song also made all the soldiers present feel as if a fresh breeze was blowing, and the melodious and magnificent style was the favorite of these soldiers.

The elves, in particular, like it even more, although they don't understand a word of the lyrics (Josh uses the original language), but this can't stop their love.

"What a great tune!"

"yes, I don't understand what I'm singing, but it's very good. Is it another language? ”

"Who knows? Well, watch the show quietly! ”

The elves whispered, but they were soon stopped by the look they were looking around.

They are also very unhappy not to discuss, what to discuss until they finish watching, this is the first time that such a performance mode has appeared, they are not willing to miss even a second, and they also have a feeling of witnessing history.

"It's another harvest season." The man lay lazily on the clock tower, looked at the busy crowd below and said with a smile.

This man was Bethria, an ordinary soldier on the frontier of the Augustan Empire.

Just like other ordinary soldiers, there is not much difference, although they are not lazy during training, but after training, they will rest themselves in various ways.

Gambling with your teammates, arguing with outside mercenaries in bars, and even getting into fights with others later.

This daily life is narrated, and this guy named Betlea is just an ordinary soldier.

All the soldiers present laughed unconsciously, as if they saw their own shadows, or saw the shadows of their own subordinates.

I think back then, they also came over like this, which directly resonated with them. Even elegant elves will sometimes be tired and lazy, and of course they won't fight with mercenaries in bars.

The joy of the harvest and the friendship between teammates made the soldiers look at it with relish, and all of this was so real, as if they were experiencing it themselves.

However, this image did not last long, as if inadvertently, the picture appeared inside a dilapidated fortress.

It's not that this fortress looks precarious, but all the orcs in this fortress are particularly powerless.

If the light and colors seemed so lively and bright before, now everyone present feels an oppressive atmosphere.

It's a strange feeling, and they don't know why it's happening.

Only the elves could have grasped the exact principle, but they had never experienced this change in light before, as if everything was taken for granted.

At this point, two orcs appear, one looks like the commander and the other looks like his deputy.

The names of both of them soon appeared around them as well - Commander of the Fortress, Commander Valdina, and Deputy Carlo Jol. Both orcs are characters from real history.

"Commander, we are now severely short of food, autumn was supposed to be the harvest season, but we basically have no harvest, and the best hunting grounds are also occupied by the nobles, we are now ......"

"Why is this happening, Carlo Jol? Didn't I already reduce my quota of food and distribute it to these soldiers? ”

"Yes, it's not enough."

In the picture, Carlo Jol's face is helpless, an army's biggest concern is that there is not enough food, and it is obvious that they have encountered such a problem.

Valdina frowned, this was not the news he was hoping for, if that was the case, they wouldn't be able to hold on at all.

"The support of the Empire...."

"Your Excellency, the situation in the imperial capital is very tense, I'm afraid they won't be able to take care of us."

"What the hell!"

Valdina slapped the wall hard, directly expelling cracks in the wallcloth.

The Orc Empire was mired in an endless power struggle after the previous generation of Lion Kings surpassed the Ninth Order, and the fortress they were in was just a border fortress, and it was normal for no one to care about them.

"What shall we do now, Your Excellency, Commander?" Seeing Valdina lost in thought, Carlo Jol could only remind him out loud.

"We...."

Valdina hesitated for a moment to say something, but then he suddenly saw a soldier patrolling not far in front of him fall to the ground, and he immediately ran over. After some examination, he found that the orc soldier was dead, and the most painful of all, starved to death!

"Hell! Why is this happening! ”

"Your Excellency, if we don't do something, I'm afraid all of us here will starve to death. This is the most humiliating way to die, and we would rather die on the battlefield! ”

Because of the death of a soldier, it attracted a lot of orc onlookers.

Kalojor's words also struck a deep chord with the orcs onlookers, who were now in the Frontier and no one was paying any attention to them. They are orcs, a fighting race that would rather die in battle than starve!

'Are we going to provoke a war?' ’

Looking at the soldiers around him and the young orc who died, Valdina had an inner monologue, but at this moment he had to make a choice.

He is the commander of the Empire, he is not a reckless man who only knows how to charge, he has a lot to think about.

The living environment of the orc empire has always had nothing to do with agriculture and animal husbandry, and these truths, including everyone in the field, understand that the law of the jungle is partly due to the fact that the rulers do not pay attention to it, or that they don't care about these low-level orcs at all.

The rulers let these underprivileges destroy themselves, so there is nothing they can do, and naturally there will be a lot of disgusting actions.

The camera lingers on Valdiner's face, especially on his dark gray eyes, and it seems that everyone can see its tangled and helpless.

After a long time, Valdina's face became extremely determined, and he stood up and said to the soldiers beside him: "Bury this child, someone else's crow has eaten his flesh." ”

Then he asked Kalojor in front of all the soldiers, "How many orc soldiers do we have now!" ”

"Report to the commander, we now have three hundred healthy soldiers."

"What about war slaves?"

"There were many war slaves, nearly a thousand."

"Bring them all! This time, we're here to survive. This time, we're going to fight hard! ”

Valdiner's face was serious, even though he was an orc, his courage and his determination moved all the soldiers present.

Yes, you have to work hard, if you don't work hard, I'm afraid that low-level soldiers like them won't be better than this autumn, let alone the cold winter!

Augustus's soldiers were more or less prejudiced against the orcs, although they couldn't change this phenomenon, but in just a few minutes, the Augustan soldiers had some admiration for these low-level orcs.

Even if they have hatred, but what is worthy of admiration should be admired, and this is the military.

In the picture, Carlo Jol took a deep breath and asked solemnly, "What is our goal?" ”

Valdina turned his head, he stared at the west, and at this moment all the orc soldiers also looked at the west, and he said slowly under a low soundtrack:

"Augustus!"