Chapter 499: The longest emergency meeting

The patriarchs, chiefs, nose mans, and sticks here are all half-orcs elites, and they belong to the top leaders of the ruling class's food chain.
They all know clearly: "Now that the entire half-orc race is facing a life-and-death life-and-death life and death, the human race of Nyan, under the leadership of Lorraine, swept away the previous situation, just like a Sailor Moon. In a blink of an eye She completed a gorgeous transformation in an instant. From a young girl who couldn't help but turned into a grade hooligan in an instant, she was also a grade hooligan armed to the teeth.
Facing the army led by Lorraine to revenge fiercely, every half-orc knows: This Sir Alex is not a good person, they are here to avenge their revenge.
When they passed by, there must be a piece of scorched earth and thick smoke that skyrocketed.
At this critical moment concerning the survival of the Orc race. Not to mention these high-ranking, well-informed leaders, even those little orcs with bare bottoms know what to do.
It's like saying something like, "Sincerely united," and so on, and then called on everyone to join together, hug in a group, and concentrate their strength to fight against Lorraine's army.
Although the prairie is vast, it is impossible for them to take a step back.
because
Behind them are the stars
Only everyone united tightly and fought fiercely with Lorraine.
For this battle, everyone is completely free to sacrifice, and use the blood and life of half-orcs to defend the dignity of the race.
Only through this war can he be defeated. Only then can the so-called imperial of war understand the determination of the half-orcs to defend their freedom and independence.
We all unite and drive the invader out of the prairie, so that the evil empire will not dare to set foot on the prairie for a hundred years.
Logically, it's impossible for these big guys not to know something that such a petty kid knows.
But now, at this extremely urgent moment, a group of big orcs gathered together. It should be to open the Xiangtang together, cut the chicken heads, and burn the yellow paper. Then they pierced their fingers together, dripped into the wine, and then knocked their heads together. Come on. I yelled a few words, "Don’t ask to be born in the same year, the same month and the same day. But ask to die in the same year, the same month and the same day, or something, and finally drank the bowl of rice wine together.
When I get up. Just like the "three brothers in the Peach Garden", everyone can also call it "Xingxing Lake Thirteen Taibao Great Resignation, or something, come with a resounding name."
Maybe after defeating Lorraine, everyone can be famous forever.
After three to five thousand years, as long as you mention the reputation of the original half-orcs, there are bards who can sing a broken erhu upstairs and sing a song like "Rolling stars in the lake, the waves scouring out the heroes..."
But now, even though these big bosses are gathered together, they all know that they are at this moment of life and death. What should I do.
But they did not come up with a positive plan for the battle. Instead, they all sat together, drank tea and fell asleep, killing time.
The only sound in the big tent was the sound of the big guy frowning and fart.
The reason why these uncles here can be regarded as big brothers, riding on the heads of the half-orcs, is not because they have a good father. Of course, it cannot be denied. This is only one of the important reasons, but it is not the main reason.
The main reason is that they are all smart people, just like outstanding farmer entrepreneurs, bankers, and Mr. Huang Shiren. They are all very calculating and sophisticated.
These guys are not only good at taking advantage of favorable conditions. Scooping things into his pockets, occupying other people's property, trying to force their daughter to be her own mistress.
And they are also good at taking advantage of unfavorable conditions and easily transform them into favorable conditions for themselves. It's like a war treasure. Or during various natural disasters. Call on the people to donate enthusiastically, and then from the middle to fill their pockets greatly.
Sometimes, if it is really profitable, they will even deliberately create some kind of disaster and then blood from the people.
And now, Lorraine led an army to fight over, although for ordinary half-orcs, it was definitely a huge disaster. But for these uncles, it is a good opportunity to come here.
Everyone can make a fortune from the middle again.
Yu Yu said the life and death of the people?
Please!
What's the matter with those masters?
Furthermore, if those ordinary people have a good life, don't worry about eating and drinking, and start playing spiritual pursuits, how can they use material and money to lure their beautiful daughters into missteps?
How can those young and beautiful girls be willing to be their mistresses and juniors for the tens of thousands of dollars or a house?
Everyone is sitting here without saying a word. In a sense, it's a nature to quarrel with the vegetable seller for a long time for the sake of a dime when going to the vegetable market to sell vegetables.
These clan chiefs here are all powerful figures. It’s okay to eat every day. Except for soaking the mistress and taking the mistress, although the rest of the time is not much, all I do is intrigue.
For them, even if they are making a gesture, fart is a deep political reason behind it.
In the history of Orcs, there has been this
A half-orc general put a fart disrespectfully in front of the patriarch. The patriarch immediately noticed from his sensitive political sense that he was disrespectful in his heart. Disrespect is to have other ideas. If you have an idea, you don't need to mention other things, you just want to rebel.
As a result, the patriarch was vigorous and resolute. He arrested the general on the spot, ransacked his house and wiped out his house. As expected, he found a terrorist organization that wanted to subvert the patriarch’s rule.
There is such a case, in the "blood case caused by a fart", the common people just treat it as a case, and listen to the jokes. Just remember not to fart in front of the patriarch.
However, a group of patriarchs stood on a political level and deeply understood this matter.
All their words and deeds have been given political sensitivity.
Although everyone doesn't say anything about it, the more you swear, the more you care about these things.
Just like King Hong Tian, ​​after Brother Xiuquan became the boss, even flirting with Xiaosan must be highly political. To this end, his old man also specially compiled great and excellent works including "Ten should be beaten. Many, many, etc., harem introductory poems, etc., but also applied high-tech to those harem juniors. Means, systematization, digitalization, etc. for management.
Now, even though the half-orcs are more sloppy than the Hongtian King, they haven't read the secrets, and have not been brainwashed by Confucianism, but they are no exception.
In this place where big guys meet.
Let me say a word first, and express a position first has far-reaching political significance behind it.
In any class society, the most important thing is not what you say. Are you taking care of it, right? The most important thing is whether you have enough capital or not enough weight. If you jump out and say a word, call on everyone to "solidify and unite together" to unite closely and form an army to resist the invasion of Lorraine."
But do you have enough weight? Are you qualified to say this? How many brothers do you have who want to blow up their wings and jump out? Really overconfident
If several big guys see you not pleasing to your eyes, they secretly discuss it, maybe at night, everyone will get together and kill you, and the tribe will also be privately divided.
Therefore, those tribal patriarchs who are not able to pay by themselves naturally dare not speak out.
There are many younger brothers sitting in the middle. The big brothers of the Red Stick and Thousand Members also have other plans in their stomachs.
Because they all know the so-called "sincere unity, unity, and fight against the aggressor. This is simple to say.
But there is a crucial question in the middle of which city should we all join together?
In fact, to put it bluntly, who is going to be the leader? Who will be the handle?
Is the half-orc led by Pollak as the leader, or the Palev Patriarch Dural as the chief rudder? Or is the Chief Barindona recommended by Terval as the leader of the Green Forest?
The more urgent this is, the more the eyebrows are burnt, the more these uncles have to hold their breath. Steady mind. You must not show your timidity or show panic.
Don't say yes, like a little rabbit that sees a big bad wolf, it jumps everywhere.
Just can't hold back. Talk first. If you make that kind of untimely behavior, you will lose a lot of points. Even lost the opportunity to win the leader.
If you don't become the leader, you can only be a cannon fodder in the future. Even if you defeat Lorraine, your own strength is bound to be damaged. When the time comes, the leader must have a rising reputation, and the louder the voice.
In case later, the uncle of the leader ran over and said, "We have a good relationship, we should consider it together."
that time. There is only one way to go by jumping into the Star Lake.
Therefore, although the half-orc race is now at a critical moment of life and death, everyone is fighting for power. The most important issue is still sipping milk tea here without any taste, pretending to doze asleep, and still saying nothing.
This is not surprising, these are elites of half-orcs, clever people with a group of leaders. The biggest feature of smart people is that they only know that they take advantage of others. No matter what time it is, you can't suffer.
In addition, the spies sent by Lord Lorraine also penetrated extremely successfully. Persuade and transform some of the hopeless patriarchs.
They are all lurking here, just waiting for these big bosses to start fighting for power, and they will use the role of their dung sticks to completely mix up the water.
So on. In the eager hope of all the orc warriors and tribal warriors, this meeting has been held.
Everyone is like resentful women, looking forward to one day, no results, another day, no results, looking forward to another day. Still no results.
This is the most famous, most critical, and also the most urgent meeting in the history of half-orcs. It was held for three days, and there was still no plan.
This took a long time and created the longest time of all the most urgent meetings in history since written records.
At the same time, the half-orc’s "smart overdone stupidity" will always be inscribed with the pillar of shame
In the early morning of the third day. The sun has not risen yet.
There was silence all around.
There is only a touch of white on the horizon. On the shore of the Star Lake there is still a light mist like white yarn. The verdant grass is also covered with crystal dew.
The full dewdrops hang on the tips of the grass,
Just before the dewdrops seemed to fall, a big foot full of long hair relentlessly stepped on the throne of God Seal from above, and fell to the ground with that piece of grass.
The orc warrior Pigla held up his ancestral spear, and then stretched greatly. After a night's watch. His face looked extremely tired.
It's just that he walked a few more steps, then rolled his eyes weirdly, and looked around. No one was following him. He quickly took out a water bag from his arms and lifted it up. Immediately afterwards, he raised his neck and took a big mouthful. Finally, he vomited his tongue with a satisfied expression.
He looked down at the water bag in his hand and wanted to take another sip. But after hesitating for a while, he finally put the water bag back in his arms carefully.
He gently patted the water bag in his arms with his right hand, showing a simple smile on his face.
Because the water bag was full of spirits. Take a bite. It's like drinking fire water, which can burn from the throat to the heart. It's spicy and enjoyable, and it's very comfortable.
Two days ago, when he was on guard, someone wanted to secretly get out of school and pay him a bribe.
Originally, Pigla wanted to hand in the guy and replace it with two catties of potatoes, but when the guy opened the hip flask and smelled the scent of wine, Old Pigla immediately changed his mind.
Three catties of good wine, secretly leave the camp for that person. This sale is worthwhile
The more Pigla thought about it, the more he realized how wise his original decision was.
It's just a pity that I heard that this wine can only be brewed by humans. What is called "burning a knife" even those dwarves regard this wine as a treasure. Thought of this. Pigla couldn't help but happily stretched out his hand again, as if patted a baby, and patted his chest twice.
He carried the spear and walked forward a few steps, feeling that he couldn't help it again, so he took out the water bag. Only this time he was reluctant to take another sip, but reluctantly placed the wine in front of his big nose, and then took a deep breath.
At this moment, suddenly, Pigla could not help but be taken aback when he heard his heart burst into "Oh, the ground jumped."
Like a beast, he raised his head vigilantly, opened his eyes wide, and looked around. But after watching it for a while, nothing was found.
He blinked suspiciously. But as a half-orc, Pigla has a keen intuition, which has saved him countless times.
Although there was no suspicious situation, he still did not dare to relax. Because he smelled the ominous smell in the air.
This atmosphere was so solemn and depressing, even when the wolf plague came, it faced the thousands of evil wolves. He has never been so upset.
At this moment, faintly. I heard a loud bang of "Tom", and it sounded again.
At the same time as that sound. The big movement under his feet seemed to shake.
Pigla took a deep breath, narrowed his eyes, and looked up to the horizon.
At this moment, the sun had just risen, and the bright sunlight pierced the mist at the far end of the horizon, and the scene in front of him suddenly became clear.
I saw a thin thread appeared in the sky.
Subsequently, the silk thread slowly enlarged and turned into a red ribbon.
As the ribbon grew larger, the earth began to tremble faintly.
Finally, as the ribbon got closer and closer, it became a clear figure.
They came surging like a tide.
The far-reaching grasslands were covered with warriors all over the sky.
The red uniforms on their bodies stained the earth and the sky a blood red.
Even though it was extremely far away, Pigla could feel the trembling of the earth becoming stronger and stronger under the uniform footsteps on the opposite side.
"The soul of the ancestor in the sky," Pigla murmured.
He looked at the crowd like the ocean in the distance, and his eyes widened in a daze. It was like seeing a poisonous snake, standing still in place under extreme horror, not knowing what to do.
It took a while before he woke up.
"Alarm, alarm, humans come here." Pigla, like a monkey whose is being burned by fire, yelled desperately while pulling his throat, waving his spear, and ran to a short distance. Campsite.
The water bag in his hand did not know what had fallen to the ground~EbookFREE.me~ The pure and transparent liquid flowed out silently, soaking the small piece of ground.
As Pilag shouted loudly, it seemed to throw a stone into the calm water. Among those half-orc camps in Xingxing Lake, numerous heads popped out of the tent.
They looked at the army that surged in the distance, and immediately panicked, all of them panicked, like headless flies, they kept crashing in the camp.
Everyone screamed out for their lives.
"What to do, what to do?". The murderous demon is here. "
"what should we do?"
"Quickly, think of a way"
On April 12 of the Julian calendar, Lorraine led an army to appear on the shore of Xingxing Lake.
Since history, the human legion has never been so deep on the prairie. This alone is enough to let him go down in history.