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Although there are many complaints about Sasheer's attitude towards this covenant—even if Scar Nightmare and his tribe are extremely powerful now, they should accept their ordination in a more traditional and solemn way, but only those On the second day of the simple and straightforward meeting, more than [-]% of the tribal leaders directly or not so directly expressed their "friendly wishes" to the two powerful subordinates of Scar Nightmare, Boss and Kiel.

Perth happily accepted the covenant book they returned, and also recorded the number of people they "voluntarily" sent to Sasheer. Scar Nightmare seemed to focus on this year's harvest, as the spokesperson of the patriarch , he promised these tribal leaders that before leaving, they would also receive great kindness from Sasheer and their human allies.

The promise seemed presumptuous for his age and stature, but it was not he who was credible, but his tribe.The longer they stayed in Sasheer, the more clearly these tribal leaders could feel the abnormality of Sachel. The sudden huge wealth from the mysterious human allies could not fully explain their upheaval. This kind of conference has thousands of people participating in the competition, and the number of spectators is several times that, and it is responsible for everyone's food and accommodation. The more the leader of the ruling tribe, the more he can understand the complexity and difficulties involved.It is not enough just to have enough food and craftsmen. Only the imperial capital should have experience in dealing with similar situations. As the center of the empire, those nobles and royal families have long been like humans, and have trained many talented order managers. Through With the hands and feet under these heads, their will can be implemented.However, a battle for the throne must be prepared at least before the death of the beast king. Sacher's Musa Conference is naturally incomparable. From responding to the war, to distributing invitations after winning, until they come as promised, Musa The conference is coming to an end. For the orcs who came to this land, this is definitely an unforgettable celebration. During this process, how much manpower did Sacher use?

Not much.

Counting werewolves and their human companions, some of the fallen chiefs who had spare time found that the number was much smaller than they thought.Even less after excluding the part used to maintain order.

Among all the tribal leaders who are willing to join the alliance, the matriarch of the Jackal tribe is also included, and not in the last order. She was among the tribal leaders who stayed in the conference hall that day.When handing over the covenant, she looked at Boss with gloomy eyes.

Boss smiled lowly at her.

"No matter what you think, the reality will never come out the way you expect."

The burly female orc strode away resentfully.

Word of the alliance soon spread to every corner of the land, including the POW camps.The reaction of the captive orcs was not great, but the orcs who came to participate in the Musa meeting were a little restless, because at the same time, there was news that every tribe would present warriors and apprentices to Sasheer.This news has a more grandiose title, but the orcs have already made a judgment based on traditional experience that Sacher needs new blood. Doing so would be a good deal for the chosen ones. The orcs who came to Sasheer were definitely not weak, but there were not many people who were truly valued by the tribe and had power.

Among the many tribes, only Sahir did not need to make a covenant, nor did he need to send people to Sahir.The brotherly oath was a compelling reason, but no Sahirian was happy about it.

Scar Nightmare was no longer ready to return the hundreds of people that Braland had brought to Sasheer.

There were also members of Sahir among the werewolves who came from the settlement to watch the Musa Conference, so Chief Lode knew that they lived here comfortably and happily. Although they also missed relatives and family members by the sea, they would wait for Braland... And Sacher made arrangements for them.Because the blood sword they worship has revealed to them the next plan of Ska and the human magician. When they return to the tribe, a team of human craftsmen will go to Sahir with them, bringing tools and skills, and build larger salt pans that produce more fine salt.

Then they will come back here again, Sacher's new city-state needs them.This is not to make them abandon the tribe. Under the terrible power of human beings, the way of communication between Sasheer and the Sahir tribe will be completely changed. Within two years, they set off from Sasheer again, starting early in the morning, The coastline can be seen before the sun sets, so the blood sword Braland will be stationed in Sasheer.

The patriarch of Lord Lord silently listened to the elated description of the young warrior. He was not a member of the tribe valued by Lord. When Braland led the people to Sacher, Lord did his best to avoid the tribe's fighting power. He was so affected that he didn't even recognize it as Sahir's child, although the young man's confidants said the change in him was indeed surprising.The young werewolf still looked not strong, but he was not thin either. His hair was healthy and shiny, and he was neatly trimmed. He could even talk fluently in front of the patriarch and his notorious son.

His words are full of love for Sacher and mankind.

Baka watched the werewolf leave with a livid face and returned to the group composed of humans and orcs.

"Ska Nightmare...the Far East Magician...and Braland!" He growled, "Did they ever remember who Sahir's master is!"

Sahir's other werewolves watched him silently.

"It's not you, and it's not me." Lord said slowly, "It's the heart of the tribe."

One part of this heart is in the hands of Braland, and the other part is still in their hands. It has not been shaken, but it is about to be shaken.

Chief Lord Lord hesitated and hesitated.

The Musa Conference is coming to an end, and the harvest competition is one step ahead of the Musa Conference.

The captive orcs put mountains of potatoes into weaving baskets, spread a handful of plant stems and leaves when the baskets were almost full, pressed the lids on, and piled them layer by layer on the flat plate of the cart.The brigade of bullock carts streamed from morning to night, sending these potatoes, which seemed to be increasing forever, to the station behind the hill.The processing plants in the settlements have long been on standby, and these foods that are difficult to preserve for a long time will be processed into various finished products by machinery and hand.

Even if the production has already been estimated in detail, given the current manpower situation in the settlements and Sacher, it is somewhat difficult to harvest more than [-] acres of potatoes. The orcs in the prisoner-of-war camp can be said to help solve the problem almost perfectly. solved this problem.Just being guaranteed food, water and rest, none of the orcs thought it was an exploitation of them.The orcs who were selected to participate in the Musa Conference returned to the captive camp one after another. Their knowledge and experience became the biggest topic after hard work. Many orcs were very yearning for the scene they described. War, are they also qualified to witness the dream performance that night?

The only firework show that they can share indiscriminately brightens many people's memories of Sacher.

Some scoff at the fantasy: "Is this something we can choose?"

No one answered this question.The recruitment of the Beast Emperor left many orcs with no choice, but knowing that Sacher was so rich, no one could foresee a complete reversal of the war. Most orcs would be willing to come here and slaughter everything.Loot everything.Including these humans who gave them food, healing and care.

Another person said: "Those humans said that this time the harvest is coming to an end." He asked, "They will also deal with us in the end. No one can enter the top five of the Musa Conference, and we will all become Sashe Are you a slave to Er and mankind?"

Everyone was silent. They looked down at their hands and feet. As slaves, they have done a good job during this time.

The morning when there was no need to go to pick up shovels and weaving baskets came the next day, and the bells for the daily assembly were still ringing. The captives were all driven out.Then they realized that the moment had finally come.

In the wide open space in the center of the camp, the captive orcs came out from the passages in the barracks, and under the urging of the dozen or so humans, they still stood together in the same formation as before.They looked up and saw the captives crowding here, bowing their heads and whispering, guessing the intentions of humans and werewolves. In the direction they were facing, there was no one on a makeshift table.

Then someone climbed up.

A human, a werewolf, and the humans held in their hands the "Maw" they had seen and privately named.

"The war has long ended, and the Musa Conference is about to end." The human said, "The imperial capital still has no response to their defeat! You don't have any nobles and generals to claim it."

The whisper suddenly rose, and then gradually fell.

Among the orcs with different expressions, most of them were numb and lost, their human prison guards looked flat and silent.

"We did not start the war," said the humans. "In the face of war, we defended our wealth and our brothers. The invaders deserved the price! And they paid the price: Lord Padra He is dead, and none of his subordinates are left. The great shaman of Dardawin has also died, and his body was buried in the river. Only his disciples returned to Lacerda. We are here, making an alliance with the surrounding tribes. This is A land of peace and prosperity, where the wind and the rain can come, but the looters must rein in their stride! The war has proved that we cannot be our enemies, and it is the greatest luck for you to survive!"

Humans pause for a moment.

"You should have died, but now you are alive." He said, "Because we are the victors, you survived, and because we are the victors, in addition to living, you can be free again. Thank the magician."

In the stiff silence, the humans on the stage handed the "big mouth" to the Sacher werewolf on the side.Then a big fire erupted below, and the captive orcs started to commotion as if they had suddenly woken up. They loudly confirmed to their companions in disbelief, and asked the nearest human beings, until the yelling of the Sashere werewolf sounded loudly. , but they still couldn't suppress their humming. It was only after the specific arrangements for the release of the captives, which was a matter of their own, that they barely calmed down and listened attentively.

The old, weak and disabled will be let go first, and then the young and middle-aged people who have reached the age of 16. Those who are under the age of 16... will be called up after this rally and will be arranged separately.

Humans and werewolves will escort them to the edge of the territory, each of them will be given enough water and water to survive for five days, and the first batch of orcs will be able to leave in the afternoon.

This sudden surprise was a great shock to any prisoner. Even after the assembly was over, many orcs seemed to be in a dream. They looked blankly at their roommates, or they themselves were urged to pack up their belongings ——Woven straw sandals, straw hats for sunshade, and straw ponchos to keep out the rain, etc. They made things by themselves, and even the pottery bowls and spoons can be taken away.

"Why...why did they let us go?"

someone asked.

"Are you deaf just now? Because more people are coming." The orcs who had to wait for the next batch to leave after the tribes allied with Sacher looked at them jealously, "Those who allied with Sacher Yes, the tribes that have made a covenant with men are coming to join them."

To this day, humans and werewolves have proved with one fact after another that their words are absolutely true.They didn't kill them, they would have let them go.

Freedom was out of reach before, but suddenly found it within reach, they will soon get rid of the daily schedule, exhaust their physical strength and mind in heavy labor, and be filled with food that is never lacking, and then In the life of falling asleep in lazy satiety, after the initial joy and joy, those orcs who were about to leave felt an unspeakable sense of loss.

Frankly, without breaking my heart, war and defeat are cruel, but after that... not cruel.At least it is not more cruel than their past life, especially for these orcs who should have been "disposed" or given up early.

Before leaving, they still had a meal in Sasheer. After a period of rest and waiting, they silently took the sacks full of dry food and the leather bags of water from humans, because the things they could take away were almost exactly the same. , Those humans also used strong straw ropes to teach them how to tie them on the body in the lightest and most reliable way. Finally, what is surprising is that these humans also distributed long sticks embedded with iron to them.

"It will make your life easier," said the Human, "but you'd better be in company."

"...Why do you pity us so much?"

"Because we are the victors." The human replied, "But the real reason is the magician."

The daylight slanted slightly, and a group of werewolves in light armor left the prisoner-of-war camp with a group of orcs.The uniform attire and different appearances attracted some attention, and their identities were soon known, but they did not cause much reaction. As slaves and hard labor, these guys are no longer worth much, not to mention that Sacher is now in a miserable state. It is called a nouveau riche, but exile can be called mercy.It's just that the werewolves allowed them to hang so many things on their bodies, but wearing uniforms only made them look like a group of homeless people wearing uniforms.In the hot wilderness, they will soon turn into a pile of bones among the vegetation and animal dung. Only a very few guys can return to the tribe and continue their failed lives.

When those orcs who thought they were abandoned were heading towards the distant mountains, the young orcs who were gathered together waited anxiously. The sun was shining like fire on their heads, and the werewolves patrolling around them were thick and brave.

Finally, the human who came among them a few days ago appeared.

"Young people." He smiled and said in a rather gentle tone, "You can't leave here until you reach adulthood."

"Of course, if you have extremely strong expectations, it is not impossible for us to respond to such requests." He said, "It's just that, except for some, most of you will die on the road, or life would be worse than death."

More than a month has passed, and nature has not changed much on the original battlefield. The scorched tree trunks, broken earth and stones, and radial pits are still vivid in my mind. The scars of memory are more distinct.

The wind blew across the valley, and it seemed to still smell of ashes.The leader of the werewolf escort stopped, and the werewolves behind him also stopped, and they watched the prisoners walk by in silence.

Then he asked: "Who wants to stay?"