Boiling Beast Blood: I teach the Orcs Dragon Slaying
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"Leader, why are we keeping these gnolls? Why didn't you kill them all?"

Tarseck looked at the gnolls around him in disgust and finally could not help but ask.

"The army of the Holy Griffin Empire should be here soon. We will have to fight the Holy Griffin Empire head-on. When the time comes, we will need some cannon fodder, and these gnolls are the best cannon fodder!”

Goshawk replied in a deep voice.

Even though he didn't see the Paladin behind him, Goshawk didn't think that the Paladin would let him go.

He believed that the other party had already begun to gather their army and was preparing to pursue them.

It was impossible to hide the tracks of the orcs along the way, so the army of the Holy Griffin Empire would catch up to them sooner or later.

Goshawk could no longer avoid the pursuit of these armies. He had to defeat them head-on.

It would take a lot of time and energy for the Holy Griffin Empire to mobilize its army and launch an expedition.

Now that the town of Pokhara had been destroyed, they had no place to camp. As long as Goshawk defeated the Holy Griffin Empire, they would not be attacked for a short period of time.

Moreover, if he kept running, he wouldn't be able to resist the Holy Griffin Empire.

Only if he won would he gain prestige and attract more orcs to join him.

"These gnolls are afraid of death. Their strength is useless. With the strength of our orcs, it's enough to defeat the Holy Griffin Empire.”

Colhan also looked at the gnolls with disdain.

"These numbers of gnolls are indeed not that useful, but if we can subdue all the gnolls in the surroundings, it will be different.”

Goshawk looked at the gnolls with a deep gaze and continued,""These gnolls have helped us reduce the number of orcs we lost. They have played their part!”

Gnolls often lived in tribes, and they would gather together.

However, there were definitely more than just a few gnolls in the vast Polyak Plains.

He planned to subdue all the gnolls.

The collar that was given to the gnoll leader was also not cheap.

If it was just for these 3000 gnolls, there was no need for Goshawk to use the collar. He wanted to use this gnoll leader to subdue the rest of the gnolls.

Gnolls were notorious for being cowardly.

However, as long as they controlled a power that was stronger than theirs, they could launch attacks without fear of death.

Just like earlier, even though the gnolls had retreated, they knew that they were no match for the orcs. However, if the gnoll leader gave the order to attack, the rest of the gnolls would still continue to attack.

Goshawk had seen the value of the gnolls 'existence from this characteristic.

"Brothers, this will be our home. "Here, no one can enslave us Beastmen! Now, let us use our hands to build our own home!”

Goshawk raised his fist and shouted at all the orcs.

"Roar!"

"Roar!"

The Beastmen let out excited roars again, their faces filled with excitement.

They had escaped, they had gained freedom, and now they were going to build their own homes.

This air of freedom intoxicated all the Beastmen.

No matter what they were asked to do, they were very excited.

The establishment of a tribe was also a complicated matter.

But this couldn't stop the orcs!

Many of the Beastmen slaves in the town had participated in the construction of castles and buildings, and some of them were good at this.

They had a large amount of resources in their hands and could completely build a fortress.

The orcs had their own pickaxes, and they could dig out rocks from the surroundings as construction materials.

Unfortunately, there wasn't much wood here. Otherwise, the Beastmen would build houses faster.

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other side

A mighty army finally entered the town of Pokhara.

This was the Empire's regular army. Not only were there sentries and archers, but there were also many cold-faced Holy Inquisitors in golden robes and royal griffins flying in the air.

Holy Inquisitors were a special army of the Holy Griffin Empire. They were often ordered by the Church of Light and specialized in light magic. They could cast light magic on their soldiers, making the army fearless. They could also increase the soldiers 'attack and defense, and heal the injuries they suffered.

They were also staunch supporters of the Holy Griffin Empire!

These Holy Inquisitors could often be seen in battles against foreign races and battles of faith.

The existence of the Holy Inquisitor would definitely affect the morale of the entire army.

On one hand, with the presence of the Inquisitor, all the soldiers felt that they were blessed and would fight fearlessly.

On the other hand, if they dared to retreat on the battlefield or did not actively fight, these Holy Inquisitors would take on the responsibility of supervising the battle and execute those soldiers.

At this moment, the army was still escorting a large number of orcs.

There were more than 3,000 of them.

All the beastmen were more or less injured, and their eyes were filled with despair and hatred.

"Viscount Sander, you're finally here!”

Baron Claus looked at the figure riding on the warhorse in front of him and immediately revealed a warm smile.

"Those Beastmen are really fast. However, even if they run fast, there are still many people who run slow. Since I'm already here, how can I not bring some gifts to visit those orcs?”

Viscount Sander looked down at Claus with a mocking expression.

"Sir Sander is mighty. Those Beastmen are too cunning. I believe they will feel their insignificance and fragility in front of you.”

Baron Claus kept cursing in his heart, but his expression did not show it.

Viscount Sander was a viscount with real power. He also controlled a city and many territories.

"I'm not you. I'll naturally make those Beastmen pay a heavy price. I'll make them regret their crimes with their own deaths. However, how cunning could a mere Beastman be? It was a disgrace to the empire to be played by these muscle-brained Beastmen.”

Viscount Sander said indifferently.

His words were filled with sarcasm.

Klaus could only smile awkwardly and say nothing more.

"Everyone, enter the city!"

Viscount Sander waved his whip, and the warhorse lightly charged past Claus. The mighty army behind him entered the town.

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