following day
noon
The Beastmen had already woken up. They continued to build houses. All the Beastmen were working hard, and their efficiency was shocking.
They were clearly working, but to them, this was the happiest thing in the world. Everyone's faces were filled with smiles.
On the other hand, Goshawk woke up relatively late.
When he woke up, Tarseck was guarding him, and at the door were the orc gladiators.
Last night, Goshawk was the first to get drunk. After he got drunk, all the Orc Domain Chiefs discussed Goshawk's safety.
Everyone unanimously decided to protect Goshawk.
No matter what, Goshawk must not be in danger.
Goshawk's safety was the top priority.
Therefore, when Goshawk was drunk, Tarseck was resting beside him. There was also a team of elite orc gladiators guarding the area.
From now on, no matter what, Goshawk would have many guards by his side.
"Tarseck."
After Goshawk got up, he immediately saw Tarseck beside him. He shook his head and slowly recovered his energy.
"Leader, you're awake."
Tarseck immediately ordered people to bring in a lot of food and some tonic soup to dispel drunkenness.
"How's the time now? Are all the brothers up?”
Goshawk asked as he gulped down the soup and ate his breakfast. He passed a plate of meat to Tarseck.
"The brothers are already up. They are still building houses.”
Tarseck immediately replied and began to eat.
After eating and drinking their fill, the two of them went outside together.
The construction of houses was a must.
However, the training of the army was also necessary.
Goshawk split the army into two parts. One was responsible for training, and the other was responsible for building houses.
As for the orc gladiators, they were only responsible for training and not building houses.
In fact, all the orcs here could be considered warriors in charge of fighting.
However, someone had to build the houses, so Goshawk could only select the elites of the elites and let them train full-time. The rest could only work in shifts.
No matter what decision he made, the orcs would obey him unconditionally.
Soon, the official training began.
The first segment was to stand in a military stance!
Any formation would start from the stance.
The orcs also did not know what the meaning of this stance was. It was better to let them fight each other.
However, no one questioned him.
In the Orcs 'hearts, Goshawk was a god!
Now that Goshawk asked them to do anything, they would do it without holding back.
This made Goshawk very satisfied.
No matter which faction it was, it was extremely difficult to make them truly unite.
Wherever there were people, there would be martial arts.
Throughout history, the decline of any dynasty was often not because of the strength of the enemy, but because of their own internal corruption and contradictions.
Those forces that succeeded were not because they were strong, but because their enemies were weak.
In Goshawk's opinion, regardless of the winner or the loser, they all made a lot of mistakes and flaws.
They were often competing in terms of being bad, and the ones who weren't so bad won.
But these Beastmen were really different!
These Beastmen had the same belief and could carry out Goshawk's orders.
They minimized their internal flaws and weaknesses.
Just this alone gave the orcs unlimited future.
As long as they could follow Goshawk's orders, the entire faction could remain united and create an even more glorious victory.
The orcs were all focused on building houses and building defensive lines. At the same time, they were also focused on training.
Right now, they only had the belief of a group.
After only half a day of training, the Beastmen's military posture already looked decent.
Even if Goshawk had ordered the Orcs to gather together, they would have been able to get back into formation.
As long as one was willing to put in effort, an iron rod could be ground into a needle.
When they had thoughts of rejection or other distracting thoughts in their hearts, they naturally could not do well.
On the contrary, the orcs were all filled with anger. They were completely focused.
At this time, whatever he did could be done with half the effort.
Under Goshawk's training, a special strong army had begun to show its might.
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other side
Viscount Sander finally left the town with his army.
"Baron Claus, the paladins have already checked the surroundings. There are no traces of orcs. I think you're really scared out of your wits by the orcs. Now, I'm going to lead the army to crusade against the orcs. You can stay in the town obediently and wait for my triumphant return!”
Viscount Sander looked at Baron Claus in disdain and immediately led his mighty army away.
After the construction of more than 3,000 orc slaves, the town had recovered a lot. At the very least, it could allow these people to live.
Viscount Sander didn't want to waste time here. His target was the orcs.
This time, the orcs had killed too many slave owners and merchants, which had caused a lot of dissatisfaction in the empire.
One had to know that these slave owners and merchants were all intertwined. They had some connections with each other, and there were still forces that belonged to them in other places.
If Viscount Sander could kill these orcs, he would definitely gain the support of many slave owners and merchants.
As long as he obtained the support of these people, he would definitely have a way to advance further.
As for Baron Claus, this clown would eventually become his foil.
He could see Baron Claus 'hypocrisy and ambition, so he despised him even more.
"I wish Viscount Sander a triumphant return with his army!”
Baron Claus didn't mind. Instead, he said sincerely.
Soon, the mighty army left.
After the army left, a hint of viciousness finally appeared in the depths of Baron Claus 'eyes.
You still want to return victorious?
I want to see if you can come back alive.
He immediately wrote a letter and tied it to the Desert Vulture's leg, then released it.
The Desert Vulture was very fast and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
For the past two days, Baron Sander had been targeting Klaus and stepping on him.
If he really defeated the orcs, he would definitely become famous in the empire, and when he continued to climb up, he would definitely continue to trample on Claus.
Even if the orcs didn't have any dirt on Klaus, he would find a way to help them. Not to mention, the orcs still had fatal evidence in their hands.
"If even you lose, then no one will remember that I lost to the orcs. Everyone will only know that I sacrificed myself with a small number of troops to protect the people of the empire!”
Claus muttered.
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