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Wavlin, the leader of the Medusa Snake Legion, was frowning, and the snake's tail was swaying impatiently from side to side, and he scolded loudly: "What are you doing to eat, you haven't even seen the shadow of the wasteland race until now, don't tell me that you don't smell the goblins and ogres." ”

Waff sat in a large marching tent, which was only distributed in battle, and the other ten captains sat below, not only the leader of the legion, but also the number one warrior of the entire snake tribe.

"Captain, don't blame us, we've been looking for a long time, but it's said that these damn guys have run away to one place, and I've heard that these wasteland races are ready to fight us to the death. "Sage is the captain of the third team, Sage looked at the captain of the fifth team next to him, and said in a strange way.

When Waff heard Sage's tone, he shouted angrily, "Sage, if you have something to say, how did you learn to be so secretive as a human being?"

"Commander, it's not that I don't say it, but there is no evidence, and some of us may have sent out all our subordinates to grab this great credit. Sage immediately straightened up.

Waff's face was gloomy, although the orcs had a straightforward personality, but they could achieve the position of the captain of the legion, obviously their heads were not very stupid, on the contrary, there were many intelligent races among the orcs.

"Tell me about Pelano?" said Vaff with a gloomy face.

"Legion Commander, what are you talking about?" The captain of the fifth brigade, Perano, is the son of the elder of the Medusa snake tribe, and his desire for status is far more powerful than others, and this mission is not promulgated by the tribe, but by the empire, so as long as he makes meritorious service, then he can definitely reap honor and wealth, so Pelano gathered the entire team as soon as he got the news of a squadron leader under his command, and prepared to surprise the wasteland race.

But at this time, Vaff's order came, and the commander's order was not dared to disobey, and the battlefield disobedience could be directly killed, but Pelano sent all the deployments, leaving only a few guards to see the meeting, as for Vaff's problem, Pelano didn't care about it at all, and his own backer was not something that Waff could deal with lightly.

"Pelano, if you don't report it....... Waff said irritably.

"Commander, I don't understand, isn't the intelligence department under your jurisdiction?" Although Pelano used your name, the tone of sarcasm was heard by everyone.

"Legion Commander, Legion Commander, we have important news. At this time, a snake man rushed in directly from outside the tent, excitedly reported.

"Wooli, what's the news?" asked Waff immediately, as this Ulli was the captain of his own personal guard and the head of the scouts.

"Legion Commander, we found a small goblin tribe, originally we were going to capture these goblin tribes, but we found that these goblin tribes were talking about a news, that is, all the wasteland races gathered in one place, so our scout team did not disturb this small tribe, on the way to follow, we also found several ogre tribes, and the troll tribes are all migrating to one place, after we have reliable information, we conducted a careful investigation, and found a huge camp in this place, at least hundreds of thousands of wasteland races, and this place seems to be building a city。 Wu Li immediately reported.

"Hundreds of thousands, are you not mistaken?" asked Waff, startled.

"Absolutely, Legionnaire, Commander, and look at what we've found, it's the supplies brought by that little goblin tribe. Wu Li took out a small bag of things and presented them to Waf.

"Is this the best alabaster?" asked Waff, confused.

Orcs like sugar food, because the orc empire has a cold and long winter, and the energy of sugar is very high, but the orc empire does not produce sugar crops at all, even the sugar yield rate is not very high, and according to the technology of the orc empire, snowflake candy cannot be produced at all, and sugar can be said to be a strategic material in the orc empire.

"Yes, Legion Commander, this goblin tribe has two hundred pounds of such snowflake candy. Wu Li reported loudly.

"Two hundred pounds!" Even Waff was shocked, knowing that the best snowflake candy could be exchanged for the same weight of gems, how could a small wasteland goblin tribe have such a thing.

"What is it?" asked Waff incoherently.

"I don't know. Wu Li replied with a helpless bowed head.

"I don't know, bring the goblin captives you caught. Waff immediately yelled loudly.

"Captain, we were caught at the time, but we were met by a group of ogres, so we ....... Wu Li weakly explained.

"Rubbish, rubbish, gather all the people for me, I'm going to sweep the damn guys!" Waff yelled.

"Yes!" all the captains replied in unison, and hurried off to their mission.

By the afternoon of the next day, the news that Waff received made Waff angry: "Damn, damn it, a bunch of bastards, just know how to grab credit, gather, gather, let's rush too!"

Waff was also helpless about this, because the snake tribe is not a whole, and the snake army is not a regular army, at most it hunts in peacetime, and it is a temporary soldier in wartime, and the various tribes within the orc empire are not monolithic.

In the various tribes, there is also a competition between the various surnames, just like the Medusa Snake Legion, the army inside is not monolithic, of course, not only the Medusa Snake Man, all the orcs are like this.

So Waff is only the nominal commander of the corps, and his subordinates do not listen to the command at a critical time, and Waff is helpless, of course, it is not a direct disobedience, because Waff's subordinates have sent people to report, saying that the troops can't be gathered or something, and they are trying to gather people and horses, in fact, these guys have already gone to the gathering place of the wasteland race.

If he disobeyed directly, he could still find trouble, but this kind of action made Waff feel helpless.

Cook finally noticed the strangeness of the Medusa Snake Legion, because Cook could clearly see that the Medusa Snake People were swarming towards the gathering place like a swarm of crazy flies.

What made Cook even more incomprehensible was that these snake people were almost undisciplined, the largest wave was two thousand, and the smallest one was only a few dozen.

"Pease, are you ready?" asked Cook Pease as he summoned over.

"Your Excellency, you're ready. Pease looked at Cook in fear, because Pease didn't know how Cook had mastered the movement of the Medusa snake man thousands of miles away, and looking at the information in his hand, Pease felt as if he had no cover in front of Cook.

"Yes!" Cook nodded in encouragement, obviously waiting for Pease's next explanation.

"My lord, what we have to deal with is only this wave of the largest Medusa snake people, and the wave of the legion commander, and the rest can be completely relegated to the wasteland races, and once these races taste the sweetness under your command, the next time your orders will be easily carried out. Pease explained.

"Well, this is a good way!" After hearing this, Cook was a little impressed with Pease, this benefit Cook didn't expect, Cook just wanted to share some credit to the wasteland race, but he didn't expect that he would get a benefit from commanding these guys like this, and many people would obey his orders next time, because the power of example is infinite.

Pease went down to prepare, and Cook gathered dozens of clan chiefs in the gathering, including trolls, gnomes, ogres, goblins, bear goblins, and salt demons.

"Everyone sit down, you, and you, don't pick your feet, the patriarch must look like the patriarch. "Cook is almost familiar with these patriarchs, because Cook is very enthusiastic, and whenever he has the opportunity to enter Cook's tent, Cook will boldly invite these people to drink.

Of course, those who are qualified to enter Cook's tent are all patriarchs of a tribe, so over time, the patriarchs of these tribes like to be guests at Cook's place, of course, Cook's requirements are very strict, and those who smell are not accepted, and some patriarchs have to take a bath in order to drink at Cook's place.

"What do the patriarchs think of my name?" Cook asked first.

"Mr. Moming, it would be better if you poured us wine. One of the trolls cracked open and laughed.

"That's it, that's it!"

"Serve the wine, ask for the best wine!"

"Yes, it's going to be hot!" a group of patriarchs coaxed.

Cook laughed and said, "There is wine, but let's discuss some things first, and then drink!"

"Your Excellency Mo Ming, is there anything that needs so many of us to discuss?" asked the wise patriarch.

"Medusa snake man!" replied Cook word for word.

Saying this, all the patriarchs shrunk their necks, ten thousand Medusa snake people, or elite warriors, all the tribes present did not have the strength to deal with these Medusa snake people.

"Look, look at you bears, am I the kind of person who is sorry for my friends?" said Cook immediately angrily.

"Your Excellency, this is 10,000 Medusa snake warriors!" someone weakly reminded Cook.

"Do you dare to bet with me, if I take command, you can catch a large number of Medusa snake people. Cook immediately stood up and said.

When it came to this issue, all the tribal patriarchs hesitated, and all the tribal patriarchs knew what their current status came from, that is, from loyal subordinates.

Seeing this situation, Cook said again: "I don't want you more, as long as you have one-third of your subordinates, and I don't command directly, I just give you orders, as for your execution department, I don't care about my affairs, but I want to say it in front, if you don't execute, when the time comes, other tribes will execute, don't say that I am not a friend enough." ”

Dozens of wasteland clan chiefs were solemn when they heard Cook's words, because if they promised Cook, they would risk a third of their subordinates dying in battle, and if they didn't carry it out, they would miss the opportunity.

Without waiting for dozens of tribes to reply, Cook said again: "If you are going to carry it out, come to my tent, and I will mortgage you with supplies worth one-third of your subordinates, and in case I make a mistake in command, the supplies will be given to you." ”

Then Cook left, and Cook knew that there must be unwanted tribes in it, but Cook was also a little worried, if there were fewer tribes coming, wouldn't it work.