Angureo I frowned slightly, and looked at Faulkner, the vixman prime minister who was standing still like a puppet, and his eyes were like knives, almost stabbing Faulkner's body.

Faulkner saw that he couldn't hide, so he sighed slowly, walked to the center of the hall, and said unhurriedly: "Your Majesty, I don't think we should send troops now." ”

The general of the leopard tribe changed his face and shouted, "Faulkner, what do you mean by this coward? Could it be that the forty thousand warriors of our orc empire died in vain!"

The generals of the Orc Empire also glared at Faulkner one by one.

Although Faulkner is the prime minister of the Orc Empire, his strength is not strong, and he only has a knight-level cultivation. Therefore, in the orc empire, where the strong are respected, the strong men of the military look down on Faulkner, the prime minister of the fox race.

Faulkner, the prime minister of the Orc Empire, is not as powerful as the prime minister of the human race, calling for wind and rain, and even some powerful prime ministers can control the government.

If it weren't for the fact that the Orc Empire had a tradition of the fox people being prime ministers, and Angureo I was vigorously promoted, Faulkner would not have been able to sit in the position of prime minister at all.

Faulkner said lightly: "Our grain harvest this year is very poor. Moreover, the grain that was supposed to be smuggled into our country has been bought up by a miracle city built by the human mage Ian in the Red Earth Wasteland. Coupled with the loss of Frozen Rock City by Ariman, a large amount of grain was burned. Unless we use our strategic reserves, or get the tribes to donate some more, we simply don't have enough food and grass to fight a big war. General Tiger, are you going to let our soldiers go hungry and go into the Red Wasteland to fight those orcs?"

Tiger couldn't help but be taken aback: "Are we so short of food!!"

The orc generals also fell silent one by one. They all come from the orc empire, large and small tribes. This year's harvest is not good, and if the tribes continue to contribute food, it will undoubtedly force the old and weak of many tribes to die.

Faulkner said lightly: "And the geographical location of the Red Wasteland. It was decided that it was an easy place to defend and difficult to attack. Once you fail, it is a luxury to want to come back alive from there. ”

Those orc generals also had ugly looks on their faces.

The laterite wasteland is full of water, drought and rain, and no food. More than ninety percent of the 20,000 allied troops of various tribes who were killed by Yang Feng were directly starved to death and starved to death in the Red Earth Wasteland. Even the orcs who came back alive had a gloomy and murderous face. No one dared to ask how they came back alive.

Tiger asked with some annoyance: "Then the forty thousand warriors of our orc empire died in vain!"

Faulkner said lightly: "General Tiger, if you can find a way to solve the two problems I just raised. Then I couldn't agree more with you, and we should immediately send troops to destroy the orcs. ”

Tiger snorted coldly and said coldly: "The matter of grain and grass is the business of you civil officials! If we let us solve it, what else do you civilian officials do!"

The generals of the Orc Empire shouted one after another: "That's right, the problem of grain and grass is originally the problem of your civil officials. It's up to you to figure it out. ”

The Orc Empire advocates force, and the strong are respected. Many generals looked down on the civilian officials.

Faulkner was unmoved and said lightly: "I'm sorry, my ability is limited. That's all it takes. If it weren't for the apportionment of the major ministries, I really wouldn't be able to conjure up grain and grass. ”

Tiger Hu pestered: "I don't care, since you are the prime minister, then you have to come up with a way." We 40,000 soldiers can't die in vain!"

The generals of the Orc Empire also supported Tiger. The civilian government supported Faulkner. And the men on both sides quarreled over the great hall.

The strong of the orc empire are respected, and the general is the envy of everyone. As for the civilian officials, they were suppressed by the military generals. Those civil officials were under Faulkner's leadership, and only then did they have a little bit of a good life. Naturally, he was unwilling to give in to half a point.

A short-stated minister of the Terran clan walked to the center of the main hall and proposed, "Your Majesty, how about inviting the Martial Saint of the Empire to come out? Slay the leading orcs such as Caesar. The power of the half-orcs is naturally self-defeating. We can also take advantage of their chaos to make a promise that we will divide and disintegrate them, and then annihilate these rebellions in one fell swoop. ”

Faulkner furrowed his eyebrows and remained silent.

A flash of joy flashed in Tiger's eyes, and he praised loudly: "Okay! I will definitely be able to kill those rebels!"

The rest of the orc empire generals also spoke out one after another.

The Martial Saint is a peerless master in the Orc Empire who has cultivated to the legendary level. The strength of each Martial Saint is extremely strong, and it has the terrifying strength to go to the rank of general among all hosts.

Angureo I glanced at Faulkner, his brow furrowed slightly, his gaze swept over those Tiger and other orc generals, and then landed on a burly man. A middle-aged man with a pair of tiger ears and a tiger tail wrapped around his waist, not angry and arrogant, full of the atmosphere of a king.

The middle-aged man of the Tiger People Clan was the current patriarch of the Tiger Clan, Ke Metson. He was also Angoureo's strongest rival at the time. Angoureo also managed to overpower Kemetersen and finally ascend to the throne. Even so, Kemetsen is the most powerful prince of the Orc Empire.

Anguleo I said indifferently: "In that case, then please ask Lord Martial Saint Thunderclaw to take a trip to the Red Earth Wasteland and destroy those mongrels." ”

The court passed the order without any objection.

After the next dynasty, Angoureo I summoned Faulkner directly in the imperial study.

Angoureo I asked directly: "Faulkner, you are in court today, what other concerns do you have?"

Faulkner said respectfully: "Your Majesty, I was thinking, since Caesar was able to defeat His Royal Highness Prince Lawrence, he completely annihilated the 40,000 elites of my orc empire. It is definitely not a simple character, and Lord Martial Saint Thunderclaw may not be able to kill this mysterious Caesar. However, it is true that according to General Tiger, if the orcs are allowed to grow stronger, it will definitely be a huge threat to our race. ”

Angoureo I was silent for a moment, and then suddenly whispered, "Can't the orcs be our compatriots?"

Faulkner's face changed drastically, and he hurriedly lowered his voice, and said anxiously: "Your Majesty, you must not mention this in front of others. Orc slaves are one of the cornerstones of our orc empire. Once you show the slightest hint of intention, that person will definitely not let go of this opportunity. ”

In the orc empire, it is full of half-orc slaves. Almost many families had half-orc slaves. The entire orc class is enjoying the benefits of half-orc slavery, and even if Angureo is the emperor of the orc empire, once he touches this crater, he may be directly overturned and blown to pieces.

Anguleo I was silent for a while, nodded slightly, his eyes flashed, there was no trace of confusion, and he was full of domineering: "I understand! All the existence that threatens my clan must be eradicated." Since Caesar is extremely mysterious, then he sent Thunderclaw, Overlord Sword, and King Kong, the three great martial saints, to join forces to go to the Red Earth Wasteland. The three martial saints join forces, even if Caesar is also a martial saint, there is only one way to die. ”

Faulkner smiled with relief: "Your Majesty is wise!"

In the territory of the Orc Empire, under a huge waterfall, sat a man with blond hair, strong muscles, extremely burly, a pair of lion ears, and a lion tail wrapped around his waist.

Suddenly, the blonde-haired lion-man man opened his eyes in an instant, and with a loud roar, countless thunderbolts surrounded his body, and a punch slammed into the waterfall.

Rumble!

The hundred-meter-high waterfall was surrounded by thunder, and it flowed backwards in an instant, and countless splashes of water directly reversed under the overwhelming power, revealing the rock wall.

Five seconds later, the waterfall crashed backwards.

A wave of fighting energy erupted from the blonde lion man, forming a fighting energy shield, and the countercurrent waterfall smashed on the fighting energy shield, and they were bounced away.

A strong man of the lion clan quickly came to Thunderclaw, knelt down on one knee, and said respectfully: "Lord Thunderclaw, Your Majesty has an order, please go to the Red Earth Wasteland with the two lords of Badao and King Kong, and kill the rebellious Caesar and those high-ranking orcs who organized the orcs. ”

The Martial Saint is a legendary-level powerhouse. Among the many planes, that legendary-level powerhouse is already the strongest in the ranks, and he is almost unfettered. However, in the Ferso plane, it is different.

In the Feso plane, in addition to the gods who are high above, even the legendary-level powerhouses are basically controlled by the powerful empire. Of course, every powerful empire enshrines those who are legendary and gives them special status. It is only at certain critical times that people ask them to help.

However, there are also some legendary powerhouses who will become thugs of a powerful force for the sake of power and wealth. After all, power and wealth, even the legendary-level powerhouses may not be able to resist their temptation.

Thunderclaw is one of the legendary powerhouses enshrined in the Orc Empire, he has a certain amount of freedom, and of course, his power is naturally not as good as those who completely surrender to the Orc Empire.

Thunderclaw's brows furrowed slightly, and he asked continuously, "Caesar, who is he? Why haven't I heard of him? Is he a newly born legendary-level powerhouse of the human race? What kind of profession is he?"

The guard hurriedly said, "Lord Thunderclaw! Caesar should not be a legendary-level powerhouse. According to the survivors, he is supposed to be a half-orc knight between the Knight of the Skies and the Knight of the Stars. However, it could also be a magician, who used magical items on the battlefield. (To be continued.) )