Chapter 180
180 chieftains vs Great Lord "The specialties of the ghoul are iron and weapons. It was well known that many of the craftsmen who knew how to make good weapons using iron were mined with good quality iron, so they came and bought weapons from a lot of villages around them. It also has quite large fields and has the largest slave market in the area. We have more than 20,000 slaves. "
"Cooky."
I do not like it. I snatched a lot of nostrils. The brother who was speaking to me staggered with a frightened look. I do not like that either. They call themselves warriors, but they are not warriors. It is a big game, but the expression and the act. I am training to be a true warrior myself …
"I know I'm in a bad mood because I can not do my favorite battle, but do not play with other brothers. Now when the brethren do it, other brethren die. "
I stopped at the end of Norwegian.
"It is not an event. Specialties. It is the first word born. But I know what it is. You're selling something to other brothers. Orc is trading. I am here to share my experience. Orc unexperienced experience. Such things make me angry. "
"I do not know if my brother is strange here. It is not because of the angry brothers. "
That's right, Norwegian. I already know that this place has a different lifestyle than where I lived. I have already lived here for months. But I'm still angry … Perhaps it is angered by the fact that Norwegian is not able to fight properly.
"Do not worry, my brother will be able to do the battle he wants."
"What happened to the acceptance of the brothers who were treated like slaves as warriors?"
I did not want to talk about it anymore. It is a little bit but anger for Norseuruddo about it. As soon as I arrived here, I told Yeonha to wait for him so I could talk to them like they would meet each other.
"I did not want to tell him about it. I think it would be nice to let them do what they have done so far. "
"You do not let your brothers stay as slaves."
Said a little growling. If you really mean it, Norwegian is going to have to duel me for the first time. Until I fainted.
"I think so."
“… I do not think so. "
It is not another brother nor Norwegian. Absolutely not brothers.
"Then why do not you take it as a warrior?"
"Look. This is the warrior class here. But I think that brothers who have lived as slaves for a long time and have never played a fight can not become warriors. "
"I do not know that. I have to try. "
A warrior is not determined at birth. It is made. I constantly fight and train.
"Most will die without being trained to become warriors. They are fragile. And here they are needed. "
"Need it? It's not a warrior or an artisan. "
"There are too many brothers here. Food can not be procured by hunting alone. We have no enemies other than our brethren, so we can not obtain weapons. If you make all those brothers a warrior, most brothers will have to starve to death or barely fight without weapons. Unless you are farming and mining. "
That's… Yes. "
When I think about it, Norwegian is right. We got most of the resources in combat. He used the enemy's body as food, and made weapons from equipment used by the enemy.
But here the brothers live only. And there are too many brothers, sisters, and children in the village. Obviously, the patriarch of this village is not a big shrine, but the number of brothers, sisters and children living in this village is close to 50,000.
Five thousand. If you want to feed 5 million, it is a ridiculous thing to hunt, and you will have to fight every day to bring the body of the enemy. There will not be a battle every day. It will not be long before the brothers, sisters, and children will be scattered around 10,000 squads to find their enemies and hunting grounds. That was our life in the north.
"Here, the brothers are playing a role that is not as warrior or craftsman. We feed our brothers, sisters, children and save the resources we need. And because resources are not all coming out of the neighborhood, they bring in a deal with other villages that have abundant resources. "
"Right."
If you think about it, it seems to live according to the given environment. Even if we look at the world where Hansang lives. They have a really big world, and the appearance and way of life were different according to each region. We can think of that as well. In the north, I live like that, so I live in it, and here I live like this.
"I know. But slaves are never. Brother is brother. You can not make a brother a slave. "
"That's for granted."
"And I will eat meat. I will never eat a plant that makes the farm or what it is. "
There must be a tangible flavor, but the plant has no taste. I can never eat anything like that.
"Do not worry about it either. I will always bring a carab back leg. "
"Khach … That's good. "
The cabbage hind legs are not as large as the forelimbs of large horns, but the bone is pretty tough. I will enjoy the meal time.
*** The plains next to the garhon. There, more than 10,000 orc warriors were punching each other. It was a mess. There was no such thing. Everyone was enemy, and everyone was friendly. They fought against each other, they fisted together with others, and immediately they fought again.
It was training. It was a duel to train warriors who could not be called warriors.
When we fight, fight, and fight until we can not move everyday, evil occurs. If evil comes, it is the first step to becoming a warrior.
"Why are they called warriors? Even if we fight children, children will win. "
Here the children referred to by Michlok speak of children in the north. They could not be called warriors in the north, but here they seemed stronger than those who were called warriors. Your physical abilities will fall, but you will be able to overcome your will with battle.
"The newly joined brethren are not warriors yet, but the brethren who have joined before have become warriors."
The 2,000 brothers who were first trained and fallen in training were now poised to become obsessed. He can not help but be afraid if he is beaten by Gracak's SS who pretended to be training and dueling.
Those who did not stand up and did not think to rebel, they already sent it to the craftsmen. It does not matter whether you fight or die, but those who lose their will to fight are not warriors. I did the same to the children in the north as well. If you are willing, you will keep fighting whether you are dead or not. But if you see that your will is broken, you send it to the craftsmen.
But then there was a strange situation. The remaining warriors began to fight with evil spirits. It is still struggling not to become slaves because their prejudices remain that they are slaves.
Those who have developed so well are now helping to beat the warriors of Garhoun with 1,000 SS.
While the 2,000 warriors are seeking some degree of true warrior status, the 10,000 garrison warriors that joined them were much less. I was fighting against other brothers but my fists did not work properly.
"Certainly they are not warriors now. I can not even duel properly. "
It can not be said that it is a duel of the future. You can swing your arms and arms to kill your opponent. No. It is a disqualification from the duel that the one thousand is a warrior from the fact that even if there is a troop, it does not think to fight and abandons the weapon and surrenders it.
I could not kill my brothers, but I could not help being disappointed with the unprofessional appearance.
"But soon they will become warriors. Because we will. Not really. brother."
"The party is Yeonha. brother."
Two laughed. After watching the duel of the other brethren for a while, Mickrock opened his mouth with gentle looseness.
"When I saw my brothers fighting, my fist was stiff. How about. brother. We are fighting. "
May
Caucasus was pleased to accept the duel. He could not even see the duel of other brothers. And the next moment the two fists crossed and began to beat each other's faces.
*** – Gracakar. watching?
In a dream, Hansang provoked herself.
"I really want to go to that world."
I wanted to fight the Suho people not because of the provocation of Hanseong. Each one looked really strong. It was similar to a human warrior who won a battle a year ago, but it seemed stronger.
If the enemy is in front of you, you will not go in front of you and go on unconditionally. The problem is that Hansang is in a world I do not know. I used to ask Norwegian in the past, but even Norwegian did not know it. How do I know the world that Norwegian does not know.
You're a fucking human being. It was only because of the human being, the body became stronger. I want to fight strong. Death wants to feel the tension coming to my nose again.
"A strong enemy is coming."
Suddenly, Norwegian with a confident voice said. When I say that with confidence …
"I saw it in my dream. brother."
"Yes."
What Northour has seen in his dreams happens in reality with almost 99% probability. I subtracted 1% because I foretold my death when I first met. Since then, everything he saw in his dream actually happened.
That means that the strong man is coming to this place.
"How strong?"
"A chieftain with a stronger spirit than he is leading here with tens of thousands of brothers. It is clear that he is called the Lord of Hosts here. "
Great Lord. Know. Perhaps this was the word that pointed to the shogun? This is a story about a strong man. I was the first to tell the brothers here and listen carefully. According to the story told to the brothers at that time they were strong. It is said that all orcs are the strongest and most dying beings. The brothers here feared and feared the Great Lord. Just as they are gods.
Of course, the story is wrong. Carlock is there, they do not believe it, and I am not the strongest of the orcs.
Anyway, the combination of things seemed to make sure that they were stronger than their own. That strong man is coming here.
"All the warriors he leads are on Kabak. Our power is much worse. It is coming from the southeast and it will be here in three days. "
"Do you think we'll get in front of you?"
"If we do not have a special situation, we will get lonely."
Northour looked at me strongly, emphasizing the 'special situation', but I looked at the sky beyond him. There is southeast. There are more powerful people out there than us.
To be stronger than us means to fight and die. But that does not really matter. The important thing is that the strong man is approaching.
Stronger than strong. Stronger than us.
"Cuckoo .."
From the depths of the body, the joy overshadowed the body.
I hope it is strong.
I want my body to be strong enough to tear it open.
I want to be strong enough to cut my neck in days.
I want to be strong enough to shrink even if I stand at the front.
Listen to my wishes. Carlock.
180th Chieftain vs Great Lord End