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Chapter 390 Are you teaching me how to do things?
The chiefs fell silent after hearing these words.
They're not stupid.
The orcs are trapped in the Bone Mountains and have nowhere to retreat.
The demons are closing in, and the living space for each tribe is shrinking.
If this continues, the extermination of our entire clan is indeed only a matter of time.
The scarred bear chieftain pondered for a moment, then spoke:
"Old Wolf King, what do you intend to do?"
A glint of light flashed in the old wolf king's eyes.
"Assemble the army and launch a counterattack against the demons!"
"Reclaim lost territory and rebuild our homes!"
The one-eyed minotaur hesitated:
"But... what if we can't win?"
"Those damned demons, there are too many of them."
The old wolf king sneered.
"Can't win?"
"You've just seen how powerful the weapons of the Great Xia Dynasty are."
"Low-level demons are like wheat in the face of these weapons."
"As long as we coordinate properly, and with the other races sharing the demonic forces, this battle will be no problem!"
The chiefs exchanged glances, a flicker of hesitation crossing their eyes.
Finally, the scarred bear chieftain slapped his thigh.
"Let's do it!"
"I'll offer ten thousand warriors!"
The one-eyed minotaur gritted his teeth and said:
"I'll offer 20,000!"
Other chiefs also expressed their opinions.
"I'll offer 15,000!"
"I'll offer eight thousand!"
"I'll pay..."
The old wolf king nodded in satisfaction.
In this way, the various tribes gathered 100,000 warriors.
With the addition of the 50,000 troops from the Old Wolf King's tribe, the total army numbered 150,000.
However, the chiefs weren't stupid.
They secretly gave their tribe's warriors a death order.
"Don't fight to the death; run if things turn bad."
"If the Old Wolf King's tribe can really defeat them, then you should go for it."
"If we can't win, we should retreat immediately and preserve our strength."
To put it bluntly, these 100,000 warriors are just here to observe and wait for the opportune moment to arrive.
Nobody knows whether the weapons of the Great Xia Dynasty are actually any good or not.
What if it's just for show?
What if the demons have a way to counter it?
What if the actual results aren't great?
In short, let's wait and see.
Now, the 150,000-strong army has been assembled, and it looks like it covers the entire mountainside, creating a magnificent sight!
Talos and Usok hovered in mid-air, looking down at the densely packed warriors below.
Nar, the only seventh-tier orc from another tribe to participate in the battle, flew over and said:
"We're all ready. When do we leave?"
Talos nodded upon hearing this.
"Ready? Let's go!"
Nar nodded.
"Okay, then I'll go back and lead the team."
Seeing his opponent leap away, Talos turned to his companion Ursok and whispered:
"Usok, do you think these guys are reliable?"
Usok grinned.
"Whether you can be relied on or not, we'll know after a battle."
"Once they see the true power of the Great Xia's weapons, they will no longer have any disloyalty."
Taros nodded, his eyes blazing with fighting spirit.
"Then let the demons see what a steel torrent really looks like!"
.......
Outside the Savage Bone Mountains, on the plains.
A massive army of 150,000 orcs marched out of the mountains.
The procession stretched for miles, billowing with dust.
Each soldier held some weapons in his hand.
Some carried rifles, the gun barrels gleaming coldly in the sunlight.
Some of them had several grenades hanging from their waists, which clanged as they walked.
Some even held the rocket launcher, completely captivated by it.
But that's about it.
The combination of animal skin clothing and technological equipment made them look as bizarre as cavemen wielding cannons.
As for the 50,000 warriors of the Old Wolf King's tribe, they walked in the very center, leading the way.
They are the best equipped.
Heavy machine guns, Gatling guns, man-portable rocket launchers, custom-made cannons, tanks, armored vehicles, and more are all available.
Each soldier also had a snap grenades hanging from their waist.
Some high-ranking winged beings have their spatial rings filled with various weapons, such as C4, stun guns, and aerial bombs.
In comparison, the 100,000 warriors of other tribes looked rather meager.
They mostly only had rifles and grenades.
A lucky few received rocket launchers, but the number was limited.
no way.
The Old Wolf King tribe has limited financial resources and cannot afford to buy more equipment.
It was already a stretch to arm 50,000 people in their own tribe.
As for the other tribes, we can only offer them some ordinary equipment as a reward.
However, even though it was just rifles and grenades, these soldiers were incredibly excited.
A werewolf warrior, carrying a rifle, grinned broadly.
"This thing works really well!"
"I tried it. I pulled the trigger, and the bullets whizzed away!"
"Much faster and more accurate than when I throw stones! Haha!"
Beside him, a minotaur warrior touched the grenade at his waist, his eyes filled with fanaticism.
"Hey, mine's even more powerful! With a bang, it'll blast a huge crater!"
"Those demon scum, just wait to be blown to bits!"
murmurs rose and fell among the crowd.
The orc warriors were filled with anticipation for the weapons of the Great Xia Dynasty.
They've been holding back for far too long.
They were being overwhelmed by the demons and had nowhere to retreat.
Now we finally have a chance to fight back.
Who wouldn't want to vent their anger?
Of course, the old werewolf tribe has to be supportive.
.......
Outside the Savage Bone Mountains, in the demon camp.
The demon scouts scattered across the mountains and plains had already relayed the orcs' movements.
The seventh-tier Demon Lord, Parker, sat on a chair made of bones, exuding both chilling aura and domineering presence.
At that moment, they heard from the scouts that the orcs had assembled an army of 150,000, led by three seventh-tier experts.
A hint of fear flashed in its eyes.
It couldn't help but recall its two previous failures.
The first time, they besieged the orc tribe, but Warwick drove them back, forcing them to retreat in defeat.
The second time, they joined forces with the seventh-tier Vel'Koz to attack Great Xia.
It was tasked with feinting an attack to draw attention, but when it realized something was wrong, it fled on its own, and Vicks was killed in battle.
The weapons of the Great Xia Dynasty are terrifying.
Missiles, lasers, fighter jets—any one of them could blast a sixth-tier demon to death.
Even the seventh-tier peak commander, Murphy, was dead, which made it impossible for it not to be wary.
However, even if it can't defeat the Great Xia, the orcs will always be a problem!
Although the orcs have many high-level combatants and are ruthless and desperate, they are still just so-so.
Three seventh-rank individuals?
It can easily take on two at once, and the remaining one can be dealt with by a combined attack from the sixth-tier demons.
Parker pondered this in his mind, but still felt it wasn't quite safe enough.
What if?
What if half-orcs also have the high-end weapons of the Great Xia?
It doesn't want to die.
It must survive to the end; as long as it lives, it can gradually increase its strength and advance to the level of a demon god.
Thinking of this, Parker suddenly stood up.
"Pass down the order!"
"Gather all the surrounding soldiers!"
The scout was taken aback:
"My Lord Demon Lord, this... will render our encirclement of the orcs ineffective."
Parker glanced over coldly and snorted.
"Are you teaching me how to do things?"
The scout hurriedly lowered his head, not daring to say another word, and quickly retreated to relay the order.