A mage's journey begins with a battle mage.

Chapter 182 Orcs Will Never Be Slaves

Theoretically, since Gruush has become an orc, all orcs are equal, but this is only in theory.

All orcs are equal, but some orcs are more equal than others.

boom.

The young orc knocked an old orc to the ground with a single punch, and his weapon fell to the ground.

This is the arena, a makeshift structure surrounded by wooden spikes to prevent orcs from escaping.

"Old man, you've gotten weaker."

"You've lost your humanity!"

"Ha ha ha ha."

The young orc seemed to have heard something interesting, and then he spoke.

"Humanity? I am an orc, I don't need humanity!"

As he spoke, he picked up his weapon, preparing to execute the old orc.

The old orc was not to be outdone, and picked up the fallen object and stabbed it hard into the opponent's thigh.

"what!"

The young orc screamed in pain, followed by immense shame and anger.

He actually got hurt by an old man.

"I'm going to tear you to pieces!"

He launched another attack, but it was easily thwarted by the old orc.

"well played!"

In the stands, Bayes ate a roasted animal leg and watched the battle with amusement.

In the Bear Tribe, if you don't want to starve to death, you can challenge others; the loser will become the winner's food.

No need for the other party's consent, as long as the tribal leader, namely Byrs, agrees.

There's nothing more enjoyable than eating while watching a duel, and if there is, it's being able to tear your enemy apart.

While thinking, Bayes ate meat and drank wine in large gulps.

Below the stage, the old orc had successfully killed the young orc.

It seems that having rich combat experience is indeed somewhat useful.

"Eat up, why aren't you eating?"

Bairs felt a sense of bewilderment as he watched the old orc neither eat nor take away the young orc's body, but simply leave silently.

"Forget it, old man, eat it or don't, he deserves to starve."

Shaking his head, Bayes didn't bother with any of that.

"Next pair!"

Soon, the fighting resumed offstage.

But the sounds of fighting seemed to grow louder and louder, accompanied by roars and wails.

It was as if someone was fighting nearby.

"Lord Bayes! It's...it's humans! The humans have attacked!"

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Looking at the numerous animal hide tents in the distance, Jiang Shuzhou narrowed his eyes.

There are quite a few orcs, probably around 100,000.

This number of orcs is quite large, considering it's just a small tribe, not even qualified to join the Horde alliance.

After all, to join a tribal alliance, one must at least have a stable settlement.

It could be a volcanic crater, a warm underground world, or a warm place you create yourself.

But this kind of tribe is clearly not qualified.

But that's exactly what Jiang Shuzhou was fighting—this kind of tribe.

In order to collect souls and create crystals.

This time, Jiang Shuzhou will personally lead the charge, determined to utterly defeat the enemy.

Jiang Shuzhou is currently riding a horse, but it's not a proper horse; Jiang Shuzhou has taken some time to modify it.

Its speed, endurance, and comfort have all been enhanced, making it a Tier 3 magical beast.

After all, we're going to fight outside the Great Wall, and it wouldn't be the same without riding a horse.

"The day to seal the wolf's lair and relocate to the capital is here!"

"On my command, all troops, charge!"

At Jiang Shuzhou's command, a large number of cavalry and hunting dogs poured out like a torrential rain, heading straight for the Bear Tribe.

Jiang Shuzhou, holding a small flag, brought up the rear.

This flag is called the Human Emperor Flag, and it is specifically used to collect souls. Normal mages would use crystal balls to collect souls, but Jiang Shuzhou is not normal; he has a unique personality.

Since it was a custom-made piece, Jiang Shuzhou had the final say on what he wanted, so he made a flag without hesitation.

This is how you can differentiate it from ordinary products on the market.

Furthermore, this flag can not only contain and remove souls, but also change its form depending on how much is inside.

The more you fill it, the denser the golden mist floating around you becomes, and when it's full, it turns into a mesmerizing purple.

It exudes nobility, and you would never guess that this thing is used to collect souls.

Jiang Shuzhou only made one of these, mainly because it was too expensive; even with his wealth, he felt the pinch.

If it weren't for the fact that it was related to his promotion, he wouldn't have been willing to make such a thing.

"kill!"

"Kneel down and surrender, and we'll provide food and lodging! Resist to the bitter end, and you'll die!"

Accompanied by shouts of battle, Jiang Shuzhou's army stormed into the tribe.

"Orcs will never be slaves!"

With a roar, Bayes charged out of the arena.

Then he was met with bullets and knives.

With his superhuman physique, Bayes withstood bullets and casually knocked several soldiers away.

However, when he tried to continue his attack and kill the humans who dared to attack, he found himself surrounded by hounds.

He was surrounded by hundreds of hunting dogs.

"Trying to trap me? Impossible!"

With that, Bayes brandished his axe and swung it down at the hound, attempting to tear a path to freedom.

Unfortunately, he failed. The hounds were all of a higher class, and Bayes's strike had little effect.

Immediately afterwards, a dozen or so hunting dogs charged toward Bayes, barking loudly.

His fate is already clear.

With screams of agony, he was torn to pieces by the hunting dogs and eaten.

It seems he lost this match.

Jiang Shuzhou refocused his attention. The hunting dogs' actions were commanded by Jiang Shuzhou; otherwise, how could they have been so orderly?

As Byers said, the orcs were still fighting back, and almost all of them, except for some of the older ones, intended to fight to the very end.

However, Jiang Shuzhou had his own way.

It started to rain from the sky, but it wasn't real rain; it was food.

Dry food, dried meat, dried fish.

"It's food! It's food!"

"Meat!"

For a moment, the beastmen stopped resisting. Their eyes were glazed over, they knelt on the ground, grabbed food and stuffed it into their mouths.

Even if they die, they want to die with their fill.

The glory and dignity of the orcs?

Hunger and fear are insignificant compared to these.

The fear of death and the craving for food caused these beastmen to abandon their dignity.

Sure enough, the students' suggestions weren't entirely useless. It was just a matter of killing off a group of disobedient students first, then intimidating another group, and finally bribing the rest.

Food rained down, clattering onto the soldiers' armor.

Some of the orcs were hit on the head and bled profusely, but they still voluntarily bathed in the rain.

Even though their food was stained with blood, they tirelessly collected it, simply because they wanted to survive.

When the last nobleman was killed, the Bear Tribe had no more orcs willing to fight.

A withered hand stretched out of the tent. Unlike his kind, he did not swallow it whole, but instead ate it little by little.

This is that old orc.