After listening to the Beast King's speculation, the faces of the orcs in the king's tent showed a look of understanding. In fact, the friction between them and the Winter Empire had never stopped, but at that time the Winter Empire was still called the Cologne Empire.

Almost three or four months ago.

The Bloodfang tribe was wiped out by a group of mysterious troops from Morning Light Town. No one in the entire Bloodfang legion was left alive, not even the little orcs were spared. After that, the surrounding orc tribes were in danger, and at the same time, they continued to dispatch

Orc soldiers launched an attack on the border fortress of the Black River Territory.

Before there was an order from the Beast King.

They will not launch a large-scale attack.

But the human villages outside the border were basically destroyed, and the humans in the villages were either killed or captured and used as slaves.

"So, this is revenge from the Winter Empire?"

Peloton scratched his chin.

"Maybe it's revenge, or maybe it's just a target... Someone come and bring me the information about Winter City!" The Beast King waved his hand, and two orc soldiers immediately turned around and left. After a while, they

Came back with a pile of cowhide.

Orcs don't have the same convenient recording tools as humans.

There are no parchment rolls or parchment paper.

They do have sheepskins.

But they prefer to use shade-dried cowhide.

Korkel blew a breath to blow away the dust on the cowhide, and then opened the cowhide, where some information was recorded crookedly in orc writing.

Due to the obvious physical characteristics of orcs, it is difficult for them to blend into human society, so most of this information comes from adventurers hunted on the border and the human caravans they plundered by orcs.

After watching for a while, Korkle raised his head.

"The King of the Winter Empire is just a champion knight, nothing to be afraid of!" He said to the orcs around him: "So now we have to come up with a plan, whether to send soldiers to get back the Tears of Poseidon, or to negotiate with An

After the cooperation with the Andorra Empire, the whole country will attack the Winter Empire. I think the king of Andorra will be happy to divide this fertile land."

"Your Majesty, I am willing to get back the Tears of Poseidon!"

The lion-orc Pate stood up.

He had lost things like Poseidon, and now was the time to make amends. Besides, wasn't that human king just a champion knight? Pate would not think that he was weaker than a champion knight.

"You alone are not enough to carry out the beheading plan on King Winter, and you also have to spend time to find out the whereabouts of the Poseidon's Tears."

Korkle shook his head, his eyes fell on Bart, and said: "Bart, you and Pat are of equal strength. You two go together. This should ensure that nothing goes wrong. But how do you get into human society? This

It’s a difficult problem to solve.”

Bart opened his mouth.

In fact, he didn't want to go at all.

Although the Winter King is only a champion knight, he is a king after all, and he has an army. If they are discovered, they may be massacred by the army.

Those defense equipment are no joke.

But now that the Beast King has made the decision for him, what else can he say?

"Your Majesty, the solution to this problem is very simple." Leiton smiled gracefully and took out a medicine bottle from the space ring, which contained some purple medicine. He showed the medicine to Kurkel and introduced: "This is

The magic potion imported from Saint-Souvenir can transform any creature into a human form, and the effect is one day."

"Is it Su Wenlier, who is called the country of potions?" the Beast King asked.

"Yes, Your Majesty, you are really well-informed."

Layton complimented and then said: "But it has a side effect, that is, every time a bottle is used, the user will lose their sexual desire for a week. This negative effect can be superimposed."

Bart and Pat were stunned when they heard this.

Suppose they stay in the Winter Empire for a month.

Wouldn't that mean losing your sexual desire for thirty weeks?

It's been almost a year.

It’s scary to think about not being able to lift it for a year!

"...This side effect is really...surprising..."

Korkel had a weird expression on his face and smacked his mouth.

In the culture of the orcs, in addition to having a big fist, it is also a hard truth to have strong fertility. Being strong in that aspect means that it can add more high-quality people to the orcs, and of course it will be respected by other orcs. If any orc

If you are not good at that, you will definitely be ridiculed by other orcs.

but……

"We orcs don't fear the pain of losing our sexual desire! Are you right, Pat, Bart?"

Pat was about to say forget it.

But seeing the ferocious look in the Beast King's eyes, and thinking about the second prince who had been castrated before, the polite refusal finally turned into a sentence, "Yes, Your Majesty!"

"What about you? Bart! What do you think?"

Korkle changed the direction of attack.

"Uh... Your Majesty, I think this matter can still be discussed..." Bart was making his last desperate struggle.

It cannot bloom for a year.

It would be better to kill him.

Besides, what if they lurk in the Winter Empire for longer?

That's more than just one year.

"Oh? What are we discussing?"

Kurklepi said with a smile: "Do you want to discuss whether you want to continue living as a male? I think the second prince must really hope that there are orcs who can feel the same way as him!"

Fuck empathy!

Bart thought viciously, he didn't want to be castrated.

"Your Majesty, I understand. I will carry out the mission with Pate and bring back the Tears of the Poseidon and the head of the Winter King!"

"Yes, it is what I, an orc warrior, should look like." Korkel nodded with satisfaction. He turned to ask Layton: "Friends from the Southern Continent, how many such potions can you come up with?"

Leighton smiled slightly, raised his chin slightly, and said generously: "We have everything. Arming a legion is not a problem. Please don't doubt how much spare supplies a young master of the family will carry when he goes out."

The corners of Korkel's eyes twitched.

So rich...

I really want to rob this mage...

The predatory gene in his bloodline is stimulating Korkele's brain.

But he knew there was no point in doing so.

Since the opponent dares to come in front of him, he has already made preparations for various measures. It is very stupid to blindly launch an attack before knowing the opponent's trump card.

"That's great." Korkel took a deep breath and grinned: "Bart, Pate, you go to your respective tribes to select a hundred warriors to cooperate with your operation this time. Friends from the Southern Continent

Potions will be provided for you."

"I'll go with them."

Layton added, "I also want to find the mysterious thief, peel off his soul, and let him know the price of teasing our Southern Continent mages."

Regarding Layton's proposal.

Of course Korkle would not refuse.

If the mage follows, he can better provide medicines to the orc soldiers.

"I will pay for all the potions."

Korkle assured.

"I only need the friendship of the orcs." Layton smiled and shook his head, "But now, I want to replace me with us, that is, me and the family behind me."

Kurkoler: "Deal!"
Chapter completed!