Four-Armed Divine Emperor

Wolf's own personal guards consisted of almost thirty people, all of whom were brave and skilled fighters carefully selected from various warriors. More than half of them had suffered casualties in this battle alone.

The orcs were originally at a disadvantage in terms of numbers compared to the mountain people. Although in fact, as long as there are sufficient supplies, the orcs' reproduction ability is not weaker than that of humans, but before the birth of the prophet, they have always been in a state of being jointly targeted by the mountain people, and they are hostile to each other. Finally, they were trapped in the barren land of the northeast and had to actively control the population.

If more than half of the orcs involved in this battle were killed or wounded, then even after victory, how to suppress those treacherous mountain tribes would be a big problem.

Wolf had many considerations in his mind. He was not just a warrior. The werewolf leader was able to obtain a status below the prophet in today's united tribes and gain the trust of the wolf priestess even though his own tribe and the tribe where the "prophet" was born were originally in hostility. His ability and thoughts were evident.

"The casualties among our tribe were too great. When the enemy reinforcements arrived, they were unreliable..."

It communicated with the priestess in a low voice, while glancing around with the corner of its eye. Several mountain chiefs, surrounded by their personal guards, seemed to be observing the battle situation, but were actually secretly looking at the altar.

However, the priestess just pursed her lips and shook her head in pain. A strange power entered the werewolf's body from the place where her hands touched Wolf's cheek, healing the scars on the latter's body.

"We don't get a second chance."

After doing all this, the wolf priestess had a thin layer of sweat on her forehead.

"If we win this battle, we still have a chance. If we lose, we will have nothing!" She gritted her teeth, turned around and walked to the altar. The most loyal maids of the ancestors immediately surrounded her, changed the wolf girl's sacrificial clothes, and put on a set of carefully crafted armor for her.

The guards nearby immediately hammered the ground with the butts of their spears and halberds, singing and shouting war songs from the ancient wilderness.

The orcs' priests and religious figures are not just the weak and insincere type who perform rituals in front of the battle.

They are also good at using magical weapons to smash the enemy's heads on the battlefield and send them to meet their ancestors.

The priestess also had some thoughts in her mind that were difficult to tell to outsiders. The tribal orcs who had come from the south brought the wolf girl a very important piece of information. If the enemy was determined, even if the priestess chose to retreat in time to preserve her strength, the enemy could still use the key figures in their hands if they were still alive.

To disintegrate the main group of orcs in the united tribes.

At this moment, Wolfe sighed in his heart.

It has an irreversible pessimistic attitude towards the future of the tribe. After the tragic mutual consumption, their strength has been greatly weakened, but the strength of the enemy is still strong.

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But there was not too much damage.

The enemy's main force is still there, and their morale is high. Even if they can break through by force, winning the final battle will inevitably come at a huge cost of casualties, which means that the orcs' complete defeat has entered the countdown... Whether they are defeated by the subsequent reinforcements, or retreat to their headquarters and are besieged by the enemy together with those tribes that will never be tied to the orcs, the final outcome of the united orc tribes that finally waited for the birth of a prophet will definitely not be good.

But no matter how much Wolf thinks, he is still a brave, warlike and outstanding orc warrior!

Its pessimism about strategy will not affect its current mood; on the contrary, it will only make its axe faster and its steps more determined!

Only by doing their utmost to win this current battle will they be qualified to discuss the future! And the harder they work in this casualty, the less the orcs will suffer, and the greater their capital in competing for the future!

"The ancestors are on top!"

Seeing that the priestess was determined to fight, it picked up its shield and axe again, shouting the names of its ancestors, and received a wave of responses!

The sound of trumpets and drums of war comes again, this time with the resolute and tragic meaning of burning the boats and crossing the river!

Everyone in the battle formation, even the wounded who had been evacuated, picked up their weapons as long as they still had the strength to move. They took heavy, trembling but determined steps, facing the fiery red totem flag, following the footsteps of the prophets and ancestors, and marched towards the enemy.

The orcs will launch an all-out attack, and if things go as expected, this will be their last offensive in this battle.

Or perhaps it will be the last time for the orcs in the entire borderland.

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"The enemy's flag is moving!"

Bored and watching the battle from a watchtower, Caesar stood up excitedly and jumped off the tower.

All four of his arms were itching to fight, eager to win the battle for the Blood Father!

"Prepare to send the signal, it's time for those guys to do their job."

Elsa gave an order. At this point, tactics and strategies no longer mattered. The conventional combat forces of both sides had almost been exhausted. The Four-Armed Man had a slight advantage but not much better. The enemy had to push forward the last of its elite troops, and if they could not achieve anything, they would collapse.

But in order to completely crush the orcs' will to resist, Cyrus proposed to gather all his sons and lead the troops to attack the elite led by the enemy prophet, defeat the enemy head-on, and slaughter their elite. In this way, the northeast and even the rest of the area can be conquered by a single order.

But Elsa rejected the proposal after thinking about it. As her father's eldest daughter, Elsa learned a lot from Al.

For example, a certain morality, conscience, compassion...

An active attack would greatly consume the soldiers of both sides, which seemed unnecessary to Elsa, who had already taken the strategic initiative.

Like Ansuna, she was calculating multiple accounts.

The cost of training a warrior, the reward of capturing a slave alive...

This made Elsa not want to pay a greater price to win that insignificant result on the battlefield. As long as she could win, the united tribes still had no power to resist the Four-Armed Man, so why should she waste more lives?

Living people can create more value.

Facing the flaming orcish flag, Elsa thought for a while and made a decision.

Come to me

The offspring also have a spiritual connection with each other. Although it is not as strong as the ultra-long-distance delay-free transmission of El and them, it can form a fast and convenient communication network when the range is close, and even achieve the function of a local area network chat room.

As the eldest of the heirs and also the commander appointed by Aiel, the eldest daughter's call is her father's order. Including the three of them, a total of twenty heirs gathered in the camp, leading the most elite troops, ready to meet the orcs' final powerful attack.

......

"Ancestors..."

Wolf staggered a few steps, covering the place where he was pierced by the spear. His feet could no longer support his burly body, and he knelt on the ground.

Caesar crossed his arms and curled his lips at the wolf leader.

He was nearly beheaded by Wolfe who made a desperate attack, but fortunately, Aisha's psychic power blocked the crucial blow for him, allowing the Third Son's spear to successfully penetrate the enemy's chest.

This is a strong opponent.

Caesar thought to himself that if his "seed" was mature, he would be willing to try to transform the other party into his own offspring, but now...

Among all the heirs, perhaps only Elsa can do it. Others, even the second heir Cyrus who has the smallest time gap, have not yet reached the level to transform heirs.

When an immature gene seed enters another person's body, it will only become an extremely horrible poison and curse. If you are lucky, it can become a deformed monster, but if you are less lucky, it will just be a pile of twisted rotten meat.

Thinking of this, Caesar turned around and looked at Elsa.

As the eldest sister, Elsa seemed to understand Caesar's idea. She walked over without wearing a helmet. Among all the heirs, only she, Caesar, and a few injured ones were free. The others were leading the elite vanguard to encircle and kill the last batch of elite orcs who went into battle.

The mountain people in the united tribes had tacitly agreed not to fight anymore, or foolishly fled the battlefield, or followed the tribes that turned against them and began to slaughter the orcs who stayed behind and the tribes that insisted on resisting.

"Do you think so?"

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Beside them, they looked at the werewolf leader who was a head taller than them even when kneeling. Wolf was not dead yet, and his heart was still beating hard and lightly.

It still breathes, it still feels.

At the moment when its body was about to be stripped away, its mind became extremely clear. It heard the resolute battle cry of its own people, the wails of the wounded being slaughtered from the rear, and the unwillingness of the souls of countless dead soldiers.

It sensed that the two extraordinary mortal warriors before it seemed to be discussing its fate.

It's dead, or at least dying.

A dying orc, it couldn't think of any other way to "deal with" it.

Maybe beheading or skinning them in the discussion room as trophies?

It doesn't matter anymore...

It realized that the war was disadvantageous to the orcs, so it took the initiative to propose withdrawing troops and reconsidering the matter, but it seemed that there was no better way than surrendering or escaping. Taking the initiative to attack was to seize an opportunity and to accelerate the final result.

It has tried its best.

I just hope that the orcs' bloodline will not be cut off, and that their flesh and soul will return to nature. One day, on this land, when the prophet dances the sacrificial dance and the orcs blow the horn, they will be able to stand with their ancestors and be respected and commemorated by their descendants.

The light in the werewolf's eyes was rapidly fading, and Elsa had already communicated with Caesar.

"If it succeeds, it will also be my offspring."

"It doesn't matter. Just let it follow me. You can call it back if you want."

"it is good."

Respecting the opponent, thus giving him rest in peace, and giving him a noble death, these things did not exist in the eyes of his descendants.

They value a certain existence, whether it is an enemy or a subordinate, and the only highest level of "courtesy" is to think of incorporating the other party into the clan of the Four Arms bloodline and transforming them into their own offspring.

Defeat the enemy and assimilate the enemy.

Weakening the enemy while expanding their tribe is the instinctive nature of the descendants. The only difference is that they will be influenced by personal likes and dislikes.

For example, Caesar values ​​the werewolf leader because of the fighting ability he demonstrated; but Elsa doesn't care about it.

The eldest daughter walked up to the werewolf who was already embraced by death. According to the peaceful level of the Thurso area, with such injuries, Wolf could be regarded as a dead man.

She did not pull out the spear from the werewolf's chest. Pulling it out now would only hasten its fall. Instead, she transformed her appendages into claws, found a wound on the werewolf's arm, and injected her seed into the wolf leader's body.

Those aggressive gene seeds inherited from Aiur quickly began their only two instinctive tasks:

Devour and transform.

Even in a dying state, the alpha wolf's body was trembling instinctively, as if howling for the changes that were about to happen to it.

It didn't matter after Elsa completed this task. It seemed that her gene seed still had some time to mature, but that didn't mean she couldn't successfully transform others. It could only be said that life and death depended entirely on Wolf's own opportunities. If he was lucky, he could join the ranks of conquerors in one step. If he was unlucky, he wouldn't care about having one more deformed corpse on the battlefield.

"Long live!"

A victory cry sounded from the front and side, and Elsa turned to look.

The war is over.

Chapter 80: End of the Expedition

When Wolf fell, there were less than three hundred warriors left by the Wolf Prophet.

As the commander of the orcs and the top-tier greatsword, Wolff, the alpha wolf, handed over most of the soldiers to the Prophet, and he himself led a hundred elite warriors who were determined to die, which he had gathered with great difficulty. Even though they were not considered outstanding warriors in the past, at this moment, they were determined to die and deserved any praise.

They launched a desperate attack on the enemy's flag, hoping to behead the enemy commander, or at least seize the flag, disrupt the enemy formation, and create a chance for the wolf girl troops in front of them.

Unfortunately, however, Wolfe himself was restrained by the two most powerful among his descendants. His attack was like waves hitting the reefs. Apart from being loud and powerful, it did not have the effect of destroying both himself and the enemy.

This is the case when the descendants did not use their warlock abilities to cast spells. Otherwise, if they used the power of elemental control in front of them, even the bravest orc warriors in the mortal world would clearly realize one thing:

Their lives, their courage, their fighting skills and their fearlessness of death—all are meaningless in the face of magic!

It’s not that the orcs don’t have spellcasters, but for various reasons, “they” and “them” have been regarded as two classes and two races.

Furthermore, their numbers were far less than those of human spellcasters. Improving spells also required a great deal of resources, and most of the orc tribes, located in remote and barren areas, simply couldn't afford to support an orc spellcaster at the normal rate of growth of his human classmates employed in any secular kingdom. Therefore...

When Wolf fell, it basically announced that the battle ended with the Orc coalition's complete defeat. From a normal secular perspective, at this point, it was meaningless to resist stubbornly. The Four-Armed Men had no stain of slaughtering prisoners, and the Devengaelic people behind them had always prided themselves on their so-called "virtues" and had a certain degree of honor and moral constraints in this regard.

However, the Xerxes in the east were not very good at this. They might retaliate and kill as punishment because of the heavy casualties.

According to Wo

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According to Erfu's previous thoughts and common sense, the wolf girl's best choice at the moment is to surrender. Although it is shameful, according to the Four-Armed People's treatment of those who resist and then fail, they are usually taken as prisoners and forced to do labor, and the tribe is split and relocated, but at least their lives and property within a certain range can be preserved.

From then on, as long as they do not show signs of rebellion or rebellion, the current generation will be able to integrate into the mainstream of society and will not be discriminated against or excluded because of their status as losers.

After all, this has been the rule in the border area for thousands of years: you eat me and I eat you, and everyone is just a small fry, swallowing each other up. If you can't relax your identity recognition and quickly assimilate the conquered forces, it will be difficult to snowball and grow.

But the wolf girl's persistence still caused nearly half of the orc warriors to sacrifice meaninglessly at the hands of the four-armed man.

No one would feel resentful or dissatisfied about this. This is the courage of sacrifice and the honor of dying in battle that the orcs have always been proud of.

In the end, the wolf girl ordered her lieutenant to lead the remaining tribe to surrender after her death, but she herself had already made up her mind to die.

The "ancestor prophet" who appeared in the southern tribe fell into the hands of the wizard—which meant that he fell into the hands of the four-armed man.

It would be very simple for them to control the orcs in the future. If she died, or even if she was alive, it would not matter. They could just nominate the fox girl who had probably become the enemy's plaything or slave.

The prophet holds the power to "explain" the will of the ancestors and is an object of absolute respect by the orcs. Throughout history, no orc ancestor has known that he was killed by the orc tribe. Therefore, as long as the wolf girl is not there, the fox girl prophet comes up, even if she turns around and leads the orcs to kneel to "Anu God", most orcs will only think that "the ancestors have changed their minds" and then happily follow the prophet to bow down. Even if there are still a small number of opposing voices, they will at most choose to "split up and go their own way."

But the wolf girl still has a chance to survive. As long as she surrenders voluntarily, she will most likely not be killed due to her own special characteristics - but she is a werewolf, not a dog.

She could not bear being imprisoned, nor could she imagine herself becoming a prisoner. Rather than being treated as a slave, it would be better to die quickly. This way, the enemy would have one less hot potato to deal with, and the fox prophet could easily take over the orc tribe and turn around quickly, and the people would suffer less pain.

The wolf girl regretted not listening to Wolf's request. She should have withdrawn her troops when the stalemate came to an end, and then decisively packed up her luggage and fled. That way there would still be a glimmer of hope.

Those recalcitrant mountain people would not dare to cause trouble directly and confront the orc army before the main force of the orcs was destroyed and the army of the four-armed men arrived. There should not be much resistance to their migration.

But if I escape this time, where can I escape to?