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Chapter 310: Speaking out of integrity
He glared at Huqiu with a hint of annoyance. It must have been this unreliable guy who brought them to watch the show!
"Be careful, or I'll tell the high priest you're slacking off!" If he remembered correctly, this should be the time for their patrols.
Huqiu shrugged, "It's not time for us to start work yet, and besides..."
He smirked and stepped aside, revealing his back. Lin Baiyan scratched his head a little embarrassedly, "Hehe~"
Once you start watching the drama unfold, you'll do it countless times!
It wasn't time for them to launch a sneak attack, so they retreated back to their safe base, which gave Lin Baiyan the opportunity to secretly fish for a while.
"Xi Zhao, I'm not trying to criticize you, but this isn't how you show concern for someone. You need to be gentler!" Lin Baiyan looked at him seriously.
For some reason, Xi Zhao felt a little uneasy. "I... I didn't care about him."
Lin Baiyan looked at him with a mischievous grin. Look at him, still trying to be stubborn.
He went along with Xi Zhao's words, "Alright, alright, you didn't care about him. We were just overthinking it!"
Pooh!
Let the straight man keep his stubbornness!
He'll regret it sooner or later!
Lin Baiyan secretly despised Xi Zhao's hypocritical behavior.
They completely forgot how conflicted they were when they first faced Lang Cang.
Behind Xi Zhao, Quan Guo, who was wearing an animal skin coat, widened his eyes in surprise. Who was he concerned about? Him?
He then heard Xizhao's vehement denial, and while Quanguo breathed a sigh of relief, he also felt a slight sense of disappointment.
Standing opposite Xi Zhao, Lin Baiyan immediately understood what the sub-beastman was thinking. He thought maliciously, "I'm not going to tell Xi Zhao!"
At this moment, Lang Cang, who had gone out on patrol, returned, and the leaders gathered together again.
"I estimate that the Chaoxiong tribe has about two thousand orcs, with about eighteen hundred male orcs."
The Superbringer Tribe has the largest number of male orcs among the northern tribes. You can hardly see any old orcs in the Superbringer Tribe; most of them are strong and healthy male orcs.
In the minds of these male orcs, old orcs are a burden, a waste of food, and once they lose their usefulness, the tribe will abandon them without hesitation.
If it weren't for the fact that sub-beastmen could reproduce, the Super Hero Tribe wouldn't even want to raise these sub-beastmen.
In fact, many of their tribe's cubs were snatched from other smaller tribes.
"Two thousand people? That's too many." Xunliang frowned. "We only have a thousand people at most."
The odds are too high, how can they possibly win?
Lang Cang said in a deep voice, "It is true that they have a large number of people, but don't forget that there are also many other small affiliated tribes among them."
Hearing this, the docile girl's eyes lit up. "You mean..."
Lang Cang nodded in response, "When things get chaotic, why wouldn't they resist?"
Lin Baiyan shook his head. Lang Cang was thinking too simply. Under the extreme oppression of the Chaoxiong tribe, those smaller tribes might have already lost the will to resist, and might even have developed a strange mentality, commonly known as being subjected to PUA.
In such a long-term, oppressive environment, they would only desperately protect their master or do more work in order to beg for a little leniency, rather than thinking of killing him to gain freedom.
After Lin Baiyan finished speaking, Itachi frowned. "So, does that mean we still have to be wary of these subordinate tribes?"
“Not all small tribes are like this; this mentality is something that accumulates over many years,” Lin Baiyan explained.
Lang Cang's heart sank. "I didn't think things through completely."
The docile one shook his head. "How can you blame yourself?"
"The tentative plan is still a sneak attack, letting the assassin team infiltrate first and wear them down," Lin Baiyan pondered for a moment.
Wolf Cang continued, “This camp has three gates: east, west, and south. The east gate is the main gate, guarded by two hundred orcs from the City of Ten Thousand Beasts. The west and south gates are guarded by two hundred orcs from each of your two tribes. The remaining four hundred orcs will obey my orders.”
Lin Baiyan nodded in agreement.
In the dead of night, the loud laughter and noise inside a tent in the Chaoxiong tribe was unusually loud.
Zhu Huang sat in the main seat, holding a beautiful female sub-beastman in his arms, his fingers moving restlessly.
His greasy face scrunched up as he laughed and looked at the male orc on his left, "Brother Pig Violent, are you serious? Leading our Super Hero Tribe to the south?"
He had long heard of the rich lands to the south, where there was an abundance of food and supplies.
Their Chaoxiong tribe may seem like they can dominate in the north, but in the south, they are no match for them at all!
It is said that there is a Yellow Stone tribe in the south. Their tribe is unimaginably large, and all the houses are made of hard and solid stone.
The orcs in the tribe didn't even wear tattered animal skins; they wore clothes made from leaves. Much more comfortable than animal skins!
The male orc boar he called "brother" was missing an ear, and his smile was quite ferocious. "Why would I lie to you? As long as you can destroy the Silver Fox and Silver Tiger and become the largest tribe in the north, gaining greater power, I can also take you to enjoy the good life!"
He pulled the orc next to him into his arms, and the orc cried out in surprise, trembling.
Pig Bao gave a sinister smile. "What, are you afraid of me?"
"Am I that scary?" The missing ear has always been a sore spot for him. Pig Violent hates it when people look at him with those strange eyes.
"No, no, sir, you're not scared at all..." the orc stammered, trying to ingratiate himself, but before the pig-like monster could even finish speaking, it slapped him across the face. "What are you?"
The orc immediately knelt down and kowtowed, "My lord, my lord, please spare me! Please spare me!"
Someone warned him before he arrived that if he didn't serve the distinguished guests well, he would be thrown into a pot and boiled alive!
Pig Bao's eyebrows drooped, and a wicked smile curled at the corner of his mouth. "Alright."
"Slice him into pieces for me, so I can taste what live flesh tastes like. Remember, don't let him die."
The orc was dragged away, weeping. His shrill screams echoed outside the tent. During this time, another orc came in carrying leaves, and blood trickled down his path beneath the leaves.
Zhu Huang's eyes twitched as he looked at Zhu Bao's rather enjoyable expression.