The Ogre’s Food Box

Almost all of the imperial regular forces have their own cannon fodder units, which are generally composed of civilians who have been sold into slavery, especially elderly people who have lost their ability to work, ugly-looking women and children with birth defects. This lowest-level cannon fodder has zero combat effectiveness, so it is generally not equipped with weapons and armor, and it only rushes into the battlefield with some wooden sticks and wooden boards as weapons. Their only task is to consume the opponent's physical strength, arrows and traps and other limited war resources.

A little better than this kind of pure cannon fodder is a deadly force composed of descending soldiers or prisoners of war. Although this kind of force cannot be said to have no combat effectiveness, the morale is absolutely negative, and naturally there will be no loyalty. In the heart, there are often cases of confrontation, so generally only equipped with a minimum of weapons and equipment, food supply can only barely maintain the state of starvation and freezing, and the role it can really play on the battlefield is also very limited.

Above these two are the sub-human warfare troops, with the retired gladiators of the gladiator as the backbone, and the cannon fodder composed mainly of natural warriors such as ogres, taurens, orc slaves. Their minds are simple and easy to control, and they can't plan decent rebellious actions, not to mention the combat effectiveness, sometimes more powerful than the regular army of the empire.

The only problem is that once such a force enters a combat state, it is easy for collective madness to occur. Although for any enemy, a mad Asian army will definitely be a nightmare, but such an army will also be a nightmare. It is impossible to accept human command and control. It's okay to go crazy in the enemy formation. If you don't control it for a while, you will go crazy in your own territory. If you don't fight, you will lose half. So throughout the empire, apart from the Dragon Cavalry Regiment, few troops dared to use Asian war slaves as cannon fodder.

That's where the mission of Goloon's trip is now. He wants to train the lazy, dirty and unruly guys in front of him into a real army. This is the task that Longqi handed Rhein to him, but it is also the goal set by Gron for himself.

Rhein standing next to Goron entered here and looked at Goron with his arms sneered. He naturally knew the hostility of this group of subordinate war slaves to them. He now wants to see Goron ’s performance. If you can't get through the first level. Naturally not to mention the work after that, he can only blame himself for wasting so much time and energy on this beautiful waste.

At this time, a tauren covered with gray and long hair trot over. He first made a kowtow salute to the Rhine, and then nodded humbly to Gron.

"Honorable Dragon Rider Master. My beloved master, old slave Byrne? The white corner greets you. Is this beautiful and noble lady the new slave training mentioned in your last inspection? What about the teacher? "

Gronn was too lazy to correct him and asked directly, "Are you responsible for this camp?"

"Yes. This camp is managed by the old slaves, and the training in the weekdays is also the old slaves."

Gorron looked at this guy and knew at a glance that it was probably an old slave who had been a slave for a long time. It may even have been a slave since his ancestors. The corners of this generation of slaves have long been smoothed. Loyal and honest, and know the rules very well. This is the best choice for managing war slave camps.

Even if the race is a tauren, the sub-human slaves like this have already lost that blood and wildness, and even the talent is not awakened. Of course, the fighting power will not be placed in the eyes of this group of subordinate war slaves, but he has the rights granted by the dragon knights. The regular dragon knights guarding this camp can be mobilized to suppress and punish slaves who are not disciplined, and even have the power to kill.

"Byan is my domestic slave, you can trust it with confidence. During your time as a trainer for these bastards, it will be your deputy ..."

"I do not need."

"... you can let go and I'm expecting ... wait, what did you just say?" The responding Rhine looked at Gron in surprise, and said with little confirmation: "You just said, you don't need to worship En's help? "

"Yes." Gron nodded and admitted. Then he pointed to the sentry on the fence and added: "Not only the old tauren, but also the team of dragon knights responsible for guarding this camp can be removed, and I don't need them."

Rhein stopped talking, but his face was horrible and gloomy. Obviously his anger may erupt at any time. In his view, Gron did not call self-confidence at all, but was completely stupid and arrogant.

He is the only one of the three major dragon riders who is interested in training war slaves and cannon fodder. He also has a deep understanding of these sub-human slaves. If there is no one to watch the guards at all times, then it will not take a night It will turn upside down. Then run a polished light.

Gron was not as delicate and weak as he seemed. This Rhine naturally knew that he knew that he might have an artifact-level magic cannon in his hand. It was no problem to kill one or two sub-war slaves who were not disciplined in a blink of an eye. But after all, he was only one person, even with the one-eyed ogres, there were only two, and there are more than two hundred slaves here, and this is not all. Rein cannot imagine Goron alone. How to manage this group of crazy beasts.

It seemed that Gron had not seen the dangerous face of Long Qi, he still said to himself: "This fence is actually unnecessary, but forget it, there is no need to laboriously take it down ... Yes, Master Rhine Do n’t you say that my main task is to train a group of ogres? But I did n’t see any ogres here. ”

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ..." Rhein suddenly laughed in the sky, then turned and walked towards a row of wooden houses deep in the camp, then spit out three words viciously: "Come with me."

It was a row of crumbled houses, many of which had walls and walls scattered all around. However, when I walked closer, I found that these wooden houses were all very spacious. After I walked in, I saw one after another inside. Large iron cages, each of which is undoubtedly closed with a huge and powerful ogre. Judging from the war patterns on the skins of these ogres, they all came from the same ogren clan, and they are also a clan very familiar to Goron.

Tekken ...

This ogre clan is one of the strongest clan in the ogre world. The number of scales is dozens of times that of the black-handed ogre, and there are outer tribes of the Iron Fist clan in many areas of the Dota continent. In the past, in order to compete for the rainforest area of ​​the peninsula, the Iron Fist clan and the Black Hand clan and the Amazon Centaur where Goron had fought, all suffered heavy losses. Therefore, the Iron Fist clan can be called one of the main opponents of the Black Hand clan in addition to the Amazon Centaur.

"I recently ran a special trip to Dustwallow Marsh, carefully selected this group of guys from the little-known iron fist ogre village. Their advantage is that they are thick and thick, and they are very resistant. I did n’t do it when I shot. Intentionally, these are the guys who can survive in the end. Of course, the shortcomings are here, they are all from the same belligerent clan, and the level is not low, so the taming is straight up, in fact, So far, with the exception of a few killed, none of the ogres have been released from their cages. "

Rhein looked at Gron, with a sneer on his lips, and continued: "How about, should I just release them all too, so that it is not more time-saving and labor-saving for you to train."

If Gron did dare to nod, then Rhein made up his mind and immediately let this pretty little idiot get out, and at the risk of being scolded by the Marshal, he should also give him a lifelong unforgettable lesson Dare to play with his punishment.

However, Gorron watched these ogres think about it seriously, and then replied after a while: "No, keep them closed like this, and I will let them out when the time is right."

"At this time, do you still think that you can subdue the war slaves by yourself?" Rhein had angrily smiled now.

Gronn asked in a puzzled way: "You asked me to come, isn't it just to let me do this?"

Rhein suddenly froze. He carefully looked at Gron's eyes, trying to determine whether he was playing with himself, or whether he really had his own set of methods. But in the end Rhein could not confirm that Gauron's expression was too natural. The innocent and inscrutable and lovely look made him unable to pick out the slightest problem. In the end, Rhein simply gritted his teeth and said fiercely: "Okay, I will fight this slave camp to abandon, see if you can bring me a surprise."

Rhein is gone, leading his old tauren and the team of dragon cavalry guards away. And the walk was very simple and very easy, and even a handover procedure was not processed, so he bluntly threw a large group of slave cannon ashes that did not respond to what happened to Gron, and then closed the door and left.

After noticing that the Dragoons who patrolled on the fence were all gone, this group of slaves began to whisper and discuss a very serious and realistic problem ...

Should they run away at once, or should they kill the pretty little man in front of them, fill their stomachs, and then run over the wall ...

It was not until a one-eyed ogre took a heavy step, and a stick knocked the entire camp gate into smash, the group of guys returned to silence, and they watched the horrible one-eyed monster waving a thick and scary totem The giant pillar, and then the patron saint generally stood behind Goron, and the slaves began to think seriously. Perhaps their freedom is not as far away from themselves as they think ...

"Slaves! I need ten places now, and ten places that need to be slaughtered for today's" dinner "materials. I hope you will sign up. From now on, anyone who wants to get out of this camp will consider him as an automatic registration. , It does n’t matter if the number is too large, it ’s just for everyone to add meals. But if you are a group of useless gangsters, and you really ca n’t get ten people together, then pick out the most useless waste among you. , This is my first day in office, I can't make everyone hungry ... "(~ ^ ~)