Chapter 443
Chapter 443.
Asoye asked, “Conquest? Who are you going to conquer?”
Eugene chuckled, “Who occupies the rich plains? Who owns the rich water and grass?”
Asoye says gruffly, “Are you going to start a war between orcs and humans?”
“Start a war? No, my old man!”
Eugene shook his head and said, “The war doesn’t need to be provoked, because there has always been a war between the two sides!”
He said excitedly, “Just a short hundred years ago, armies of the Ordo emerged from the Nerodan valley every year to drive out the nearby orc tribes! Deep in the forest you’d think that would be a peaceful action. Hell, they weren’t used to living in the steppes themselves, but they wouldn’t let us have our habitat there either, viciously lighting fires and burning the fertile pastures to ashes for nothing, creating a beautifully named buffer zone of open space for nothing.”
“And the establishment of the King’s Tent changed all that, as the beasts once again united under one banner and repelled countless attacks by human armies through valiant fighting.”
“Now, although we can’t say that we’ve completely overwhelmed the humans, we can proudly say that we’ve won more than we’ve lost, and we finally don’t have to flee in haste at the sight of human armies like we did a hundred years ago.”
Asoye was silent, he knew the heaviness of the orcish history, his tribe was the one whose ancestors had moved into the depths of the Forest God to escape the strife.
“All of this was brought about by High Chief Abar and his ancestors, and all of the Sons of the Steppes were favored by Clan Zarg. So we heartily elected him to be the leader of us all.”
Eugene waved his arms, he was so excited that even the flames in the fire pit kept leaping as if they were echoing him.
“Now, it is time to gather all our strength and earn more land for the survival of the orcs.”
He heavily tapped Asoye’s shoulder.
“Old man, I know you have always had a good reputation in this forest, and even the humans who live here speak well of you. Why should you let your prestige die in vain as your body ages. Are you just willing to nestle here for the rest of your life and silently turn into a pile of yellow earth!”
“Come, use your call to gather up the warriors of this forest to follow the king’s tent, and as long as one is willing to pledge allegiance to the great chieftain, even if they come from the human tribes we will not refuse them.”
Asoye’s body shook slightly, clearly Eugene’s words had sent ripples through his heart.
Eugene continued to persuade, “Aldo is in shambles because of the rebellion of the bannermen, Gabella has no time to care because of the succession fight, and the spiritual leader of the human world, the Holy See, is being overwhelmed by the religious strife in Horned Bay. They are now at their weakest moment in thousands of years. Isn’t this an opportunity given to us by the heavens?”
“Asoye, let us join hands and build great feats together? Think about it, your name will be will be sung throughout the prairie, and future generations will be proud of you.”
Asoye’s shoulders began to shake, and his breathing became rapid.
He stared unblinkingly at the flames, hoping to gain peace from them.
Finally, his breath slowly calmed down and his eyes became determined again.
“No!” He said in a somewhat stiff refusal.
“I still choose to follow the teachings of my ancestors and live quietly in the forest, avoiding any involvement in the strife on the edge of the steppe.”
Eugene said with great disappointment, “Asoye, you are no longer that bloodthirsty warrior; the years have eroded your courage and comfort has destroyed your will. Now you are just an old orc who is lingering and waiting for the pain of disease to consume him.” “Asoye, you’re still a selfish man, because of your own cowardice, you still use the rope to ensnare others, don’t you think about the warriors in your own tribe who are willing to be as mediocre as you are? Do you not think that your son is willing to be as ordinary as you are? Oh, Gunther! Gunther, what a wonderful lad he is, I saw it in his eyes at the feast, it has the boldness and ambition of our orcs, and now he is tripping over a cowardly father.”
Asoye shook his head and said, “Haha! Eugene, if you were ten years younger, this agitation tactic of yours might still be useful. But it is of no use to me now.”
“Maybe you’re right, I’m already an old man with worn out ambitions. But I still want to advise you that it’s better to be cautious about war.”
Seeing that he could not persuade his friend, Eugene could only shake his head and sigh.
Asoye asked, “Allow me to inquire, who does Great Chief Abar intend to take first?”
Eugene’s eyes widened, “What do you think of Aldo? As I said earlier, the rebellion of the bannermen has weakened the country, and the pacification of the rebellion was a tiger’s tail, and now they have lost their royal prestige, and the real lords around the country are stupid.”
Asoye waved his hand, “The sky is the limit, we …… ahem, I mean the only way to enter Aldo from the grasslands is the Nerodan Valley, which is dotted with fortresses and castles, it just takes ten years of gnawing to get through. As long as this valley is in the hands of humans, even if they are in internal turmoil, those outside will never want to fish in the muddy waters.”
“Heh!” A smug look appeared on Eugene’s face. “Your inherent perceptions have ossified your thinking! You have to know that there is more than just one way to enter Aldo, the Nerodan Valley.”
Asoye frowned, “How can that be? Where is there another …… Wait, you mean ……”
Eugene got his arms around him and affirmed, “Yes, it’s what you think!”
“That’s even more impossible!” Asoye had a look on his face like you’re talking about something crazy.
“Haha, I’m not just here for business, I’m also here with a willingness to be here for the impossible in my mouth.”
The happy expression on his face turned away and he sighed heavily.
“Asoye, since you are so stubborn, I won’t continue to persuade you. However, I hope you will not hinder me from recruiting the other tribes in this forest.”
“You can rest assured that if the other tribes are willing to go with you, I will not stand in the way, it goes against my inner code. Even among my own tribe, if there are warriors willing to join you, I will not stand in the way, but not in the name of the Blood Bull.”
“Good! Asoye, with your words I am relieved.”
Eugene stretched the wrinkles on his face as if the argument just now had never happened.
“Ah, right! Those dwarves will be coming in the next few days, right?”
“They come out to trade at this time every season, never an exception.”
“Good.”
The flames in the firepit were still leaping, providing constant heat inside the longhouse.
While Eugene fell asleep with a loud snore, Asoye was crushing and struggling to sleep, the
(End of chapter)