MTL - Steel, Guns and the Industrial Party Across the World-Chapter 569

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Callum stuck out his tongue and licked his chapped lips. On the grassland in winter, the cold wind blows on people's faces like knives, and it feels like they are about to pull the face off.

Even for an orc, the cold wind is unbearable.

Callum wrapped himself in his fur coat, took off the wine bag tied around his waist, unplugged it, and gulped down a few mouthfuls of wine. Stimulated by the alcohol, he felt a little warmth from his abdomen , so that the body will not be so cold.

It's almost here, and we will be back in Wang's Tent soon! He shook the reins, and the horse under his crotch accelerated.

Ah, I will be able to enjoy the grilled meat that is sizzling and oily later, and the milk wine that is so warm that it can melt my heart. Thinking of this, Callum can't help but produce fluid in his mouth.

He turned around and shouted to his team: "Soldiers, speed up! Warm tents are waiting for us."

"Whoa whoa-!"

His subordinates raised their arms in response to their leader.

"Let's go!" The warrior in charge of guarding the prisoners severely whipped those who were about to become slaves.

In this orc team, apart from warriors on horseback, there was also a large group of captives walking on foot with their arms tied by ropes. They were also orcs.

Compared with those soldiers, these captives were thinly clothed, and some of them were wounded, making them extremely miserable. But there was no expression of resignation or resentment on their faces, they just silently obeyed the orders of those who controlled them, and strode their legs desperately to keep up with the speed of the horses. The orcs on the grassland worship the strong, which is a tradition that has been passed down for thousands of years. For those who can conquer themselves by force, they will spontaneously offer their loyalty, but once the conqueror shows signs of weakness, they will not hesitate to show their weapons and rush to the former conqueror—just like The wolf king among wolves changes in general.

Callum is a young general of the Zarg clan. He is tall and powerful. Growing up in the harsh environment of the grassland, he has developed amazing fighting skills, and he has a keen mind and is good at learning. With these strengths, Callum gained the trust of Abar, the great chief of the Zarg clan. Starting from serving as the chief's bodyguard, Callum gained his trust step by step, and learned the ability to lead troops to fight with the great chief. . Just after Great Chief Abar announced that he would restore the glory of the Zarg clan and establish a new generation of king accounts, he was finally appointed as a centurion.

In order to establish the authority of the king's account, Chief Abar subdued the surrounding orc tribes one after another, which inevitably required force to be used against those disobedient tribes. In the process of fighting around, Callum became a member of the king's account A dazzling new star, made the Hummer contribution to Chief Abar. The great chief is just, and Callum was promoted step by step to be the commander of a thousand, and not long ago he was promoted to be the commander of ten thousand, which means that Callum has become a big man who can stand alone in the king's tent, Mr. Abal There are only five chiefs under the chief, including Callum.

This time Callum led his team back to the king's account after conquering a tribe.

After continuing to march for a little while, they finally saw the city wall of Wangzhang.

This generation of Zarg chief Abar, after consolidating his position, went against the traditional nomadic customs of the grassland orcs and ordered the orcs to build their own city. At first it was just a small castle with a very rough architectural style, and then it was used as a In the center, more and more buildings were built. With the addition of newly conquered tribes, the population increased and the area became wider and wider, eventually forming the scale of a town. Of course, the ecology of the grassland cannot support the existence of large cities, and the production of the orcs at this stage can only rely on nomads. Therefore, the population of the city of Chief Abal is between 40,000 and 50,000. Chieftains of the chieftain's immediate army and chiefs of conquered tribes, shamans themselves revered by the entire steppe.

Around this town, there are large and small orc tribes scattered, and they still maintain the traditional nomadic life style of the grassland orcs.

After approaching the town, Callum disbanded his army, and the orc warriors returned to their tribes with their trophies and slaves. Although according to the tradition, a triumphal ceremony should be held at this time, but this time Callum chose winter for his expedition. No one wants to participate in the triumphal ceremony under the biting cold wind, let alone in this cold and harsh environment. In winter, their wives and children desperately needed the spoils they had obtained.

There were less than 100 orc warriors left by Callum's side. They were Callum's personal guards, and they were his subordinates who had been with him since he was a centurion.

Callum and they escorted most of the remaining prisoners into the town, which was a gift to the war chief Abal.

The town of the orcs is not well planned. From a human point of view, the layout of the buildings inside is quite messy, but there is a wide and neat avenue facing the entrance, leading directly to the big tent of Great Chief Abal—yes, Abal Chief Baal still lives in tents most of the time, to show that he is a person who respects tradition~www.novelbuddy.com~Although his tent is set up in the town.

Callum and his subordinates went straight to the front of the big tent, and the guards outside welcomed him, and conveyed the order of the chief to release the captives to the guards and then go in to meet the chief. After briefing his subordinates, Callum entered the tent.

"Oh! Our young eaglets have finally returned to their nests."

After entering the tent, a loud and familiar voice welcomed him.

There was a blazing fire in the big chief's tent, and the warmth made one's body weak. A whole head of fattened cow was on the support, and the servant in charge of cooking was turning the rocker. The drops made a hissing sound in the flames.

Callum moved his nose, it was really delicious.

The tent was covered with exquisite carpets from the human kingdom, and a circle of orc leaders sat on the ground. They were all big and round, with strong physiques. They were all the confidantes of the great chief who could enter the tent.

And sitting on the main seat facing the door is an orc who is taller than other orc leaders. It is the person Callum is loyal to, and the supreme ruler in the eyes of all orcs. The undisputed king of the world—the Great Chief Abar of the Zarg clan.