Wow! The item-dropping rate is really high!

"Are you confident?" Squad Leader No. 1 quietly asked over the channel.

"There should be no problem…"

"Rumble rumble rumble!"

The car, ramshackle yet seemingly without a problem, dragged its tattered iron shell, carrying a group of orcs that looked much heavier than itself, making a tremendous noise as it rumbled closer, eventually coming to a slow stop not far from the scouting soldiers with guns at the ready.

The green-skinned orcs hopped down from the car one after another, causing the already ramshackle vehicle to emit an unpleasant squeaky rocking sound.

The panting and chuckling noises never ceased; some smaller orc pets also excitedly jumped down from the car following their owners, their tiny bodies almost entirely made up of heads, with short legs scurrying around the orcs, romping around and making panting noises like little dogs.

"Ha~ha~ha~"

These creatures, like the orcs, were grown from the ground; only, they might have been underdeveloped, not turning into orcs but into orc pets instead. Experience new tales on empire

Their scientific name—Daog.

The Daog, with their large heads and light feet, scurried around at the orcs' feet, occasionally lunging at a sufficiently plump ankle and snapping their wide mouths shut with a bite.

"waaaagh!"

The bitten orc leaped three feet straight up on the spot, but this only brought heartless laughter from the Daog's owner.

"Hahahaha~"

"Shut up!"

One orc, unable to stand these little creatures, stomped down with its foot.

"Pfft!"

The lively orc pet was instantly flattened.

After two breaths, it bounced back up like jelly and scurried about once more.

Bai E's brows quirked slightly…

Chaotic, noisy, unrefined.

This was the first impression these orcs gave.

Their style just didn't fit with that of normal creatures…

Arriving hastily at the rear of the squad, Squad No. 1's "orc expert" took the initiative to greet them, approaching the other party with an exaggerated laugh, "Hey! Lads! How did you end up here?"

One of the orcs, holding a huge handgun in his left hand and carrying a rusty saw-toothed machete half the length of a person in his right, took two steps forward, causing the refugees at the back of the line to unconsciously shrink back.

He pointed with his machete towards the line of refugees, opening his big mouth as wide as the sky, his voice resounding, "We fancy your slaves."

The orc expert's face stiffened, "But you don't eat humans."

"We fancy their teeth."

"All of them?"

"Of course, all of them."

The orc expert looked displeased, "I need to ask my superior."

"Go on, go on…" The orc waved his hand impatiently, his wide mouth muttering to himself. However, his voice was so loud that even the refugee line at the very front could vaguely hear him.

"You humans are such a hassle, always asking this one, asking that one to make a decision… Unlike us, we all listen to just one person… Hoo-ya!"

"Hoo-ya!"

In the midst of the chaotic commotion, the leading orc lowered his voice to give orders to his underlings, "As soon as they agree, make your move!"

By the Orc God above—

Axe Bro is violent yet cunning, Knife Bro is cunning yet violent.

Unfortunately, he preferred to follow the path of Knife Bro.

If the humans agreed, it meant they were afraid.

Fear meant they couldn't beat his boys.

Moreover, once the humans made the decision to agree, they surely thought the matter could be settled peacefully, dropping their guard.

Is not taking action even justified with Dao Ge's guidance?

"Hoo-ya!"

"Hoo-ya!"

...

The orcs carried on boisterously among themselves, and the orc expert swiftly turned to explain to everyone in the channel: "They want these refugees' teeth, which are as good as black water coins in the eyes of the orcs... They've set their sights on this money."

Team Leader 1 had already withdrawn from the front of the team and wasn't far away. He could hear what the orcs were saying just as well with his own ears and now asked, frowningly.

"So, we just give them what they want?"

He wouldn't be oblivious to the information his own team members knew.

At the moment, he was merely using the method of questioning a team member as a way to have a team member's mouth explain the reasons to the other two squads, which might not be familiar with the orcs.

"They won't give up on something they've set their eyes on. The Fu Yue Clan can indeed communicate, but it's usually by forceful trade."

Team Leader 2 interjected, "So, you're saying we only have two options?"

Fight, or sell teeth?

"After all, it's the refugees' teeth, better not to stir up trouble when it can be avoided. Our orders were simply to bring them back alive," Harold's voice once again rose in the channel.

Team Leader 1 glanced at him one more time but remained silent.

Oftentimes, things that he felt were inappropriate to say could be voiced by his subordinates.

What he needed to do was to rebuke his subordinates when they said something not quite right.

"They have more people than us, and if we fight, there's no guarantee we'll come out on top. Besides, these refugees might scatter and flee or suffer heavy casualties, so it's indeed better not to provoke a head-on conflict," a member of Squad 2 also whispered in agreement.

After all, they only wanted teeth, not lives.

Not to mention they wanted the teeth of the refugees.

Refugees... those in the know, understand.

"Indeed..."

"We're also protecting them."

Seeing this proposal gain the agreement of many soldiers, Team Leader 1 slowly asked everyone in the voice channel: "What do you think?"

"Agreed."

"Agreed."

"No objections."

The voices in the channel were almost unanimously in favor.

"Alright, then it's decided," Team Leader 1 declared decisively.

The orc expert then turned around and shouted: "Hey! Lads, our chief has agreed to your trade demand."

The leading orc, upon hearing this decision, immediately revealed a ferocious smile on his green-faced and fanged visage, but it was fleeting.

"Who agreed?" Tiger was originally discussing the pros and cons with his teammates.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om

But he quickly realized that this decision seemed to bypass their squad altogether. The minority was falling in with the majority, and the other two squads had made the decision for everyone.

Tiger glanced at Bai E, who had a dark and unsettling countenance, and almost instinctively blurted out without thinking.

"..."

All the people and orcs turned to look at Tiger who had spoken out.

Without waiting for the humans to decide among themselves, the impatient orc's voice rang out impatiently, "You humans are such a hassle, choosing a leader based on words instead of fists. After the choice is made, half listen and half don't. If you ask me, there should be a fight to choose a leader, and then everyone would listen to the winner."

Saying this, the orc leader raised the huge handgun in his hand and violently pulled the trigger towards the direction of the orc expert.

"Boom!"

The piercing detonation echoed for a long time under the sky, startling the orc expert who reflexively ducked his head, only to realize that the bullet had not hit him.

For a moment, the orc expert was both shocked and angry, his eyes filled with rage as he looked at the orc, "What do you mean by this!"