Qin Yumu kicked one of his personal guards and cursed, "Let you fight in this godforsaken place for three years and see what happens. Countless brothers have died on the city walls. Now that the city has fallen, can you control them?"
Many generals who shared the same idea kept quiet. Although the Imperial Guards were formidable, they had not participated in this brutal war in the north and still held the belief that the imperial army was a "benevolent and righteous force." Little did they know that the soldiers participating in the siege were being driven almost mad by the siege.
"Stop the massacre before dawn! Anyone who disobeys will be executed!"
After Zhao Qirui's voice echoed throughout the city, many soldiers and officers in the Shenji Camp finally breathed a sigh of relief. It wasn't that they felt sorry for him, but the orcs' voices were too loud, and their screams couldn't be blocked even by plugging their ears; it was truly terrifying.
After dawn, the orcish tribes that had lost their will to fight finally surrendered, but most chose to break out. Ulan-Ude borders the North Sea to the west, and the frozen surface of winter became the final battlefield.
The Shenji Battalion finally set up their cannons. With their participation, the orcs finally despaired. The ice surface was unobstructed, and the cannonballs easily passed through the crowd, taking away lives one by one.
When the ice finally collapsed under the pressure of the chaotic war, most of the orcs chose to throw themselves into the icy water and end their lives, while the rest returned to the orcish group that had surrendered that morning, weeping bitterly.
"We want to see your leader!"
The orcs stopped their resistance, and the Divine Machine Battalion also ceased its artillery fire. Finally, a leader spoke up, resolving the feud.
"Who wants to talk to me? You... do you even have the right to speak?"
"Is that right?"
Zhao Qirui stood in mid-air, looking down at these pitiful orc prisoners. There were very few adults among them; most were old orcs and orcs.
"Respected Great Xia powerhouse, war is not our intention, but for survival we have no choice but to obey the Great Shaman's orders. Now we acknowledge your rights as the victors, but we must know how you intend to treat us."
"Oh! You only have a chance to survive; I, the general, cannot guarantee anything else."
Du is a shaman chosen by the orcs. He is very strong but dislikes killing. Now, facing the difficult situation of his people, he has no choice but to step forward and seek a chance.
He looked back at the orcs shivering from hunger and cold behind him, and finally hardened his heart, saying stubbornly, "We can work, we can fight, but... we need to be provided with food and lodging."
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