The Lord of the Rings: Lords of Middle-earth.

Chapter 319 Support
"Don't linger! Seize their food! If you don't want to starve to death in the next few days, you'd better hurry up!" Omske's voice instantly echoed throughout the entire battlefield.

After all, the Lagrang Kingdom had limited manpower, and they couldn't possibly hunt down all the scattered orcs. All they could do was kill all the orcs who dared to resist and the able-bodied orcs. The remaining women and children were difficult to catch, and the soldiers didn't want to either. Powerful warriors preferred to prove their bravery with the blood of their enemies rather than by killing women and children, even if the enemy was a different race.

"Ah..." A group of centaurs used ropes to lasso the orcs, young and old, and then galloped away. The orcs were dragged on the ground by the centaurs, and their bodies were rubbed raw by stones and clods of dirt, leaving a trail of blood behind them.

The centaurs roared wildly, venting their resentment and anger towards the orcs. One by one, the orcs, unable to resist, were dragged along the ground by the centaurs. Dust billowed around the entire orc camp, and the screams of the old and weak orcs filled the air.

"Hey! That's enough!" Ravian's expression changed as he watched the centaurs slaughtering orc women and children. Although he knew that the orcs were his enemies, his honor as a knight made it impossible for him to raise his sword against the defenseless old and young in this situation.

"Woo woo woo!" Baldr's face was also pale. He blew his horn to gather his people. Clearly, the crazy behavior of these centaurs, who were blinded by hatred, made Baron Baldr look ashamed.

"When did the most valiant cavalry on the grasslands have to rely on torturing unarmed old and young to demonstrate their bravery? Have you forgotten your pride? Orcs are livestock, you are intelligent beings! We are not beasts!" Badr gritted his teeth and looked at the centaur cavalrymen behind him who were dragging dying orcs or corpses, and roared in anger at their lack of self-respect.

"Enough, Baron Badr! No matter male or female, young or old! Execute orders, and be quick about it!" Omske rode up in a cold voice, casually using his spear to lift a half-grown orc and then slamming him to the ground, killing him instantly.

“Yes, Your Majesty!” Badr bowed with his hand on his chest.

Upon receiving the order, the centaurs and Lagrange soldiers brandished their swords and killed every breathing orc in sight. To prevent any from being missed, the soldiers used their longswords to cut off each head. Then, under Omske's orders, they built a mound of heads in his tribe!

Hundreds of grotesque, gaping orc heads were piled together. Anyone with a weak heart would probably be terrified to death if they saw it at night. Their mouths were wide open and their eyes were half-closed, as if they were questioning the heavens why such a calamity had befallen them!

However, even the most benevolent Ravian did not think it was cruel to do so. From a racial perspective, if the Kingdom of Lagrand had lost, their fate would not have been much better than that of these orc tribes. Therefore, even Ravian did not sympathize with these orcs. The only thing he disapproved of was the soldiers' behavior of taking pleasure in torturing and killing the enemy.

"This tribe is finished!" Looking at the soldiers who had finished collecting the spoils and were setting the tribe on fire, Ravian breathed a sigh of relief. After all, they had conquered the tribe with zero losses, which was quite perfect. Ravian would also be very supportive of eliminating the orcs at the lowest possible cost.

So when Omske ordered an attack on another tribe, Ravian did not object. As a Lagrange knight, he was naturally happy to make these invading enemies pay the price!
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"Huh?" Roland looked at the panting Hollin with a question mark on his face. At this moment, his mind was filled with endless questions.

"You mean Omske led his troops to the North to cause trouble for the orcs?" Roland still looked at Holin in disbelief.

“Yes, Your Highness! Even Lord Lavian couldn’t stop him! His Majesty Omske is determined to annihilate those orc tribes!” Holin hurriedly said. He didn’t embellish the story; he simply gave an objective account of the scene.

"Wow! This isn't like Omske at all! Shouldn't he be cautious and steady? Why is he being so aggressive? This is like he's going to sweep through the North!" Roland excitedly started flipping through the map.

"Your Highness, you wanted to see me?" Yun Feng yawned as he walked in. "Omske is about to do something big in the North! We have to help him out!" Roland quickly explained the situation to Yun Feng.

"Such a grand gesture?" Yun Feng was also shocked.

"..." Even more shocked was Holin, who was like a nobody. He thought His Highness would be furious and recall His Majesty Omsk, but unexpectedly, His Majesty Omsk actually supported him just as predicted.

"Could we pull off something big? Take advantage of the situation and destroy Gambada Fortress as well?" Roland thought to himself. He understood better than anyone the principle of either not doing anything at all or doing it thoroughly. Rather than letting Gambada Fortress and Dolgodo Fortress attack them from the north and south, it would be better for all the forces in the North to unite and cut off one of their arms.

"Thump!" Holin nearly collapsed to his knees in fright. He thought Omske was incredibly audacious, but it turned out his king was a true glutton! He really did devour people without spitting out the bones...

“No, the autumn harvest is imminent, and other forces also need to protect the harvest. We can’t muster a large enough army to overthrow the Gambada Fortress…” Yun Feng shook his head. Although Roland’s proposal was tempting, the forces in the North did not currently have the conditions to implement it.

“What a pity… Since we can’t take Gambada Fortress, the Northern Orc tribes won’t have an easy time! We need to support Omske!” Roland said firmly.

“Infantry is too slow and not suitable for Omsk’s war-to-live tactics! We only have dragon rider generals left…” Yun Feng looked at Roland with some difficulty.

"Notify Ajax! Tell her to head north immediately and rendezvous with Ormsk, and to obey Ormsk's orders! I hope the orcs of the North will not dare to invade the south for thirty years!" Roland's voice was cold and menacing.

"Yes!" The guard took Roland's order and turned to leave.

"Holin, go back and tell Knight Commander Lavian to obey General Omsk's command. I believe Omsk will not lead our cavalry into the abyss. Please also trust General Omsk, Knight Commander Lavian!" Roland said to Hollin.

"Understood, Your Highness! I will convey your message!" Hollin nodded.

"Oh, and take these with you, you'll need them!" Roland tossed over a spatial ring.

"Your Highness... what is this?" Hollin asked hesitantly.

"There are 100,000 arrows, some linen tents, and necessary dry rations inside! You won't be helpless in case of an emergency!" Roland explained. After all, Omske was leading a lightly armed cavalry regiment with almost no ability to withstand risks. With these supplies, he believed that Omske would definitely be able to stir up trouble in the North!

(End of this chapter)