The orc in black armor rode on his war elephant with a blank expression. He knew what was going to happen, and he did not plan to stop it. He only sat there staring forward. "Sure enough…." A flash of light entered the orc in black armor's eyes, and before he knew it, his head exploded.
The war elephant was spooked by this and began stampeding around, crushing the other orcs below. The orc in black armor's body swayed before falling off the war elephant and being trampled by it. His body turned into a mashed orc pancake.
Blake looked at the scene with cold eyes. He was not here to play games. Faana pulled on Blake's clothes causing him to turn and look at her. "What's wrong?"
"Are you really going to kill them all?" Faana asked.
"Hmmm…" Blake fell into thought as he looked at how things were going. Currently, after his and the others' strikes, the battle had tipped in their favor again. If they could get the orcs to turn to their side, it would defineitely benefit them in the long run. If they were getting overwhelmed just by sheer numbers before, then what if it was millions of dragons and dragonic? They would be easily crushed. Only one idea came to mind. To get these orcs on his side without needing to destroy them all.
Blake patted Faana on the head before flying out to the battlefield and standing over it. "Orc clan! Most of you are starving due to not being fed by your own king. I can give you food. I can give you ale. But you must turn and fight for me!"
Hundreds of thousands of orcs looked up at the sky and stared at Blake. His words caught their attention. Seeing this, Blake continued: "Why work for a king who is not even willing to take care of his soldiers? Look at my men! Even the orcs who are part of my army are well fed and clothed! Some of them even have a few wives! There is no need to live a life like you are. You can work for me and join my Destiny City and become a part of something bigger. A place that will rise up to a point that no clan will ever be able to look down on us. Your lives are much more than rushing into a battle you will lose. My people may be few, but look at the casualties of your own people!"
One of the orcs stared at Blake with eyes shining. His words reverberated in the hearts of the orcs. They had pride as well. They wondered when they all became slaves to an orc king who only feeds himself on his own brethren! The orc licked his lips and wondered if he could eat if he changed sides. He sucked in a deep breath before yelling up. "Will you feed us now if we join you!?"
"Of course! And not just some crappy meat either but dragon meat!" Blake's voice rang out across the battlefield. The orcs' eyes lit up. Tens of thousands of them began dropping their makeshift weapons, and all knelt on the ground. This was them submitting!
An orc general saw this, and his eyes began burning with rage. "What are you doing? Stand up and fight! Or I will kill you!"
"Stand down!" Blake's voice rang out, causing the orc general to frown. He had been well fed, so he did not care too much about the rest as long as he was living happily. But Blake did not give the orc general time to say anything else as he announced: "These men who have kneeled are now my men!"
Clance suddenly appeared next to Blake and waved her hand. A magic circle formed under every orc that knelt down. A temporary contract was forced on them before they disappeared and were moved to behind the trenches. Over two hundred thousand orcs joined Blake's side instantly. It only took one question and one answer for them to submit. Would they be fed….
"I will go and feed them." Clance whispered before disappearing.
The orc general saw this and stomped his feet. Only those who were still too afraid of the orc king were left, along with the fattened generals! "Those traitors! Kill them! Kill them all!"
Blake shook his head before raising his hand. Once more, a loud rumble filled the battlefield, and rivers of blood began to form as he used blood explosion once more. The orc general, who was not targeted, stood there dumbfounded as he was splashed with blood. He turned and looked up at Blake in fear. The man didn't even move. No magic circle at all, and the remaining members of his force turned into mists of blood. The horned man floated in the air with his hands behind his back as he gently flapped his wings. "Those who do not submit will die. Orc general, you and your king have lost this battle."
"Lost? Lost!? LOST!!!!!!!!?????????" A roar came from the palanquin as a huge orc suddenly jumped out and landed on the ground creating a small crater. "You insect said I lost!? Hahahaha! I am the orc king! I am the ruler of this world! There is no way I can lose!"
"Oh?" Blake frowned, seeing the orc king. He could tell that even with how the orc king looked, he was truly powerful. Probably the most powerful being he has met so far. He took a deep breath as his strongest wives suddenly appeared at his side. "Blake, what are your plans?"
"I am not sure…. Can you all handle the three generals still at the king's side?" Blake asked.
"Leave it to us." Clance returned to Blake's side after giving a few instructions and dropping off fifty dragons.
"Then I will try to keep the orc king busy. Let's hope all my training was worth it." Blake waved his hand, and all his golems suddenly shot toward him as if they were streaks of lightning. "I will do my best not to die until you can help."
