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After figuring this out, Liu Tianyu simply consulted the system whenever he was in doubt.
[Host, this is a very common function. Your words will be translated into a language that others can understand, and others' words will also be translated into a language that you can understand!]
Furthermore, all soldiers and prisoners within your unit should be able to communicate freely. If they cannot communicate with each other, how can you command your troops?
The system's mechanical voice reached Liu Tianyu's ears again, and it had to be said that what it said made a lot of sense.
If Liu Tianyu's army contained various races, and they all spoke their own unique languages...
Liu Tianyu felt that there was no need to fight this battle. Rather, it was a miracle that the army hadn't fallen apart!
"I have to say, I really love this feature! System, I give you a thumbs up!"
Liu Tianyu silently gave the system a thumbs up in his mind, then turned to Lilith and explained:
"This is a divine grace bestowed upon me by the God-Emperor, allowing me to communicate with any intelligent being. I am currently interrogating this guy!"
"Hey! Where is that Sword Saint?"
Liu Tianyu stomped on Kao'er's foot again and continued to press for answers.
"Um, I really don't know. When I first arrived here, my relationship with him was quite good."
But when I used those useless goblins and human females for magical experiments, he berated me, fought me, and then left with a lot of orcs.
Kao'er is now able to answer any question, and he would give ten replies for every one question Liu Tianyu asked.
"A wandering swordsman, accompanied by quite a few orcs, is a big problem. We must get rid of him as soon as possible! But we don't know just how strong he is."
Liu Tianyu's gaze was sharp as a hawk, and with a thousand thoughts swirling in his mind, he continued to ask Kao'er:
"How strong is that Blademaster from the Fireblade clan?"
"Heh, sir, not to brat, but that brat was nothing special, barely able to go toe-to-toe with me. He only managed to get the other orcs to run away with him after he realized he couldn't beat me. If I had just gone all out back then, he would have..."
Upon hearing that the Sword Saint's strength was to be discussed, Kao'er immediately began to boast about her own abilities.
Looking at Kao'er, who was speaking eloquently, Liu Tianyu felt his fist harden. He couldn't help but think of the Nord Royal Guard that Kao'er had killed.
"Shut up! I'm just asking you, does he know how to drive a windmill?!"
Liu Tianyu knew perfectly well that Kao'er was bragging, so he told him to shut up and then asked him the most important question.
The Fireblade Clan isn't really a clan, but they are one of the most charismatic warrior clans in the entire tribe. If it weren't for their small numbers, they would definitely be the leading clan in the tribe!
Although their numbers are quite small, they contribute more than 80% of the sword saints in the entire tribe, meaning that everyone in them is a sword saint!
Based on this alone, Liu Tianyu had to take this Fireblade Clan's Sword Saint seriously!
"Huh? Sir, what is a windmill?"
Kao'er, who had been talking eloquently, suddenly looked completely dumbfounded, revealing a clear sense of foolishness.
Liu Tianyu was also taken aback, realizing he had used game terminology, so he quickly corrected himself:
"It's Blade Storm!"
"Um, sir, I don't know about that. Anyway, I've never seen him use it."
Kao shook his head.
"Tsk, this is getting a bit troublesome. A sword saint of unknown strength is wandering around with dozens of orcs. Dealing with them will definitely be a very tricky task!"
Hearing Kao'er's words, Liu Tianyu felt that the matter of the Stormy Grassland was indeed extremely troublesome!
"The priorities are quite clear now: the goblins must be eliminated, but the invading orcs must also be eliminated!"
Otherwise, goblins with order would definitely cause more trouble than those without!
After clearing out Kaor's lair, Liu Tianyu summoned several kingdom riders to escort the two-headed ogre wizard and four orcs back to Stormwind Territory.
Then he began to explain to everyone the information he had heard from Kao.
"Hmm, this is truly incredible. An invasion from another world? Perhaps this is also a revelation from our ancestors."
The lizardman monk clasped his hands together, his face serene.
"Is it really possible for something like an invasion from another world to exist? There are many reincarnated beings, such as heroes, in the poems of the elves, but there is no record of an invasion from another world, not even in the elf's books!"
The longest-lived fairy archer pressed his temples, looking like he had a huge head.
"Merciful Earth Mother, please bless us!"
The priestess then began to pray.
"Why are you all looking so serious? We're just adventurers. This kind of thing should be left to those in power, like Liu Tianyu, to worry about. Why are we all looking so gloomy?"
After taking a big gulp of wine, the carefree miner-Taoist burst into laughter.
"I don't care, I only kill goblins."
Goblin Slayer remained as indifferent as ever.
Faced with everyone's reactions, Liu Tianyu sighed. Yes! Why think so much? Let's resolve the Stormy Grassland issue first!
Chapter Thirty-Six: The War Cry of the Orcs (Thanks to Boss Lin Yixia for the 100 Cute Coins donation) [Two chapters combined into one]
"Hmm? There's some noise over there!"
After lunch, Liu Tianyu and his group continued their search for goblins.
However, this time, it wasn't Goblin Slayer who first noticed the commotion, but rather the Fairy Archer's sharp and sensitive ears.
Liu Tianyu was still deep in thought, staring at the urn containing the ashes of the fallen Nord royal guard in his hand, when he heard the fairy archer's words. He immediately put the urn away and asked loudly:
Which direction? How far is it?
"Northwest direction, the distance is uncertain, but it should be within 1 to 2 kilometers."
The fairy archer's sharp ears twitched as she replied to Liu Tianyu.
"So that means within 2km? Everyone, northwest direction, accelerate! Lilith, hold the reins tight!"
Liu Tianyu scratched his chin, which was covered by a winged helmet, with his arm armor. After pondering for a while, he reminded the priestess in his arms and pulled the reins to make Xueying speed up.
"Eh?!"
The priestess immediately screamed. As for why the priestess suddenly rode on the same horse as Liu Tianyu, it was because Liu Tianyu used the excuse of protecting the only healer in the team to protect her closely.
In addition, the priestess's light and delicate physique makes her unsuitable for marching like a grown man, and she is even less capable than that high elf grandmother who is over 2000 years old!
So the priestess was pulled onto Xueying by Liu Tianyu through a combination of coercion and seduction, and they rode together on the same horse.
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"Hold on, hold on! We must stop these damned orcs!"
"Damn it, wasn't it supposed to be that there were only goblin lairs on the Storm Plains? Why are there so many orcs here?!"
"Hmph, even orcs would never return from dealing with us. I've had enough of dealing with these small fry!"
An adventurer party—no, it should be said that it's a team of several adventurer parties—is currently engaged in a fierce battle in the wilderness against a group of orcs, a battle where only the brave will prevail!
The adventurers' side consisted of twenty-two people, including warriors, heavily armored warriors, priests, and mages—a complete range of professions. As for their leader, he was none other than that flamboyant spearman.
Besides him, his partner, a sexy witch with a curvaceous figure, wearing purple stockings, and speaking slowly and deliberately, was also there.
Besides the two silver-ranked adventurers, there was also a heavy warrior and a female knight, two silver-ranked adventurers who practically had "tin can" written all over their faces.
The problem is, his body is covered in a full set of plate armor, but why isn't he wearing a helmet? Does he really think he's the main character? Daring to go this far?
However, the side they were fighting in the field was not a group of hundreds or thousands of goblins who thought they had the upper hand, but a small group of orcs!
They consist of green-skinned orcs and black-skinned orcs. The black-skinned orcs are about 1.8 meters tall, with muscles that bulge like iron blocks. They wear only a small amount of leather or fur armor and carry a variety of weapons, but most of them are ordinary.
The green-skinned orcs are nearly 2 meters tall, with even larger fangs and muscles that look like they're about to burst out. They are all equipped with relatively uniform, unidentified leather armor, and their weapons are large swords or battle axes.
Most importantly, they possess a bloodthirsty aura that emanates from the depths of their souls, sending chills down one's spine.
There are about thirty black-skinned orcs and about twenty green-skinned orcs. Although green-skinned orcs are rare, the black-skinned orcs are predominantly green-skinned orcs.
Besides these fifty-odd orcs, not far behind them was another orc, also a green-skinned orc, but with a somewhat weathered look on his face. He had a long white beard, tied in a braid.
He wore no protective gear, only his muscular physique was bare, with only a pair of light leather pants covering his lower body, and his large feet were clad in simple woven animal skin sandals.
It has to be said that his physical condition must be quite good to wear such a suit in sub-zero conditions.
But what's most captivating is the greatsword he's forging with his own hands! Or perhaps a broadsword? This greatsword looks to be a full 1.7 meters long, comparable in length to long weapons like spears.
The greatsword, however, looked rather crude, with some nicks and chips on it, and seemed to need to be properly repaired by a blacksmith.
But the old orc ignored the nicks and welts, gripping the hilt with one hand and holding a whetstone in the other, meticulously polishing his greatsword.
He was completely undisturbed by the tense atmosphere, as if he were the only person on the grassland with his greatsword.
"Tch, facing me, the strongest on the border, that old green-skinned orc still dares to leisurely sharpen his sword. I'll definitely pierce his skull with this spear later!"
The usually arrogant spearman grimaced, looking displeased as he saw the old orc still having so much leisure time even though the fight had already begun.
"Let's deal with the orcs in front of us first!"
Beside the spearman, a fiery and sexy witch slowly and deliberately offered her advice.
"Ah! I know, hmph, I'm already tired of killing goblin minions, now that I have orcs to kill, it'll satisfy my itchy hands!"
The spearman replied nonchalantly, then gripped his steel spear tightly with both hands and revealed a carefree smile.
"Hey, how about we have a contest to see who kills more orcs?"
The heavy warrior beside him extended an invitation to the spearman to engage the enemy.
"Hmph, isn't it obvious? In the end, I'll definitely kill the most orcs!"
The spearman twirled his steel spear in a flourish and said with a disdainful look.
"Haha, then I'll take that as an acceptance of the invitation!"
The heavy warrior laughed loudly, then shouldered his own steel greatsword, held it out with both hands, and a carefree smile appeared on his face.
“Lok'tarogar!”
Just as the two were exchanging barbs, the green-skinned orcs who had surrounded them suddenly shouted something they couldn't understand at all!
"Waaagh!"
Just as the green-skinned orcs shouted, the black-skinned orcs, not to be outdone, also suddenly shouted.
The adventurers understood this shout; it was a word the dark-skinned orcs used to express their excitement. If you had to find a similar phrase, it would be something like a polar bear's "Hurrah!"
"Stop talking nonsense, the orcs are about to attack!"
The heavy warrior's partner, a fully armed but helmetless female knight, shouted at the heavy warrior and the spearman, then stood at the front of the group, sword in one hand and shield in the other.
"Boom boom boom——"
There were only fifty or so orcs, but the rumbling of the earth made it sound like fifty or so cavalrymen were charging.
"hurricane!"
Seeing the orcs charging towards her, the witch raised her wand, skipped the incantation, and released the magic directly from her hand.
After all, a top-tier silver-rank adventurer like her would no longer need to chant spells.
Then, as the orcs charged forward, a hurricane suddenly appeared out of nowhere, sweeping nearly half of the unsuspecting orcs into the air.
"AAA!"
The orcs, suddenly propelled into the sky, screamed in alarm out of their biological instincts, but the hurricane came and went quickly!
They quickly disappeared without a trace, but in the instant the hurricane vanished, the twenty-odd orcs that had been flying suddenly plummeted straight down from the height of a six-story building.
Just like dropping candy from a height, the fate of these twenty-odd orcs will probably be the same as the candy falling from the sky, shattering into pieces!
However, no, although the orcs fell into the ground like dumplings, creating shallow pits, they soon crawled out of the pits covered in blood.
They looked like demons crawling out of hell, and although they appeared to be covered in wounds, they only had some cuts and minor injuries that did not affect their fighting ability at all!
"This skin is really thick!"
The witch was somewhat surprised to see the orcs fall from the sky with only minor injuries.
"Since wind magic doesn't work, let's try fire magic! We refuse to believe their skin can resist fire!"
Seeing that the witch's hurricane had failed to cause any casualties among the orcs, the three remaining mages in the group eagerly stepped forward.
This scene was incredibly exciting even for the core adventurers!