"Drag those five Black Asia Orcs out and behead them. Bring their heads to my tent."
"Yes."
The two Low-Gold Black Asia Orc Warriors answered, then rose and left.
After handling the matter, Bamos turned his attention back to the Hayena City defense officer. "Get up."
The Black Asia Orc Officer slowly rose to his feet.
The anger faded from Bamos's face, returning to calm. "You handled this matter very well."
"It was this subordinate's duty."
The Black Asia Orc Officer hurriedly replied.
At this moment, the threat to his life should have passed.
Bamos raised a hand, and a parchment radiating golden light appeared in the air before slowly drifting toward the Black Asia Orc Officer.
"This is your reward."
Looking at the parchment floating before him, the Black Asia Orc Officer swallowed, suppressing the greed in his heart. He knelt on the ground and heavily knocked his forehead against it. "Commander, this precious item would be a death warrant to this subordinate. Please take it back."
Hearing the words of the Black Asia Orc Officer before him, Bamos pondered briefly and turned to look at a Black Asia Orc General seated seventh to his right.
Feeling the commander's gaze, the Soul Intent High-level Black Asia Orc Shadow Warrior rose, bowed, and respectfully said, "Commander, what are your orders?"
"Torgan, I recall that you came from the Laan Tribe Territory."
"Yes, Commander." The Soul Intent High-level Black Asia Orc Shadow Warrior respectfully replied, "However, after the tribe this subordinate lived in was annexed four hundred years ago, I left the Laan Tribe Territory. Over the past several centuries, I have only returned a few times."
"Very good." Bamos looked at the Black Asia Orc Shadow Warrior who had risen. "I intend to recommend you as the new governor of