Seeing the other commanders step forward one after another to oppose his counterattack order, Scarlett's face was filled with astonishment.
He had never imagined that these subordinates, whom he had personally trained and who usually boasted of being battle-hardened warriors, each claiming to be the reincarnation of a god of war—
would be so weak and incompetent at this moment, actually trying to avoid the enemy they were supposed to face!
"Damn it! Do you even know what you're saying? We're defending the honor of the Orc Race!"
"'The Most Cowardly Orc Race in History,' 'Snail Orcs' Self-Cultivation,' 'On the Relationship Between Orcs and Snails'..."
"Have you forgotten all those taunts and ridicule, even those written works mocking us?"
"We came here and went through untold hardships to obtain this batch of incomparably precious Special Potions. They were originally meant to treat my mother's illness."
"But considering that everyone has their own difficulties, I chose not to keep them for myself!"
"Instead, I chose to risk my life to bring them safely back to His Majesty the Snail King!"
"If we give up here now, it would be far too disappointing!"
Scarlett's words left quite a few commanders feeling ashamed.
However, even more commanders remained unmoved.
They continued to insist that they could not offend the Long Hair Civilization Group, and that they should wait for the Earth Civilization Alliance fleet to arrive before deciding what to do.
Hearing the commanders' words, Scarlett's face filled with disappointment.
But he did not say anything further.
At that moment, the troops on perimeter watch sent in a report.
The Long Hair Civilization fleet had arrived and demanded that they immediately open the hatches of the Star Destroyer Mothership's Command Ship for inspection.
Otherwise, they would launch an attack by force.
"Damn it!"