Su Xiao looked around. He was now looking for a gray orc who was strong and pleasing to the eye.
"You."
Su Xiao pointed at a gray orc. The one he pointed at looked somewhat frightened, but still strode forward.
"Lord, I—I—I..."
"..."
Su Xiao hadn't expected that there would be a stutterer among the gray orcs. Stuttering wasn't much of a flaw, but he clearly wouldn't do for commanding battles.
"You, go back."
"Huh? I—I—I..."
"Shut up and go back."
Baha glared, and the gray orc glared back. Judging by his expression, he seemed ready to fight Baha. However, intimidated by Su Xiao's terrifying aura, the gray orc resentfully retreated. Gray orcs were like this: brutal, but straightforward and lacking in guile.
"I'm the strongest. You should choose me."
The scar-covered gray orc muttered under his breath. He was very clever and knew Su Xiao wanted to choose a commander. He also wasn't a stutterer—he had merely been a little nervous just now.
"Is that so? Then you're appointed as a lord of the Chaos Legion."
Below the grand lord were three lords, each of whom could command 150,000 to 300,000 gray orcs. Below them were fifteen marauders, each commanding 10,000 to 20,000 gray orcs. There was nothing below the marauders.
At the height of the Chaos Legion, each grand lord had five lords under him.
That was right—the Chaos Legion's officer structure was this simple. Once battle began, they basically charged forward in a swarm. Either they were defeated, or they won.
Given the environment of Chimney Mountain, training these gray orcs would be difficult. They couldn't even fill their stomachs, so making them train would only make things worse.
There had once been an ambitious grand lord who tried to train the gray orcs and have them