The green-skinned faction usually had one clan assigned to each force, mainly to avoid conflicts of interest.
If two clans jointly besieged one faction, resource disputes would inevitably arise.
Therefore, when he heard this arrangement, Slaughter Great King clearly felt a trace of displeasure.
His original intention had been to have the Emperor switch them to an easier force to fight, not to join forces with the Blood Hand Clan to besiege a single faction.
The Blood Hand Clan was no pushover. Whether they could even get a share of the spoils from them would be a question.
Thinking of this, Slaughter Great King instinctively tried to protest again.
But before he could even get the words out, the green-skinned Emperor swept him with a glance, forcing the words already at his lips back down his throat.
A green skin who could become Emperor of the green-skinned faction was naturally no pushover.
At the same time, his request for the Blood Hand Clan to provide support was not born purely of goodwill.
In his view, the Blood Hand Clan had grown a little too quickly over the past two years. For him, as Emperor, that was hardly a good thing. This was the perfect opportunity to use the dwarves of Copper Furnace Fortress to wear down their fighting strength!
The green-skinned Emperor and the green-skinned great kings beneath him were all plainly calculating their own gains.
Facing the green-skinned Emperor's arrangement, Slaughter Great King might have been dissatisfied, but he did not dare give vent to it. He could only suppress his emotions and withdraw obediently.
Meanwhile, on a certain battlefield...
"WAAAAGH!!!"
Even a sturdy metal cuirass could not stop this ferocious blow. The right hand wrapped in metal armor came together like a blade and pierced straight through the