Three full days later, the main orc army at Silverymoon finally received news from the west.
A massive revolt!
"What did you say?!" A tall orc with graying hair grabbed an orc scout and roared his question. The aura around him was immensely powerful. Unlike ordinary strongmen, this orc possessed the natural dominance of a king. His overbearing, formidable presence frightened the scout in his grasp so badly that he could barely speak.
"Y-Your Majesty... the orcs marching west... have begun a full-scale rebellion!"
"How is that possible?!" This orc was Huo Keduo, the Orc King. Nearly a year of controlling all the orc tribes had gradually cultivated a startlingly tyrannical air about him. Huo Keduo had not possessed this before; power changed people quickly.
Yet Huo Keduo's personal charisma had not changed. He was still beloved by the orcs. Even those who were dissatisfied with him greatly admired him. After all, any orc would admire someone who had driven the Kingdom of Silverymoon to this point.
"It's true, Your Majesty. I've already sent several squads of wyvern riders to investigate. The westward forces have rebelled, and they've already clashed with Hainam's troops." At that moment, a composed orc stepped forward, pried Huo Keduo's hand off the scout, and spoke solemnly.
Rather than becoming angry when this orc forced his hand open, Huo Keduo let go of the scout and dropped onto a crudely made throne. He continued to demand, "Impossible! Brick, what are Mattia and the others doing? With them there, how could those old stubborn fools who belong in the rubbish heap have had the chance to cause such a huge mess?!"
As one of the rare great heroes among the orcs, Huo Keduo naturally knew that a group of diehards deeply resented him and constantly wanted to