So, apart from land, traditionally the greatest spoil of war, what else was there to take? Probably the standard military supplies used by most Orcs: weapons, armor, mounts, provisions, and some engineering equipment!
But aside from the provisions, the other things did not seem to make particularly good spoils for the Alliance.
Orc weapons and armor were not merely too large and unwieldy for every race in the Alliance; they were incredibly crude, too. Naturally, the Alliance nations had no interest in such things, let alone their siege engines, which were nothing but hulking, clumsy contraptions. Even the Worgs they used as mounts held a little appeal only for the High Elves.
As for anything that appealed to everyone in the Alliance, all the Orcs had left was their military provisions. But how much food would remain after the war for everyone to divide? Besides, the Hinterlands had no shortage of food to begin with, so there was no need to compete for it.
"At least prisoners would make decent spoils!" Yu Lin Bloodhawk said with a smile.
"Prisoners? What kind of spoils are prisoners? A bunch of hulking brutes who do nothing but eat!" Mez'dra curled his lip. "Still, sending troops now isn't out of the question. It would stop Lothar's people from constantly pestering us. Besides, I don't want to fall out with the Human Alliance just yet."
"So you agree to send troops?" Yu Lin Bloodhawk asked happily.
"If someone else had come to ask, I might not have agreed. But since it's you asking, brother, that's another matter. I trust you!" Mez'dra said with a smile.
"Heh! To the friendship between the Wildhammer Dwarves and the High Elves! Let's drain this cup!" Yu Lin Bloodhawk happily raised his cup.
"Hahaha! Bottoms up! Everyone, stand up and