I write apocrypha in Warhammer

The next day, the news that the chicken thieves attacked the greenskin stronghold and were completely annihilated reached the boss' hut on Oster.

The Demon Overlord is not very interested in this small victory. The combined scale of both sides in the battle is less than ten thousand people. In its view, it is just a large-scale brawl.

"You should reward them so that they will work harder in subsequent battles, and the same goes for other orcs."

Wei Mu suggested.

Although it is a bit troublesome to operate, the nominal leader of the greenskins is still the orc warlord in front of him. Wei Mu can only advise it in private, and then let it express itself in public.

"Well, I think what you said makes sense. Then reward them with ten barrels of green mushroom wine?"

Ba Mo tried to say.

Apparently, greenskins aren't very good at number crunching.

It's just such a small thing, and one person with an army of three thousand people can't even lick it.

If the rewards are not given properly, it will chill the hearts of others, so it is better not to reward them.

"Isn't there a bunch of new health products shipped from the factory? Why don't we just send them all over?" Wei Mu suggested.

"But, but"

The demon obviously wanted to keep those things for itself and use them to train the personal guards around it. It also believed the rumors outside that the shrimp boy grew up by eating those things.

"You are now the master of the four worlds. The situation needs to be opened up a little. There will be health products, and there will be some for big guys. What you need is to set an example and set a model for everyone, so that there will be more orcs. I am willing to follow you." Wei Mu persuaded him earnestly.

He now has a feeling that he is Chen Gong, and the overlord is Lu Bu. Lu Bu is the leader of the group. He is particularly good at fighting, but has a weak brain. He will listen to Chen Gong's advice, but he doesn't completely listen.

Therefore, he had to use subtle techniques to train the Overlord, and strive to train this nominal leader into a general marshal of troops under his command, so as not to cause discord between the two sides after the war started, and ultimately lead to a total loss of the war.

After all, Wei Mu himself was not an orc.

"In addition, rewarding your subordinates is also a way to show your strength. You are an orc with the dominion of four worlds. You should not be afraid of the challenges your subordinates will challenge you after they become stronger, right?"

With that said, Wei Mu began to put a high hat on Ba Mo.

"Of course, I am the strongest. As for those little brats who want to challenge me, it is still 10,000 years early. I have given my permission. You can arrange it."

Ba Mo obviously liked this trick and spoke confidently.

"That's okay."

Wei Mu nodded and then exited the boss' hut.

Thanks to the greenskins' victory yesterday, the local Genestealer sect was completely annihilated, ensuring that the human evacuation work could proceed smoothly. Wei Mu was relieved of another worry.

In fact, regarding the planning work of the war, he has basically done everything he should do so far. As for the actual formation of troops and charging to kill the enemy, it is not what he is good at.

What's more, the greenskins never consider military discipline when fighting. You can only give them a rough direction, and the rest depends on recklessness.

It can only be said that he believed in the power of the ancient saints.

His only worry now is that after the war really starts, the insect swarm will slowly learn and summarize its combat experience against the green skins, and then start beheading the orc bosses.

This is undoubtedly a huge blow to the greenskins, because the empire relies on this method to suppress the greenskins.

The imperial military will establish a large number of outposts in worlds overrun by greenskins and station elite troops to monitor the development of greenskin tribes on the planet. Once a powerful greenskin appears who can coordinate other tribes, the empire's soldiers will quickly behead that greenskin before its influence expands.

For a long time, the Milky Way has not seen a super-scale green-skinned natural disaster, and the empire's response measures are indispensable.

In order to prevent the bosses from being plotted by the insect swarm, Wei Mu's solution was to place a large number of farts around the orc bosses as an early warning of assassination, and organize a mobile force to provide reinforcements at any time.

As for the most important Overlord, Wei Mu relied on his influence to forcefully arrange for a hundred super-heavy-armed bosses to take turns guarding it. He didn't know what the actual effect would be at that time.

Then, Wei Mu carried a large amount of supplies and visited the stronghold where Tiepi was stationed.

He used those supplies to reward the orc boys who had worked hard last night, and fully affirmed their outstanding performance.

He assured them that since this was their first victory against the Tyranids, the results would spread among the greenskins and they would become famous. He also told the other orcs around him that as long as he could make enough achievements in the subsequent battles, no matter who he was, he would have a chance to get this famous treatment.

As for the orc boss named Ironhide, Wei Mu even praised him fiercely, saying that he was a rising orc hero, and that the legendary epic that was about to be born was rare in the sky and none in the earth.

However, unlike what Wei Mu expected, the orc boss in front of him did not feel ecstatic or proud. Instead, he said very calmly that it was just following the will of the Green Seer, and that it would work harder to satisfy Wei Mu in the future. .

Can a humble character appear among orcs?

Wei Mu has learned a lot this time.

However, what Wei Mu didn't know was that the orc boss in front of him listened to every word he said word for word, and believed it deeply.

In addition to verbal commendations and promotion of deeds, Wei Mu also wanted to give them some specific honorary awards. Such awards are usually issued in the form of hero badges or honorary certificates on the human side, and are definitely not applicable to green-skinned orcs.

Then just inscribe them, Wei Mu thought.

It just so happened that he was a scholar, and he also had a magic quill in his hand with ink that couldn't be used up and wouldn't fade easily. He could write a few words for them to ponder, and maybe it would make them stronger.

"What's the matter, Moore, you seem to have something to say?"

When Wei Mu took off the quill from his waist, he noticed a hesitant expression on the face of the Dark Angel next to him.

"No, it's nothing."

The Emperor's pen, which was once used to sign imperial decrees, was now used by Wei Mu to write honors to the orcs. This should also be the Emperor's will, Moore thought.

It's nothing. Why do you have a constipated expression on your face? Do you look down on my words? It's just baffling.

Wei Mu ignored Moore and prepared to write on Tiepi.

"So what kind of blessing do you want me to give you? Bravery, strength, or speed?" Wei Mu asked Tiebi.

Ironhide did not answer, but asked: "What would you write to yourself, Green Seer?"

This sentence immediately stunned Wei Mu.

He subconsciously lifted up his shirt, revealing the Imperial double-headed eagle and the word "Loyalty" on his chest - that's because he was a little panicked when he first came to the Warhammer universe, so he got these tattoos on his body in order to seek psychological comfort. .

"I want this too!" Tiepi pointed at the word loyalty on Wei Mu's chest and said.

"Do you know the meaning of the word loyalty?" Wei Mu asked curiously.

Ironpi's expression was slightly startled.

It actually didn't know those two words, it simply wanted to imitate the green prophet it admired, but it didn't expect that those two words actually read "loyalty".

"Of course, of course I know."

Ironhide spoke silently, his thoughts returning to the green-skinned tribe occupied by chicken thieves.