King-Chapter 1448 - 9: The Times Are Advancing_4

Right now, the vast grasslands are filled with unclaimed territories. When it comes to escaping, those who fly definitely have an advantage over those who run on the ground.

"The Hawkman Emperor is correct, the situation has become urgent. However, the specifics of how each race will deploy troops and how to allocate the number of troops need some discussion."

The Elephantman King responded with a serious expression.

The Hawkman Court is in trouble, and the next unfortunate race might be them.

If we look purely at strength, just two or three major tribes could handle the Undead army, but nobody wants to bear the losses.

"That’s simple, just calculate based on grassland area and allocate the number of troops accordingly!"

As soon as the Leader of the Boar Clan finished speaking, the King Bimon jumped in to refute, "No way!

The family sizes of each race are different, as is their combat strength. How can we allocate troop numbers so carelessly?

I think it would be more realistic to allocate troop numbers based on family size of each race!"

A rebuttal was necessary; determining troop size purely by grassland area clearly favored populous tribes like the Boar People. The Bimon clan, with fewer members, even if they mobilized the whole tribe, might not be able to provide enough troops.

"King Bimon, take on as many obligations as your benefits merit. Why should we, just because we have more people, bear more military duties?"

The Leader of the Boar Clan stood up to confront him.

Times change; ten years ago, he could only bow his head in front of the then Prince Bimon King, let alone ripping him apart on the spot.

Even a year ago, he would have had to serve King Bimon attentively.

But all of that is past!

With both sides severely weakened, the recovery speed of the Boar People is far faster than that of the Bimon clan.

Now, their strength is almost equal, and in ten years or so, the balance of power between them will completely shift.

The Leader of the Boar Clan, now confident, naturally would not regard the increasingly declining Bimon clan. Even if they were once the pride of the Orc Empire, they are no longer.

The development of the era has favored those species with faster reproduction and strong fighting capabilities.

The Bimon, being an old-fashioned species, rose to power not only because of their strong strength but largely because races like the Boar People hadn’t evolved mentally.

A species with poor intellect, no matter how fast they reproduce, can only be led by others.

Once the Boar People evolved sufficiently, the political structure of the Orc Empire was already stable, leaving no opportunities for them.

Having witnessed many races that were suppressed to extinction by the court when they emerged, in order to avoid harsh suppression, the Leader of the Boar Clan even had to pretend to be a brainless ruffian.

After holding back for countless generations, they have finally reached good times today. When the time came to stand strong, the Leader of the Boar Clan certainly wouldn’t continue swallowing his pride.

"Sit down, let’s discuss calmly. We’re all here for the Empire’s sake; there’s no need to harm our relations over temporary disagreements!"

From the side, the Silver Moon Wolf Emperor spoke to mediate.

The Orc Empire cannot withstand turmoil anymore; if internal fighting continues, the Empire will ultimately be destroyed.

Perhaps the small Bimon clan will be excluded from decision-making layers in future competitions, but that is for the future; at the very least, they currently have the strength to sit here.

The potential of the Boar People is great, but it remains just potential. Without development and expansion, they still aren’t anything.

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Given this backdrop, the Silver Moon Wolf Emperor naturally chose to offend neither side.

"Alright, I’ll give the Wolf Emperor some face today and not stoop to the level of this pig!"

As he spoke, King Bimon returned to his seat. Deep down, he was already worrying about the future of his race.

"Hmph!"

With a cold snort, the Leader of the Boar Clan also returned to his seat, and the meeting resumed its serious topic.

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