《reborn: wolf man》chapter 52: army composition
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The battle was a pathetic display. It probably didn't help that I used my ring of stealth. (refer to the chapter ring inspection) since I wanted to try it out, the battle was very short. I mean if you can't see your opponent you would have to be a good fighter in order to fight them. Needless to say I wanted to see if my armour could eat flesh so I had my tails stab him in the chest and then not move. There was good and bad news from this experiment. My tails could absorb the blood but not the flesh. Seems it needs to be small enough to enter pores on my armour. Not surprising that it has pores considering its living. When I became uninvisible the whole crowd of orcs didn't move or shout. It would seem I went against the desired outcome. My minions were at the top of the arena so I simply jumped up to were they were.
“its off to the planning tents we need to train these brutes”
we went to the main tent where all the other leading orcs where.
“urkai”
“what?”
“get rid of them from now on we lead this army not them.”
My loyal minions flashed devilish smiles then attacked brutally. The orc leaders never saw it coming. They were already depressed that there leader had been killed and replaced and were watching me not my men. A couple of screaming minutes later the deed was done and they were dead. They were then eaten and I headed outside. My urkai following.
“LINE UP”
The orcs then formed groups of around a thousand each after the message was translated. They had shields, some had armour, most had swords or battle axes and some of the orcs had bows. I looked at the orc lines it seemed that about 40% were left handed while 60% were right handed. So I separated each group into left and right handed. Then grouped them into two large masses of right and left handed. I then took groups of 5 thousand out of each and left them in the care of one of my urkai. The bow orcs I left aside. When all was said and done their were 9 groups of 5 thousand and 2 groups of archers and about 500 others. For a total of 55 500 orcs. Once we finished this I could see tons of goblins coming in bringing food.
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This sparked a great idea into my head. The orcs seeing the food went and ate. I clearly noticed however that they stayed with their newly formed groups with clear distinctions between each group. I realized that before I could not tell that their were groups before because they paths between each group was small and each group had simply been different sizes and had simply grouped up where they could find space.
My grand idea had been to make crossbows and have the goblins armed, but that wasn't all. I was going to create an ankle bitter crew. The goblins would ride on the orcs backs until they crashed into the enemy lines. They would then jump down and attack the enemies ankles and lower region. They were slower in a sprint and much shorter then the orcs so running with the orcs would normally have been crushed/trampled by the orcs. Tomorrow I would need to count goblins and we would start training as the orcs needed to get ready for my campaign.
I woke up the next got a drink of water and then went back to business. The goblin crossbowmen would be under my lead while the 9 legions would under my minions. As I got the goblins building crossbows, they started tinkering with them to make them stronger. I left them alone as it would allow them to build something better then my half-ass designed crossbow.
I went over to my 2 legions of archers. I separated them into right and left handed and ended up with 5350 right handed and 4650 left. Using my remaining five hundred I manged to fill the gap of left handed and forced them all to take weapons and forget the bow. My goblins could only help the orcs on the front line, not be orcs on the front line. I gave one of the legions to my remaining urkai and then went into the forest. When I made sure no one was around I summoned 3 more urkai. Bringing my total up to 13. I returned and sent them one of them over to my last legion of orcs to train them in the roman style of fighting the other two I had follow me back to my goblins who were busy building crossbows. Seeing them fiddle reminded me of the Ballistae and Scorpios, and a smile creeped across my face.
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So right away I had them create one of each. The goblins however were to weak to operate them as the rocks were to heavy to load up and the Scopios to high up. So I called my now remaining 500 orcs over. They complied and where not happy when they were informed that they would be following the orders of petty goblins. So I smiled and gently informed them that If they didn't want to my urkai would gladly have a snack. For some reason they never complained again about serving goblins. I wonder why?
They where trained over the next 3 weeks and became my mobilized army. When all was said and done my army was as follows
11 Orc Legions (55 000 orcs)11 Ankle Bitter Units (13750)6 crossbow units (25000 goblins)2 artillery units (1000 goblins and 500 orcs)goblin gathering parties (25000 goblins)
My estimate before had been on the number of orcs in the camp. And most of the goblins had been out hunting. I did not restructure the hunting parties since they also acted as a scouting party. At the end of three weeks my army was ready to move out just before I told them to move out however...
I saw a tall being with horns coming out of its head, two arms, two tails, and around 9 feet tall. And did I mention muscled by like a body builder and covered in black armour with a white mask on? He was followed by what looked like large goblins but had large jagged teeth, they wore no armour had claws like a bears and their were 10 of them. When a goblin walked by they pounced on it tearing it to shreds eating it. He approached me and spoke surprisingly the same language as me but with a heavy newfy accent (simply look up newfy accents if you want to know more. I have nothing against nefys and have worked with a couple and the only thing I can say is that I usually require them to repeat themselves a couple of times to understand them. ps. I will not be doing the newfy accent written as It is incredibly hard to write.)
“Who are you boy? Where is the commander”
Most of the orcs nearby quickly flee the scene they know that when I get frustrated I tend to lash out at those nearby.
“That would be me”
he gives me a weird face and my urkai line up behind me.
“well Ill be taking over this army to cause chaos in the north so give up the reins”
I respond clearly and slowly with a hint of annoyance in my tone
“Id rather die first”
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