I'm not that kind of orc

This bastard definitely did it on purpose!

Then the curtain of the tent was lifted in the next second, and Miria in military uniform strode into the tent: "Brock—"

"Hello Brock is not here, I am his twin brother Bloda." I replied blankly in seconds.

"Stop making trouble." Miria said calmly, "I have business to do this time."

"Business!?" I gasped.

"Why are you so surprised?" Miria frowned slightly.

"You still ask? When you are serious, you can count on one hand...Okay, okay, what's the business?"

I saw that Wacker was still chatting with other soldiers passing by outside the tent, and thought that there was no way for her to do anything out of the ordinary, so I calmed down for the time being.

"From today I will serve as a tactical instructor on your team."

"What?"

"I said that from today onwards, I will serve as your tactical instructor for a period of time." Miria repeated calmly.

"Hahaha, isn't that ridiculous." I laughed out loud and patted my thigh, "Then, what's the real thing?"

"I'm not kidding you, it's true." Miriah clasped her hands.

I changed my face slightly: "How is it possible..."

"The previous operation was very successful. Other high-level officials have discussed with you the proposal to form the orc army as a vanguard. You agreed, right?" Miria reminded me.

I thought about it for a while: "Well, there is such a thing."

To be honest, even I myself who proposed this raid at the very beginning did not expect that with the support of cutting-edge technology and equipment from other races, the combat effectiveness of the orc troop could be improved to such a level that only 30 or so people would be able to attack. The enemy's main camp in the lower half of Helgia was rampant.

In terms of physical combat effectiveness alone, orcs can be regarded as the best among all civilized races.In the past, when the orcs, whose civilization was extremely backward compared to the southern countries, went to war with the south, they relied on their physical advantages and animal taming skills to supplement their equipment with wooden sticks, iron swords, animal skins, and steel helmets. gap.

So when Roland proposed at the previous high-level meeting to provide the best equipment support for the orc troops, and let us form the vanguard of this fortress with the most elite paladins here, I not only did not object, but also expressed support, including Others, including Mutafa, agreed, and our team received an additional grant for it.

"Then Roland also proposed to appoint an additional training consultant for your team to provide you with training and tactical support, right?" Miria continued to remind me.

Well, Roland did say that at the time, saying that since we want to reuse the orc troops, we should not only provide equipment support, but also provide technical and tactical support, so that our troops can better cooperate with other troops in the alliance. Therefore, an experienced alien advisor should be appointed to our team to teach the common tactics of our alliance army.

Because it makes sense, and it can improve the combat effectiveness of the entire team, and at the same time allow our team to better integrate into the allied forces, so I agreed on the spot.

"...So that consultant instructor is you?" My face darkened instantly.

"That's right." Miriah nodded.

"Why you?" I raised my voice.

I thought that Mutafa would send an experienced paladin from his command over this matter.

"I recommended myself when I found out." Miriah puffed out her chest slightly.

In other words, during the whole process, I should have agreed to the proposal to send foreign consultants to our team, and then Miriah knew about this matter and jumped out of the recommendation, and finally Roland who proposed and Mutafa who made the decision approved this matter.

...Mutafa aside, that guy Roland is definitely taking the opportunity to keep me from running away.

"So I don't know about such an important matter of candidate arrangement?" I widened my eyes.

"So now I'm here to inform you, right?" Miriah shrugged.

"Hey, can the other team members really accept it?" I still wanted to make a dying struggle.

After all, the fighting styles of elves and orcs are very different. Some people may feel uncomfortable with an elf serving as a tactical instructor for orcs.

"Don't worry, I came here to give you a questionnaire before looking for you, and basically everyone agreed." Miriah took out a piece of parchment unhurriedly, and it was densely packed with brothers "I don't think you have any objections, do you?"

Damn it!This guy has accumulated such a high popularity with us in his previous actions... There is really no way out now.

"Then, please teach me more, Captain Brock." Miriah stretched out her hand towards me, with an imperceptible smile on the corner of her mouth.

An elf who doesn't want to be an orc coach is not a good knight (2)

"...That's the way it is, so from today onwards, Captain Miriah Cavaliers will serve as a temporary instructor on our team for a period of time."

At the team assembly that followed, I listlessly announced the news to all the brothers.

Miriah bowed slightly to everyone at the right time.

"Okay, okay!!" As soon as I heard my words, there was a tsunami of applause and applause from below.

Tsk, these bastards...

"I really never thought that there would be such a day that I would be asked to speak in front of the orc team." Miria stood upright in front of the team with her hands behind her back, and began to speak, "Actually, Roland wanted to appoint me to this position at first, but I refused You said that I was a good elf knight, how did I become the instructor of the orcs? But Roland told me that 'everyone has already studied and decided', and then I..."

"Cough!" I interrupted her with a dry cough, "The ethos of our troops here is a bit more straightforward, so let's get straight to the point. What training programs have you brought to everyone?"

Miria nodded and continued: "Then let me briefly say that in the next few days, I will explain to you all the formation of the Southern Alliance and the signals in the army, so that everyone can It is better to cooperate with troops of other races. In addition, I will also teach you about the simple use of magic power, because later, Saidian may provide you with some enchanting equipment that needs to be injected with its own magic power."

"Sister Miria, are you going to train us to be mages?" A young orc warrior raised his hand doubtfully and asked, "I... only know how to wield axes and spears, and the shamans in the tribe used to know how to do it too. Say I don't have the talent to learn magic."

? "You don't need to master the magic to the extent that you can use it alone, you just need to let you know how to circulate the magic power." Miria replied calmly.

"Is this really necessary?" The young warrior scratched his short-haired head and muttered, "I'm just a warrior, why don't I use this time to learn more combat skills?"

In fact, compared to other races, orcs are generally less talented in magic arts, and their development level and popularity in this area are not high.Even looking at the present, shamanism is an obscure and daunting knowledge for most orcs.Although becoming a shaman is something that is quite respected by orcs in the tribe, it does not mean that many people intend to study this way.

Even at the time, I thought it would be more beneficial for self-improvement to exercise my muscles and practice my skills than to become a shaman by gnawing those difficult scrolls that recorded ancient totems and shaman teachings.

Of course, objectively speaking, learning spells is indeed not an easy task. In the case of me who learned to cast spells in a short period of time like me, it was only thanks to a one-on-one tutorial for a master of Roland's level that he succeeded-although the entire teaching The process can't be called serious.

"Warriors and spells do not conflict. In fact, combat skills and spells can coexist and even complement each other." Miria looked around at the crowd, "It seems that I need to change everyone's deep-rooted concepts first, so how about this, Next, let me do a demonstration, and show you the combat method that combines combat techniques and tactics, which should give you some inspiration."

Well, this speech feels surprisingly good.Although I have some complaints about Miria's role as an instructor, if it can really play a role in improving the combat effectiveness of the entire orc team, I can put my personal grievances aside first.

As a mere fighter, I have a deep understanding of the fact that the practice of spells can improve combat effectiveness.So this time, I am on Miria's side.

Then, Miria turned to me with a natural look: "Then, I will trouble you, Brock."

"What bother me?" I froze for a moment.

"Since we are going to demonstrate, it is better to have an opponent..." Miriya put one hand on the hilt of her sword, her eyes fixed on me, "Isn't it?"

This is obviously looking at the eyes of the prey!

I immediately sensed the danger, and opened my mouth to refuse: "No—"

But before I could finish my first word, the brothers in the phalanx shouted expectantly, covering my voice.

"Have you heard, Miss Miria is going to compete with Brother Brock!!"

"I can't miss it with this melon!"

"Come on, bet, bet!!"

……

The atmosphere at the scene suddenly heated up. No matter where it is, the competition between the strong is always eye-catching.

"Brock, you are the strongest orc here, don't let your orcs down. You shouldn't run away, right?" Miriah added in time.

Countless eager eyes immediately focused on me, which made me unable to get off the horse for a while.

Damn it, if I pour cold water on this situation, my prestige in the team will be wiped out.

"Okay." In desperation, I could only agree.

I'm pretty sure that Miriah has other plans.But at the moment, there is no room for rejection in this situation, and we can only take one step at a time.

Fortunately, now I have opened up a considerable level of strength difference with her. If I pay more attention, I shouldn't be taken advantage of by her—probably.

After a while, we gathered in the open training field. Miria and I stood in the center of the field, and the brothers gathered around the field to watch. I could only hear these bastards discussing enthusiastically there.

"Okay, okay, let's make a bet, buy it and let it go, who will win?"

"Are you kidding, do you even need to ask? It must be Big Brother Brock, who is the strongest fighter in our tribe... So I bet ten copper coins on Big Sister Miriya!"

"Don't make trouble, no matter how strong Miss Miria is, she is still an elf. What are the chances of winning a weapon battle between an elf and an orc... Ah, please change the change. I will bet ten copper coins on Miria."

"Brother Brock has so many recent achievements that you haven't seen? I don't know how he lost in this round of competition! So... I bet twenty copper coins on Miss Miria."

"Hey, how can you play with all bets on one side? Alright, please help me bet thirty copper coins on Miss Miria."

"Damn you, are you still human! Brother Bullock usually takes care of you so much, if I were Brother Bullock, I would definitely be pissed off by you!" In the end, Wacker slapped his thigh angrily, and overwhelmed everyone with the loudest voice, "I suffer No more!! I'll bet a silver coin... betting on Miss Miria."

"You bastards!" I turned my head and glared at the group of smirking bastards, "I'll beat you to death later!!"

An elf who doesn't want to be an orc coach is not a good knight (3)

Jokes are jokes, this competition still needs to be taken seriously.

I saw Miruiya calmly put on the hilt of her sword, and looked at me with a serious face: "It's just a simple competition, I feel a little unmotivated, why don't we increase the bet."

"Bet?" I frowned.

"The loser, how about agreeing to the winner unconditionally?" Miria said seriously.

Damn, that's your real purpose... It's not like I haven't experienced this kind of competition where I unconditionally agree to something as a bet. There has never been a time when the purpose was not to cause trouble. How could I agree?

But before I could speak, the brothers outside the venue shouted like a pot exploded: "Okay, okay!"

"Come on, Brother Brock!"

"Is it still a man if you don't agree?"

Tsk, I forgot that there are such a group of melon-eating people around who watch the excitement and don't think it's a big deal. It's impossible to refuse a duel on such an occasion.

"Okay." I answered with a stern face, then slowly took a tomahawk from my back and put it in a posture.

But at this moment, Miriah raised her finger and pointed at me, and raised her opinion again: "I remember that according to the rules of your orcs, men should take off their shirts in a duel, right?"

I couldn't help but startled.

Now, I always feel that I am following her step by step.

But to a certain extent, what she said is also reasonable. Although whether to use magic or not, these rules can be flexibly changed in the competition as long as both parties agree.But taking off your shirt is a basic rule that cannot be easily changed. After all, in the eyes of us orcs, not taking off your shirt is a serious insult to the opponent.

Although I don't like to expose my body in front of this pervert, I took off the top first, leaving only the trousers, belt and leather waist protectors on the side, and repositioned with the upper body bare.

Someone beat the drums of the hot field, and with the sound of a horn, the competition officially started.

Miriya didn't rush up to me at close range as I expected, but squatted down slightly with her right hand clenched to the hilt of the sword, as if drawing her sword and slashing.

This is a backhand posture, do you want to wait until I take the initiative to rush into her sword circle before making a move?