Hans' request caused an uproar in the orc.
To be honest, this request made them feel a little excessive.
He was just a warrior who joined in the middle of the journey. Why could he ask for such a reward and get half of the reward after entering the city?
If they agreed, it would be unfair to the dead orc.
Chieftain Werewolf sneered, fiddling with the bone chain in his hand.
"Chieftain Hans, I have to admit that you have the experience of leading troops to fight."
"Your medium-sized tribe has also suffered a great loss in the entire battlefield."
"But this alone is not enough to support your request."
He was a newcomer. The real loss was nothing compared to the former.
Before the leader of the lion tribe said anything, he had already provoked the other leaders' dissatisfaction.
Chieftain Leopard had always been proud, relaxing his muscles and bones.
"It's reasonable for the whole orc empire to charge forward valiantly."