Travel through time and become a member of the Warhammer Empire

Chapter 281 Ogre Camp

"We built this road and planted this stake. If you want to pass through here, you have to pay for your passage."

The voice was loud, the tone was terrifying, and the hideous humanoid monster roared, but everyone in the entire imperial army breathed a sigh of relief.

Turns out it's an ogre. Then there's nothing to be afraid of.

Although these terrible monsters are called ogres, they are considered to be the most friendly and safest race in the world.

Within the Empire, ogres are the third most populous alien race.

First are the plains dwarves who live in cities with humans, then the halflings who live in cooperation with humans, and finally, of course, are the strong and honest ogres.

The ogres and the Imperial humans bear no ill will toward each other.

The former would be employed by the Empire and obtain the required food from the Empire by serving as mercenaries, bodyguards, or swill processors, and would be very loyal during the validity period of the contract, on par with Tyrell mercenaries.

The latter will accept services offered by the ogres and give them money, but almost always food as payment.

Likewise, ogres are merciless and may fight alongside you in the last mercenary contract, but cook and eat you in the next one.

But for an empire that has been fighting a civil war, this behavior is still quite loyal. At least the ogres will not backstab during the contract period.

When faced with ogres blocking the road or opening toll booths, the best way is to negotiate.

This happens to be what Windlow is best at. He can conduct business with all races that can communicate.

For Gelt, hiring this imperial merchant was becoming more and more profitable.

Windlow shrugged, prepared some things, and walked towards the location of the ogre.

When I was in Aldorf, I saw this big and strong creature that was more than three meters tall.

At that time, Windlow's dream was just to open a shop of his own in Altdorf, and he saw the ogre when he went to the bank to borrow money.

This creature has no pursuit of gold or wealth. Its only hobby is eating. First, it wants to be full, and then it wants to eat well.

After seeing the bank manager reject Windlow's loan application, the ogre guarding the vault "elegantly" carried the man away like a chicken.

Therefore, Windlow was not particularly afraid of this kind of creature. After some preparation, he took Mousse with him to negotiate.

When they were still some distance away, he raised his left hand and shouted at the top of his voice.

"Pay money to buy the way! And pay money to hire a guide!"

Upon hearing this, the ogre was overjoyed and took the huge club off his shoulder and placed it on the ground.

"Hey, businessman, come and give me your money."

Seeing Windlow approaching, the ogre actually had the concept of contract in his mind and pointed to the imperial army in the distance.

"The toll is very cheap, one copper coin for one person, two copper coins for a horse, and five copper coins for a car. You'd better have chicken legs, one chicken leg is worth one copper coin."

"That's 3428 copper coins, or 34 silver coins and 28 copper coins, which adds up to 35 silver coins."

Windlow calculated the toll in almost the blink of an eye. The money was not much, so he didn't feel bad about spending it. Besides, he didn't have to pay for it himself, so he could ask Gert to reimburse him for a gold coin later.

But the ogre in front of him widened his eyes and pouted his mouth.

"Impossible! You must be lying to me. You counted them all in one go? And a horse is 2 copper coins, and a car is 5 copper coins. You must not have calculated it well. I had to scrawl on the ground!"

It seems that this guy is the smartest among the ogres.

Ordinary ogres can only do addition and subtraction within ten. Once the number exceeds ten, they need to use a stick to make marks on the ground for assistance.

A clever ogre can easily do mental arithmetic within 100, but no matter how clever an ogre is, he cannot do mental arithmetic for numbers exceeding one thousand, not to mention that the unit price of some things is not even one.

"I have to count them myself, or I'll be fooled by you."

After saying that, the ogre picked up a lot of stones and swaggered towards the imperial troops.

The frightened imperial soldiers immediately lined up, an action which was praised by the ogre, who just happened to need to count.

Every few dozen humans, he would throw a stone on the ground and mark it.

At this rate, the imperial army would probably be delayed here for a whole day.

In this case, it is possible to visit the ogre camp. This is the first time that Windlow has been to this place.

Of course, as a guest, not as an ingredient.

This is a very small camp, with only about a hundred ogres in total. Like humans, they are divided into males and females.

However, female ogres look not much different from male ogres, and reproduce as fast as humans.

There were even a few ogre children in the camp, the youngest of whom was eight years old and taller than Mousse and Windlow combined.

"This eight years old?"

The ogres were quite friendly to the friendly race that came from afar and was willing to give money. It was also the ogres' meal time, so they waved their hands and invited the two to join their table instead of serving food on their table.

A large piece of raw meat was thrown onto the stone slab in front of Mousse and Windlow, and the ogre holding a huge machete on the other side also raised his chin.

"Eat quickly, eat quickly."

How can I eat this? It's raw, and I don't know what it was shaved from. It looks like cow or sheep, but it's particularly big.

For ogres, the dinner table is the place of highest etiquette. If you don't eat now, it would be a disrespect to them.

Eating raw meat directly will definitely lead to diarrhea and subsequent problems.

With a quick glance, Windlow saw all kinds of cut wood and stones scattered around the camp. He handed the knife to Mousse and asked her to cut the meat first.

As for Windlow, he sorted out the materials around him and made a small barbecue grill.

Traveling all over the country all year round, with no village or shop nearby, it is not particularly difficult to learn some outdoor cooking.

After the barbecue grill was set up, Mousse cut all the meat and skewered it. Chopping meat was also part of her pastime when there was nothing to chop.

The flames rose and the grill began to rotate. Oil and ingredients were applied to the grill, and the aroma filled the air, immediately attracting several ogres who were still eating simple barbecue or even raw meat.

"Vegetables? They taste terrible. Why does your barbecue smell so good among the vegetables?"