Boss waited for the results of his orders for a few days. During this time even more boyz appeared in the settlement. Some, of course, needed to be put in line but it wasn't his job. The older more experienced orks were doing this job now. He only needed to be around to provide order and peace to the Ork population.
One day when everything was peaceful and Boss was happily watching his new squig in its kennel a mekboy run up to him screaming his lungs out.
-BOSS! BOSS! Wez did it! We build what ya told us!- He was happily jumping around.
-Show me and stoop screaming ya stupid git. – Mekboy immediately listened to the Boss`s order and showed the way to his new invention.
When they arrived Boss saw Trebuchet, this angered him as he clearly ordered earlier to build a giant catapult.- Oi what this iz? Itz not what e had earlier? Ya all want krumping?
-No BOSS, pls no! Let me show ya.- Mekboy run the machine and started showing how it works. – I put sumthing eve her than ya pull ere and it will lob the evy thing farther than the catapult.
-Alright, show me. Lob something evy– Boss looked around the settlement and saw a group of Orks that were slaking and playing around– There! Lob sumething at them.
Mekboy was more than happy to comply, he quickly loaded the trebuchet with everything he had at hand and fired. Ammunition flew high and dropped at the unsuspecting Orks at an amazing 90-degree angle. – See Boss, told ya it good.
-Yeah I can see it now. Itz biggar, make bigger splat, and iz Orky and not a umie copy. Good, good! One fing we got, now where iz ma clobba?
-Clobba? – Mekboy suddenly became visibly panicked as he totally forgot about boss's weapon, but his quick thinking brain saved him.- CLOBBA! Iz eve it roight ere. Itz still need sum work to do.- He pointed at a piece of molten iron that resembled a log.
Boss walked to it and picked it up with one hand. – Feel evy, is ard, but ya will need to put them spikes on it and make better handle for me to grabb it.
-Aye Boss! – Mekboy saluted energetically and went to grab the clobba from the boss. Boss let him have it and when he released it from his hand the matal log was way to heavy for mek to even lift it.
- Mista Nuthead ya will now be chief mek. I will be waiting for me clobba. – Boss left the struggling mek and walked back to his new squig. That little squig grow fast it and soon he would be able to ride it into battle. There was one issue though. Squig was aggressive and would eat anything that came near its mouth. But Boss being the Boss quickly found a solution to that problem. He beat that squig with his fists until it lay unconscious on the ground.- Now ya will listen to me, youz iz mine squig.- Squig nodded unconsciously and laid there in the pool of its own blood. Boss after this short exercise went to sit on his throne and waited for everything to be ready.
Meanwhile, thanks to survivors from the previous battle humans were preparing for full-blown war. Trees were being chopped down around the fortress and wagons of supplies were being transported inside. Also, mercenaries were hired to help with the green menace.
The mercenaries that were hired were of the Ork race. They were big mean, hairy, and could feed of anything like the pigs that they were. The mercenary camp was near the river outside the fortress because if let loose inside they could eat all supplies that were calculated to last a year in a week.
Pigheads as some braver people called them were led by their chief Tusk Dragoneater, he was over 3 meters tall and had 2 axes and very heavy armor. Humans told him there was a giant green troll to kill and that he would be a worthy opponent. This news alone sparked his interest so he gathered 10 000 of his best soldiers and brought them for a fight.
All this that was happening was reported later by sneaky Mauork to Boss later on, and the information that some sort of puny hog dared to call itself Ork was like a spark that fell on a barrel of gunpowder.