If the Maneaters are the ogre race's far-flung edge, the Gutbusters are its marching bulk — the vast, hungry heart of every tribe and the mass of any ogre army worth the name. They are the Bulls and the Ironguts, the Leadbelchers and the Butchers, the gnoblar rabble that scurries at their heels; in short, they are the horde itself, the ordinary greatness of the ogre way of war.
A Gutbuster host is built around the belly. Its warriors charge behind their gut-plates as a man might advance behind a shield, and where they strike, ranks simply cease to exist, folded under and trampled flat. Discipline is a loose thing among them, held together less by loyalty than by the promise of the feast to follow and the certain knowledge that a Tyrant will eat any Bull who runs.
There is a brute honesty to the Gutbusters that the tribes prize above all cleverness. They ask for no grand cause, no homeland to defend, no god beyond the one growling in their guts. Point them at an enemy, promise them the eating of it, and they will march to the ends of the world and back, cracking every wall and swallowing every defender in their path. War, to a Gutbuster, is only the loud part of dinner.
Ogre Kingdoms
Order of battle
The The Gutbusters field the units of the Ogre Kingdoms — a detachment from the roster:
Kindred formations
Other Ogre Kingdoms formations
The Goldtooth TribeThe mightiest and wealthiest tribe in the Mountains of Mourn — the personal horde of the Overtyrant, which conquers more often with gold than with the club.
The ManeatersWandering ogre sellswords who have soldiered on every continent and come home strange, scarred, and worth a mob of ordinary Bulls apiece.