Wolf King

There are four big tents of the Tiger Clan, one big tent is composed of thirteen middle tents, and one middle tent is composed of thirteen tents.

Under normal circumstances, there should be more than 2100 officers and soldiers in a large tent company.

However, there are less than 1000 people left in the big tent led by Yale who is sticking to the front line of Nubia!

The promotion system of the Tiger Clan's military account was inherited from the era of the Tiger Clan Beast Emperor. Before the war, elite veterans like Yale served in the eastern stronghold for several years, but they were only promoted to account masters.

Why has Yale soared to the top of the rank (general) so quickly over the past year or so since he participated in the war?

Because everyone on his head is dead! !

The Tiger Clan, the most powerful single-combat race under the Dragon Clan, does not have the saying that soldiers charge forward and officers are stable behind. He is stronger than everyone else, it's just that his luck is a little bit better!

It's just that this kind of good luck doesn't make Yale rejoice, it only makes him more...angry!

"Why do we fight such a war? What do dwarves and dark elves have to do with us? Tell me, Kun, you are from the king's tent, tell me!!"

"Yale!" Kun growled, dropped his weapon, grabbed Yale's arm with both hands and shook him off, "Don't go crazy, you are one of the big four!"

"Roar--!!"

"No, stop him!"

"Come and help!"

Several soldiers on duty in the king's account rushed forward, and hurriedly pushed Yale, who was on the verge of madness, to the ground.

"Calm down, Yale!"

"Roar--!!"

"What are you arguing about!!"

Kun, who was desperately trying to dissuade Yale, paused and raised his head in panic: "...the king!"

The King Tiger, who walked out of the account, glanced coldly at the group of chaotic soldiers, and finally his eyes fell on Yale who was pressed to the ground by several people.

"Yale tent."

in the king's tent.

Tiger King swung the others away, leaving only Yale.

This Tiger King, who should be in his prime according to his age, is much older than a few years ago. Although his body is still extremely strong, his cheeks are no longer plump, and even the animal patterns on his cheeks are no longer plump. Some wrinkled.

The inheritance of the Tiger Clan is carried by animal patterns. The golden and black symmetrical tiger beard-shaped animal patterns on the cheeks of elite warriors range from four to eight, inheriting the glory and strength of the Tiger Clan.

The King Tiger, who has six golden and black tiger beard-shaped animal patterns on his left and right cheeks, is a little worse than his father, but he is still the strongest fighter in the Tiger Clan.

Confronting the increasingly vicious Tiger King, Yale, who came here determined to break the boat, unconsciously... felt the pressure.

Get cold feet, Yale will not consider.He gritted his teeth fiercely, and said firmly, "King, we shouldn't continue this war."

King Tiger, who was sitting on a high-backed chair, looked at him calmly without making a sound.

The anger in Yale's heart was ignited again, and he took a step forward excitedly: "King!"

The Tiger King still didn't speak, and his hands clasped in front of him were slightly clenched.

"Yale, let's go."

Yale thought he had heard it wrong, so he stood there for a moment, then opened his mouth in shock: "King?!"

"If you think I'm a sinner of the Tiger Clan, then you can go." The Tiger King said calmly, "Take someone who is willing to go with you, and rush out of the Nubian Ring Road, and leave from the west of the Dark Forest."

"?!"

"The Tiger Clan will not turn their backs on the battlefield again!" The Tiger King suddenly raised his voice, his eyes wide open, "Escape from the battlefield? Isn't the humiliation experienced by our ancestors not enough! Get lost! You bastard who turned his back on the honor of the Tiger Clan get out!"

Yale was furious, but suppressed it fiercely, and stared back at Tiger King coldly.

"Get lost!" Tiger King shouted angrily again.

Yale closed his eyes and took a deep breath, and rushed forward, throwing the Tiger King sitting on the chair down.

"Do you regret it?! King! Do you regret paying so many soldiers' lives now!"

"shut up!"

The bursting wind blade pulled Yale away, and the Tiger King stood up with the back of the fallen chair, raising one hand high, and the violent wind gathered above his palm.

"Roar--!!"

With a roar, Yale charged forward again with the force of the wind all over his body.

Tiger King smashed the dangerous pneumatic drills gathered in groups towards the front of Yale.

"boom--!!"

"Bang——!!"

There were two loud bangs, and the soldiers on duty who were rushed outside Wang's tent became tense.

Kun looked at Wang Zhang nervously, but could only let out a long sigh.

In the king's tent, the ground was in a mess in an instant.

Yale was lying on the ground gasping for breath. There were several wind blade incisions in front of his body, and blood was slowly oozing out.

The Tiger King stood beside the chair, his face gloomy and unscathed.

Only the strongest Tiger Clan warrior is qualified to be the Tiger King and take charge of the inheritance.Yale, who only had four golden and black tiger whiskers on his face, was no match for the Tiger King.

Tiger King took a few steps forward and looked down at Yale who couldn't get up.

Yale glared at him hard.

After a moment of silence, the Tiger King spoke again: "Go, take whoever you can take with you. It doesn't matter if you go to the Western Continent or the Southern Continent...with the shame of betraying the honor of the Tiger Clan, like a humble bug Live like that."

Yale spit out blood foam with a "bah", and said viciously: "It's not enough for you that so many people have already died. Do you want to fill in more lives?"

This time Tiger King didn't fight back, but just looked at him coldly.

Yale roared uncontrollably: "What if I don't agree? Are you going to fill in all the clansmen?! You are the king! The king of the tiger clan, what do you think of the tiger clan?!"

The Tiger King's face turned ferocious: "You... idiot!"

"In this case, you should say it to yourself-the Tiger Clan shouldn't have come to such a point. Isn't everything the fault of your luck?! You helped the Beast Emperor and removed the Marshal of the Empire for him, and you did not hesitate to return The lies of the Far East deceived all the clansmen, and the result is that the tiger clan was sold to the dark elves by the beast king!"

"You believed in that hateful black bear, but you made the whole Tiger Clan pay the price!"

"To shut up!"

Yale smiled distortedly, and said bitterly: "Don't deceive yourself any more, King Tiger, what glory is there for the Tiger Clan? For the Beast Emperor and the Dark Elf Mistress, we have something to do with those Cat Clan warriors you forced into the battlefield." What's the difference? What's the difference between a knife in someone else's hand and a dog led by someone else?!"

"shut up!"

"boom--!!"

The sudden hurricane blew the huge king's tent to the ground. Kun, who was standing outside the king's tent worriedly, was horrified to see a glaring bloodstain on the white tarpaulin.

Inside the tent, Yale held the hideous wound on his left shoulder and smiled miserably at Tiger King.

"Are you expecting to leave the mess you are tossing to others to solve? You are the strongest warrior of the Tiger Clan, but I am not, and you expect me to keep the fire for the Tiger Clan? The king of the Tiger Clan is so unambitious. goods!"

The furious Tiger King turned pale for a moment.

Immediately, he stopped pretending to be angry, and as if he suddenly aged ten years, his energy, energy, and spirit all instantly withered away.

He looked at Yale calmly, those golden vertical pupils that always shone with light, turned out to be like stagnant water at this moment.

After another moment of silence, the Tiger King opened his mouth. Like an old man who had aged prematurely, he said in an unbearably pleading tone that he had to bow his head to the younger generation: "Among the four tents, you are the last old man. Warrior. Take the inheritance, Yale, take as many people as you can..."

"you--"

"I can't go." Tiger King sighed lightly, "The 'Law of Language' contract is tied to me."

"You, are you crazy!" Yale roared in disbelief, angrily and impatiently, "As the king of the tiger clan, you actually made a legal contract with the beast king?!"

"Without the 'Law of Language' contract, do you think that one member of the Tiger Clan can walk out of the cursed land alive?" The Tiger King laughed at himself.

Yale was dumbfounded for a moment.

Ever since he took over the position of the dead tent, he was finally able to touch things that he couldn't touch before—or in other words, he was finally qualified to raise his head and look at the terrifyingly huge dark cloud covering the heads of the Tiger Clan.

"The magic silver armament of the Imperial Marshal was provided by the snow elves." The Tiger King said indifferently, "The reason why the snow elves support the Imperial Marshal is the same as accepting us 'remnants in exile'."

"If it wasn't for the fact that the snow elves have been secretly meddling in the affairs of the empire, why do you think the Beast Emperor would forcefully launch a war all the way to the Ice and Snow King City?"

"That time, the Marshal of the Empire was not exposed, so...the Beast Emperor is willing to accept my surrender."

"When the imperial marshal was beheaded in the imperial capital, the snow elves lived their days as if nothing had happened."

The Tiger King smiled sarcastically: "Who in the Northern Continent has the right to choose whether to be involved in the contest between the Elf King and the Beast King?" You can only see the black cloud above your head, and I have seen it for decades."

Yale's face was pale, and his lips trembled slightly.

Whether to continue to be a kitten kept in captivity in the backyard, not allowed to show its fangs and claws, and resigned to fate, or to resist and fight hard, this is an easy multiple-choice question.

The Tiger King chose the Beast Emperor, and now it seems that he is really stupid-but if Yale stood in the position of the Tiger King at that time, Yale didn't think he could handle it so beautifully.

After all... no one knows better than the Tiger Clan how much the demigods who declared that "disputes are forbidden in the cursed land" disdain this rule!

50 years ago, the blood stained on the ground of the King's Court of the Tiger Clan has not completely disappeared!

Seeing the drastic change in Yale's face, the Tiger King laughed at himself again: "If the royal family of the human race falls to the clouds, it is the fate that anyone can step on. Our Tiger Clan..."

After a pause, the Tiger King did not continue the topic, but instead said: "I have reserved a part of the supplies given by the dark elves in the west of the Dark Forest. You... leave the underground world, go to the southwest of the Spark Plain, and go to the dense forest Now, don't look back, and never come to the North Continent again."

Yale suddenly raised his head and looked at Tiger King in horror.

Actually reserved supplies - King Tiger had long ago decided to let some of the tribe "defect"? !

"By the way." The Tiger King laughed again, "Those snow werewolves seem to have done a good job. If there is a chance, send someone to the human world to contact those snow werewolves, and tell them that the inheritance of the snow wolf clan is in the hands of the beast king." .”

Yale walked out of the king's tent in a trance, and he didn't come back to his senses until he met the concerned face of his old friend Kun.

"Kun, you... Wang..."

Kun smiled and shook his head slightly but resolutely at Yale.

Yale felt a lump in his throat.

Kun held Yale's shoulders and sent him out. Before saying goodbye, he whispered in his ear: "Someone must stay, Yale, and it's time for the soldiers of the king's account to get down to business."

Yale wanted to say something, but couldn't say a word.

When the Tiger Clan was forced to withdraw from the Far East, all the warriors of the Snow Wolf Clan and most of the mages of the Cat Clan were sacrificed.

The inheritance of the Snow Wolf Clan was cut off, and so was the mage of the Cat Clan.

Today, when the Tiger Clan must dock their tails to survive, the Tiger Clan must also sacrifice themselves.

Kun sent his old friend away, returned to the king's tent, and silently went in with the other two middle tents to tidy up.

Tiger King lifted up the chair by himself, sat on it, and silently looked at the hangings on the screen.

"Wang...why did you choose Yale?" Kun was really curious, and he couldn't help asking when the account was almost cleaned up and the other two left.

Tiger King didn't answer him.

After Kun left, the Tiger King murmured in a low voice: "You will not hesitate to betray the honor of the Tiger Clan to save the lives of the clansmen. If you don't have such awareness, how can you lead the Tiger Clan to continue."

Five days later.

The news that most of the Tiger Clan fighters "defected" was sent back to the dungeon, and even Mu Mu, who runs a food store, heard the news.

"Really, the tiger clan ran away?" Mumu looked at the dark elf guests who were waiting to buy powder in surprise.

"That's right, only Tiger King and Wang Tent are left, and the other three big tents ran away during the battle." A dark elf warrior looked disgusted.

"It's still the strongest race below the dragon clan that has produced the Beast Emperor. It's ridiculous that you can even abandon your own king." Another dark elf warrior echoed.

"It's like this?" Mumu was very curious, "Then what about their Tiger King?"

"What else can we do? The rest of us will continue to stick to the Nubian frontline."

"That's right, where is the manpower to go after those guys now?"

"It's too bad. Fortunately, such embarrassing things didn't happen in the other two battlefields. Otherwise, wouldn't the mine veins in the west be taken away by those black iron dwarves?"

"I hope the dwarf king won't go on the expedition himself for the time being. Last time when he came, many tigers died before stopping him. It's really annoying..."

Mumu listened carefully to the two dark elves' chatter with a pure face, and the action of preparing hot and sour powder was twice as slow as usual...

That night, after the food store closed, Mumu immediately wrote the news he had heard during the day into a letter, and had people rush back to the tribe overnight.

Another day later, Xiao Yun learned of this big incident.

"Those tiger heads are finally enlightened?"

This was Xiao Yun's first reaction when he saw the letter.

"Mumu's handwriting is getting worse and worse, negative points!"

This is the second reaction.

"They actually left the Tiger King?" Mr. Xiao En was puzzled.

Mr. Sean is one of the few powerful participants in the real hidden event...the other one is Primo who is roaming around in the orc empire.

These two old men are dying anyway, and as a human race, it is impossible for them to have a sense of belonging to the three parties of the elves, the orc empire, and the dwarf king, so Xiao Yun needs to keep everything from Balk and Evelyn them.

"The Tiger King probably won't be able to leave, maybe there is some kind of lifeline in the hands of the Beast Emperor." Xiao Yun is not very puzzled by this, "That old Yinbi uses the Tiger Clan as a knife and doesn't hold others How can you rest assured about the lifeblood. Although the Tiger Clan's tactic of abandoning the commander and protecting the pawns is a bit embarrassing, it can at least leave seeds, so as not to drag the dwarves and dark elves to the extermination of the clan... With that kind of population, what kind of attrition war are you fighting with them? , there is a bag on the head."

Even if Xiao Yun had never fought a war, at least he had studied history.

War is the most uncontrollable thing, and the history of war on Earth has repeated this truth NN times—not to mention anything else, how many countries have been bloodied by the imperial cemetery?

In the Soviet-Finnish War (the famous Winter War), which seemed to be "a wave of A in the past", the Soviet Union, which had an absolute advantage in military strength, won that miserably. It's really not to mention...

If the army has an absolute advantage, it is possible to encounter headwinds. The army (population) is N times smaller than others, and it is so special to fill the pit of the war of attrition. It is not poisonous, what is it?

Don't say that I am very strong and the enemy is very weak. This wave has a great advantage. A small population and a weak foundation are the original sin. Unless there is a super favorable situation, don't get lucky and dream against the sky; The people who said it didn't believe it themselves, otherwise why did they crazily abolish their martial arts and crazily restrict the Han army during the Manchu Qing rule?

In short... the lives of thousands of clansmen are thrown on the battlefield. Xiao Yun will definitely not do such a two-dimensional thing—keep growing, don't waste time!

Mr. Xiao En thought for a while, and this is the reason: "It should be so. According to the Ivory Tower (the headquarters of the Spellcasters Association), even the Snow Elves had to give up three points in the era of the Tiger Clan Beast Emperor. Get up Tiger Clan."

"I've also heard from Tim before that the alchemists also praised the Tiger Clan Beast Emperor. Aren't the demigods have a long lifespan, like the Dragon Clan, how did the Tiger Clan demigod die?" Yun curiously.

Mr. Xiao En said strangely: "Uh, it is said that...the one who went to the Demon Realm to fight with the Demon King came back with injuries all over his body, and then..."

Xiao Yun: "..."

This damn, is really a brave man who died in a fight.

"Okay..." Xiao Yun put away the letter, put it in a file bag and sealed it, "Mr. Xiao En, please contact the Spellcaster Association for me to find the whereabouts of the defected Tiger Clan. If you can, please contact me."

Mr. Xiao En thought for a while, then shook his head and said, "Tigers can't go back to the grassland, Ayun."

Xiao Yun smiled: "If they want to return it, then I don't want to go to them. Girls are at the end of their ropes right now, if we go back to the grassland, it's no wonder they don't come to snatch us."

"Uh……"

"Until the Elf King and the Beast Emperor decide the outcome, it's best not to show any conspicuous characters in our Northern Continent. Otherwise, they'll be targeted by one or the other. Unless they decide a winner Well, the winner has the confidence to be calm. At that time, it would not be a problem to be a little more conspicuous. Now, let’s forget it.” Xiao Yun said, “As for the Tiger Clan, as you said, they are the brightest stars in our Northern Continent... ...just about to fall to the ground."

Mr. Sean: "..."

Xiao Yun's words are like this every time, and it makes Mr. Xiao En feel reasonable, and the wording always makes Mr. Xiao En feel uncomfortable and panicked.

Regarding the Tiger Clan, Xiao Yun's views are the same as Mr. Xiao En's, they are just downcast phoenixes that are not as good as chickens...

The ancestors have been glorious, domineering, and unlucky, so all new and old accounts have to be settled together, and it is very difficult to get along.

To make an inappropriate analogy: If the United States is strong and the Indians can have a voice and global influence similar to that of the Jews, then the end of the United States will be worse than that of the head of state who has done similar things to the Jews... (Yankes to The Indians are much more ruthless to the Jews than the head of state)

After death, he will be revived repeatedly in entertainment works, repeatedly whipped to death, and people all over the world will step on [-] JIOs, and he will never stand up again.

But the United States is still a beacon of freedom, it has not died like a head of state, and Indians have not mixed up with Jews...So people all over the world, as if they had amnesia, forgot about this butcher who had committed bloody genocide.

If you want to say that there is any difference between the two, there is no such thing.

"Then what are you going to do with them?" Mr. Sean asked.

"Give me a way to survive, and make a good relationship." Xiao Yun said confidently, "We now need more and more fighting tree latex. Human races can't grow this thing, and planting it is killing people. Cats will grow it." It's easy to get hurt, and the others are busy, so I can only let Hajime and the others grow it. The Tiger Clan are rough-skinned and thick-skinned, so it's just right for them to do it."

Only children can tell right from wrong, adults only look at the use value~!

Mr. Xiao En opened his mouth wide in shock: "You, you... When did you start thinking about this?!"

"The last time I asked Elder Gusta to go to the battle tree shed to confirm that the snake clan had nothing to do with this unlucky thing." Xiao Yun said frankly.

Mr. Sean: "..."

"I heard that the bear clan is also particularly resistant to beatings, but it's a pity that the bear clan is the basic foundation of the beast emperor." Xiao Yun was still sighing.

Mr. Sean: "..."

Sending Mr. Xiao En away with a sore face, Xiao Yun turned around, and immediately rubbed his hands like a fly: "Nima Tiger Clan can be regarded as crippling themselves, and they can fill the grasslands with hot cats~!"

A month later.

When the grassland was covered with snow, and the borderless dense forest at the junction of the western continent and the southern continent was suddenly cold and warm (correct), the exiled Tiger Clan team that had just crossed the Spark Plain and arrived here was exhausted and encountered two people who came up to them on their own initiative. Talking Terran spellcaster.

In the era when the tiger clan owned the prairie king's court, there were many human visitors in the king's court. Yale, who led three large tents to "defect", was not surprised, and stepped forward to talk to the two human spellcasters.

Yale was stunned when he heard that these two human mages were looking for them on purpose.

When the two human mages took out the letter from the Snow Wolf Clan (written by Sean) and handed it over, Yale forgot to pick it up...

In the letter, the Snow Wolf Clan first recalled the deep feelings between the two families since ancient times, and expressed their deep sorrow, concern and sympathy to the Tiger Clan, and then warmly invited the Tiger Clan to plant fighting trees and take fruit stems for the Snow Wolf Clan Ye and the snow wolf clan exchanged food and supplies.

Yale read with a numb face, raised his head and looked at the two human mages blankly.

The human spellcaster signaled Yale to continue looking down.

So Yale endured the curse and continued to read the letter (he thought the Snow Werewolf was molesting their Tiger Clan), until he saw the last paragraph, Yale was really stunned (not angry).

The Snowwolves indicated that they could pay in advance for the food and supplies used to exchange the stems and leaves of the fruits of the battle tree. After the Tigers stabilized, they could send personnel through the Bolton territory of the Cronin Kingdom to the Knights of Valentine Robbins to collect them.

Yale: "..."

Looking back at the few carts of food left in his team, Yale found that he was not rich enough to refuse.