Wolf King

Saladin's red copper bell eyes almost popped out of his sockets, was he betrayed? !

Thinking again that he was kidnapped on the way to the cat clan tribe, he suddenly came to his senses... No wonder the person from the Xia tribe came here alone and made up such a lie to trick himself out of the tribe.

Saladin's anger disappeared in an instant, and he calmed down. He is a sage of the tauren, and he knows that the more critical the moment, the more he should remain calm. The Xia tribe has been unstable since the expelling of the rabbit mantle last year, and the prestige of the Xia patriarch Fighters who have fallen and have the strength to compete for the position of patriarch are ready to move; if there are fools who try to please the tiger clan and use the support of the tiger king to win the position of patriarch, it seems not surprising.

Saladin couldn't help but shook his head secretly. He was not afraid of the threat of the Tiger King. In Saladin's eyes, this guy who was more greedy and short-sighted than the previous Tiger King was far inferior to his father. What he was thinking at the moment was... If Patriarch Guo Xia couldn't do it as soon as possible. Clean up people's hearts, then this cat tribe, which has been neighbors with the tauren for more than 100 years, may become a spring dandelion and be blown away by the wind.

Tiger King didn't get the expected reaction, and became more impatient, roaring: "Saladin! Haven't you understood your situation yet!"

Saladin raised his head and glanced at the Tiger King indifferently, he put his big hands on the ground, and his huge body stood up slowly in the darkness: "You are the one who doesn't understand the situation, Tiger King... Didn't your father tell you You, who was the owner of this land 200 years ago—”

Saladin raised his left foot, his thick calf muscles bulged, his heavy feet fell suddenly, and the big hoof on the sole of his forefoot cracked the marble floor with a bang.

Tiger King's complexion changed slightly, and he subconsciously wanted to shake off the spider silk robe he was wearing, but fortunately he reacted in time and controlled the movements of his hands.

Saladin's right foot fell, and there was another hole in the marble floor. The huge bull's head approached the tiger king. Said: "—We tauren hate war, but we are never afraid of war."

The Tiger King stared at Saladin for a few seconds, then suddenly burst out laughing with a sinister smile: "Sage of the tauren, in order to protect a certain small tribe, you tauren want to go to war with our tiger clan?"

Saladin looked at the Tiger King silently, and there seemed to be flames burning in his red eyes.

The tiger king had blue veins popping out of his forehead - he would just sneer at such a big talk from other tribes, but the tauren... these bull heads can really do it!

"king!"

"Who?!" Tiger King was furious, "Who is breaking into the king's tent!!"

"Wang, there are a lot of tauren outside Wang Ting!"

"What?!" Tiger King rushed out of the inner room immediately.

Outside the royal court, there is an open space for outsiders to camp. Business groups from the Orc Empire, wandering elf bards, and powerful adventurers of various races are vigilantly looking in the same direction.

More than a hundred tauren stood silently outside the camp. These notoriously vicious guys were all covered in dust and dust, but they were surprisingly fierce and murderous. The place where they stood was within [-] meters. There was a big white space, and even the unbridled and unrestrained adventurers avoided this group of bullheads who seemed to be hostile at first glance.

Several tiger warriors ran out of the royal court, stopped in front of the tauren team and shouted a few words. After a while, a burly man with thick black and yellow braids and a pair of men walked out of the tauren team. A burly, muscular little giant with messy brown hair on his head, followed the Tiger Clan warriors into the royal court.

In the center of the king's court and the hall of the king's tent, the tiger king looked at the two visitors with a dark face.

The scalper Hall, the brown bull Harold, and the two tauren patriarchs all came to the door... These bullheads really don't know how to judge the situation and weigh the pros and cons!

The two tauren patriarchs didn't say a word, they stared blankly at Tiger King with black eyes and red eyes.

"The sage Saladin is just a guest in the king's tent." The Tiger King reluctantly restrained his temper and said bluntly, with a particularly impatient tone.

Chief Harold looked at Hall, Hall frowned and said nothing, and the two chiefs looked at King Tiger again.

The Tiger King was furious, not in the mood to talk nonsense with these cow heads, took out the white porcelain cup and squeezed it in his palm: "Hand over the tribe that made this, and I will return Saladin to you."

Harold showed a very vicious shocked expression, his two red eyes almost didn't stick to the porcelain cup, and Patriarch Hall stood up abruptly.

A vein appeared on the Tiger King's forehead, and he gritted his teeth and said word by word: "The Tauren are not threatened, but the Tiger Clan? Either fight or hand over that tribe, there is no third choice!"

Hall took a step forward, and Harold stopped him with his hand.

The elder Harold, who is older than Hall, shook his head at his compatriots, and turned to look at the Tiger King. This time, the patriarch said, "Tiger King, do the Tiger Clan want to dominate the grassland, or return to the Tiger King?" Your original home?"

The Tiger King's face changed drastically, his facial muscles tensed, and he stared at Harold fiercely with cannibalistic eyes.

"This land is called a cursed land. Even if it is a cursed land, we, the people of the Mother Earth Goddess, will do our best to maintain the tranquility of this grassland." In terms of ferocious appearance and amazing momentum, the tauren can't lose Giving the Tiger Clan a little bit, Harold took a step forward facing the Tiger King's stare, "Tiger King, do you want to bet that we Tauren have such determination?"

The Tiger King narrowed his eyes slightly. As the king of the Tiger Clan, he did not lack vision. Harold's toughness made him realize one thing - the Tiger Clan has been looking for excuses to plunder small tribes on the grassland for more than 40 years. The tauren's dissatisfaction has accumulated to a critical point due to their behavior, and they are waiting for the opportunity to explode their dissatisfaction.

"Heh." The Tiger King sneered, "Very good... I can take a step back, as long as that small tribe offers enough tribute to my tribe, my tribe can let them go, and I will return Saladin to you .”

"No." Patriarch Hall finally opened his mouth, with a very harsh tone, "There is no porcelain for you, return it to Saladin."

Tiger King's face immediately turned cold.

The most peaceful moment for cats is when they are ready to kill.

"My tribe is close to the York Mountains." Chief Harold interrupted, "Although my tribe does not regard the grassland as our own, we are not indifferent to the things on the grassland."

The Tiger King turned to Harold with some surprise in his cold eyes.

"A certain general from the Orc Empire will visit the royal court in autumn. This is what my family members heard from the chatter of the Orc Merchant Group." Harold could actually see a hint of cunning on his ferocious face, "Our bull head Humans are a peace-loving race, and I am very willing to see the glory of the former orc royal family... I also ask Tiger King to let this grassland get the tranquility it deserves."

With a "click", the King Tiger crushed the armrest of the high-back chair, and stared at Harold with a particularly terrifying look.

Harold met his gaze without fear, and said in a deep voice, "That's enough, Tiger King, isn't the Tiger Clan getting enough from the grassland?"

Half an hour later, when Hall and Harold walked out of the king's tent, Saladin who had regained his freedom was beside them.The three tauren were not interested in the thriving royal court, so they hurried through the bustling streets to meet up with their clansmen outside the royal court and set off immediately.

This team of tauren warriors walked south for half a day and arrived at a woodland. The cat clan waiting in front of the woodland got up and greeted them.

The faces of this group of cat warriors were all a little gray. The young leopard (jaguar) leader looked ashamed. After searching for Saladin among the tauren crowd, he showed a relieved expression, opened his mouth, and was speechless again. He turned his head aside in embarrassment.

Saladin walked out of the crowd, raised his hand and patted the shoulder of the Leopard youth.

"Saladin said it doesn't matter, but I can't lend you that set of porcelain to commemorate your ancestors. It was snatched by the Tiger Clan." Seeing this, a tauren warrior said for Saladin.

"No, we didn't borrow any porcelain at all... our tribe is sorry for you." The leopard youth couldn't lift his head in embarrassment.

Saladin shook his head, then nodded again.

"Saladin said that he didn't blame you, but he just hoped that your tribe can stabilize as soon as possible." The Tauren warrior who translated the radio wave hesitated, "Well... Saladin hopes that you will not blindly imitate the Tiger Clan... I hope you will not live up to your life A gift from the Goddess."

Theoretically, the Goddess of Earth believed by the Tauren and the Goddess of Life believed by the Dragons are the same, but because of differences in doctrinal details, the two parties are unwilling to admit that the Goddess of the Earth is equal to the Goddess of Life... In order to persuade the cat clan to learn a lesson, Saladin Even his own beliefs were loosened, no wonder the translator's tone of voice was embarrassing.

The young leopard's mouth was half open, and he could only nod with a wry smile.

Patriarch Hall came out, put his big hand on the other shoulder of the Leopard youth, his eyes were piercing.

"The patriarch Hall said... er... we tauren are not willing to interfere in the internal affairs of other tribes, but we can't bear to watch you get lost, so... Patriarch Hall wants to tell you that more than 200 years ago, you came to the grassland The situation at the time."

The translating tauren warrior had a ferocious astonishment on his face, as if he was also shocked by the content of the radio waves sent by Hall.

"...The main target of the Beast Emperor's exile is the Tiger Clan who used to be the royal family, the Cat Clan is the imperial nobles who support the Tiger Royal Clan, and the Snow Wolf Clan is the imperial warriors..."

"After entering the grassland, the vitality of the tiger clan was severely injured, so they mixed with the cat clan..."

"In order to protect the safe evacuation of the Tiger Clan, all the adults of the Snow Wolf Clan and most of the fighters of the Cat Clan stayed behind, and all died on the other side of the York Mountains. The strength of the Cat Clan was severely damaged, and the inheritance of the Snow Wolf Clan was completely cut off... ..."

The leopard youth's eyes widened and he looked at Patriarch Hall in disbelief.

Patriarch Hall nodded heavily.

The tauren warrior licked his lower lip nervously, and said: "The original imperial family wanted to restore their former glory, but...that was already 200 years ago. The sacrifices of the cat clan and snow wolf clan for the tiger clan are enough gone."

The tauren team continued to go south and returned home, leaving only a group of cat clan warriors standing in the same place in a daze.

"Xia... tauren can't lie, right...?" a golden cat warrior asked panickedly.

"I don't know...I, I don't know..." Leopard Youth Xia looked at the direction of the Tiger Clan royal court with empty eyes.

He thought that the development path of the Tiger Clan was correct, and that only the strong could grow the clan, which was the best choice for the clansmen. He even went so far as to personally wound his friend Qingyan and drive him out of the clan—but now, Xia I no longer know what to do to fulfill the responsibility of the patriarch.

"The responsibility of the patriarch is to be the leader. A tribe is a flock of sheep. Wherever the sheep go, they can drink water and eat delicious grass. How to avoid high-risk wild animal hunting areas and how to find shelter from the wind It depends on how the patriarch leads the team and where he leads the team."

"But it is impossible for the patriarch to drive a huge flock of sheep by himself. He needs someone who supports the patriarch to help him. When the patriarch is leading the way, these people must be optimistic about the whole flock. Are there any sheep left behind? Did some sheep run in the wrong direction? Did some sheep walk slowly and couldn’t keep up with the team? These details are invisible to the leader who walks ahead..."

"Qingcao, you said, you were helping to keep an eye on the sheep in the middle of the team, and suddenly a sheep was too lazy to leave, and stopped to rest on the spot, regardless of whether it was getting farther and farther away from the big team, or whether it would be left behind by the group... … At this time, do you think, 'Oh, he's tired, let him continue to rest', or should you hurry over to pull him up and keep up with the main force?"

"Uh..." Qingcao looked away guiltily.

"Look at me! Answer loudly!" Xiao Yun shouted.

"I was wrong!" Qingcao felt wronged.

"What's wrong?" Xiao Yun asked.

"I, I shouldn't think that whoever has a good relationship with me doesn't care if he's being lazy or not, because if he's lazy alone, he's dragging down the progress of the whole team." Qingcao said the more she lowered her head, "And...and lazy alone If he becomes a habit, he will become less and less willing to work hard, and in the end, everyone will dislike him, hate him, and he is the worst for himself..."

"You are quite clear!" Xiao Yun raised his voice, hating that iron cannot be made into steel, "I know the truth, but I just don't want to care about whether I don't want to do it or not. Tell me what the reason is? Huh? The grassroots patriarch raises more earthworms. Don’t you see how much hard work and sweat you have shed? Some people are lazy, saying that they are transporting vermicompost, but they are too lazy to run and throw the vermicompost on the side of the road. Think about it, just caring about you having a good time with others?!"

"Wow - wow -" the snow werewolf who had been hanging his head couldn't help it, and cried loudly, "Ah Yun, why don't you scold me, don't scold Qingcao..."

"Don't cry!" Xiao Yun yelled.

"..." The clansman who was lazy to catch the bag bit his lips, tears streaming down his face.

"It's the patriarch's responsibility to lead the team in the right direction! It's the responsibility of you team leaders to manage the clan well and don't let anyone fall behind!" Xiao Yun poked his finger on Qingcao's chest, "Which is more important, I have a little bit of a ratio in my heart! Have you forgotten the story of the noble young master that was told earlier? The noble young master whose family spoiled him refused to move the cake around his neck to eat, and ended up starving to death. What kind of good result is this? Is it? Can others live a healthy and happy life, and their responsibilities to the entire tribe are not as good as your self-righteous feelings?"

"..." Qingcao had nothing to say, tears streaming down her face.

"...Ah Yun, come and help me see how the quality of these earthworm cocoons is." The grass root patriarch really felt that Xiao Yun had been spraying others for too long, so he made a noise to relieve Qingcao.

"Here we come." Xiao Yun responded, and stared at Qingcao fiercely, "Go, work overtime today to help him make up for his lagging workload. You are not allowed to ask others to help, and you are the only one to go!"

Qingcao hurriedly dragged her little friend away... Is working overtime counted?As long as she doesn't get sprayed, she is willing to stay up late to catch up with work!

Pressing his forehead, he walked to the head of the grass roots, and grass roots casually pointed to the cocoon he had just shoveled out of the vermicompost, a little funny: "I thought you were going to catch lazy people and spray it, but in the end you only have trouble with green grass ah?"

"I don't care if people in my team have problems, it's Qingcao's responsibility. Of course I only ask her. If someone in each team loses the chain, I have to find someone to come and educate me, so how free I am." Xiao Yun squeezed his throat. Spraying people is also a physical job, but if the typical one caught for the first time is not treated severely, there will be endless troubles. Is management just for fun?Whoever thinks this way will be "laid off" as soon as possible!

Grassroots thought about what Ayun said, and found that it made sense... and in this way, on the surface, Ayun is in charge of more than 150 people, but in fact he only needs to keep an eye on Dashui, blue fruit, green grass, feathers, rabbit cats and autumn He, the gray dwarf Baloo, the goblin old Samana and others can control the affairs of the tribe in their hands, which is easier and more efficient than staring at everyone.

"Sure enough, Ayun is the most reliable next patriarch. It's a pity that he is too young, he is only eighteen this year? If he is a few years older, he can be the patriarch." Thinking of Ayun's age, grassroots I feel a little regretful... Although the cubs of the Snow Werewolf are still unable to go into heat when they are 25 years old, their physical development is almost the same as that of adults. Too immature, even if he knows that he is very capable, he still lacks a little persuasiveness.

Xiao Yun called the green grass to the breeding shed area where there are not many people, but there are many people coming and going to spray it. After spraying for more than 20 minutes, Sal, who was a little far away from the breeding area, heard the movement ;After such a time, not to mention the "big river" type of smart people, they gave up the idea of ​​​​occasionally hiding and being lazy, and the few people who led the team tightened their skins—it is embarrassing to be sprayed so one-on-one No good!We also want to save face!

Thanks to the foundation laid last year and the additional airlifted labor force of Balk, the team that went to the seaside this year harvested tens of thousands of catties of salt in just one month, and the brine left in the salt fields was also brought back. Some tofu can also be used to synthesize liquid ammonia in Balck's "Dragon Origin Force Self-propelled Laboratory", so it can't be wasted.

Not long after the salt-drying team came back, the high-intensity rainwater in summer and autumn also fell...

In the rain curtain that was too thick to see ten meters away, a black leopard was trotting upstream along the river against the rain, turning its head from time to time to check the rising water level.

"Last year's snow was not as heavy as the previous year, and this year's rain is indeed a little smaller than last year." Qing Yan silently recalled the water level at this time last year. If he remembered correctly, the water had already flooded the southern river bank.But this year, the sluices of the artificial river for flood discharge in the upper reaches have not been opened, and the river water is still more than half a meter away from overflowing the river bank.

"If it rains for a few more days, the water will still overflow, and the sluice should indeed be opened." Qing Yan knew it in his mind, and he ran faster.

After running for a while, Qingyan jumped down the river and swam to the other side of the sluice, climbed to the top of the sluice, and in the shape of a black panther, he used his big claws that were much more flexible than the snow werewolf to form a trapezoidal sluice gate. Cement bricks were moved to the river bank one by one.

Because of the tonnage gap between the combat form (animal form) and the human form, it is very dangerous to become a human and then move the bricks to serve as the sluice. Last year, the red leaf was rushed more than [-] meters, making it very embarrassing, and the paws of the snow werewolf Not as flexible as Qingyan, so this job was handed over to him... Who told him that he was classified as a "second-level labor force" classified among the snow werewolf cubs.

The fighting form of the black panther is similar to that of the spotted leopard. Its shoulders are thick, and its forelimbs, which can hold down large prey, are strong and strong. In the leopard form, the body weighing more than [-] kilograms (similar to the largest tiger on earth, and two-thirds the size of the snow wolf family) was shaken by the impact.

Climbing to the shore and shaking his head, Qingyan, who felt hungry, released his combat form, opened the package tied to his feet, took out the animal skin shorts and rattan straw sandals, put them on, picked up the dagger with the length of his arm, and walked along the river. go back.

The grassland is not safe, let alone the rampant beasts, the wandering monsters are the most troublesome.Fortunately, the number of monsters is not too large, nor can they be encountered casually. The monsters are more dense in the York Mountains in the east of the grassland.As far as Qingyan knows, there are often adventurers from various races from afar around that mountain range, and I heard that there are even people from other continents...Of course he has never seen what those adventurers look like, but only in the tauren tribe. I met people from other tribes when I was in the autumn wind, and I heard others mention it.

"No matter how terrifying a monster is, it's nothing compared to that green dragon in the tribe." Qingyan, who came out alone, is still very relaxed. If he didn't sign up to dry the salt this year, then he also "rided" the dragon clan people...

The whole journey was calm, except for the heavy rain and hunger, Qingyan returned to the tribe and ran towards the kitchen immediately... Now the tribe has plenty of food, unlike before, only a certain amount of food can be obtained at a fixed time .

Before he got to the kitchen, he saw a little face drenched in the rain, frightened and rushing towards him.

"Qingyan, Qiuqiu is gone!" The cub of the rabbit cat nervously grabbed Qingyan's hand.

"Qiu? What happened to Qiu?" Qingyan was taken aback.

"Qiuqiu went to the east, to pick fruit at the quarry, but he never came back!"

Qingyan quickly picked up the cub: "Did you tell others, Ayun?"

"I can't find Ayun..." the cub pursed his mouth.

"Ah Yun is busy. It's normal to not find it. It's okay. I'll ask someone to take me to the quarry to find Qiu. You go back to the house and wait first. Don't worry."

"Autumn is gone?" In the sweet potato field, the green grass that was being cultivated and drained by people heard about this, and immediately called two people to throw away their hoes and run towards the quarry.

The line of sight was blocked by the heavy rain, and the four of them ran to the quarry and could only see the vague outline of the low mountain. They had no choice but to call Qiu's name while looking around the low mountain.

"I'm here!"

Hearing the sound, the four hurriedly followed the sound, bypassing the ridge of the short mountain, Qingyan was stunned for a moment.

Qiu stood on the north side of the dwarf mountain, where a few wild fruit trees grew sparsely, and was facing several people at a distance of several meters;

One of them turned to look at them, that familiar face made Qingyan's complexion change suddenly: "——It's you!"

The author has something to say: the grassland in this article is a grassland in a cold temperate zone, so there will be no lions and hyenas... In addition, lions are really no better than tigers that generally live in higher-dimensional areas in terms of tonnage and individual combat effectiveness. The king of beasts is not Screaming.

Also, the largest wolf on earth has a considerable tonnage... a human being is about as tall as an adult man, very strong.