Wolf King

When more than half of the grasslands entered the midsummer, the tyrannical snow mountain cold current had just left from the northern part of the grassland under the Samal snow mountain.

The average daily temperature that rises to ten degrees makes this frozen ground covered by snow for more than half a year emerges from the green surface vegetation. The physique Centaur warrior steps across the green area, looking back and raising the beast The long bow tied by the spine and the tough vine skin, the dull string sounded, and a big bird hiding between the tree crowns fell.

The Centaur warrior stepped forward to pick up the prey, retrieve the feather arrows, and just tied the prey to the horse, and heard a clear howling from south to north.

The Centaur warrior looked up and saw the Snow Elf's Snowbird, turned away immediately, and soon disappeared among the rugged rocks.

A moment later, a group of Snow Elf warriors came in the direction of the Snow Bird. The sergeant was a beautiful and cold female elf. Her helmet was tied around her waist and there was a thin layer of sweat on her forehead. Looking over the towering snowy mountains, raising his hand and fanning down the wind, he sighed, "It's finally home."

"Yeah, it's terrible to stay in the Cursed Land at this time."

"It's still cooler around the snowy mountains, and the first half of the month was uncomfortable for me."

First Class Yallin took out the kettle and drank it, and handed it to his companion: "Sergeant, are we the last to withdraw?"

"Yes, the other legions were already cleaned up last month." Sergeant Selena raised her hand and brushed back her forehead, exhaling lightly. "My family does not adapt to the climate outside the snow mountain. Just rely on the forest elves to monitor the tiger tribe."

"The forest elves always feel that something is wrong..." Yallin frowned. "This time it was Stephens' soldiers who entered the court this year, replacing the forces of Ananas last year. How do you feel... Her Majesty the Queen?" Are you worried about Ananas?"

"Then it's not a problem that requires us to worry about." Sergeant Selena didn't care about this. "Resting in situ, I'm going to go back to the snow mountain today."

"Yes, Sergeant."

Centaur warriors trot all the way around the snow elves to ensure that their whereabouts will not be followed by anyone, then turn around in the grass and gallop towards the tribe.

The summer in the northern part of the grassland is short, and the land is frozen for at least seven or eight months in a year. In this barren area, there are no large groups of cattle and sheep, and no large tribes can be seen. .

The centaur warrior returned to the tribe hiding in a large pine forest, and just saw the outer wall of the tribe that was built up with stones and branches. Two cat clan extended their heads from behind the wall.

"Come back, Xaar!"

Xaar waved his hand, and the two cat clan drew their heads back. After a while, the door blocked with a wooden board opened from the inside.

Xaar ran into the door briskly, and the two cat-cats who ran to the door ran off the back of his horse. One of them lacked a palm and the other left leg was shorter than the right leg, but The action was still very neat, and he was talking about his prey while saying: "Today, the goblin dug a lot of edible stems in the south of the pine forest. The gray dwarf digs into a nest of rabbits. By the way, Ayi just dragged a bear back! "

"Ayi?" Purcell unexpectedly, "Can his right hand move?"

"No, but the big bear was also defeated with only his left hand and teeth. The Snow Wolf warriors are very powerful." The two cat clan smiled happily.

"I'll see him." Xaar handed the longbow to the cats for maintenance, and walked to the tent made of wood and wool felt in the tribe.

Snow Werewolf Ayi’s right shoulder was broken, and his entire arm fell softly on his side. When Xel lowered his head in, he saw that he was peeling the bear skin with his left claws and teeth, his face, chest and hands. Make a **** piece.

"Don't be too reluctant, let the cat family come." Xaar stepped forward and looked at Ayi's shoulder, disagreeing with the tunnel. "Aren't you going to save your fellow race, then you should raise your body." Correct."

A Yi shook his head silently, and continued to peel.

Xaar stood for a while, and saw that the snow werewolf still had no intention of communicating, so he lifted the curtain and went out. This tribe is nothing more than a small tribe with lingering panting, and it's just a matter of living together. The traumatic experience of physical disability and pain that can destroy people's hearts can be seen everywhere. Xel does not have so much sympathy to pay special attention to someone.

"Sail, pacman."

In the tent next door, the old gray dwarf guarding the fire passed the pottery bowl, his legs disappeared below the knees, and most of his face was scalded with hot metal and blinded.

"Is the bean seed enough this year?" Xaar's horse knelt and knelt down among the dry grass, and began to chew boiled beans with a touch of salt.

"Enough. Last year, you took only two bags of beans from the Tauren." The old gray dwarf, with most of his facial muscles necrotic, seemed to want to squeeze out his smile, and the rotten meat around his lips was a bit untidy.

Xaar nodded and stopped speaking.

He ate up the bowl of salt water boiled beans only for people who could hunt, and people who went out to collect food came back one after another.

Five Centaurs, a Snow Wolf tribe, more than ten small cat tribes, more than ten gray dwarves and twenty goblins are all members of this survivor tribe.

Centaurs are all soldiers, and some can bring back their prey. Gnomes are good at collecting. Cats and gray dwarves can cooperate to hunt some small animals. When they are lucky, they can catch big pieces like roe, deer, and roe deer. The summer when the snow elves despise is the happy time for the little tribe that put together to eat a full stomach.

More than forty people are sitting in the open space of the tribe to share food. Cats and gray dwarves with severe disabilities are responsible for cooking. People with complete bodies or those with hunting ability barely have salt in the food. It is not so lucky for others to feed, and there is no taste in the mouth.

"Ayi." A cheetah with a scarred scar on his cheek and palms on both hands with only the thumbs left toward the only snow wolf. "Just now we smelled the smell left by the snow wolf in the mudflat in the south. You want Don’t check it out?”

Bu Yi chewing meat suddenly raised his head.

"The smell is very light, it seems that it has been there for some time." Cheetah added again.

A, one or two, he stuffed the food into his mouth, rubbed it, and stood up, looking anxiously at the cheetah.

Cheetah drank the salty soup in one bite and wiped his mouth to get up: "I will take you."

"I'm going with you." Xaar moved and followed him.

In the past, the Tigers, who only started against Centaurs, Cats, and foreign races, started to attack the Snow Wolf. When Xel and his fellow Centaurs picked up the Snow Wolf, Yi Yi, he felt that the grassland was going to him. Knowing the direction change, under such a hunch, Xell, who was not very willing to contact the Snow Wolf, also took the initiative.

The three set off immediately and ran to the tidal flat more than ten kilometers south of the pine forest-this area is a must pass by another big river on the grassland, the Bray River. Every year, the rising river in summer and autumn floods large areas on both banks, leaving dozens of stretches Kilometers of long tidal flats.

When the climate warms, migratory birds from the south, such as wild geese, red-crowned cranes, swans, and other birds flock to communities, mate and lay eggs, lively and magnificent.

Naturally, the aborigines will not be shocked by the magnificence that they are accustomed to. When the three of them ran to the tidal flat, they only felt that the birds were too noisy and the smell of bird droppings was too big. Traces left when passing by.

"It's my sibling, indeed my sibling..." Ah Yi sniffed on a drier highland for a while, suddenly jumped up excitedly, turned into a wolf, and his three legs limped forward. The direction he identified chased away.

"Come on to my back." Xel let the cheetah with two forehands missing his forelegs sit on his horse, immediately behind the lame giant white wolf.

This chase was most of the day, running along the winding Bray River from west to east and running out for more than a hundred miles. The gasping Ayi and Xail finally saw the crowd stopped and camped ahead.

"Aooo--!!!"

A Yiyang sky howl, a large drop of tears slipped from his eyes.

Before long, the two Snow Wolf warriors ran in the direction they were.

In the early morning of the next day, more than 20 Snow Wolf clan fighters entered the pine forest. When the rudimentary door was removed, and the curious people appeared in front of Hongye and others, the tragic survival of the survivor tribe made everyone silent.

The goblin is still worth it. The Tigers don’t need this dirty and weak slave. They can still struggle to survive as long as they don’t die under the mouth of the beast Warcraft. Although there are also disabilities, they are at least within the acceptable range. And the gray dwarf... all the disabled are not spared.

Snow Leopard rosemary glanced in shock at more than ten small cats with either missing arms or broken legs. They looked down at the lynx that came close to him, and their eyes fell to the other side of the left shoulder where the other party was cut off and missing a piece. Can't help but hold people in his arms-the Snow Leopard family and the Lynx family are naturally close. Even if Rosemary doesn't know each other, this close proximity of blood will not make them feel rusty.

"How could this be?!" Hongye saw the old gray dwarf with empty legs under his knees, and large facial muscles and skin that had been scalded. It was shocked and angry, and his face was extremely ugly.

"It's all the crippled slaves abandoned by the Tigers. They were thrown out and died on their own. We picked them up." Purcell said lightly.

The part he didn't say is that the cat clan and the gray dwarf can be thrown out at least alive, but the centaur can only escape from death... Over the years, he and the clan took the risk of wandering around the tiger tribe, half of them None of the tribes were found.

Hongye counted a centaur with only five people, including Xaar. His lips squirmed, and there was no sound.

"Will the Snow Wolf tribe take them all away?" Xaar looked at Hongye.

Hongye nodded and looked at Xaar's eyes: "People who are willing to follow us, no matter which race Snow Wolf is willing to accept. You also follow us."

"No." Xel shook his head. "Our tribe is still in the Tiger tribe. We have to wait for them."

"Will one day be able to retrieve their bodies?" Hongye bluntly.

Xaar was irritated and his eyes narrowed.

"I heard that the centaur is a war-fighting race. Apart from you, there should be people who have avoided the tigers' arrest and hid elsewhere." Hongye looked up at Xaar's eyes, "like this scattered everywhere, I can only look forward to the day when I can find the dead bodies of the fallen tribes, so why not try again and find all the tribes that are still alive?

"It is true that the Centaurs had not been the opponents of the Tigers before being arrested and enslaved as much as they are now. Even if all the surviving Liberal people were gathered together, they could not be rescued from the Tigers." Saier made a noise, and Hongye continued, "If you can't rely on the Centaur, then add others, plus our Snow Wolf tribe, plus cat tribe, plus gray dwarf, plus goblin, everyone is united. Get up and work together?"

"Don't talk too much, how can this be done! Even if it can be done, can the Tigers be dealt with?" Xail said angrily.

His voice rose suddenly, and it surprised all the survivors who were receiving food from the Snow Werewolves.

"Because you can't do it, you are afraid to do it?" Hongye smiled frivolously, as if Xel said something funny and stupid, "I thought the centaur was really brave and good. I was so scared that I didn’t dare to try to imagine a counterattack."

"Who said we were scared!" Xaar was so angry he couldn't do it on the spot.

"Since you are not afraid, imagine that. Imagine that you can become stronger again. One day, you will be able to rescue your fallen clan and avenge those who died tragically. Just imagine, it is not difficult." Hongye said calmly, " Our Snow Wolf tribe is now imagining to see this day, so we are trying our best to gather the tribe and gather anyone who is willing to unite with us, even if we now know that we are not opponents of the Tiger tribe, but look forward to, in ability It can always be done by working hard in the direction of the range."

"Xaar..." Xaar's siblings had apparently been persuaded by Hongye, and screamed in contempt.

Purcell clenched his fists, glared at the red leaves in annoyance, his lips moved, and after all he did not make a sound-picking up the survivors, hiding in the northern part of the deserted grassland, struggling to survive, this is the only Purcell can choose in desperation Way of life. But could he really be reconciled, and reconciliation, like now, can only torment and wait for the clan to die slowly?

The survivors ate a meal of snow wolf warriors, and after blessing their centaur compromise, they packed up their pitiful travel gifts and followed the snow wolf family out of the pine forest.

The large forces of the Snow Wolf tribe still have to continue to go deep into the middle of the grassland, unable to withdraw their hands to send them away first, and they will continue to follow the Snow Wolf tribe. There are more than fifty fighters with the team, most of them are Snow Wolf fighters, unless a large tiger tribe is nested to intercept them, they do not need to worry about security issues.

The vermicelli just put in the boiling soup pot is quickly softened and cooked into a soft translucent substance. Use a colander to scoop up the vermicelli to fill the bowl. Add seasoning and large pieces of steamed meat. A powder bowl with a fragrance that is difficult to describe in words reached before the survivors, and the goblins squeezed into a huddle shyly, staring at the Snow Wolf warriors who gave them food in fear, and hesitated before reaching out Dirty hands.

The gray dwarves, who performed only a little better than the goblins, were also squeezed into a pile, each holding a bowl of noodles and biting the vermicelli.

Xiaohua brought over a large bowl of powder and placed it on the wooden pier in front of Ah Yi. Only one hand, Ah Yi licked his lower lip, grabbing the fork impatiently, burying his head in the bowl and pulling along the bowl.

The grassroot patriarch sat on the side of Ayi, grabbed Ayi's softly dangling right arm, and lightly pressed it from top to bottom with his fingers, his eyebrows twisted into a knot.

"Can he still heal his arm?" Hongye and Yu sat across from each other and asked with concern.

The grassroot patriarch shook his head and put A Yi's arm back: "The bones of the arm are completely broken, the muscles are atrophy, and they are unaware of the shoulder position... This hand is completely abandoned."

Hongye and Yu sighed heavily, and the little flower who had just sat down shook his head unbearably.

"It's okay, I'm used to it." A Yi finished pulling the vermicelli, lifted the bowl and drunk the soup base cleanly, licked the bowl before putting it down, and straightened up to look at the compatriots sitting in a circle. Smile, "I can fight with only one hand, I'm not afraid."

The dozen or so soldiers around the campfire were a little sad, and the grassroot patriarch reached out and patted Ayi on the back: "Good boy... do you remember where your clan was captured?"

Ah nodded, the newly recovered smile disappeared from his face, gritted his teeth and said: "I remember, I will remember forever in my life, our tribe originally lived in the mangrove highlands by the Bray River, and I counted more than sixty people- —”

Fourteen years ago, the beast emperor borrowed troops from the grassland, and the tiger tribe confiscated more than 20 snow wolf tribes in the middle of the grassland. A total of 60 snow wolf elite warriors were recruited. Ayi's tribe is also one of the enlisted tribes. .

When the three elite warriors did not go back, the head of the Ayi tribe noticed the crisis. Soon after the war, the entire tribe moved to the mangrove highlands on the upper Brei River to avoid the disputes caused by a series of pastures. .

An An steadily lived in the mangrove highland for a few years. The old patriarch passed away in winter. The new patriarch was relatively young and inexperienced. He was blinded by peaceful life. He didn’t notice the grassy occasions of the Tigers and gradually moved. It spread to the mangrove highlands; it was not until last year that the warriors in the tribe went to the cat tribe to buy salt and cloth. The new patriarch discovered that the cat tribe closest to the mangrove forest had been controlled by the tiger tribe.

By this time, the new patriarch had no experience and knew that something was wrong. He quickly called the tribes to prepare for the migration, but because of the accumulation of forage in the autumn, the time was delayed. One night in late autumn, a hundred tiger warriors attacked the tribe of Ayi. The two elite warriors who survived were killed in the night battle, and more than half of the soldiers were killed and injured. The tribesmen were all captured and quickly transported to the east of the grassland.

A Yi is also a soldier. During the night battle, he was beaten with his right arm, severely injured in a coma, and he was **** and thrown on the flatbed truck with the fallen people. After a few days and nights in a groggy state, when Ah Yi was awakened from hunger, he and his family were found transported to an unfamiliar territory, locked in a place where the wall was particularly thick and the sky was not visible.

All the clan people were dying of hunger, and Ayi also lost the strength to resist. And at this moment, somehow the tiger warriors who watched them were taken away for the most part. They were also detained at the same place as the slave-called Centaurs, and several Centaurs rushed in to release the Snow Wolf. Clan, hacked and killed by a tiger who chased in; Ayi and another Snow Wolf clan warrior escaped in the chaos, but they were too hungry, the warrior fell to the ground after a short run, only younger Ah Yi stumbled back from the east, fell unconscious and fell in the snow, and was taken back to the survivor tribe by the centaur.

A Yi's story heard Hongye and others dizzying. He thumped his fist heavily on the ground. The little flower gritted his teeth, and A Tian couldn't bear to look away.

"The eastern part of the grassland has been controlled by the Tigers?" The grassroot clan head was startled.

"I heard Xaar said that there is no way to pass in the east... Originally there were only Centaurs, now... Centaurs have almost no tribes to save." A Yi lowered his tone, he knew it very well, just It is not easy for people with such ideas to save the Hui people.

The grassroot patriarch was silent for a moment, exhaled for a long time, and looked seriously at everyone: "We are going to speed up, contact the tribes in the central area as soon as possible, and those who can follow us should persuade, if not, we must try our best. Persuading them to watch out for help from other tribes, and not to live alone in a remote place-since the Tigers caught our Snow Wolf people who were transported to the east overnight, it shows that they do not want to completely turn our snow Wolf family in the short term, But this peaceful time... is probably not going to last for several years."

Everyone nodded together, their expressions dignified.

The grassroot patriarch looked at the cat warriors again and apologized: "As for the cat clan, we still have to avoid it as much as possible...because we don't know which cat tribes have been controlled by the tiger clan and cannot reveal their whereabouts."

Rosemary was in a low mood. He vaguely knew that the Tigers didn’t take the Cats seriously, but after all, they lived in the west of the grasslands all year round, and their cognition was not profound. At this moment, they know that the Cats, Centaurs, and Gray Dwarves are nothing. The difference made him a little hesitant. He didn't listen to what the grassroot patriarch said.

Fish bones also have similar emotions, but he has always disagreed with the view that "the future of the cat family is on par with the tiger family", which is not as uncomfortable as rosemary; Wen Yan raised his head, and it was a bit difficult: "We can understand, grassroots Patriarch, you can’t do anything beyond your ability when you don’t have enough ability, which will make your goal never reach. The situation cat cats are facing today... It’s not just people like us who can influence it."

The cat tribes in the western part of the grassland are not clear about the distance from the tiger tribe, let alone the tribes in the middle? If you are shouting whatever you want to save someone, you are just dragging yourself into the pit. Although the fish bone is uncomfortable, what he can do and can't do is clear in his own heart.

The grass-root patriarch sighed again and looked up to everyone: "Then, our next trip will have to bypass the mangrove highlands..."

The booked route was a detour from the north into the middle of the grassland, and it was natural to revise the route after finding that the pasture along the Bray River was not safe. The original safest route should be from the south. The water network in the southern part of the grassland is dense, the swamps are extensive, and the area is extensive. It is not suitable for large teams.

Everyone worked together to make ideas, usually on this occasion, always choose the key moment to highlight the presence of the spotted leopard summer at this time, but strangely said nothing.

In other words... Xia can still sit rationally and calmly at this moment, it is already his deep palace.

The future of the cat clan is in the tiger clan, and Xia was a staunch supporter of this concept before being advised by the tauren. Later, there was an irreconcilable disagreement within the tribe. Xia also chose to go to the Snow Wolf tribe, which he thought was easy to fool at the time, out of selfish reluctance to rely on the Tiger tribe.

I saw the disabled cat clan that was discarded like waste by the tiger clan, and heard that the central cat clan was enslaved by the tiger clan. The cold sweat behind Xia never stopped-if he was the difference between the first thought, then don’t keep it As the patriarch’s last decent, he tried his best to seek the right to speak in the group, and he might have become one of the slaves of the Tigers, and I don’t know where in the pastures he was numbly doing worthless labor. live.