Wolf King

The sky is like a sky, and the four fields are boundless.

In the autumn grassland, thousands of miles of green fields are gradually dyed with golden color, and when the strong wind blows, the endless green and yellow waves will tumble unscrupulously. Although not as beautiful and pure as the snow and ice world on the snowy mountains, it also has a rough style.

A group of snow elf warriors ascended the dwarf mountain whose vegetation has been replaced by golden color. The female elf warriors headed up the south **** and looked at the south, suddenly surprised.

"That's... Centaur?"

"Huh?" Yallin, the first-class soldier, said a few steps forward and put a pergola to block the glare that was no longer hot in autumn, and looked in the direction of his companion.

The elves have excellent eyesight. Two thousand meters away, the tall Centaur warriors slowly pacing in the rolling grass waves can also see quite clearly.

"It's really a centaur!" Yallin was startled.

"Look carefully. There is a flock farther away. The centaur is grazing." Selena, who mentioned the rank of the second lieutenant, frowned and pointed further.

"Really!"

"Wow, it's strange!"

Several Snow Elf warriors yelled in surprise, but no one was tired.

"Wait...look at that!" Gilbert, the best-seen soldier suddenly shouted in the other direction.

Selena and others looked in the direction of his finger. Because they were too far apart, the grass waves that rolled with the monsoon obstructed their vision. After watching it for a long time, everyone could see clearly... It seemed to be a group of people, a group of snow wolves. , With a few centaurs in between, were scattered and resting in front of a woodland.

"Snow werewolf? Centaur?" Selena questioned, "When did the two races come together?"

Everyone looked at each other, and no one gave the answer.

"They seem to be migrating, and there seem to be people in the woods," Gilbert said.

"Migrate at this time?" Some soldiers said in surprise.

"Lieutenant, do you want to check it out?" Yallin asked.

Selena thought about it and shook her head: "No... no, we must not intervene too much in the cursed land."

"Eh--" Gilbert, who had just been promoted to the rank of senior, obviously did not agree. "Lieutenant, is this really reasonable? The cursed land is almost chaotic, but we still have to abide by the covenant, which is neither good nor bad?"

"The regulations are the regulations. As the royal army of the king, we have the necessity of strictly guarding the covenant." Selena said, "Anyway, I agreed that the imperial relics entered the cursed place is my king, the beast emperor, the forest elf queen With the permission of the dwarf king, we should not interfere in the things on the grassland before anyone touches the taboo of the cursed land."

What else Gilbert wanted to say, Yallin reached out slightly to stop him and gave him a soothing look.

The snow elf warriors scattered to rest, and Yallin checked the supplies in his rucksack, took the water bag, and walked to Selena sitting on the stone.

"You feel dissatisfied, right, Yallin." Before the subordinates spoke, Selena chuckled softly.

Yallin spread his hands and sat down next to Selena: "I just don't quite understand that everyone knows the Tigers are going to move, so why not stop the Tigers before they cause more harm?"

Selena said: "More than forty years...It's almost fifty years, you should still be in the new camp at that time, Yallin."

"Yes, I was transferred to the Imperial Army twenty years ago."

Selena nodded: "I was in the king's guard at that time. When the Queen's messenger came, it happened to be during my duty, so I heard something."

"What is it?" Yallin's curiosity was suddenly raised.

"The tiger king at that time wanted to build a kingdom in the cursed land." Selena said lightly. "He contacted the tauren to ask for cooperation. The tauren refused, and the angry king became ready to attack the tauren tribe."

"This?!" Yallin was startled. "How can this work!"

"Of course it doesn't work. The tauren are the oldest aborigines in the Cursed Land. When the empire relics entered the grassland, they also obtained their recognition. Both my king and the queen were witnesses. If the tigers turned against the tauren and our elves ignored them. Isn’t it a big joke? So when the Queen’s messenger made a suggestion to suppress the Tiger clan, my king did not object to it..." Selena sighed, "The suggestion is that my clan and the forest elf intercepted and annihilated. The elite tiger clan, the dark elf mother destroys the tiger clan veins, the dwarf king suspends all trade with the cursed land-did not let the beast emperor take action, so as not to cause greater damage, but this is enough to make the tiger clan down. As a result, the strength accumulated in the past 150 years will be lost overnight, and no unified grassland is possible."

Selena turned to look at the shocked Yallin and smiled: "Do you think this is the right way, Yallin."

"Uh..." Yallin had a hard time describing his feelings.

"It's not right or wrong to get rid of the seemingly awe-inspiring rhetoric." Selena raised her head to look at the sky and narrowed her eyes. "The tigers are the last beast emperor's survivors, and the Far East has new ones. Beast Emperor, who would like to see one more demi-god powerhouse on the mainland... even if there is only such a possibility. Since the Tigers have already lost, they will lose forever."

"But our king didn't think so." Selena's words turned round, her eyes full of admiration, and she smiled unconsciously. "On the one hand, he hated the shortsightedness of the Tigers, on the other hand, he was indeed I hope that the empire remnants can stand up again in the cursed land. So this time, my king will not agree to intervene in advance. He wants to see if the tigers have the skills of the demigods."

Yallin looked weird, and hesitated before saying: "This... as we saw in the Tiger King's Court last year, I think..."

"Do you think the Tigers will disappoint my king again?"

Yallin nodded quickly.

"It's not disappointing." Selena spread her hands. "What my king expected was just a possibility, not how much he valued the tigers-the last time I was lucky enough to see my king, he was very concerned about the snow. The wolf tribe is also somewhat interested. If the snow wolf tribe shows a greater possibility than the tiger tribe, then our king will naturally turn his attention to the snow wolf tribe."

Yallin frowned. He always had an answer that did not meet his expectations. After hesitating again and again, he chose to ask: "But before reaching a conclusion, the destruction of the grasslands by the Tigers has already caused it. East The Centaurs and the cats in the middle are not already—"

Selena interrupted him funny: "What are you thinking, Yallin, do you think our Snow Elves must be responsible for all the ethnic groups? Then you are too arrogant."

"Ah..." Yallin reacted, his face flushed suddenly, and he shook his head quickly. "I don't have such an arrogant idea, just..."

Selena did not continue to tease him and smiled and shook her head: "All the tribes in the Cursed Land are not vassals of our Snow Elves. They have the right to live their lives according to their ideas. If we interfere with our own strength, Never help."

"All races want to have their own world, they must stand up with their feet."

"Our elven clan's surveillance on the grassland is just to put appropriate pressure on the tiger clan so that they will not be too unscrupulous."

This group of snow elf warriors took a short break and then set off again towards the tiger court.

When the transport team that passed by them relocated, some people raised their heads and sniffed as the wind changed.

"Weird... Why does it seem to smell the Snow Elf? Is it still familiar?" A Yan raised his hand and touched his head, looking suspiciously to the north.

"Changed Ayan, I'll patrol, you go to eat." Hongye came from the rest of the woods, beckoning from afar.

"Come here!" As soon as he heard that he could eat, A Yan ran back excitedly.

There was a clear stream in the woods, and the large army was scattered on both sides of the stream to rest. A Yan ran to the place where the food was cooked. The leopard fish bone saw him straight up and beckoned: "Here, A Yan!"

"What's so delicious?" A Yan ran over with his tongue out.

"There are fish, fried pieces of crispy fish with beef, and bones can also be eaten." Fishbone took a plate and filled a large plate from the big pot to A Yan.

"Eh... is there no more vermicelli?" A Yan eyes blankly.

"The vermicelli was left for the cubs, and today the soldiers did not eat vermicelli." The fish bone waved to catch people.

"...I was a cub a few years ago..." A Yan grunted.

Fishbone amused him: "If you are willing to admit that you are a cub now, then I will tell the grassroot patriarch to let you divide the noodles."

The disabled cats who ate the fish next to them couldn't help but laugh. A Yan blushed and ran away with a saucer.

"He ran out of his fish soup and lost his share. Let's split his fish soup." The fish bone also smiled and picked up the spoon to scoop out the fish soup from the adjacent soup pot and distribute it to the disabled cats sitting around. .

Several fish cat warriors came out with the transport team. They were originally preparing to deal with the cat tribe in the middle, but they did not expect the environment in the middle to be so sinister, so that they had no use for a while...but now they are not. Not idle, they can also take care of cats and gray dwarves with severe disabilities in the team.

On the other side of the creek, fish bones distribute soup to the cats. On the other side, Rosemary is frowning to examine the knees of the old gray dwarf.

"Already used medicine, how can it still ulcerate and pus? Rosemary, is there any other way?" The grassroot patriarch sat next to her, who was a little caressed by the caregiver, and could not help scratching her ears.

Rosemary wiped the pus from the old wound of the old gray dwarf with a clean white cotton cloth that was cooked, sprinkled with a layer of powder and wrapped it up, and then put the old gray dwarf on his head and poured him some alchemy potion. Finally wiped the sweat, and the head of the grassroots patriarch shook his head: "His wounds already have abscesses. Hearing Saier said that it has been intermittently good and bad. Now this situation...I don’t know what to do, maybe because His age is relatively old, and his wounds did not recover as well as others when he was injured... I can only see if he can carry it through."

The grassroot patriarch's eyebrows were almost knotted: "Tim's medicine works very well. Why doesn't it work for him? After Ai's arm was cut off, his wounds recovered."

The whole right arm of the snow wolf warrior Ayi was necrotic. It became more and more serious after the return of the large army, and even affected his body. Under the circumstances, he could only be excised and "surgery"...... The right arm was cut off from the armpit. After the necrotic right arm was removed, A Yi's body gradually recovered, and now he can walk on his own.

Rosemary can only smile bitterly... The physique of the Snow Wolf is the same as the monster. Where can the old gray dwarf compare?

I can't say this directly. Rosemary can only be euphemistic: "The medicine has already been taken, and we will pay attention to take care of it when we rush to the road. As long as we can get back to the tribe, Ayun can definitely cure him. "

Over the next few days, the Snow Wolf clan warriors took turns to lead the old gray dwarf. The long gray comatose old gray dwarf could no longer sit on the wolf's back.

But it was so careful along the way, that the old gray dwarf failed to wake up again after another fever and coma... he was too old, and he did not receive better care when his legs were injured, and he could support two more years of life. All rely on the gray dwarves more powerful than the cats.

Touching the old gray dwarf gradually getting cold, how to hold the body that was not warm, the grass-root patriarch stretched his face, tears fell down.

These days, I tried my best to save Rosemary who was rescued by the old gray dwarf. I was so embarrassed that I couldn't move.

"Alas..." Hongye sighed and walked away silently, digging a hole with his claws, and buried the old gray dwarf in it.

The death of the old gray dwarf seems to be an unknown signal. Over the next month, as the weather became colder and colder at night, two gray dwarves and five cat families fell on the road... …Some of them are inexplicably feverish and fever-like, like old gray dwarves. The old wounds that had been cured worsened and fell into a coma from time to time. Some of them woke up after sleeping at night, and the bodies were stiff at dawn.

This speed of death has terrified the people in the team. The grassroot patriarchs no longer dare to let these disabled cats and gray dwarfs sleep in their own tents. All the powerful snow werewolves will sleep with them and use their body temperature. Keep them warm.

On the other side, the snow elf warrior who has been on the road lightly has already entered the depths of the grassland, and the tiger court ruled the area.

The Snow Elves in line with the principle of non-interference do not come into contact with any tribe, but the more they follow the Bray River coast to the middle, the more puzzled the Snow Elves are. Seeing the snow wolf family or cat family grazing from afar, and this year they walked all the way, they saw significantly fewer people than in previous years.

"second lieutenant……"

One day away from the Tiger King's Court, he chose a plot to camp for the night, and after casually coping with dinner, Yallin went to Selena again.

"No need to say, I know the situation is wrong." Selena sat in the tent and looked at the map, beckoning Yarlin to sit down, "Swamp, I remember there are cat tribes in the east and north... ...Did they migrate too?"

Not long after she left the snow mountain, she saw the migration of the Snow Wolf tribes far away, and found that after missing many Snow Wolf tribes, Selena did not go too far. But even a few cat tribes are missing, which is a bit strange.

It is impossible for the cats in the middle to migrate with the snow wolves? How can this be justified!

Yallin stopped talking.

"What do you want to say, Yallin?" Selena looked up.

Yallin was straight and honest: "We and the forest elves have limited supervision of the cursed land. If the Tigers wantonly shoot in places we can't see, they don't attack the Tauren tribe, but they wipe out all other tribes. , Then are we still not interfering?"

"Not to that extent." Selena frowned.

"That means we have to wait until they exhaust my king's tolerance?" Yallin dissatisfied.

"Don't be excited, Yallin." Selena sighed. "My king will not interfere with other tribes with his own preferences, or presume to decide the fate of other tribes. Don't you trust my king?"

"...I was impulsive." Yallin froze for a moment, a little annoyed that he was speechless.

"Permitting the remnants of the empire to retreat into the grasslands is a blessing to them. If not, the Beast Emperor will not let go of these relics. But it is only my king who has such a measure, Her Majesty the Queen, the Dwarf King, and the Dark Elf Mother, they It’s just a pleasure to give the new Beast Emperor a little bit of Mawei.” Selena looked proud and decisively. “If the Tigers challenge my king’s tolerance line, they are looking for their own way.”

Yallin was refreshed: "Lieutenant, do you know what?"

Selena smiled slightly and didn't answer positively: "Any ethnic group has the right to choose their own path. This is my Wang's consistent adherence. Which way to go depends on how the Tigers choose."

More than a hundred kilometers away, the Tiger King's court, uninvited guests sat in the king's tent, confronting the King Tiger with a bad look.

The Tauren Patriarch Harold rushed to the crown, staring fiercely at the host.

"I don't understand what you're talking about, Harold." The Tiger King spread his hands lazily. "We attacked the unrelated cat tribe? Harold, do you tauren think our tiger warriors are idle enough to do nothing? ?"

"Humph!" Harold's nose was breathing out, and a pair of bull's eyes stared even more fiercely.

"It is normal to have friction in the grass field. When the cat clan took the snow wolf's pasture, why didn't you see the tauren speak out for the snow wolf clan?" Tiger King sneered, "Still, The tauren who pride themselves on following the principles of nature have a prejudice against our tigers, but the tigers can’t do what the cats can do?"

Harold's murderous face suddenly felt suffocated, but he still stared at the King Tiger unwillingly.

"You said that the cat clan only forced the snow wolf clan away, but our tiger clan fiercely captured the cat clan back as slaves?" The tiger king laughed, "The snow wolf clan that lost the grassland will lose its population during the migration process. There will be a large number of dead people, and we have captured the cat clan as slaves, but we feed them well. You might as well admit that you are biased against our tiger clan, Chief Harold, anyway, this kind of thing our tiger clan is used to... It’s ridiculous. I’m curious why you don’t blame the elven clan for enslaving the vassal race. Their history of using the vassal race is much longer than our tiger race!”

The Harold patriarch retreated in a daze and left angrily. King Tiger stared at his back, humming coldly.

The Tiger King knew that these seemingly stupid cow heads were actually very savvy. When his grandfather was forced to lead the clan into the grasslands, these cow heads sold a lot of favors to the powerful people of the Northern Continent by their aboriginal status. His father did not see this clearly, and as a result suffered a big loss, even he died in the accident at that time.

The same loss King Tiger will not eat for the second time. Two years ago, this group of cow brains stepped on the face with hooves, and the Tiger King endured it. This time, of course, he can continue to endure.

The tiger king sitting alone in the king's tent, his face calm as if nothing had happened.

"This group of cow brains have come to the door. Has the movement of these two years been too large..." The king tapped on the armrest and the tiger king whispered to himself, "grain grass, slaves, warriors...not enough. , More is needed..."

"--More."

The tiger king squinted his eyes, and the golden erect pupil glanced in its glimmer.

The tiger elite warrior group is almost completely destroyed, the ore veins are destroyed, the transaction is cut off, and the father is dead. This series of painful experiences let the tiger king know that his ethnic group seems to be blessed by the powerful people of the northern continent. In fact, it is already in the eyes of others Dry bones in the tomb.

Those top-ranking strongmen want the tigers who are stubborn and want to survive. They want the tigers to survive and become a thorn in the heart of the beast emperor. If the tigers cannot see their situation clearly, they want to be strong and want to flourish. The second looks like the strong men of the asylum change face in the next second.

And this positioning...how could the Tiger King be reconciled!

His ancestors were also the top powerhouses on the mainland!

His ethnic group was once a powerful race on the mainland like the elves, so that no one would dare to underestimate!

The Tigers should never be a sullen race with cows and sheep dung all day long shrunken in the backcountry of the cursed land!

The strong did not allow the tigers to be strong on the grassland, then the tiger king made a gesture of eager to return to the Far East, he bet on it, when he expressed such an urgent desire, the dark elf mother no longer sent people to destroy from the underground Their mineral veins even sent caravans to continue trading with the Tigers. The forest elves no longer cared about the cursed land. The dwarf king was too lazy to cast his sights on it-the strongmen did not care whether the tigers could return to the Far East. , But they would be happy to see the Tigers finding the Beast Emperor unhappy.

The Tiger King explores the bottom line of the strong men little by little, from taking the east, conquering the centaur, and gradually starting with the cat clan... he was surprised and disgusted to find that the strong men who cried out in a cursed place forbid war Actually, it doesn't matter what the situation is on the grassland. How many centaurs have been killed by the Tigers? Who has spoken a half for the centaur?

When the Beast Emperor tested the purpose of the Tigers returning to the Far East Banner in the name of borrowing soldiers, the Tiger King carelessly drew sixty elite warriors from the obedient Snow Wolf tribe to be consumed by the Beast Emperor. Does the emperor also use the tigers to return to the Far East, using the tigers to make the two-hearted factions in the empire surface?

In the final analysis, those glamorous powerhouses just use the Tigers.

The Tiger King grabbed the armrest from the seat and strode down the steps.

"King." The guard heard the movement and trot in from the door.

"Let the big account come to see me."

"Yes."

The big account in the military account is served by the elite warriors with the most senior qualifications of the Tiger tribe.

"The warriors in the cat clan are all drawn from the slaves and asked if they would like to follow the king account as a vassal warrior. If they are willing, they are included in the third-class guard, and if they are not, they are sent to the east." Tiger King Commanded.

"Yes, Wang." The big account had some strange orders from Tiger King, but did not question it. He respectfully ordered his retreat.

King Tiger took his hand back to the house of the king's tent and summoned his attendants to serve the drinks.

"I should have learned the elven tribe's methods, and set up a group of'vassal warriors'..." Sipping the dwarf rum, the tiger king narrowed his eyes comfortably, "I hope the kittens will be smarter, Knowing how to make a choice... It’s not easy to go to the east and want to come back alive."

If you want to defeat the strong, you must learn the strong. The Tiger King has only figured out this truth in recent years.