Wolf King

Chapter 119 Choice

The sky is like the sky, and the surrounding fields are vast.

In the grasslands in autumn, thousands of miles of green fields are gradually dyed golden. When the strong wind blows, the endless green and yellow waves roll freely. Although it is not as beautiful and pure as the ice and snow world on the snow mountains, it is also unique in rough style.

A group of snow elf warriors climbed onto the short hill where the vegetation had been replaced by golden yellow. The female elf warrior leading the way walked up the south slope and looked to the south, suddenly showing shock.

"That's... a centaur?"

"Huh?" Arlin, the first class soldier, stepped forward a few steps after hearing the words, and set up an awning with his hands to block the glare from the autumn sun, which was no longer scorching hot, and looked in the direction pointed by his companion.

The elves all have excellent eyesight. From 2000 meters away, the tall centaur warriors pacing slowly in the tumbling grass waves can also see quite clearly.

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

"Look carefully, there is a flock of sheep a little farther away, and that centaur is grazing." Selina, who was mentioned in the military rank as a second lieutenant, frowned and pointed further away.

"Really!"

"Wow, that's weird!"

Several Snow Elf fighters yelled in amazement, but none of them yelled that they were tired.

"Wait...Look at that!" Gilbert, the soldier with the best eyesight, suddenly pointed in the other direction and shouted.

Selina and the others looked in the direction he was pointing. Because the distance was too far, and the grass waves rolled by the monsoon obstructed their sight, they watched for a long time before everyone could see clearly... It seemed to be a group of people, a group of snow werewolves , with a few centaurs in between, are spreading out to rest in front of a woodland.

"Snow werewolf? Centaur?" Selina asked with a question mark on her forehead, "When did these two races come together?"

Everyone looked at each other, but no one could give an answer.

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

"Relocate at this time?" Some soldiers were surprised.

"Second Lieutenant, do you want to go over and have a look?" Yarlin asked.

Selena thought for a while, then shook her head: "No...or not, we can't interfere too much in the cursed land."

"Hey——" Gilbert, who had just been promoted to a senior soldier, obviously didn't agree, "Second Lieutenant, is this really reasonable? The cursed land is almost in chaos, but we still have to abide by the covenant, which can't be done or can't be done?"

"Regulations are regulations. As the king's army, we must strictly abide by the covenant." Selina said solemnly, "In any case, it was my king, the beast emperor, and the forest elf queen who agreed to allow the remnants of the empire to enter the cursed land. It is agreed with the Dwarf King, so we should not interfere with the affairs of the grassland until no one touches the taboo of the cursed land."

Gilbert wanted to say something else, but Yarlin reached out to stop him slightly, and gave him a comforting look.

The Snow Elf warriors scattered to rest. Yarlin checked the supplies in the rucksack, took the water bag, and walked over to Selina who was sitting on the rock.

"You feel dissatisfied, right, Yarlin." Before the subordinate could speak, Selena chuckled.

Yarlin spread his hands and sat down next to Selina: "I just don't quite understand. Everyone knows that the Tiger Clan is about to move, so why not stop them before they cause more harm?"

Selena said: "More than 40 years ago... almost 50 years ago, you should still be in the new barracks at that time, Arlin."

"Yes, I only transferred to the imperial army 20 years ago."

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

"What is it?" Yarlin's curiosity was immediately aroused.

"At that time, the Tiger King wanted to establish a kingdom in the cursed land." Selena said lightly, "He contacted the Tauren to ask for cooperation, but the Tauren refused, and the Tiger King, who was furious, prepared to attack the Tauren tribe."

"This?!" Yarlin was startled, "How can this be possible!"

"Of course not. The tauren are the oldest aborigines in the cursed land. When the remnants of the empire entered the grassland, they also obtained their approval. Both my king and the queen are witnesses. If the tigers attack the tauren and we elves turn a blind eye , Isn’t it a big joke? So when the Queen’s envoy proposed to suppress the tiger clan, my king did not object…” Selina sighed softly, “The content of the suggestion is that our clan and the forest elves should kill and annihilate The elite tiger group, the dark elf mistress destroyed the tiger mines, and the dwarf king stopped all trade with the cursed land—the beast king was not allowed to take action, so as not to cause more damage, but this was enough to make the tigers slump The strength accumulated over the past 50 and [-] years was lost overnight, and there is no possibility of unifying the grassland."

Selena turned her head to look at the shocked Yarlin, and smiled: "Do you think this is right, Yarlin."

"Uh..." Yaerlin couldn't describe his feelings for a while.

"Except for those seemingly righteous rhetoric, it is actually impossible to say whether it is right or wrong." Selina raised her head to look at the sky, narrowing her eyes, "The Tiger Clan is the legacy of the last Beast Emperor, and there are new ones in the Far East." Beast Emperor, who would like to see another strong demigod on the continent...even if it is just a possibility. Since the Tiger Clan has already lost, let's lose forever."

"But our king doesn't think so." Selina changed the topic, her eyes were full of admiration, and the corners of her mouth unconsciously brought a smile, "On the one hand, he hates the short-sightedness of the tiger clan, on the other hand, he is indeed I hope that the remnants of the empire 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 tiger clan has the strength of the demigod remnants."

Yaerlin looked strange, hesitated for a while before saying: "This... from what we saw in the Tiger Clan royal court last year, I think..."

"Do you think the Tiger Clan will disappoint my king again?"

Arlin nodded quickly.

"It's not disappointing." Selena spread her hands, "What my king is looking forward to is just a possibility, not how much attention is paid to the Tiger Clan—the last time I was lucky enough to meet my king, he treated Xue The wolf clan is also somewhat interested, if the snow wolf clan shows a greater possibility than the tiger clan, then my king will naturally shift his attention to the snow wolf clan."

Yarlin frowned. He always felt that such an answer did not meet his expectations. After hesitating again and again, he chose to ask: "But before coming to a conclusion, the damage to the grassland by the Tiger Clan has already been done. The centaurs and the catfolk of the middle, haven't they—"

Selena interrupted him amusedly: "What are you thinking, Yarlin, do you think we snow elves must be responsible for all ethnic groups? Then you are too arrogant."

"Ah..." Yaerlin reacted, his face flushed immediately, and he shook his head quickly, "I don't have such arrogant thoughts, it's just..."

Selena didn't continue to tease him, and shook her head with a smile: "All the tribes in the cursed land are not our snow elves' vassal races, they have the right to live their lives according to their own ideas, if we interfere wantonly with our own strength, then Not helping at all."

"All races must stand on their own feet if they want to have their own world."

"Our elves' monitoring of the grassland is just to put appropriate pressure on the tigers so that they will not be too unscrupulous."

The group of snow elf warriors rested for a while, and then set off again towards the Tiger Clan royal court.

When the transport team moved past them, when the wind direction changed, someone raised his head and sniffed.

"Strange...why does it smell like a snow elf? Is it familiar?" A Yan raised his hand and rubbed his head, looking towards the north suspiciously.

"The shift has changed, Ayan, I'll be on patrol, you go eat." Hongye came from the direction of the forest where she was resting, and waved from a distance.

"Here we come!" As soon as he heard that it was time to eat, Ah Yan ran back excitedly.

There is a clear stream in the woods, and the large troops scattered on both sides of the stream to rest. Ah Yan ran to the place where the food was cooked. When the leopard fish bone saw him, he straightened up and waved: "This way, Ah Yan!"

"What's delicious?" Ah Yan ran over with her tongue out.

"There are fish, crispy fish pieces fried in butter, and the bones are also edible." The fish bones took a plate from the big pot and handed it to A Yan.

"Hey...are there no vermicelli?" A Yan looked anxiously.

"All the vermicelli are reserved for the cubs, and the soldiers have no vermicelli to eat since today." Fishbone waved them away.

"...I was also a cub a few years ago..." Ayan pouted and muttered.

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

The disabled cats next to them nibbling fish pieces couldn't help laughing, Ah Yan blushed, and ran away dejectedly with the plate.

"If he runs away, he will lose his fish soup. Let's share his fish soup." Fishbone also smiled, picked up a spoon to scoop out fish soup from the soup pot next to it, and distributed it to the disabled cats sitting around .

The fishbone cat warriors came out with the transport team and were gearing up to deal with the cat tribes in the central region, but they didn't expect the environment in the central region to be so dangerous, which made them useless for a while... But now they are also They are not idle, and they can also take care of the severely disabled cats and gray dwarves in the team.

On one side of the creek, the fishbone was serving soup to the cat tribe, and on the other side, Rosemary was frowning and inspecting the knees of the old gray dwarf.

"I've already used the medicine, why is it festering and pus? Rosemary, is there any other way?" The grassroots patriarch sat next to her, and she was a little numb from the meticulous care work, and kept scratching her ears and cheeks.

Rosemary wiped off the pus from the old gray dwarf's festering old wound with a clean boiled white cotton cloth, sprinkled a layer of medicinal powder on it and bandaged it up, then held the old gray dwarf's head and poured some alchemy potion on him, Finally wiped off his sweat, and shook his head at the grassroots patriarch: "His wound already had abscesses, and I heard from Saier that it has been intermittently good and bad, and now this situation... I don't know what to do, maybe it's because He's already quite old, and when he was injured, he didn't heal as well as others... It just depends on whether he can survive."

The grassroots patriarch almost knit his brows: "Tim's medicine is very useful, why doesn't it work for him? After Ha Yi's arm was severed, the wound has recovered."

The necrosis of the entire right arm of Ah Yi, a soldier of the Snow Wolf clan, became more and more serious after returning with the large army, and even affected his body. As a last resort, he had to undergo "operation" to remove the entire arm... The right arm was severed at the axilla.After the necrotic right arm was removed, Hajime's body gradually recovered, and he can now walk on his own.

Rosemary can only smile wryly... The physique of the snow wolves is like monsters, how can the old gray dwarves compare with it.

This can't be said directly, Rosemary can only tactfully: "The medicine has been taken, we will take care of him when we are on the way, as long as we can last until we return to the tribe, Ayun can definitely cure him. "

In the next few days, the warriors of the Snow Wolf Clan took turns leading the old gray dwarf on the road. The old gray dwarf who had been in a coma for a long time could no longer sit on the wolf's back, and had to be carefully carried away in human form.

But despite being so careful all the way, the old gray dwarf still couldn't wake up after another febrile coma... He was really too old, and he didn't receive better care when his legs were injured, so he could live for two more years It all depends on the physique of the gray dwarves being stronger than the cat clan.

Feeling that the old gray dwarf was getting cold gradually, no matter how much he held his body that was not warm, the head of the grassroots patriarch sullenly burst into tears.

Rosemary, who tried her best these days but failed to rescue the old gray dwarf, was so uncomfortable that she couldn't speak, she buried her head in the fishbone's arms and refused to move.

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

The death of the old gray dwarf seemed to be an ominous signal. In the next month or so, as the weather became colder and the nights became colder, two gray dwarves and five cat clans fell on the road successively... …Some have inexplicable fevers and fevers like the old gray dwarves, old injuries that have healed worsen, and they fall into a coma from time to time.

The speed of this dead man frightened everyone in the team. The grassroots patriarch no longer dared to let these disabled cats and gray dwarves sleep in tents by themselves, and let the strong snow werewolves sleep with them. Keep them warm.

On the other side, the snow elf warriors traveling lightly had already entered the depths of the grassland, the area ruled by the royal court of the Tiger Clan.

Based on the principle of non-interference, the snow elves did not come into contact with any tribes along the way, but the more they walked along the coast of the Bree River to the central part, the more puzzled the snow elves became. From a distance, I saw snow wolves or cats grazing, but this year they walked along the way, and the number of people they saw was obviously much less than in previous years.

"second lieutenant……"

There was still a day's journey away from the King's Court of the Tiger Clan, so he chose a place to camp for the night, and after a casual dinner, Yaerlin approached Selena again.

"Needless to say, I know the situation is not right." Selena sat in the tent looking at the map, and casually beckoned Yarlin to sit down, "For the swamp, I remember that there is a cat tribe in the east and north... ...have they migrated too?"

Not long after leaving the snow-capped mountains, Selina saw the migrating snow wolf tribe from a distance, and found that there were many snow wolf tribes missing. Selina didn't take it too seriously.But it's a bit strange that there are even a few cat clan tribes missing.

It's impossible for the cat clan in the central part to migrate with the snow wolf clan, right?There is no way to justify this!

Arlin hesitated to speak.

"What do you want to say, Yarlin?" Selina looked up.

Arlin's heart turned, and he said frankly: "We and the forest elves have limited supervision over the cursed land. If the Tigers attack recklessly in places we can't see, they will not attack the Tauren tribe, but they will wipe out the other tribes." , are we still non-interferable?"

"It can't reach that level." Selena frowned.

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

"Don't get excited, Yarlin." Selina sighed, "My king will not interfere with other tribes based on his own preferences, or decide the fate of other tribes self-righteously. Don't you trust my king?"

"...I was impulsive." Ya'erin froze for a moment, a little annoyed that he couldn't choose what to say.

"Allowing the remnants of the empire to retreat into the grassland is their blessing. If not, the Beast Emperor would not let these remnants go. But the only one who has such strength is my king, Your Majesty the Queen, the Dwarf King, and the Dark Elf Mistress. It’s just that they are willing to give the new Beast Emperor a little bit of power.” Selina looked proud and said firmly, “If the Tiger Clan challenges my king’s bottom line of tolerance, then they are looking for their own death.”

Yarlin cheered up: "Second Lieutenant, do you know something?"

Selena smiled slightly, but did not answer directly: "Any ethnic group has the right to choose its own path. This is what my king has always insisted on. Which path to take depends on how the tiger clan chooses."

More than a hundred kilometers away, in the king's court of the tiger clan, uninvited guests sat in the king's tent, confronting the tiger king with an unkind expression.

Harold, the tauren patriarch, was furious and glared fiercely at his master.

"I don't understand what you're talking about, Harold." The Tiger King spread his hands lazily, "We attacked an irrelevant cat tribe? Harold, do you Tauren think that our tiger warriors are so idle that they have nothing to do? ?”

"Hmph!" Harold exhaled heavily from his nose, and his bull's eyes widened even more ferociously.

"It's normal to have conflicts over the pastures. When the cats took away the pastures of the Snow Wolf Clan, why didn't you see your tauren speak up for the Snow Wolf Clan?" Tiger King sneered, "Or, The tauren who claim to follow the principles of nature are prejudiced against our tiger clan, what the cat clan can do but our tiger clan can't do?"

Harold couldn't hold back his fierce face immediately, but he still stared at the Tiger King unwilling to admit defeat.

"You said that the cat clan only forced the snow wolf clan to go away, but our tiger clan brutally captured the cat clan back as slaves?" Tiger King laughed, "The snow wolf clan that lost their grassland will lose their population during the migration process. , a large number of people will die, and we have captured the cat clan as slaves to feed them well. You might as well admit that you have prejudice against our tiger clan, Chief Harold, anyway, our tiger clan is used to this kind of thing... It's ridiculous, I'm curious why you don't accuse the elves of enslaving vassal races, their history of using vassal races is much longer than our Tiger Clan!"

Chief Harold retreated in embarrassment and left angrily.Tiger King stared at his back and snorted coldly.

Tiger King knew very well that these seemingly stupid ox heads were actually very shrewd. When his grandfather was forced to lead the tribe to retreat into the grassland, these ox heads sold a lot of favors to the strong men of the northern continent by virtue of their aboriginal status.His father didn't see this clearly, and suffered a big loss as a result, even himself died in the accident at that time.

The Tiger King would not suffer the same loss twice. Two years ago, the Tiger King also endured being trampled on the face by the head of this group of cows. This time, of course, he can continue to bear it.

Sitting alone in the king's tent, King Tiger's expression was as calm as if nothing had happened.

"These cow heads have all come to your door, have you been doing too much in the past two years..." His fingers tapped on the handrail, and the Tiger King murmured to himself in a low voice, "Food, slaves, soldiers... are not enough , need more..."

"--More."

The Tiger King narrowed his eyes, and the golden vertical pupils were bright.

The elite tiger warrior group was almost wiped out, the mine veins were destroyed, the business was cut off, and his father died. This series of tragic experiences let the Tiger King know that his clan seems to be blessed by the strong men of the Northern Continent, but in the eyes of others, it is already like Dead bones in the tomb.

Those top powerhouses want the surviving Tiger Clan, and want the Tiger Clan to survive and become a thorn in the Beast Emperor's heart. If the Tiger Clan can't see their situation clearly and wants to be strong and prosperous, the previous The strong men who look like shelters in a second will change their faces in the next second.

And with such a position... how could King Tiger be willing!

His ancestors were also top powerhouses on the mainland!

His ethnic group was also a powerful race on the mainland that no one dared to underestimate like the elves!

The tiger clan should never be a desolate race that huddled in a remote mountain like the cursed land with cow and sheep dung all day long!

The strong will not allow the Tiger Clan to become stronger on the grassland, so the Tiger King made a gesture of eagerness to return to the Far East. He was right. After he expressed such an urgent desire, the Dark Elf Mistress would no longer send people to destroy the land from the ground. Their mine veins even sent caravans to continue trading with the Tiger Clan. The forest elves no longer cared about the situation in the cursed land, and the dwarf king was too lazy to cast his gaze over it—the strong didn’t care whether the Tiger Clan could return to the Far East or not. , but they are very happy to see the Tiger Clan's land making it difficult for the Beast Emperor.

Tiger King tested the bottom line of the strong ones little by little, from winning the east, conquering the centaurs, to gradually attacking the cat clan... He was pleasantly surprised and disgusted to find that those strong people who kept shouting that the cursed land forbids war In fact, they don't care about the situation on the grassland at all. How many centaurs have been killed by the tiger clan, who has said a word for the centaurs?

When the Beast Emperor used the name of borrowing soldiers to test the purpose of the Tiger Clan's return to the Far East, the Tiger King didn't care about drawing sixty elite fighters from the obedient Snow Wolf tribe to the Beast Emperor to consume. Didn't the emperor also take advantage of the Tiger Clan's "ambition" to return to the Far East, and use the Tiger Clan to bring out the ambiguous factions in the empire?

In the final analysis, those glamorous powerhouses are just using the Tiger Clan.

The King Tiger got up from his seat with the armrest in his hand, and strode down the steps.

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

"Let the big tent come to see me."

"Yes."

The big tent in the military tent is held by the most experienced and elite fighters of the tiger clan, and the big tent on duty soon came to the king's tent.

"All the fighters in the cat clan were drawn from the slaves, and asked them if they would like to follow the king's tent as vassal fighters. If they are willing, they will be included in the third-class guards, and if they are not, they will be sent to the east." Tiger King commanded.

"Yes, king." The big tent was a little surprised by the Tiger King's order, but he didn't question it, and respectfully accepted the order and retreated.

The tiger king retreated to the inner room of the king's tent with his hands behind his back, and summoned his servants to serve the wine.

"It's time to learn from the elves and set up a group of 'vassal warriors'..." Sipping dwarf rum, Tiger King narrowed his eyes comfortably, "I hope those little cats will be smarter, Knowing how to choose...it's not easy to go east and come back alive."

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