After all the Alpine Giant warriors on the battlefield retreated to Kunlai Mountain, the four Giant Kings entered the Khan's palace and began to discuss tomorrow's battle.

"Our food can last for another day at most, and in tomorrow's battle, we must divide the victory and defeat with the orcs, and all the Giant Kings, including the Khan King, will fight!, but among the four of us, who can stop the Silver Holy Rank Beamon Behemoth Beast beside the Beamon Emperor?" the Elder Giant King took the lead in raising a crucial question in tomorrow's decisive battle.

There was silence in the Khan's palace.

The Old Giant King sighed secretly, and continued, "At the beginning of today's war, the two adults, Hemmertore and Cleopalo, had a brief fight with the Beamon Behemoth beside Emperor Beamon before they left the battlefield. Presumably you have also seen that although the two adults are also Silver Saint Rank, they have to join forces to barely suppress the Beamon Giant Beast, so even if the combat power of that Beamon Giant Beast has not yet reached the peak of the Silver Saint Rank, it is not far away! With our four Bronze Saint Rank Giant Kings, even if the four of them go together, it is estimated that they will not be its opponents, not to mention that there are other Saint Rank powerhouses in the Orc army. At least Beamon Emperor Ioleo is a powerhouse at the peak of the Bronze Holy Rank!"

"As Emperor Beamon, Iorio shouldn't personally go down to participate in the battle! tomorrow the battle between the powerhouses of the Holy Rank can exclude him!" said the Giant King who had previously questioned Valdron.

"That's right! As far as I know, in addition to the Beamon giant beast this time, there are also five other orc saint-rank powerhouses who participated in this invasion of the Khanate along with the Bimon Emperor! One of the orc saint-rank powerhouses has already died with the Qingshan King in the battle against the Qingshan tribe, so there are still four saint-rank powerhouses in the orc army! And the strength of those four people is all bronze saint-rank, so in this way, it is a four-on-four situation, and we are not afraid!" the other giant king continued.

"The question is, who will deal with the extra Silver Saint-Rank Beamon Behemoth Beast in the Orc Army?" the Old Giant King asked again.

The two giant kings suddenly became mute again.

"Let me come!" Valdron, who was sitting on the throne, suddenly spoke.

The three Giant Kings turned their heads to look at Valdron.

"King Khan, I raised this question, in fact, I just hope to be able to throw bricks and see if everyone can come up with any other better way!" The old giant king smiled bitterly, "I don't mean to force anyone to deal with that Beamon giant beast, because no matter who the four of us deal with it, we will only get the same result, that is, we will definitely die!"

"But among the four of us, I'm the only one at the peak of the Bronze Saint Rank, the closest to the Silver Saint Rank!" Valdron said.

"Facing an opponent who is likely to be at the pinnacle of the Silver Holy Rank, is there any difference between the Bronze Holy Rank and the Bronze Holy Rank Peak?" the Old Giant King felt incomprehensible at Waldron's words.

"There is a difference!Because only I can temporarily break through to the Silver Sacred Rank through the power left by King Hodir in the Holy Mountain!" Waldron said slowly.

The three giant kings were taken aback, and before they could ask, Waldron took the initiative to explain: "This is a secret that only the Khans of the past generations will know! The statue of King Hodir in front of the Khan's palace is sealed with part of King Khodir's power. As the only Giant King in the history of our Alpine Giants to break through the God Rank, the power left behind by King Hodir can temporarily increase the strength of a Bronze Saint Rank peak powerhouse by half a level. Tomorrow I will use this part of my power to increase my combat power to the Silver Saint Rank, maybe I am still no match for the Beamon Behemoth, but I at least have the strength to fight it, and I can drag it on the battlefield for a while!"

"It's just that, the three of you will still face four orc Saint-rank powerhouses, and the situation is still not optimistic!" said Waldron in a deep voice.

"As long as someone can entangle that Beamon Behemoth, even if there is one more Bronze Rank opponent, the three of us will not necessarily lose! If the four of us can hold out in the battle of the strong until the warriors of the Khanate defeat the orc army on the battlefield, then we have won! After the departure of the two Lords, Hemertori and Cleopalo, I finally see a glimmer of hope for victory in this war!" said the old giant king as if relieved.

The other two giant kings were silent.

When the other three giants left the Khan's palace, leaving Valdron alone, a young mountain giant with a somewhat resemblance to Waldron walked out of a room in the Khan's palace.

"Father, can we win this war?" asked the young mountain giant.

Waldron shook his head and said, "Arthur, we can't win!"

"Didn't His Royal Highness the King of Baishan say just now that he saw a glimmer of hope, although ...... Although this glimmer of hope is slim, as long as there is hope, there is the soil for miracles to happen!" Arthur said as he bit his lip.

"With the age and experience of the White Mountain King, can't we see that it is impossible for our warriors to defeat the orc army at all? In today's battle, our warriors poured out of their nests and all entered the battlefield, leaving no reserve force behind. Among the more than 200,000 orcs army, only more than 100,000 were actually put into the battlefield, and 100,000 people remained behind the battlefield as a reserve army. Several elite legions of the orcs who invaded the west this time were all included in the reserve army today. In other words, in today's battle, the orcs are deliberately using their ordinary legions to consume the energy and physical strength of our warriors. When the elite legions of the orcs enter the battle tomorrow, the Khanate will definitely suffer a crushing defeat! The King of the White Mountain was only cheering himself up when he said that just now, he can't say anything discouraged, right?" Waldron sighed.

"Actually, our real hope for victory can only be that those strong men of the Thunder Clan can arrive at the battlefield as scheduled, and then, like in the last war, find an opportunity to attack the Orc Army, injure Emperor Beamon, and force the Orcs to retreat. But now, that's no longer possible......"

"Why?"

"Not long ago, I sensed that a great battle broke out more than a hundred kilometers away from Kunlai Mountain, involving ten Saint-rank powerhouses, and four of them were very familiar to me, and they had all helped the Khanate fight. It seems that the Titans are really angry at us for joining the Thunder Clan, and not only withdrew their support for us, but also blocked the Thunder Clan who came to support us. They are going to punish our people for their betrayal by the destruction of the khanate......"

Valdron muttered to himself, a trace of regret and sadness finally appeared on his resolute face.

However, his face quickly changed to a serious expression, and he said to Arthur: "In tomorrow's battle, you don't want to fight to the death, you have to try to break through." Although the throne of the Khan King of our Gaoshan Clan is not inherited by blood, but won by strength, but you have the blood of King Hodir in your maternal bloodline, and your talent is far beyond me at the same time, so there is a great chance that you will cultivate to the Bronze Saint Rank, and even the hope of going further is not impossible. You have to save your life and find an opportunity to unite the tribes scattered on the plateau after the various tribes have been defeated, and rebuild the Alpine Giant Khanate!"

"Father, you can break through with me tomorrow, you are the Khan King of the Gaoshan Clan, and the Gaoshan Clan can't live without you!" Sensing that Valdron's words had a will to die, Arthur couldn't help but be anxious.

"I am the king of the Khan, the khanate is destroyed in my hands, and I must be responsible with my own life!" Valdron had a look of love in his eyes that he had not seen for a long time. He reached out and stroked the top of Arthur's head and whispered, "Arthur, my son, one day, when you are crowned king, you will understand the responsibility of being born king!"