Looking at the nearly 10,000-year-old junior brother in front of him, Fang Bai felt a little painful, he hadn't smoked for a long time, and he wanted to light a cigarette to relieve his worries at this moment.

At this time, Fang Bai was no longer the Fang Bai who had crossed over from the earth at the beginning, after going through so many things, he had already deeply understood a sentence, if he wanted to wear a crown, he must bear its weight...... What kind of status you want to achieve must first bear the responsibilities that come with that status.

Just like those crossings, as soon as he crossed, he became the supreme emperor, seemingly sitting on the world, with seventy-two concubines in three palaces and six courtyards, which is simply a man's dream.

Have you ever wondered how much responsibility an emperor has to bear?

Fang Bai would never have thought that this Alpha Prophet would be a registered disciple of Kong Sheng, nor would he have thought that Kong Sheng would expect that he would come to the Beast Tribe......

"Alpha Prophet, do you know what Master Confucius is waiting for you for so many years?" Fang Bai directly asked the question he was concerned about.

"Master Venerable said that his disciple is the foreign prophet who only exists in legends of our beast race, and the one who can lead our beast race out of the predicament!" said the Alpha Prophet excitedly.

"Foreign prophet?" Fang Bai was stunned at this time, he came to the orc clan, it was nothing more than to bring Chen Yue and Abu back, if he could save the half-orcs, then try to save it, if he couldn't forget it, how could he think of it......

The orc clan was so poor, Fang Bai didn't think he had the ability to lead them out of the predicament.

"Yes, since the existence of the orcs, there has been a legend among the orcs: foreign prophets will lead us out of difficulties and towards prosperity and ......power," Alpha knew first.

"Why am I leading you to a well-off society!" Fang Bai pursed his lips and muttered, and then sighed helplessly: "Then what is the use of me, a foreign prophet?"

"Command the Orcs!" replied the Alpha Prophet in no uncertain terms.

"Then I'll run in front of the Tiger Clan and tell them to get out of here, do you think they'll get out?" Fang Bai asked angrily.

The Alpha Prophet was speechless for a while, and then said, "Senior brother, don't worry, no matter what other tribes and tribes think, my Minotaur clan will definitely be your most loyal supporters!

"Report, the army of the Tiger Clan has officially entered the territory of the Tiger Clan!"

At this moment, there was an urn shouting outside.

"What!"

The brute stone stood up with a slam, clenched his pair of casserole-sized fists tightly, and said loudly: "My Minotaur clan has never participated in the war, but it doesn't mean that we are easy to bully!"

"Fight!"

"Fight!"

"Fight!"

Outside the house, the heavy echoes of countless minotaurs rang out.

Fang Bai looked at Alpha and knew first: "Do you know that the two major Holy Sees of the Western Continent and the Southern Continent have joined forces, and the Demon Clan has entered the continent through the opened passage?"

The Alpha Prophet was stunned for a moment, as if he remembered something, and said, "Is this difficult...... Is that the catastrophe that the master said?"

", did he say it again?" Fang Bai let out a foul mouth coldly, and then said, "Master Confucius...... What the hell did he say?"

The Alpha Prophet took a deep breath and said, "Master said that in 10,000 years, there will be a catastrophe that will sweep the entire continent on the mainland, and the foreign prophet will lead the beast clan out of poverty and towards prosperity and strength......

Don't you say this as much as you didn't!

Fang Bai complained in his heart and rolled his eyes, it was enough for this junior brother who had lived for nearly 10,000 years.

"Let's solve the crisis in front of us first, and then discuss other things!" Fang Bai threw down a sentence and walked out of the wooden house.

At this time, countless minotaurs have picked up their own weapons, all kinds of weapons, wearing rudimentary cloth armor, which has something to do with the fact that the minotaur is not good at smelting, and the human race has never allowed its knowledge to spread.

The Terran merchants do not spread the unique technology of the Terrans, they wish that the Orcs would become poorer and poorer, and the Orcs can only live in the northern continent, relying on hunting for a living, except for the Minotaur who also know some farming, the other races can only rely on killing.

Countless minotaurs who were nearly three meters tall outside roared loudly, and the barbarian stone looked a little inconspicuous in this group of minotaurs...... But the next moment, Fang Bai changed.

With the roar of the barbarian stone, his body nearly doubled in size, one circle larger than all the minotaurs, and the minotaurs, who were more than four meters tall, Fang Bai was not as tall as others' thighs in front of him......

However, the building level of the Minotaur is really not very good, and they can only rely on stones and dirt to build in a circle, relying on brute force to keep stepping on the strong.

This can't be blamed on them either, they don't have the relevant technical knowledge, and the orcs hardly know any other skills other than fighting.

Looking outside, all over the mountains and wilderness, there were all minotaurs, crowded, silent, and everyone looked into the distance, looking in the direction where the tiger clan would appear.

Finally...... There was a commotion in front of the troops, and soon, Manshi received the news that Wenren Mania had killed an army of 50,000 tigers, and in ten or so minutes, it would appear on the Manniu Plain!

Hearing this news, the atmosphere inside and outside the city suddenly became tense, the atmosphere before the big war, which made Fang Bai couldn't help but get excited, he used to be ...... But he grew up in the war.

Just when everyone was in a state of tension, suddenly ...... On the horizon ahead, billowing yellow smoke appeared, Fang Bai's brows froze, he knew that the Tiger Clan army was coming!

Fang Bai's eyes flashed with a glimmer of light, and the tiger man far away on the horizon kept magnifying until he saw clearly, everything that caught his eyes made Fang Bai start to be not optimistic.

The minotaurs wear cloth armor, all of which are fabrics that the Terrans have eliminated and don't want, and they can't be used for defense at all, the Minotaurs have lived a life without fighting with the world for so many years, and the Terran merchants rarely send some good things over except for selling some food, and they usually sell good armor and the like to the Tiger Clan, the Bear Clan, etc., because these races are richer.

Most of the tiger people are about two and a half meters tall, and these guys are all burly to the point of extreme exaggeration, their arms are thicker than ordinary people's thighs, a huge tiger head, and that hideous face, just standing there can scare off countless people.

And the tiger man is wearing some excellent battle armor, judging from the fluctuations that emanate, they are not ordinary, in the face of people with such equipment, the chances of the minotaur to win, round it off...... Well, it's still relatively high, well, there's still a little hope, if they listen to Fang Bai, a foreign prophet, then there is still a little hope.