It was a werewolf who entered, but it was very different from the werewolves he had seen before. This werewolf is 2.5 meters tall, far exceeding the average 2 meters tall of an ordinary werewolf, even if it is much taller than many greenskins. The color of this werewolf's fur is also different from that of other werewolves, and his fur is metallic silver instead of completely white.

He was wearing a piece of chain mail, also silver, which he couldn't spot if he didn't look closely; A leather belt was tied around his waist, a long sword was tied to each side of the leather belt, and two short axes were stuck in front of him, and Theron estimated that he must have a short axe behind his back. Although heavily armed, he doesn't behave like an orc at all, and if you don't look at his appearance, you'd think he's just a human nobleman, which simply can't be combined with what other people see as a werewolf.

Theron looked at the werewolf, and the werewolf looked at him as well. It would have been strange for a human to appear in the marshal's tent, as did the Shadow Wolf, but he had a strange expression after seeing Theron's appearance, and he obviously recognized him.

"Shadow Wolf, do you know him?" Oremar asked as he watched the Shadow Wolf stare at Theron as he came in, and the expression on his face became very strange.

Shadow Wolf is the scout leader under him, in charge of all the scouts in the three provinces, he doesn't know Theron, but that doesn't mean that Shadow Wolf doesn't know.

"Dashuai, I do know him," Shadow Wolf said, "He is a member of the White Bear Tribe, and he is also the heir of the next shaman of the White Bear Tribe, but some time ago, the shaman of the White Bear Tribe was suddenly killed, and he also disappeared in the White Bear Tribe, and the barbarians of the White Bear Tribe are now looking for him everywhere." ”

"The shaman of the White Bear Tribe?" Oremar's calm eyes suddenly burned with anger, he thought that this human was deceiving himself, playing himself around, he was one of the eight commanders, he would be tricked by a human, he turned around and strode closer to Theron, the anger in his eyes growing thicker and thicker.

How could he know himself? Theron thought to himself, could it be that the werewolves were aware of their every move, or maybe they had deliberately let themselves in. Theron shuddered, even if he was as witty as he was, he didn't want to be watched by others.

The sound of Oremar's heavy footsteps brought him back to his senses, but he looked up into Oremar's eyes, but he didn't have the slightest fear. He thought that since the shadow wolf knew his identity, he would definitely not know what he had done.

The Shadow Wolf did say as Theron expected, "Don't worry, I don't think he's a threat to us. Although I don't know why Dashuai was so excited after hearing that this human being is the shaman of the White Bear Tribe, the shadow wolf seemed to sense something after sorting out the ins and outs in his heart, and opened his mouth to comfort.

"What the hell is going on, you explain it to me, and then let me find out what you don't tell me, I will definitely kill you with my own hands." Oremar grabbed Theron and carried it like a chick on it. He yelled in disgust, throwing Theron between him and the Shadow Wolf.

Theron was like a little man between the two, he got up from the ground, helpless, how could he know that there would be so many situations. Since the arrival of this shadow wolf, all his previous efforts have been halved immediately.

The Shadow Wolf looked down at the diminutive human with interest, and he was a little curious that the human had run to Carlin City alone. Those barbarians are such fools, so many people are looking for a human, and they even let him run, and they let him run to the province of Carlin, and he also slipped into the city of Carlin.

Oremar's anger dissipated somewhat, but he still looked at Theron with displeasure.

Theron patted his clothes, straightened out the folds, and said, "Indeed, Dashuai, I am indeed the shaman heir of the White Bear Tribe," he sighed, as if recalling the unbearable days of forgetting: "It's a pity that I am a human, and how unfortunate it is that a human grew up among the barbarians. I was bullied since I was a child, and when I grew up I was spurned by the barbarians, who did not treat me as a companion, but as a bastard. ”

Shadow Wolf and Oremar looked unchanged as they listened, hoping to get sympathy from them, after all, they would go even further than the barbarians.

"So I killed the old shaman and wanted your help to avenge me." Theron shrugged his shoulders and said to Oremar, "It's as simple as this, although I can borrow your hand, you can also borrow my hand to destroy the White Bear Tribe. ”

He was very calm and there was nothing he could not say.

Oremar looked at the Shadow Wolf.

Shadow Wolf nodded, signaling that Theron wasn't lying, and the same was true of the information he had gotten, just not as deep. Moreover, the barbarians of the White Bear Tribe were chasing Theron, and their occasional conversations also verified that the old shaman of the White Bear Tribe was killed by Theron, which was not wrong.

Those barbarians of the White Bear Tribe don't have the brains to play with this IQ, not to mention the awewolf scouts who are so powerful that Orima knows in his heart that their noses can clearly tell whether a person is dead or not, since the shadow wolf said that this human is right, then it means that this human is not lying.

Now that everything has been decided, then this opportunity must not be given up, although the werewolf scout knows the location of the White Bear Tribe, but if he wants to break the White Bear Tribe more easily, the role of this human is definitely greater, thinking of this, Oremar made a decision.

"Shadow Wolf, you set out with 2,000 greenskins, 1,000 gnolls, and 500 werewolves to slaughter the White Bear tribe. You take this human with you, and he may be useful to you. Oremar commanded the Shadow Wolf.

"Yes, Marshal." The Shadow Wolf commanded to leave, and Theron bowed to Oremar before stepping back and leaving the tent.

The cold wind of the night carried all kinds of disgusting smells, but Theron puffed up his chest unconcerned and took a deep breath. For the first time, a smile appeared on his face, which had always been calm, and he followed behind the shadow wolf, and the orcs in the city all stared at him viciously when they saw him.

Theron followed behind the Shadow Wolf, looking around carelessly, unoblivious to the vicious gaze.

The Shadow Wolf walked ahead and summoned his men to prepare them for the battle. The subordinates who got the order organized the army everywhere, and the whole city of Carlin was in chaos, the greenskins who were gambling were forced to line up, and the gnolls who were drinking were also pulled over, only the timid goblins were ignored, they gathered excitedly to the side, cooing and watching, and a few of them still had gnoll bottles in their hands.