"How many people do we have left?" Swareg stopped, jumped onto a rock, and looked behind him. The originally strong White Bear Tribe, at this time, only some women and children remained, he sighed sadly, and asked the three leaders on the side.

"Women and children don't have much to lose, we deliberately arranged warriors to protect them in the back when we broke through, but...."The three leaders looked at the sparse warriors covered in blood around them, "Eh, there are not many warriors left in the tribe who can fight, except for those who stayed in the cave ** and those who followed us when we broke through, the other warriors were left behind, and they may have been killed now." ”

Even though Swarig had the bottom in his heart, he was still taken aback by the words of the three leaders, you must know that the original White Bear tribe was the most powerful barbarian tribe in the surrounding area, even stronger than the previous Boer Town. There are hundreds of warriors who are good at fighting, and there are about 2,000 clansmen, but now, the only warriors who can fight are these sparse blood-covered warriors in front of them, or there are still some in the crowd, but how many can there be?

But what can I do now, wait for the orc reinforcements to arrive, and then fight to the death. But how long can this last? He didn't dare to guarantee this at all, not to mention that the other party also had Theron, an existence who was proficient in everything about them.

"Count the number of people and get ready to go down." Swareg sighed and said.

"Eh..."The second leader and the third leader looked at each other, and their faces were full of bitterness, and they said, "Big leader, we don't have anyone to count. ”

"It's the power of a shaman." Swarig also understands that among the barbarian tribes, only the shaman holds the knowledge and inheritance, and it can be said that the loss of the shaman is equivalent to the loss of the inheritance of a tribe. In the past, they looked down on the White Wolf Tribe in their hearts, just because the White Wolf Tribe did not have a shaman, but they didn't expect that one day the White Bear Tribe would become like this.

"Go down." Speedig didn't want to mention Theron now, the traitor who had destroyed the White Bear Tribe, and he jumped off the boulder, shouted, and led the way down the mountain.

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The town of Bull is brightly lit, and even at night, the whole town is still bustling with people building and smiling people.

Over the past few years, no one knows whether the outcasts have gradually disappeared, or the ranks of the outcasts have been discovered and killed by the orcs, or they have frozen to death on the way. But that's a good thing for the town of Bull today.

The weather is getting colder and colder, and there are no people living outside the city, and without the obstruction of the city walls, the cold wind at night tends to blow over the tents and freeze the sleeping people to death. Fortunately, during this time, many simple dwellings had been built in the city due to the hard work of many displaced people.

These dwellings are made of thick logs, which are rudimentary, but much warmer than tents. And in the city, it is the most important thing for the outcasts who have been driven and killed by the orcs, who worry every night that they will not be killed by the murderous orcs while they are asleep.

Qin Feng was dressed in the fur of a white bear, looking at this construction scene in full swing, his heart was full of joy, although the arrival of this group of displaced people was a huge pressure, but also because of this, the number of residents in Boer Town was extremely rising. The soldiers who practiced in the barracks not far away, and the streets were crowded even at night, were not like the town of Boer in the past.

In the past, the streets of Bul were empty at night. Because of the small number of people, and the fact that Bulltown is not a trading town. Not to mention that in today's world, no one will run out at night.

A white eagle flew abruptly through the sky, with the sound of the wind flapping its wings. Qin Feng raised his head and glanced at it noticed, although he was curious about how there were eagles in the town, he didn't pay attention to it. Let the guard call the butler, and after he has explained some things, he returns to the Baron's Palace.

The white eagle gracefully flew into the barracks, steadily flew into the window of a house, and landed on the table. The candlelight on the table was swayed by the wind blowing by its wings, but it was not extinguished, and after shaking, it stood again.

Sirigon, who was sitting at the table, heard the peculiar chirp of the White Eagle and dropped his hand and watched the White Eagle fly on the table.

He untied the letter from the White Eagle's lap, picked up a piece of meat and threw it into the White Eagle's mouth, and watched the White Eagle fly away with the piece of meat in his mouth, before unraveling the letter by candlelight.

He felt a little ominous in his heart, and the movements of his hands were also a little trembling, trembling as he untied the letter, which had taken him a long time to unravel.

Sure enough, the ominous fulfillment in his heart was that this letter was sent to him by a scout of the Renault family. The letter describes the fall of the Renault family in great detail, and Ciricorn also reads the scout's uneasiness and pervasiveness in the letter.

He closed the letter, forcibly suppressed the inexpressible resentment and sorrow in his heart, and burst into tears, yes, the Renault family is gone, what should we do? Our allegiance is gone, what are we going to do?

It's not just the scout who thinks so, after learning the news of the family's annihilation, Cirigon's heart is also full of this thought, and he gripped the hilt of the sword at his waist in grief, he wants to kill himself, and join the Renault family. But he thought of Shirina and the Second Young Master, who were the only bloodlines left by the Renault family. The Renault family has not disappeared yet, and there is hope for a comeback.

He wrote a letter, addressed to the scouts who were still in the Northlands, and these scouts had a great effect, and he could not let them lose confidence and leave because of the fall of the Renault family.

The white eagle flew into the window again, and then left,

Sirigan wiped the tears from his face, put on his coat, and left the room, this matter must be known to Shirina that he, as the blood of the Renault family, has to take responsibility.

As soon as Qin Feng returned to the Baron's Mansion, he saw Xi Ruigon, who had also strode into the Baron's Mansion.

He was about to ask him about the situation in the barracks, but Siricorn nodded to him and left.

Qin Feng frowned, he was not a person who liked to dwell on such a trivial matter, and he would not be angry because of Xi Ruigon's attitude. Sirigon is a true knight, this is what everyone agrees on, and now his attitude is likely to be something big, and it is not related to himself.

It's about Shilina, watching Xi Ruigang walk directly upstairs, Qin Feng thought secretly.

"Knock knock knock...... "Shirina had just taken a shower under the service of the maid, changed into a clean nightgown, and sat at the desk to sort out today's account books, when she was interrupted by a knock on the door.

She frowned slightly, who could it be? Strange as it was, she got up and opened the door.

"Uncle..."