"Our target is the White Bear Tribe." Shadow Wolf walked down, stood aside and pointed to a place, and said, "This is it, the White Bear Tribe is located on a high mountain, easy to defend and difficult to attack, and the mountain roads are rugged and difficult to walk, so we have to choose the best route." He looked at Theron.

Dao: "You are a member of the White Bear Tribe, and no one knows more about the White Bear Tribe than you, so you will designate a path." Shadow Wolf made another request, "And I don't want us to be discovered by the barbarians sooner, you have to do that." ”

Everyone looked at Theron.

Theron frowned, the Shadow Wolf was very demanding. "I have a way to keep you from being discovered, but there is absolutely no way there will be so many people," he said, "The White Bear Tribe patrols every day, and the patrol team will bring hunting dogs, and if there are too many people, they will definitely be discovered." ”

He looked at the Shadow Wolf.

"What is the maximum number of people?" Shadow Wolf asked.

"500, no more," Theron said, "and it must be werewolves," he said, looking at Greenskin and the gnoll general. He had been in the team for some time, and he knew their discipline well, and it could be said that with the exception of werewolves, neither the greenskins nor the gnolls were suitable for this operation.

The Greenskin and Gnoll generals yelled, "You human mongrel, do you want to die?" "How could they bear to be looked down upon like this by humans, but under the cold gaze of the shadow wolf, they didn't dare to really do anything.

Theron ignored the threat from the Greenskins and the Gnoll generals, and he stepped out of his seat, "This is where we are now, this is the border between York and Carlin, and it has always been the territory of humans before, and the White Bear tribe will never come here, so we will not be in danger of being discovered by them if we stay here." ”

"So we can stay here all the time, but after going into the mountains and over this hillside, we will go into the hunting area of the White Bear Tribe, a place where barbarians come to hunt in any season. There are also regular barbarian patrols, which patrol here every two hours, so it's easy to spot. ”

Theron looked at the shadow wolf: "Werewolves' fur is white, it has a good hiding effect in this weather, if there are not many people, I can take them to hide from under the noses of the patrol, as for those hunters, as long as we kill them in time, there will be no risk of exposure." ”

"And as long as we pass this level, we will already be very close to the White Bear Tribe," Theron said, "as long as we hold back the warriors of the White Bear Tribe, until they arrive in time with reinforcements, the White Bear Tribe will definitely not escape the end of destruction." Theron lay on the map, tracing the route with his fingers. The road is long and tortuous, but with me leading the way, there will be no danger, because this is the way I escaped. ”

"How many barbarians are there in the White Bear Army, and can 500 werewolves hold them back?" Shadowwolf asked, having actually agreed with Theron's idea.

"There are a lot of barbarians, but most of them are women or children, and adult barbarians either go out hunting or patrol outside, so 500 werewolves are definitely enough." Theron said he knows a lot about the situation in the White Bear Tribe.

"What if those barbarian men come back?" Another werewolf general asked.

"We can intercept halfway." Theron said: "The White Bear tribe all lives in a cave, as long as we block the entrance to the cave, those barbarian women will not have the strength to rush out, and in the snow-covered forest, it should be easy for werewolves to deal with barbarians." "And I know very well the patrol routes and basic outings of the White Bear Tribe." "Werewolves' fur and habits make them feel like a fish in the snow, especially in ambushes.

The werewolf general nodded, convinced by Theron's point.

Shadow Wolf agrees with Theron and asks Theron to rush to the White Bear Tribe with all his werewolves, and he leads a large army down the mountain, waiting for a signal.

Theron didn't take the white wolf with him, because there was no room for error in this operation, not only him, but all werewolves as well, all of whom went from cavalry to infantry.

The white wolf licked Theron's hand and whined aggrievedly, watching Theron walk into the mountains with the werewolf troops.

The leaves on the trees have long fallen, and they are crushed under the snow by the thick snow, and the cold weather freezes the snow very hard, but it still can't support a person's weight.

The werewolf's wide paws and swift movements make the snow useless for them, and the white fur is like a natural umbrella, and once they stop, you won't notice them at all, just think that a small snow bag appears in that place.

Theron did his best to catch up with the group, and they quickly crossed a mountain and stepped into the White Bear Tribe's sphere of influence. Occasionally, you can find traces of barbarian life, such as the bones of an animal in the snow, the bones that have been picked clean by a knife, which are not something that a white wolf or a white bear can do, and those animals will chew all the bones in the dead of winter.

A fire, and Theron saw a bonfire under a boulder not far away, which had been extinguished.

"The fire from a long time ago," said a werewolf captain, touching the fire with his paws, "it's already cold, not just extinguished." ”

"No, it wasn't that long ago." Theron didn't think like the werewolf, he bent down and picked up a bone that had been thrown on the ground, drew his weapon and slashed it, and then handed the broken bone to the werewolf. "The bone marrow in the bones is still hot, and it should have just walked away." The weather in the mountains and forests is cold, and the campfire will cool down quickly once it is extinguished, but the bone marrow will hold out longer.

The werewolf sniffed, and sure enough, he sensed the slightest temperature, he nodded to Theron, and then explained to his subordinates.

The werewolf cautiously searched the surroundings, and sure enough, it didn't take long to spot a group of barbarians.

"It's hunters, not patrols," Theron knew and rushed over, he lay on his stomach on the snow, and recognized it at a glance, he said, "Patrols are usually more than 15 people, and each patrol will have a few hounds, it's just a group of hunters." ”

"Do you need to catch it alive?" The werewolf asked Theron, and after what had just happened, he knew that this human was more capable than himself. Werewolves are like that, they revere the strong, no matter what aspect the strong man is stronger than themselves.

"No, just kill it." Theron explained, "The barbarians won't tell you anything, they just yell at the other barbarians that we're coming. ”

The werewolf captain nodded, nodding to the other werewolves.