Lucian was angry and funny, he didn't expect his subordinates to even look down on dogs, only then did he know the strength behind Shepard, a giant dog is like an invincible beast, terrifying, he knew that only by following Shepard's advice, using the system to unite people's strength, and then training to sharpen their physique and tap their potential to cultivate qualified warriors as wings, this is the foundation of strengthening themselves, otherwise a few epic powerhouses can easily behead him.

The giant dog was Tai Chong, and it whined a few times, then walked behind Shepard and lay on the ground, while Shepard stepped back, just enough to make the soft and smooth fur of the giant dog as a cushion, which was even more comfortable than sleeping on a soft bed.

Lucien was suddenly a little embarrassed, but fortunately, Shepard didn't forget to get down to business, and only lay down for a while before standing up, greeted Tai Chong, and looked at Lucien: "I will stay here for a while, this giant dog is a holy beast given by the gods, when Your Excellency sweeps the unified forces everywhere, bringing him will definitely get twice the result with half the effort, so that those large and small slave gangs will be defeated." ”

Lucian was overjoyed when he heard this, looked at the majestic sunhound, and couldn't help but smile bitterly, and said to himself: Not only did it make those slaves frightened, but even we were a little uneasy.

*

Thunder Tribe, Leader Tent.

The nose is wearing a yellow gold ring, and even the horns are golden like pure gold, and the owner of this horn is even more imposing, and the physique is strong, which makes people feel afraid at the sight.

However, although the Elder Dorgon standing opposite the Minotaur was two points larger than him, the comparison between the two seemed to be similar, and the Minotaur Elder was much weaker in terms of momentum, just because the person in front of him, who was also a Golden Ring Warrior of the Thunder Tribe, was the chief of the Minotaur Clan, the epic Golden Ring Warrior Gun.

These two powerful minotaurs had been sitting against each other for a long time, after all, it was Dorgon, who was the patriarch who was inferior to the clan's wise man in terms of qi cultivation skills, and asked first: "Elder Dolgon, do you really think it is feasible?" ”

Although the Minotaur Elder is taller and burlier, his strength is not stronger than that of the patriarch, but it is weaker, but they are all Golden Ring Warriors, at least they are epic high-end combat power, and the difference is not big, he chuckled a few times, and said a little self-deprecatingly: "Maybe it's because I'm old, I always feel that we have passed too long for the days of being human vassals like this, and we shouldn't live anymore." ”

"Then you don't have to help the humans, do you?" Gwun muffled.

Dorgon shook his head: "Chief, you haven't seen that human, he does have good intentions, and he is indeed peaceful and kind, but he is a human being, and this race has ambition and desire in its bones and blood!" And, I can tell, he's already targeting us......"

"Damn humans!" Gwun slammed his fist to the ground, the sand bowl of his big fist that shook slightly.

Dolgon, however, smiled unconcernedly, "Grun, where is your composure?" It doesn't have to be so, not to mention anything else, Thom's strength progress is gratifying, no matter what he believes, it is flowing with the blood of the minotaur, and I have seen the teachings of the gods, it is indeed not an evil faith, the only thing to worry about is that if this belief is allowed to spread too widely among the clan, those little calves will be brainwashed by them sooner or later......"

"So what to do?"

Dorgon chuckled in a low voice: "Speaking of which, there is one thing I have wanted to do for a long time, chief, you see, the Tiger people are in the rift valley and the wilderness, and they are ignorant of the conquest of the Makere people, although life is difficult, but they are free and comfortable...... As for our clan, although the life in the city is much more stable, we must be regularly drawn by the Makere people, and the newborn calves and the blood of the consumed clan are barely balanced......"

Gyun understood, "Dolgon, you mean? ”

"Hehe, let that human faith go to the scourge of other human beings! Starting tomorrow, the entry and exit of the tribe will begin to be strictly controlled, and all the boys in Thom will be released! Whoever is persuaded by them, go with them! Don't come back, for the sake of the tribe, I think they'll understand! Dorgon laughed a few times, but at last his tone was a little sad.

Gwen couldn't bear to say, "They...... Really don't let them come back? ”

"They're not calves anymore," Dolgon said a little low, "though at that time they weren't as tall as our thighs, and were messing around us old fellows all day...... But now, they're all grown warriors, and Thom's silver ring has been wearing it for two years, right? With his talent, and the 'gift' given by the gods now, it won't take a few years to wear the golden ring! ”

"Having them outside is enough! We old guys, just take our people with us, and when the opportunity arises, we will leave here! Leave the human settlement, find a beautiful mountain cliff, and build our own city-state! The city-state of the Minotaurs! I've even figured out the name, and when the time comes, this place will be called 'Thunder Cliff'!" ”

Dorgon sighed with emotion, "I can't let the people really mix with those humans and forget the identity and courage of the Minotaurs!" But the human race, for all his ambitions, could not have imagined that we would be so decisive! Those little cubs are good seedlings, let them preach with those slaves, with other vassals! Those humans are far inferior to ours, and if they are given a glimmer of hope, they will pounce like hungry wolves! ”

Gwen sneered: "And thanks to those Makere people, who hunt and kill our vassals and slaves every year, as well as the clansmen who were recruited by them, few of them come back alive!" It puts everyone in danger of our race, we and the tiger people can still have some say by virtue of their innate advantages, and those Maclay people don't treat other humans as their own race, they say that they are vassals, and they are not much different from slaves! ”

Dorgon agreed: "Yes, if it weren't for the fact that the humans other than the Makere were consumed and oppressed by them too much, and we didn't have the right to speak with the Tiger People, those people would only hate the Makere people even more!" With credible faith to maintain trust, and the power of a god from nowhere, the anger and resentment of those fellows will inevitably turn into torches and burn them all clean! ”

"When the time comes, we will be able to take advantage of the time of human infighting and move out to find a place for our race! When the time comes, there will be a city that belongs to our own people, and it will develop and grow freely! Dolgon's bull's eyes shone brightly, and he seemed to have seen the beautiful scene of the Minotaur clan cultivating fertile land and cultivating and multiplying freely.

Gwun also let go and smiled: "Yes! A land of freedom that belongs to us! This is the dream of our fathers for many years, and it will be fulfilled in our hands! ”

Dorgon and Gung looked at each other and laughed out loud, and the bitterness and grief in the laughter gradually turned into joy and relief!