The woman was quite handsome, but that was all.

But when Brudo looked at her, his eyes were no longer cold, but slowly softened.

This time, Brudo's voice was low: "I didn't think that far. First of all, in the coming storm, werewolves have to live. ”

The woman asked, "Why don't you go to the top of the peaks for help?"

"The peaks of the peaks are gradually turning away from the path of their ancestors, and they are losing their power. Werewolves can only gain power under the protection of the ancestral heroic spirits!

Brudo's roar echoed through the hall.

"Since the birth of werewolves in the darkness, their most powerful weapons have been teeth and claws, which are our own power and have been passed down from generation to generation. But the top of the peaks is trying to get the werewolves to put on armor and let us use those soft Force weapons! Don't those old guys know that the blood clan and the demon descendants all want the werewolves to wear those cold goods one by one, and even the bridle reins! In their eyes, werewolves should only know how to kill and bleed war beasts!"

The werewolf viscount flailed his claws furiously, leaving a trail of dark cyan in the air.

When he calmed down a little, the woman said softly, "I don't understand this." But I feel that this storm is going to be big, big, and a lot of totems are going to fall. ”

Each tribe has its own totem. Every time a totem pole falls, it means that a tribe has died.

Brudo looked out the window at the deep twilight, his eyes firm, and whispered, "Werewolf, will live!"

On a mountain range in the distance, a dark brown spider demon had just reached the highest point. At his feet, thousands of servant spiders were rolling forward, crawling into the distance. Teams of spider warriors walk among the servant spiders, and every now and then they will shoot out a cloud of cobwebs out of boredom, sweeping away some creatures on the side of the road that have not had time to escape.

On both sides of the army, there were also a few mixed forces of blood and werewolves. Their treatment is obviously inferior, and they need to give the best path to the spider demon.

The dark brown spider demon suddenly became a little impatient, and asked, "Hasn't there been any news of that mad dog in Brudo?"

The spider guards on both sides looked at each other, and it was clear that there was no good news to reciprocate.

At this time, a spider demon with a blue body and extraordinarily long arthropods appeared at the foot of the mountain, as if flying. The rugged mountains were as flat as the ground under his eight five-meter-long knots. This is the Wind Spider Demon, who specializes in speed among the Spider Demons, and is a natural scout and herald.

It went straight to the top of the mountain, stopped in front of the dark brown spider demon, and leaned forward with its upper body of the humanoid and said, "Lord Musk, I brought two bad news. Viscount Brudo did not send troops, and abandoned all the outlying strongholds, shrinking all his lords and warriors to the vicinity of his castle. Our messenger went to ask for an audience, but had waited all day and had not been able to see Master Brudo. ”

The dark brown spider demon was Viscount Musk, and when he heard this, he was furious: "What?!Brudo, bastard!"

If Brudo does not send troops, then his army will be alone. If the human army can swallow Domer lightly, it will be able to swallow him.

Musk settled down and asked, "What's the second message?"

The Wind Spider Demon said, "Just after the reconnaissance outpost reported that the human army has reached the Black Ridge and has set up positions there. ”

"Black Ridge?" Musk's face changed suddenly, and the two hind leg limbs even shook.

The occupation of Black Ridge means that Musk's communication with the Earldom has been cut off, and now he can't do it even if he wants to join Stuka's army.

"My lord, what now?"

Musk turned around the mountain more than a dozen times before he made up his mind and shouted: "The whole army turned around and went back to Legarburg!"

Fort Legar is a fortress on the edge of Musk's territory, and although it is small, it is somewhat defensive. Musk is ready to retreat there and see where the Terran army moves.

The name of this human army was unfamiliar, and it appeared so suddenly, it was unclear whether the purpose of their invasion of the Dark Frontier was to occupy land or simply plunder resources.

is also a spider castle, and Count Stuka's castle is much more magnificent, several times larger than Musk's. At this moment, Count Stuka was standing in his study, flipping through a heavy ancient book.

Stuka was a tall, thin old man with meticulously combed gray hair, gold-framed monocles between his eyes, and a black jewel the size of his thumb hanging at the end of a chain of black metal mirrors.

It can be seen that the Count pays great attention to embellishment, and strives for perfection in every detail, which is not inferior to the most unexpected appearance of the bloodline. However, faint spots could still be seen on his skin.

It is an age spot that only appears when life is coming to an end, but it is actually a sign of the dark force in the body gradually getting out of control and slowly overflowing, causing indelible erosion on the skin. Even though Stuka had pounced on the thick powder, it was still difficult to suppress the deep color.

At this moment, there was a soft knock on the door of the study.

Annoyance flashed across Stuka's face, and he said, "Come in." He still didn't take his eyes off the page.

Entered, a Bloodliner, who looked middle-aged, handsome and elegant, and was Stuka's right-hand man. Even many of the Earl's clansmen didn't understand why he would put a Blood Clan by his side and give him so much trust.

"Your Excellency, I have the latest military information from the human invaders, so I took the liberty to disturb you. ”

Without looking up, Stuka asked, "Oh, where are they?"

"Black Ridge. ”

"Do you figure out what they're here for?"

"Not yet. ”

The Count still did not look up, and said nonchalantly, "Then wait a little longer and see what they really want to do." Deschamps, come and see, here's a legend about the Seven Sacred Vessels, it's very interesting, 'The gushing blood fountain can bring eternal youth.'"

Deschamps didn't look at the book in the earl's hand, but said a little anxiously: "Your Excellency, if you don't take action, then the viscounts on the east side of your territory will be swept away by humans!"

The earl finally raised his eyelids and looked at the blood man in front of him, until the blazing gaze forced him to lower his head, and then he said slowly: "It's nothing to sweep and flat, just rebuild." If you lose a few viscounts, then find someone to replace them, there are always guys who don't want to die. Moreover, it is now about to reach a critical moment, and my army must not move, and must firmly hold that line of defense. If something goes wrong with me, do you understand what that means?"

Deschamps lowered his eyes and did not speak.

Stuka carefully folded the pages in his hand, placed them on the table, got up and paced around the room a few times, and finally stopped in front of Deschamps, saying, "You are also of the Holy Blood race, and you should know where this storm originated. Sandwiched between those two big men, it seems that it is about to be time to choose a faction, how do you make me care about what a few ant-like Terrans are doing?"

Stuka sighed, reached out and patted Deschamps on the shoulder, asking, "Can you give me anything?"

Deschamps said smoothly: "My building is still the same as before, the oldest is the most powerful. ”

Stuka snorted, but did not continue on the subject, and after a moment he said, "I give you a thousand warriors, and grant you the right to mobilize the troops of the surrounding viscounts." This is all I can give you, go ahead, Deschamps, don't let me down. ”

"Yes, Lord Count. Deschamps was as respectful and calm as ever, without the ecstasy or panic of suddenly taking power.

Stuka sighed and said slowly, "This is a storm, if you can survive it, you will be able to open the sky." If we can't make it, we're all going to die. ”

Deschamps looked stunned and slowly withdrew from the study. Before leaving, he habitually wanted to look out the window to see the moonlight tonight, but he swept it and saw no window.

The Count dressed himself from head to toe like a high-ranking blood, but at heart he was a spider demon. This study is richly built and retro, but it is still buried deep underground.

At this moment, the Black Ridge has been illuminated brightly. Qianye stood on the top of the mountain, watching the towers rise one after another, the trenches were dug out, and the heavy artillery was being carried up to the top of the mountain by more than a dozen soldiers.

The position is about to take shape, and Qianye's heart is a lot more steady. Occupying Black Ridge separates the county and the three viscounts in the northeast, and it can be said that the goal of the western expedition is half completed.

Zhao Yuying stood beside Qianye and said, "You kid is lucky, it seems that the old spider is either entangled in something, or he is really old and confused, and he actually let you in." Now that we're in, we won't go out so lightly. ”

Qianye shook his head and said, "We have only swept away one viscount, and the main force of Count Stuka has not been damaged at all, and this battle has just begun." ”

"What are you going to do now?"

Qianye has actually been thinking about this question, "First of all, we must lead Stuka's main force out for a decisive battle." If we don't beat him to the bone, the territory we occupy will not be stable. ”

"But the old spider looked like it was about to shrink to the bottom. ”

Qianye had already made up his mind at this moment, and said, "Let him think that we are here to plunder, so he will not sit so calmly." ”

"Oh, what about the target?"

"The mines, the most important thing in this territory is the mines. ”

"Ordinary destruction is useless!"

Qianye said lightly: "A fire is burning." ”

Zhao Yuying whistled and said lightly: "Ruthless enough! This is a bit of a man's appearance! Otherwise, you are so beautiful and speak softly, I always thought that Xiaosi had found a younger sister." ”

Qianye blocked his chest in one breath, and secretly scolded himself, could it be that the girls are like you? But after getting along these days, he knows that arguing with Zhao Yuying can't take advantage of anything anyway, and it won't be any good to use his hands and feet.

Ignoring her at the moment, Qianyejing summoned the officers of the dark fire to come over to discuss military affairs.

The county of Stuka is famous for its abundance of blackstone, and unlike other veins, blackstone mines can burn for a long time even if the raw ore itself is not purified, and if there is a special igniter to ignite the associated black crystal, then no amount of water and sand can extinguish the fire.

Therefore, igniting the Blackstone Mine is a very destructive method, a fire may burn for several months, and when the fire is extinguished, not only the entire mine will basically be destroyed, but even the surrounding affected area will become a wasteland for a long time.

The Blackstone Mine is the lifeblood of this area, and only with the idea of grabbing a handful and leaving, will the Blackstone Mine be burned. And Qianye is planning to use the mine as a bargaining chip to force out the main battle of Stuka.

PS: I was brushed by the alliance leaders last night, and I was drunk three times in one night, so the chapter of the supplement will be sent tomorrow.