The confrontation between the barbarians and the Erathians on the plains of Bracaton continues.

In the preceding months, the two sides had engaged in more than a dozen battles, large and small, but due to the caution of the supreme commanders of both sides, neither side was able to establish a decisive strategic advantage.

Although Gnison had defeated reinforcements from the Bracadas on the Wild Plateau a month earlier, their allies had also been dragged by the elves of the Tulaone Forest to Hammondale Castle.

Even because Gnison had taken most of the ghost beasts with him, the Barbarians were nearly wiped out when the Holy Archangel of Chetsom burst out of the Blazing Cloud City.

If it weren't for Tanan's urgent order to withdraw the army, a large number of ogre mages sacrificing themselves for the army, and then Ryan Geffenhardt was afraid that the death gaze of the brute bulls in the barbarian army would have caused unnecessary casualties to the Holy Archangel, Tanan would have been driven back to the Savage Plateau in that battle.

And when Gnison returned victoriously with more than a dozen ghost beasts and other armies, the military strength of the two sides reached a fragile balance.

Small-scale probing and harassment of logistical supply lines never stopped, but the two armies seemed to have reached a certain degree of tacit understanding, and neither Tanan nor Ryan had any intention of escalating the war at will until the final major battle came.

The two sides of the battle are like two poisonous snakes coiled high, both staring at their opponents with the most cold and vicious eyes, the sharp triangular heads and the cold snake letter are always in an attacking posture, but until they find the flaw that can kill the enemy with one blow, neither side is willing to act rashly so as not to expose themselves.

As Gnison had promised, Hag secured a captaincy under Tanan.

Of course, the great barbarian leader could not have had any impression of this little soldier, and the reason why he entrusted Haag with such a heavy task was only because of Gnison's strong recommendation, and after hearing that he had crossed the snowy mountains and crossed half the continent alone and still cared for his homeland, in order to erect a positive example in the army.

As for the fact that Haag had served under the command of humans, Gnison did not say it, and Hag was not allowed to say it.

In his eyes, it was an absolute shame for the bravest warrior of the wasteland to succumb to a human.

Haag did not argue.

Not just the titular captain, Tanan did give him a team under Gnison's hard work, and in that sense Gnison did deliver on his promise to his friends.

However, although the 500 men under Haag's command were also orcs, they did not belong to Krurod, and they had nothing in common with his former comrades.

They are from Tartaglia – werewolves.

They didn't even come to the Bracaton Plain of their own free will, and on non-combat days every fifth of them had a thick iron chain tied to their feet, and were subjected to the hardest and most tiring chores in the barracks.

Including the construction of barracks fortifications, night patrol reconnaissance, etc., it only takes a young orc with two short axes to drive a werewolf of ten to do this honestly.

There was no resistance or complaining, and the most he saw in the eyes of those werewolves from Haag was submission, confusion and despair, which made him very uncomfortable.

You must know that in Spartacus, even the most unidentified slave never lacks a glint of dignity in his eyes.

Since the founding of Spartacus, there have been countless people who have escaped from slavery and become a lord because of their outstanding training and contribution to the construction of the city, and everyone has the hope of fighting, and Lear has never betrayed his promise.

But these werewolves in front of them, these people who are the best warriors even in Spartacus, even if they remove the chains and iron balls under their feet on the battlefield, they will only wander around blindly like the walking dead.

If it weren't for the presence of a military judge with a sharp blade in the back, I am afraid that most of them would have sat down on the spot and waited for the enemy's spears and swords to penetrate their bodies.

After being enslaved for too long, you may even forget the meaning of life.

The news of Vest's killing had already reached Tanan's ears, but the news had only circulated among a very small number of high-level leaders, and then he was ordered by the Supreme Commander to shut his mouth.

Tanan still needed these Tartarians to charge for him, even if it was just cannon fodder, and when West made a pact with him to send a large number of swamp people to Krurod, he used the same unobtrusive means, and almost every warrior and beast tamer's family was threatened with death.

If they knew that there had been a drastic change in their hometown, the next mutiny would be a headache for him.

According to his original idea, these people must be consumed little by little, so now every day there are more than a dozen teams of werewolves or lizardmen who are ordered to go behind enemy lines as scouts or raiders, and when they come back, they are always wounded, and the team is no longer complete.

If a major battle is provoked, then he will not hesitate to throw these troops into the battlefield as the first echelon.

When it's gone, the problem is no longer a problem.

However, at a time when the entire army is tacitly practicing the leader's ideas, and even many werewolves themselves believe that dying early is a relief, Hag is the only outlier in the group.

He didn't jump out against Tanan, he just moved his bed to the hut where the werewolves lived.

The orcs in charge of guarding them at his orders untied the werewolves' anklets, and then chopped the heavy chains to pieces in front of everyone.

His actions did not gain the support and gratitude of the werewolves, on the contrary, when the chain broke, he even saw horror and confusion in the eyes of most werewolves, and only a few eyes had a different light.

For Haag, that's enough.

He would not refuse a reconnaissance mission sent from above, but he would never tire of saying a word to everyone who went out.

"Come back alive. ”

Even though less than half of the people who eventually came back, he never gave up.

The werewolves who weren't sent on the mission, Hag organized them for training, as he often did in Spartacus.

The only thing to be thankful for is that these werewolves are naturally good warriors, and the only reason they are the way they are is because they can't find a reason to fight.

Haag's actions quickly reached Gnison's ears, and he even came to Haag a few times, but a heated argument broke out during the last conversation.

The reason for this was that Hag demanded that the werewolves' food and living conditions be improved, and the food given to them by the barbarian leaders was a wood stalk most common on the wild plateau, with the occasional bowl of clear rice soup.

And that kind of stalk, even if Haag was at his youngest and poorest, would rather starve than eat much, not only because the taste is bitter and sour and difficult to swallow, but the juice in it can even cause blinding and paralyzing consequences if eaten too much.

However, Gnison did not hesitate to refuse his request, on the grounds that these werewolves were no different from beasts, and that sufficient food would first and foremost ensure the rationing of the brave warriors of the wasteland, and that there would be nothing extra to feed the dogs.

After the unhappy parting, Haag returned to the shack in silence, and then organized a reconnaissance team to ask Gnison for his life, but the latter thought that he had repented, and for this reason persuaded him to let the orcs or ogres lead the team to carry out such a dangerous mission, and they would be more experienced.

Gnieson deliberately raised his tone when he said the word experience, and then Hag insisted on leading the team in person, and the reluctant Gnison could only let him go, but when Hag brought back seven or eight wild boars with the team a day later, he couldn't describe his posture at that time with a rage.

The incident almost reached Tanan, but it was another female barbarian general who persuaded him to stop when he passed through Gnisson's tent.

According to the ancient law of the barbarians, whoever catches the prey is his, and this lawsuit is actually unreasonable even if it reaches Tanan, provided that Tanan will really judge according to the ancient law.

That night, the werewolves had a careful feast, and under the cold gaze of hundreds of orcs, Gnison sent more watchmen.

When the golden oil that had been roasted on the campfire was still hot and the pieces of meat were torn apart by the sharp teeth, and then the fragrant oil stains ran down the tongue to the throat and then the chest became hot, and the meat crumbs left between the lips and teeth continued to stimulate the taste buds and the sensitive sense of smell, the werewolves finally looked at Hag with a little difference.

They put the boar's leg ribs or skull on their chests and struck them lightly on their foreheads - in Tartaglia, this is a way to show respect to warriors and benefactors at bonfires.

"Eat and eat! Eating a full stomach is the most important thing, don't fix those Raushs!"

Hag smashed the bone in his hand into the forehead of the werewolf across from him, smashing out a large bag and smashing out the tears in the other's pupils.

"Eat!"

He bit the leg bone of the wild boar in front of him, and the gray-white bone marrow splashed his mouth all over his body.

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