"Kill them all, kill them all!" Instantly Hide was stupid: "You're lying to me, aren't you? There are thousands of elite werewolves there, how can they be slaughtered, what are you kidding? Even if the elite of the Mali Kingdom is dispatched, it is impossible to kill them all, how is it possible, how can it be ・・・・・・." ”

Hade couldn't believe Mo Xuan's words, but judging from Mo Xuan's performance, it didn't look like he was lying, no one could stay calm after hearing his news, and lie to him so calmly.

"Nothing is impossible! You can go. Mo Xuan waved his hand: "Let them all go." ”

The barbarian warriors behind Mo Xuan who were holding the captives released the captives beside them, and after glancing at them with contempt, they turned and stepped into their chariots.

"Let's go. On the chariot, Mo Xuan happily gave orders, he was so happy, today's information was so useful, the big stone pressing on his heart these days was like being blown up by a bomb, and disappeared, and the whole person felt a lot more relaxed.

"Wait, put our wolf down, that's ours. Heide, who came back to his senses, was very happy when he saw that Mo Xuan was leaving, but when he saw that Mo Xuan was going to take their wolf away, he immediately panicked.

In the vast prairie, without a mount, it is too difficult to walk on two legs alone, not to mention that there is a wolf that can walk faster. Let's just say that there is a large temperature difference between day and night on the prairie, and the wolves still carry their wraps, bedding and other cold items, if they don't have these, they will be half sick that night.

"What is yours?" Mo Xuan didn't answer, until Fern spoke, and Finn's face was not good-looking, and he glared at Hide angrily, not caring about the strength of the Blade Sword Master at all.

"The wolves, of course. A young werewolf next to Hide looked up at Finn and pointed to the taller, muscular wolves.

"Whew. Finn laughed, laughing unscrupulously, and the faces of the newly liberated werewolves who laughed were even more ugly: "Maybe those wolves just now were still yours, but now they are ours, and you are the captives we have released, the captives we have just released, understand!"

Suddenly, the faces of Haide and his subordinates became even more ugly, but they had to admit in their hearts that Finn was right, because this is what it takes to survive on the prairie.

"Ha, let's go. Finn shouted, and the chariot slowly started, and the rumbling wheels gradually moved away, leaving behind the black werewolf with a dejected look on his face.

"Chief, what are we going to do?" the young werewolf who had just spoken asked as he looked at Have, looking at the bleeding wounds and tattered leather armor on Hide's body, and the light in his eyes dimmed.

After thinking for a moment, Hade spoke, "Let's go, go to our tribe." ”

"Isn't it true that if we don't go to the big army, we'll be punished by the big chief!" said the young werewolf in surprise, the big chief he was referring to was the chief of the wind werewolf tribe, Abigai's father.

"No, if I'm right, Abigai won't be able to hold it up, and if we go back, we'll be scapegoated. Head said thoughtfully.

"Why. The young werewolf was a little puzzled.

"How long have we been following them, how many tribes have they destroyed along the way? There must be a great shortage of food ahead now, and we happen to be in charge of investigating this matter, Abigai will definitely blame us for the defeat. Hide continued, a sneer on his face, but a thick resentment in his eyes.

"How can they do that?" the young werewolf shouted angrily, his own worldview suddenly subverted, why did the werewolf tribe, which should be very straightforward and pure, have so much dirt.

"Why can't they do that?" asked Head, rhetorically.

The young werewolf suddenly held his face red, and he could only kick away the clod of dirt in front of him in hatred.

Hade patted the young werewolf on the shoulder: "Boy, no place in this world is clean, even the gods in the sky have all kinds of filth, you still have to study hard." ”

"Yes. The young werewolf nodded heavily: "Then chief, where are we going when we find the tribe?"

"We went to the chaotic zone of the north. ”

"Ah・・・・・・. ”

"Scared?"

"Nope. ”

・・・・・・

"Father. Abigay fell to his knees and lowered his head, and his face was his father, Buffima.

"Yes. On the seat in front of Abigai, a silver-white werewolf who was slightly old, but just as tall and muscular, and his eyes were shining, snorted softly.

This gentle snort made Abigai's body snort into a cold sweat, as a prince of a large tribe, Abigai has been well cultivated since he was a child, what a mentor and friend, what a big tonic doesn't know how much to eat, it can be seen from the fact that he just turned twenty years old and became a sword master.

However, although she is a swordsman, Abigai does not dare to have any bad thoughts about her father.

One is because his father's authority is too heavy, there are dozens of large werewolf tribes under a super-large wind werewolf tribe, as for the small and medium-sized ones, there are even more than a cow's hair, the wind werewolf tribe, including the tribes under its jurisdiction, add up to tens of millions, don't look at the Mali Kingdom's resistance and victory every year, that is because the Wind Werewolf tribe positions the Mali Kingdom as a place for military training, otherwise a mobilization order will come down, and the huge werewolf sea may directly submerge the Mali Kingdom.

The second is that until now, although Abigai is already a swordsman, he still doesn't know how high his father's strength is, and every time he meets, the sense of fear and depression is like facing an imminent overturning mountain, which can drive him crazy.

"Father, this is the case・・・・・・. Abigai began to explain, slowly telling the story that she had discussed with her men along the way.

The gist is that all the blame is not on him, and he blames human beings for being too insidious and cunning.

"Yes, good job. Buffima whispered a word from his mouth.

"Whew. Abigai suddenly felt a lightness on her body, and her sweaty body was restored to her control.

"Father?" asked Buffima, a young werewolf beside him who was somewhat similar to Abigai. He is Abbigay's eldest brother, Birdwin.

Last time, Abigai buried tens of thousands of gray werewolves in Arrowstone Fort and his father scolded Abigai fiercely, and now the situation is very different from last time, this time the slaves alone lost tens of thousands, not to mention the elite werewolves buried in the mouths of mosquitoes.