Behind Toifler Wolf is Ivy Ivtien, who wears a black cloak.

Originally, Ivy Ivtien didn't want to participate in their interracial internal meeting, but Toifil Wolf insisted again and again, and Ivy knew that he had no capital, so he didn't dare to refuse.

Seeing Toifele come in, all the leaders stood up in unison and greeted each other in a chaotic manner.

After their eyes swept over Ivey, everyone's eyes froze.

Mankind!

It's clearly human!

The leader of the Organic Intelligence had already thought that he had always heard that the Wolf Clan had a secret deal with humans, and perhaps this person was the one.

Ivey's eyes drooped slightly, playing the role of a transparent person.

It was also the first time he had seen so many aliens of different races, especially the Elephant Terrans.

After a sweep, I saw the person in front of the seat, close to three meters tall, with gray-blue skin, looking full of defensive power, wide face and square mouth, full of oppression.

"The Elephant Terrans are here, and it seems that Toifil is not lying, he really wants to take over the Barron completely."

Toifler was not as fierce as ordinary werewolves, and greeted the leaders gently.

Then he sat down and said in a deep voice:

"Everyone understands this operation, I won't say more."

"Tomorrow we will officially launch an attack, with Solvay Urso as the main body, to test the strength of the human race."

At the second seat of the seat, a slightly rickety man nodded in agreement.

He was thin, with deep-set eyes and a lock of long hair on his forehead.

Solvay Ersor, a gnoll man, a member of the Urso tribe in the Howling Grasslands, has always been known for his large number of people.

Toifil then named several of the chieftains, and arranged tasks one by one, either to attack, or to find timber as a siege ladder, or to besiege and cut off the city of Plenty.

The most important thing is that he assigned a task to the Elephant Terrans, which was to attack the city head-on.

After the gnolls were tempted, if there was no accident, the elephant tribe would break through the city gate head-on, and then the army would break through.

……

At the end of the multi-tribal meeting, the leaders returned to their tribal camps.

Even the other werewolf leaders said hello and left.

Although they are all werewolves, just like the kingdom of humans, werewolves also have their own tribes, such as the Wolf tribe, which is now dominant, and Stanton, Burrigues, etc., who are fighting together this year.

Gnoll tribal camp.

When Solvay Ersor returned to the camp, he angrily smashed a slap table.

Every year when they invade, they let the gnolls be the vanguard, but when the benefits are divided, the gnolls can only drink soup, which is far inferior to the werewolf clan.

He could see where the gnolls were to test the power of the human race.

It is clear that the werewolf clan wants to use this to weaken the power of the gnolls.

In fact, Solvay Ersor did not approve of invading the Baron's Territory, as that would completely provoke a war with the Kingdom of Saidus.

In the event of a full-scale war, their gnolls will inevitably suffer heavy casualties, and most of the only ones who will benefit in the end are the werewolves.

"The werewolf clan's eating appearance is getting more and more ugly!"

Cursing in resentment, Solvay Ersor left the camp to arrange for tomorrow's attack.

……

The night was low, and there was no one on the streets of Plenty City.

William sent Gouland and Justter to the door, repeating the instructions for their safety.

Don't be greedy for merit, don't be in love with war!

Two great knights, as well as 100 soldiers, took advantage of the darkness of the night to clamp their horses.

William stood at the head of the city, his eyes faintly looking at the camp of the alien race in the distance, and from the observation and analysis of the day, he knew that the next battle must be a tough battle.

Although he had the advantage of the city wall, the city wall did not have a great effect in front of the alien race.

Whether or not tonight's night raid will succeed is a matter of morale.

"William, why don't you let me go, as long as I go, I'll burn him all."

It was Seleni who spoke, and she leaned beside William with the bear in her arms.

Hearing her words, William shook his head slightly.

When playing cards, who will turn over the hole cards for people to see, of course, can hide as long as long, used at critical moments to maximize the benefits.

It didn't take long for the alien camp in the distance to suddenly burst into flames, like meteors bursting, splashing the sky with sparks.

Suddenly, there was a noise, a roar, and a wolf howl......

The entire alien camp suddenly changed from quiet to noisy, and gradually boiled over the sky.

"It's done!"

"My lord, it seems that Just, they succeeded!" Psychius breathed a sigh of relief.

It seems that the enemy is indeed very arrogant, and did not expect them to attack at night at all.

Of course, it also has to do with the weakness of the Barron Collar over the years.

This made the aliens develop an arrogant character, and regarded the Barron as a weak and bullied sheep, unaware that it was now the Tiger in power.

"No, I can't say for sure yet, I hope they can come back safely."

Looking at the bright sky reflected by the flames, William beckoned behind him: "Scott, prepare to go out of the city to respond." ”

"Yes!"

When the soldiers at the city gate saw the flames, they were immediately refreshed.

Through the flames of the night, they seemed to hear the wails of the aliens.

It hadn't happened in years, and the soldiers didn't remember any victories they had ever had in battles with aliens.

Every year of foreign invasion, the soldiers' faces will be trampled severely.

Now, is it time to trample back?

If it weren't for the military discipline requirement that they not make noise, they even wanted to laugh out loud, even though they couldn't speak, their eyes and eyes became more and more burning, and they didn't know whether they were reflected by the flames or their hearts.

In the interracial camp, Justt and Gouland converge, and the two of them had a smile on their faces.

"Fruitful, let's withdraw!"

"Evacuate, retreat!"

Without saying a word, he hurried back with the soldiers.

At this point, there is no need to think about concealment, and the horses can run as fast as they can. Listening to the noise coming from behind, and the crackling of the flames, everyone was elated.

He hadn't gone far when one of the soldiers let out a terrible wail.

"Ahh

It was the soldier who walked last, and the next second, a few more howls came.

"Oh no, the enemy is catching up!" Justler stopped his horse and turned around on the spot, and said urgently: "Guland, you take everyone to go first, and I will come to the back of the palace." ”

Hearing Just's words, Gouland suddenly thought of something.

The faces of the second prince and the seventeenth prince came to his mind.

Suddenly, Gurlanda grabbed Just's hand, "You go first, I'll come to the palace!" ”

Without waiting for Justt to speak, he kicked Just's horse on the buttocks, allowing Justt to continue to return and allowing himself to drive his horse towards the enemy.

"......" Justt was stunned.

He had the impression that Guland was relatively taciturn, and rarely acted impulsively.

Why did you kick his horse?

"I didn't say that I can only be the queen alone......"

Just smiled and shook his head as he told the soldiers to retreat, and he followed Gouland's back.