"Master Wanfu, I can't go on like this!"

"There must be a war, so many cat cubs, we have to let them die on the battlefield, at least let them grasp their own destiny once."

"Too many cats have died, and more than 200 of my sons and daughters have been driven out of my territory, and before they have arrived for two years, only twenty or thirty have run back to my territory."

"When they go home, they're left with bones all over their bodies."

"Woooooooooooo

The terrible cry resounded in the castle of the cat-man man, and Garnier broke down and cried, hugging the cat-man man's thigh, the cat's teeth in his mouth were crushed, and the endless blood flowed out of his mouth, staining the stone slab under his feet.

A year and five months ago, he drove 256 of his children out of his territory.

As a result, just a few days ago, twenty or thirty only skinny cat people ran back to his territory numbly.

The others are all dead.

At that moment, his heart was shattered into slag, and he was in pain.

What kind of suffering did the children suffer? will become this appearance that is worse than ghosts.

As a father, when he saw this scene, he really felt that a knife was cutting his heart one by one, and he didn't want to live, and he didn't want to live.

Garnier broke down and cried, frantically begging his wife's father for war.

He would rather let his children die on the battlefield, before dying, he worked hard with a knife, and he had the opportunity to change his fate before dying.

Instead of living outside, living a life that is worse than death.

Looking at the husband of his own daughter who was crying, and his four or five daughters who were crying outside.

Dou Da tears flowed out of the eyes of the cat man Captain Wan.

The man of the ten thousand cats knelt down tremblingly, and said in a dejected manner: "Garnier, I have no choice, the war cannot be fought at all. ”

"Those outer gods are too far away from us, and the university scholars of our cat-people clan are doing their best to forge magic warships."

"But that takes time, and forging a magic warship requires a whole magical industrial system."

"Even if the cat god has done his best to send us knowledge, eight hundred years is already the least."

This is the sorrow of the dark race.

Only those who are transcendent can possess the wisdom of ordinary humans, and the proportion of sacrifices, scholars, and scholars among the transcendents is extremely low.

The cat people now have a population of 16 billion cat people, and the total number of sacrifices, scholars, and scholars is only about 10,000.

Such a small cat, if you want to construct a complete set of magic industry system, eight hundred years is really very rare.

After all, the distance they had to fight was too far.

At every turn, it is a distance of tens of thousands, hundreds of thousands, or even hundreds of thousands, millions, and tens of millions of kilometers.

Ordinary magic warships simply can't quickly deploy troops to such a distant area and defeat the enemies there.

Only those warships that can sail thousands of miles in one day and one night can quickly invest troops to the outside world.

Magic warships, which sail thousands of miles every day, simply cannot support the military conquests of tens of billions or even hundreds of billions of troops.

And where is the magic warship that sails thousands of miles every day so easy to cast?

Magic Engine, Magic Plate, Magic Detector, Magic Shield......!

One pile at a time, one item at a time, a book can be listed just by project.

Only 10,000 scholars, sacrifices, and university scholars can get it done in 800 years, and this is already their life, and the cat god is hanging on them.

Garnier's eyes widened instantly, and then he said with madness in his eyes: "Are there hundreds of billions of enemies on those three thousand continents from time to time?" ”

"Go and fight them, occupy all those continents, and with Your Majesty's farming ability, no matter how many cats and cubs you have, you can feed them."

Of the two hundred and fifty-six kittens, only twenty or thirty skinny kittens were left running back, which had completely stimulated him.

Now he wants war, and he wants to go crazy.

Actually, it's not just that he wants war and wants to go crazy.

The entire cat people have now become volcanoes.

Countless cat people have won military merits, and in the face of today's cat people, their heirs are constantly dying miserably.

Wanting war is already their unified consensus, and the boiling war spirit is igniting, like a monstrous fire, burning everything.

Looking at Garnier's eyes, the crazy battle intent, and the mountains and rivers outside, the countless catmen thousands, centurions, tennecks and even ordinary soldiers and catmen who were secretly hiding themselves and eavesdropping on the conversation.

Captain Wan of the Cat Man had no doubt that if he dared to say a complete refusal now, the group of transcendents under his command would definitely be disappointed in him in an instant, their loyalty would drop to the freezing point, and even a monstrous hatred for him.

Later, when they went to the battlefield, after they formed an extraordinary legion, whether they would use a knife to slash at the enemy or cut a knife on his head was quite worth pondering.

After all, his current refusal is equivalent to killing their countless sons and daughters.

The revenge of killing children, the revenge of killing women, and the killing of not one or two or dozens or hundreds.

Truly their knives are made of mud.

They are a dark race, and it is okay to say that they can do nothing, but not that their knives are not good.

Slash people, slash cats, slash elves, slash ogres, whatever they cut, they are very professional.

And he himself wants to go crazy with the thought of war, he has 600,000 military merits, and in the past 20 years, with the help of 600,000 cat slaves raised by the military merit plantation and the slaves raised by his subordinates, plus the huge blood sacrifice energy brought by the blood sacrificed by those military merit winners themselves, he has already reached the top of the legend.

With only 400,000 military merits, he can become the king of the race.

For him, who now has legendary power, 400,000 military merits, it is a matter of a few hundred slaps, and if he controls the extraordinary army, a dozen slaps are enough.

It can be said that as long as the war breaks out, and he ascends to the battlefield, the king of the race, it is a certainty.

When he thought of the thirty-two races in the cat-man clan now, he enjoyed the blood sacrifice energy of more than 16 billion clansmen every year.

Look at himself again, the maximum amount of blood sacrifice energy he enjoys every year is one or two million, and the huge gap is crazy to stimulate him all the time.

Of the 16 billion clansmen, if the 32 cat-man races were divided equally, each of the cat-people races would be able to share at least the blood sacrifice energy contributed by the 500 million clansmen.

500 million clansmen, and then look at their current one or two million blood sacrifice energy, this gap is so big that it is boundless.

The gap between him and the blood sacrifice of the 500 million clansmen is only 400,000 military merits.

A strong desire that is always scratching at his heart.

His men and slaves were crazy about war, and he was crazy about it.

Killing 400,000 ordinary soldiers in a war can increase your income hundreds of times, what else is there to say, you have to do your life.

The cat-man captain hugged Kania tightly and said in a loud voice: "I'm going to the big castle and kneel down for the king of our cat-man race, even if his head is broken, he will definitely win the opportunity to go to the battlefield." ”

"Don't let those kittens be tortured to starve to death on the ground."

In addition to wanting to achieve military merit on the battlefield and reach the top, the king of the race.

Most of the one or two thousand daughters he has married out over the years have come back and wept and told him that most of his countless grandchildren have died outside.

In the face of the terrible deaths of countless grandsons, his heart and liver are also trembling.

And the number of his own sons and daughters is skyrocketing.

As a captain, he was also a powerful captain with 600,000 acres of military plantations.

Every year, the kings of the cat people will force him to give birth to or his heirs to give birth to about 2,000 children.

In the past 20 years, he and his heirs have almost given birth to about 300,000 children.

The family founded by his bloodline is already quite large.

Six hundred thousand acres of plantations may seem like a lot, but with the rate at which his sons are reproducing, they simply won't last long.

After all, from one to two, it takes a year.

From two to four, it takes two years.

Four to sixteen, it takes three years.

Sixteen to two hundred and fifty-four, it takes four years.

From two hundred fifty-four to sixty-four thousand five hundred and sixteen, but only five years.

The further they go, the larger the numbers, the exponential increase in the rate of reproduction.

The 300,000 cat-people who live in his territory and have his bloodline will have to fill his 600,000 acres of territory in less than five years.

Thinking of the situation that five years later, his grandson, granddaughter, grandson, and other bloodlines will be driven out of the territory, left to fend for themselves, and die miserably.

The thirst for war, that is a mad upward movement.

Hearing the captain's promise, Garnier instantly felt hope and wept silently.

Then, again, there is a reincarnation.

A day later.

The cat-man captain hugged the thigh of the king of the cat-man race, and cried: "My relatives, it is a piece of death." ”

"One by one, they were driven out of the territory and turned into skinny bones, tortured to death."

"King, how can you just look at it like that?"

"There's your grandson in there, too, and your daughter has cried to me countless times."

"Every time my heart is cut by a knife!"

"It can't go on like this!"

The cat man was crying like a child, and more than two dozen cat women were also crying not far away.

It was the daughter of the king of the race who married into the family of the Captain.

Many, many of the children born to the cat man and them have been married, and their grandchildren, in the current situation of the cat people, are really dead one after another.

The emotions of female cat people themselves are much richer than those of male cat people, facing their grandchildren, granddaughters, and deaths in pieces.

In addition, their own daughters also ran back from time to time, crying, and saying how miserable their children were.

Naturally, they were also distressed and couldn't breathe.

After all, they are all relatives, and if they break their bones, they are still connected to the tendons, and the pain in their hearts is really being cut with a knife.

This time he was about to ask the king of the race for war, and they ran over without hesitation, crying worse than he did.

The king of the cat man race, looking at the chaotic scene in front of him, his head was several times bigger.

In particular, he could feel that outside his own large castle in the outside world, the captains who slipped around under him basically ran over, and the captains and centurions were also not less, and they were all eavesdropping.

His children, his children, his children, and his children, all pricked up their ears.

You must know that the third-order transcendent legion under his command is composed of these ten thousand commanders, thousand commanders, centurions, and even his own descendants.

If he refuses today, their loyalty will drop almost predictably.

In the future, when he fights, it is very doubtful whether the powerful third-order transcendent legion comparable to the peak of the demigod will slash the knife into the enemy's body or the body of the king of his race.

As a result, the king of the cat man race instantly burst into tears in his eyes.

Gritting his teeth, he said: "I'm going to ask Your Majesty to attack the three thousand continents around me and fight for a way out for the descendants of our cat people." ”

As soon as the words fell, the loyalty of a large circle of third-order powerhouses in the outside world to the king of the race skyrocketed by dozens of percentage points in an instant.

The eyes that looked at the king of the race were full of reverence.

This is a good boss, Her Majesty Elena who has the air to get up, how can it be so easy to ask.

If you don't get it right, it's possible to be eaten.

As for why the target of the request is Elena, of course, it is because the dependents of the Dragon Alliance know it.

Their Emperor His Majesty likes to sleep, and when the right time comes, he will start a war, and without the right time, if he wants to go to war, it is impossible.

And Her Majesty Queen Eliza is a magic dragon, and the magic dragon represents absolute sanity, and now that the magic battleship has not been built, it is impossible for the other party to agree to the request for war with rational thinking.

It seems that only by courting Her Majesty Queen Elena, who is fighting in love, can there be a glimmer of hope and launch a large-scale war.

After all, sometimes their requests to His Majesty the Emperor are really not worthy of a coquettish and cute of His Majesty Queen Elena.

Their Emperor Majesty is very fond of this.

Before I saw it, Elena had lost many large-scale battles, but she didn't have any.

Ace waved his hand and said, it doesn't matter if the 80 million army is dead, I will give you another 800 million, and you continue to take them to fight.

If 800 million is not enough, you will be given another 2 billion!

How so?

Ace is very generous to his loved ones.

Gold coins, blood sacrifice energy, and high-level true spirits were all given to them at least half, and he had a mouthful of meat to eat, so half of this piece of meat must be his two sisters'.

Uplink and down.

Ace attaches so much importance to feelings and protects his shortcomings so much.

The kings of the following races, the captains of 10,000 people, the captains of 1000, the commanders of 10 and even the soldiers, of course, have the same example.

They all attach great importance to feelings.

I didn't see Garnier, obviously his territory only had a maximum of 400 cat people, and he himself had to consume a quarter of the resources, plus his own wife, overall, he could raise more than 200 cat cubs at most.

As a result, after reaching 500 cat people, they chose to drive out some of the cat people to fend for themselves.

Before, he had been saving food, and almost the whole family couldn't eat enough.

In the end, there was no choice, so I made a choice.

If it were elsewhere, as early as two or three hundred cat people, it would have already begun to be screened, where would there be five hundred cat people.

In the end, Garnier saw his children and grandchildren living so miserably outside.

Without saying a word, the twenty or thirty children who ran back were accepted back again, and they had to be supported even if they were hungry.

Then, he couldn't stop crying, he didn't even care about face, he hugged the thigh of the captain and didn't let go, desperately trying to fight for his children to live.

He has really done the best for his children and grandchildren.

After all, even before he drove his children out, he let the other party go through military training that could be fed for half a year, and then the equipment was all made up for the other party.

In his thoughts, the sons and daughters who are fully armed and united, even if they go outside to grab the fish in the border of those cat people's territory, there is a great probability of survival.

As a result, the reality is extremely cruel, and what he can think of, other cat-man lords can also think of.

He values affection and is willing to pay a great price for training and equipping his children, while other lords are not emotional, and are not willing to pay a great price for training and equipping their children?

How can it be?

The advantage of his sons and daughters is only a little more than that of the children of soldiers and the children of the ten masters when they are trying to survive in the outside world.

The king of the cat man race is also difficult to ride a tiger now.

His third-order transcendent legion was made up of the big cats under him.

The most important thing is that his subordinates are either his sons, children, or his sons-in-law.

All of his meows are his own people, or the kind of blood relationship.

Now he can't refuse, let alone refuse, and the feelings in his heart make him even more unable to refuse.

"Please rest assured, if you go to the battlefield, my children and grandchildren and I will definitely charge to the front and use blood to pave a bloody road to the sky for the size of my cat people."

The cat man's eyes were red, and he gritted his teeth and said resolutely.

When the words fell, the daughters of more than 20 kings of the cat-man race also raised their heads at the same time, and said in a loud voice: "Father, we are also willing to charge ahead, and we will not regret dying in battle. ”

Their eyes have been resolute to the extreme!

"Please rest assured, we are also willing to pave the avenue with our blood to help my cat people develop and grow and become immortal."

At this time, one roar after another spread outward along the perimeter of the large castle.

All of a sudden, the mighty sound waves dispersed the dark clouds in the sky, and the will of the entire cat clan had become one.

War, war, war.

The boiling war spirit has been completely ignited and turned into a war that burns everything.

Just waiting for the beginning of the war, ushering in a new life in the flames.

And the king of the cat-man race walked towards the floating city with a solemn expression.

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