Born and raised in Hindukr, Willyls Galloping Horse became a junior knight before the age of 30, the leader of the entire tribe's 50 demon bearers, and the most loyal servant of the Croclaw Tribe.

Today, the leader of the Curved Paws took them to the southern forest to hunt, and in the words of the chief, "Now the scorched wolf is sweeping the entire northern part of the forest, and we are there to catch slaves!" ”

The Terrans will always be the servants of the stronger, as Willys has been told since he was a child, and his mission today is to lead his own young and strong people to follow the werewolves of the Crookclaw Tribe, and provide them with logistics.

However, the Curved Claws moved too smoothly this time, and after capturing dozens of demonless ones, they began to break through to the south, completely forgetting the iron rule of the orcs: do not go deeper than 500 meters into the forest.

"Hurry up and chase me, my lord said, whoever chases as much as he can be considered a slave!"

Hearing the shouts of the leader in front of him, Willyls subconsciously looked back, the layers of trees had completely obscured his vision, and he couldn't see the plains outside the forest, or the rest of the tribe outside the woodland, and they couldn't see their situation.

Sensing the danger, Willyls shouted, "Chiefs, you can't go any further south, it's too dangerous ahead!" ”

However, the leader of the Curved Claws didn't even look back, but just said, "You TM hurry up and keep up with Lao Tzu, Lao Tzu will ...... ahead"

Suddenly, a golden light shot out of the canopy, and an arrow pierced through three orcs in succession, shattering a boulder less than 10 meters in front of Willys.

The junior knight subconsciously lay on the ground, just about to remind, but saw a black shadow above the werewolf leader falling, cleanly slashing the opponent's head, and then the white light in his hand flashed, and the surrounding werewolves fell in response, and the once powerful and powerful bending claw tribe main force was wiped out in an instant.

Not only Willyls and his people, but also the half-orcs, half-elves, and Terrans who had just escaped, were also so frightened by this brutal moment that they fell to the ground, not daring to say a word.

"Did you catch it? Did you draw down what I just looked like! This is me against a horde of orcs! This is the first time in 500 years since the Imperial Capital Knights fought against the Orcs west of the Imperial Border! Are you sure you've drawn it? Hurry up and show me, I will see this time when I apply for the court count in the future! ”

The trembling Williers heard such a passage, and his first reaction was: What Imperial Capital Knights? What the hell is going on?

He knew that there were powerful elf hunters in this forest, but the elves in front of him were too powerful, and they were simply the power to counterattack back to Inumori City.

"Surround this place, Netherlands, you take people to the edge of the forest to see if there are any other orcs or humans, you go and gather the escaped demons," a male voice appeared in the knight's ear, "Yavinni, when is this, are you still in the mood to fix these things." ”

"Didn't I kill all the orcs?" The elf said with some confusion.

However, the male voice did not ease up at all, and continued to ask: "Then do they have any support?" Are there any ambushes? Are there any new teams coming in from outside the forest? If you don't scout and do it, do you want to fight your opponent in the orc's territory? ”

Without waiting for the elf to continue to explain, the male voice said extremely sternly: "I am now the commander of the war, and you can pose and play as much as you want before the start of the fight, but the war must obey my orders!" If you don't accept it, go back to Night Qicheng! ”

"Oh~" The elf agreed in a low voice.

Willys kept his head down and didn't dare to speak, and as he tried to find more information from the conversation he had just had, he caught a glimpse of a pair of boots in front of him.

"Get up, get up and get the answer!"

The junior knight heard the order, and subconsciously bounced, the one who can command the strong must be the stronger, so he didn't dare to be a little lazy.

However, after standing still, he found that what he saw was a tall Terran, a simple human race without any elves, orcs, or other racial characteristics.

"What's your name? Why is it here, and what does it have to do with these orcs? How many orcs are there outside the woods, how many of your men? The Terrans in front of him in the form of knights said a series of questions, and Williers didn't even hear them clearly.

"Terran? Terran? ......" Willis's mouth kept repeating the word, his eyes glazed over.

"What do I ask you......" Rand was a little anxious, but seeing the frightened expression of the human in front of him, he didn't want to use force, so he said to the people behind him, "Who are you?" Hurry up and answer, my patience is limited! ”

"Your Excellency, Your Excellency!"

Behind Williers, an older demon supporter knelt down and said to forgive: "We are the galloping horse family subordinate to the Curved Claw Tribe, and we have followed the Curved Claw tribe for generations, this is our Young Master Williers, you must not hurt him!" ”

The demon bearer wept and said, "Our young master is the distant nephew and grandson of Mentor Rousseff, and the orthodox descendant of the galloping horse royal family!" He didn't hurt ...... since he was a child."

"I know he's a descendant of the Galloping Horse royal family, this place can stand on two legs, how many are not descendants of the Galloping Horse royal family?" Rand interrupted the old man angrily, and what annoyed him the most was that the Hindukr Terrans claimed to be the legitimate descendants of the galloping royal family.

Since the 760 years of the Emperor of God, after the subsidy policy of the Running Horse Fund for the Running Horse family was clear, the major orc tribes of Hindukr wantonly intermarried with the Running Horse family at that time in order to subsidize the prostitution, resulting in the orcs of the two major tribes of the forest cat and the wolf and the three major city-states can more or less be related to Rousseff, in the words of Rand, "It is a dog with the blood of the Running Horse family." ”

As soon as the old man shut up, Rand continued to ask, "Let me ask you, how much strength does your tribe and that Curved Claw tribe still have?" Where is the camp? ”

The old man poured beans into the bamboo tube and said carefully: "Curved Claw is a large tribe, there are more than 50 werewolves and orcs, hundreds of demons, and there is also a vassal tribe of deer and a cowman, our tribe has about 40 demon supporters and 200 people. Our camp is just 2 km outside the woods by the river. ”

"So they're basically finished?" Rand turned his head with a smile, looked at Netherland, and said happily, "Hurry up and prepare dinner, the good days are coming back!" ”

"Whew~"

"Galloping horses!"

The barbarians and knights around the Netherlands were all old subordinates who followed Rand before and after the salt mine, and when they saw Rand's bad appearance, they knew that they were going to go to the opposite house, and they subconsciously let out a burst of cheers.

Avenni, Halkara, and Williers Galloping looked at the cheering crowd in front of them with some confusion, not understanding what they were doing.

(End of chapter)