The news of the defeat of the Black Flame Pass was blocked by the Bloodscar Clan, and the current Splitting Claw Clan only knew about their hundreds of thousands of vanguard armies and the defenders of the Black Flame Pass.

But some strange situations can be guessed without knowing the truth, such as a series of astral tearing incidents that have occurred in the territory of the Splitting Claw Clan in the past half a month, which is a very obvious act of revenge, only for the Splitting Claw Clan and the frequency is so high, and the gnolls leaders of other clans are not stupid.

They have realized that something is wrong.

But for the Splitterclaw Clan, these are nothing, the destruction of an army of more than 100,000 troops alone is enough to break the bones of this great clan, leaving them with only one option, which is to respond to the call of the Grand Overseer of Hygeson and devote all the remaining warriors to the attack on Transnesia.

Only by capturing Translasia and causing horrific slaughter there can the clan's already precarious reputation be restored.

And for more realistic reasons, they will only be able to recover after this catastrophe if Translasia has plundered enough to open the way for subsequent armies to enter the core of the continent.

The Jackals' racial tradition is not benevolent, they are loyal supporters and practitioners of Darwin's ecology, if this is not a time of war, the current weak posture of the Splitting Claw Clan will definitely trigger the bad result of a group attack, and even those small and medium-sized clans that were originally vassal to Splitting Claw will bite their masters fiercely at this time, so as to eat with a mouthful of oil.

Such incidents have happened many times before.

In the era of the Bone Biting King, there were no such chaotic clans as Claws, Whiptails, Broken Teeth, and Blood Scars, all of which rose out of the chaos that followed the defeat of the Fourth Black Plague.

The Claw Clan had been cornered by the defeat of the Black Flame Pass, and they had no choice.

How to stabilize this shaky situation at this time is the biggest challenge for Portana's successor, but fortunately, Xu Gesen already has the "loyal ally" of the Bloodscar Clan, so that it still has enough appeal and deterrence to pull the last army of the Splittal Clan.

In the staging ground provided by the Bloodscar Clan, a valley a hundred kilometers from the Mossy Valley towards Transnesia, the newly promoted Hunter Chosen Shügerson was sitting on the hunting throne provided by the Bloodsred Clan, listening to the reports of several Grand Overseers in front of him.

This throne was an item used by the King of Biting Bones back then, and it was not very luxurious, and even the favorite skull decoration of the jackals was very small, and it looked very "plain" and not barbaric.

But every skull inlaid on the throne polished from the skull of the Thunder Lizard King has a history, and the small number cannot hide its high quality.

They were the most valuable enemies that Lord Philei had hunted in battle, the Hilllords, the Ranger Generals, the Moon Priests, the Songhai Priests, the Halfling Technicians, the Vampire Governors, and several of humanity's most famous heroes.

No one dared to underestimate the deterrent power of this throne, and in the past hundred years, even the wildest gnoll chieftain did not dare to covet it, and Gelman Biting Bone had asked the Bloodscar Clan five times or three times, but Chief Amot ignored it at all, and only thought that the Biterner King was practicing oral gymnastics.

To the Bloodscar Clan, Gelman Bitten was a poor imitator, and to give the throne to him would only tarnish the glorious testimony.

At this time, Xu Gesen, who was sitting on the top of the Malaysian Golden Knife, also showed a different temperament from the past.

It was replaced with a set of Chosen Wararms made by the Bloodscar Clan, the blood-colored paint made this thing look very glamorous and oppressive, and the full-coverage armor enveloped every part of Hurgesen's body, and even the tail was equipped with bone tail armor.

But a golden-red mane spread from the neck of the armor, making it look like a lion in human form.

With scarlet and filthy fangs in his left hand and a wolf's death claws under his right hand, his gaze was cold and majestic, and the pinch of white hair on his forehead had become a red finish after the Chosen Ceremony.

It's like a third blood-colored pupil that opens.

In front of it, the summoned Claw Overseers did not dare to be presumptuous.

A few of the Gnoll Overseers from the Splittals Clan may have had other thoughts in mind, but when they saw for themselves, with the full support of the Bloodscar Clan, and even a three-hundred-man hunting elector, as the new chieftain of the guard, they immediately gave up on what they thought and respectfully addressed Hygeson as "Master".

Portana's time is over.

Her last wish came true, her most perfect work ascended to the Chieftaincy, and the only irony is that it all advanced and her failed efforts had little to do with it.

"Our territory has been badly damaged, Master Xugesen."

An old gnoll priest trembled and said:

"Not only have the places where the troops were stationed destroyed and polluted by the evil goatmen with the power of the astral plane, but also those important potions fields, our harvest this year is gone, and the people are going to starve.

To make matters worse, the mushroom farms that the Portana Mother had beneath the Plains of Ash were also destroyed.

Just two days ago, our guards spotted the invasion of elves and goatmen, and they bravely fought it, but we were caught off guard by the sinner dwarves who had slain from the underground, and the bastards who lived on the edge of the gray desert destroyed the mushroom fields with bombs, and forced back the nezumi who lived even further underground.

The weapons that we prepared for war have lost their most important materials. ”

"But you still have a formed plague barrel in your hands, do you?"

Hurgeson spoke in a dumb voice, not very bright, but it made the old jackal shake his body, and he said:

"Yes, there is, but"

"We don't need those things anymore! It is clear that the plague will not be able to defeat the Translansians, especially their war spirits. Bringing these things with you will require specialized plague warlocks to keep them, and then we need to quickly break through the barren mountain area, the mountain roads are difficult to navigate, so we should send these things to the Brass Fortress. ”

The priest of Manson, beside Shügson, whispered:

"Chief Gelman was very angry with the withdrawal of the Bloodscar Clan, and this batch of plagues was just the right way to quench his anger, and there was a siege war over there, so the Plague Barrel obviously had room to play better. What do you think? Your Chosen Excellency. ”

"Well, very safe thinking, so let's do it."

With a wave of his hand, Shügesen agreed to Manson's suggestion.

This gesture of "being good as a stream" also made Priest Manson very satisfied, which showed that Hygeson was still under the control of the blood scar.

"Isn't it true that our people have lost their food source because of the Trancian attack, and they are about to go hungry, is that the primordial motivation of every black plague?"

Hügsen stroked his own wolf, and he said:

"Summons all members of the Splitting Claw Clan and the sixteen vassal clans! We don't have enough soldiers, but it doesn't matter, every gnoll is a natural warrior, so that the females are also ready for battle.

Take those cubs that are taller than the wheels and let them grow fast in the war.

I and the few remaining Claw Warriors will be at the forefront, and my fellow Bloodscar Clan will assist us in breaking through to the battlefield of Translasia.

Claw can't live on your knees!

In the aftermath of the catastrophe, we will either take new territory as victors or sacrifice to the battlefield.

This is the fate of the jackals, there is no compromise to speak of! ”

The order stunned the Claw Overseers, but they soon realized that the new Chief wasn't joking.

It really decided to emulate the real Black Plague to carry out a "wave of the whole family", which was really a surprising situation, but if you think about it, there is nothing wrong with Xu Gesen's master's considerations.

Rather than wait until the clansmen do start killing each other because of hunger, it's better to give it a go while they can fight back now.

What's more, even if there is an opposing opinion in his heart, who would dare to raise it at this time?

If you look at the cold gaze of Xu Gesen's master at himself as an "old man from the previous dynasty", you can know that whoever dares to give the new chief eye medicine at this time is waiting to be caught and be a model.

Jackals are not good thinkers, but no fool is in the position of Overseer.

They quickly accepted the order and turned away to convey that with the speed of the Jackals' mobilization, the entire Splittal Clan would enter a state of all-out war in a month at most, when the members of the Splittal Clan in the entire Dark Mountains would be advancing towards Transnsia, regardless of their age, gender, or identity.

That's right!

This is the mobilization power that the Black Plague should have!

After the Overseers left, Hygeson fell silent, clearly pondering something, but the Manson priest beside him did not disturb him, like a loyal hunting servant.

A few minutes later, Hugeson spoke:

"I pledge all of the Splitclaw Clan's territories in the Dark Mountains, Priestess Manson, and I hope to lend a shipment of food and armament from the Bloodscar Clan for the march. I'll leave some people in the territory, and you can send someone to receive them now. ”

"Huh?"

Manson didn't expect Xu Gesen to be so decisive, this guy is really going to bet everything on a last ditch effort?

It blinked and said:

"But the clan territory on the Ash Plains was snatched from the goatmen by Potana when she was young, and it is because of this merit that she can become the great chief of the Splitting Claw Clan, and she just gave it away, isn't it some."

"If I fail, it's only a matter of time before the Splitclaw Clan falls, so what's the use of keeping the best and most fertile land? It's nothing more than fat in the eyes of other clans. ”

Xu Gesen waved his hand and said loudly:

"I'm not deceiving my Overseers, this will be a real leap for the Claw Clan, Trancia will either become our new territory or our graveyard, there is no third option!"

"Good!"

Manson applauded with satisfaction:

"This is the amount of the hunting god's choice! Gelman is too bad in every way compared to your determination, and sure enough, there is a reason why the Lord of the Hunt favors you.

I'll relay your request to Chief Amot, there's still a shipment of food to supply you in Mossy Valley, but we're short of wolves with enough weapons and ferocity, and I'm afraid you'll have to make a deal with the Whiptail Clan. ”

"I'm not in the mood to talk to a fox like Old Singh, that's not my area of expertise."

Shügeson stood up from the hunting throne and said to Manson:

"I'll leave this task to you, the Bloodscar Clan will come forward to distribute our territory, I don't care if we lose money, I just want to see that my people don't have to fight with claws and teeth at least when they set foot on the battlefield.

Even the recipe for the psionic plague that my adoptive mother treasured, and the mysteries of the voodoo spells of our Splittal Clan

These can be discussed!

But I have a war ahead of me, Lord Manson, I don't want to lose, and I don't have that much time to spend on this kind of trade, and I'll set out with my soldiers this afternoon.

I'm going to take Fort Courage first, as the moment to light the flame of revenge for the gnolls. ”

"There's no need to waste time there, Xu Gesen, you can take the soldiers to the Barren Mountains."

Manson blinked and said:

"After the fall of the Black Flame Pass, Fort Courage is already an isolated city, and since the Bloodscar Clan is going to participate in the war, then leave the hard bones to us. As priests and followers of the Lord of the Hunt, we are also to offer victorious sacrifices to our gods. ”

It's shameless to say that.

Laying siege to Fort of Courage on a battlefield already in ruins was obviously less difficult, at least on the surface, than entering the barren mountains that had been hardened by the Trancian people, who had been hardened by the Transians.

This Manson kept saying that the 100,000 elites of the Bloodscar Clan would be dispatched by Xu Gesen, but in reality, he still wanted to make the Splitting Claw Clan take on a dangerous mission, so that the Bloodscar Clan could pick up those better bones.

This is understandable.

Even after the birth of the Lord of the Hunt, the civilization of the Gnoll still has a leader who walks in the mortal world, and the class between clans still exists, awakening the Lord of the Hunt will allow the Bloodscar Clan to win supreme transcendent status, but the Bloodscar priests not only want status, they also want power!

In such a war, whoever can save more power in the final victory will naturally gain more power in the next era of the gnolls.

This little bit of caution can't be concealed from Xu Gesen, but the Hunter Chosen has no opinion on it, and behaves like a top thug who obeys his words.

A perfect puppet.

It was clear that this was what the hunting priests of Bloodscar wanted to see.

And this Manson priest who single-handedly contributed to Hygson's becoming the Chosen Hunter is obviously the "Overseer", or Controller, sent by the Bloodscar Clan to the new Chosen One.

Another dog chain was placed around Hygeson's neck, and the Bloodscar Clan thought it would be able to control it.

Very good.

Let them continue to have this feeling of victory, like the "advantage is mine" mentality of Chief Potana when he ordered the plague to be used.

The Hunting God agreed to five successive demands from Lord Manson with a blank face, without even a single whimper of disapproval, like a young gnoll overwhelmed by vengeance and rage, bent on leading his army to fight the Trancians to the death.

Just casually gave Manson the real control of this legion.

"Then, it's time for you to go to your army and prepare for the battle, Your Chosen Crown."

Manson used a rather curious word to describe Hugeson, who nodded, and buckled his blood-red helmet over his head to hide the king's countenance, and the fierce claws on it left the place of deliberation, followed by six hunters who carried the throne used by the Bone-biting King.

As they all left, Manson let out a sigh of relief.

It summoned an apprentice and said to it:

"Convey my order to the Overseer of Shut to take its clan to Fort Courage at once, and I give it seven days to capture that place as the Bloodscar Clan's garrison in the direction of Transasia.

Then to Chief Amot, say that our Chosen One is as wise and courageous as he was planned, and that his most precious trait is that he knows how to ask the wise men and take the right advice, and that he is filled with the fire of vengeance, which is enough to make him the best trampler of God.

Let the Chief send someone to take over the best of the Splittal Clan's realms, and those psionic lands will become the many sacred places of the Lord of the Hunt in the next era.

I'll follow it through the Black Flame Pass to make sure everything is in the clan's plans.

Don't worry about the future of the Bloodscar Clan, that future is already in our hands! Oh, and by the way, don't forget to send the core members of the clan to personally escort that batch of psionic plagues to the Gorgon Pass.

Gelman Biting King is an easily satisfying character who will forget about the skirmishes that preceded them because of the weapons of war in place.

Of course, when it commands its army into the Genoa Peninsula, the Bloodscar Clan will also have our share of the hunt. ”

The apprentice carefully recorded a series of orders from Lord Manson and went to convey them, and the old Manson, who was full of ambition, stood on the high place, looking down at the army that was gathering in the valley to set off.

It was the "Avenger Army", re-recruited by the Splittal Clan, and the only remaining 60,000 elite and 40,000 brute soldiers of the Bloodscar Clan, which was the vanguard used by Hygesen to break the road to Transasia.

They may eventually run out, but that's the fate of the gnolls.

Ever since the day they awakened and moved in the Dark Mountains, they had learned to trade their lives for what they craved.

First it's food, then territory, and finally victory.

For the first time, the Age of the Bone King gave the Gnolls a great purpose and learned to conquer, and in the coming era, the Gnolls seem to be back to the beginning of civilization, and once again, they are fighting for survival again.

"What a sight."

Manson stroked the corrosive wound on its claws, and in the throbbing of its claw blade, which was covered with filthy power, it touched the very peculiar pendant hanging from its neck, and whispered:

"O Lord of the Hunter, we offer all these to you, and in the twilight of the world that will eventually come, in the fire of destruction that consumes all things, and bless us."

(End of chapter)