"Under the Chosen Crown, the priests of the Bloodscar Clan reported that the mountain was about to collapse, and they asked when you would start the general attack?"

In the cavernous passages of the Shadow Valley, a heavily armed high-ranking gnolla hunter enters Hygeson's tent and is confronted by the Overseer disposing of a giant wolf heart shrunk by voodoo.

There were also four wolf-toothed daggers in its hand, which did not look like weapons for adult gnolls, but the hunter did not dare to ask more, let alone look more, but glanced at it and lowered his head to report the battle to Xu Gesen.

The Chosen Overseer nodded, still focusing on the voodoo work in his hand, and said without raising his head as it carefully carved it with a bone carving knife:

"Prepare them now, and when the army finishes lunch, launch a mountain collapse and create a path for our warriors that leads directly to the heart of the valley, and then it's easy.

Rush in!

Kill all the bastards who dare to stand up to us! ”

"Yes! My lord. ”

The high-level hunter's spirit perked up, and his eyes brightened in the darkness.

The Grand Overseer was so decisive that it was very appetizing, much more direct than the Lord Manson Sr. who had been the Overseer before.

That's right, the war of the gnolls should be like this, a strong attack to break everything is not convinced, not to mention that now that I am outnumbered, the tunnels of those arrogant bastards before the Shadow Valley have also been blown up a lot, and they can no longer attack the team of the gnolls as wantonly as before.

Under the command of the Grand Overseer, everything is steadily improving, and now that the other party's Earth Priests have been unable to rise again under the high-intensity attrition, it is a good time to defeat the Transansians in one go!

Confidently and adoringly saluting the mighty Overseers, the story of Lord Hygson's single-handedly hunting a legendary wolf had spread throughout the barracks, and Lord Box's massive body had brought back flesh that had been eaten by the bravest of the Jackals, and even the little Kobold Overseers had gnawed a bone or two.

As long as today's war can take the Shadow Valley, Xu Gesen will completely become the absolute leader of this mixed army of Claw and Blood Scar Clans!

The Grand Overseer!

In the face of such an important thing, I still have the heart to fiddle with my own collection, and at first glance, I have the wind of a general! Just like the legendary King of the Biting Bone never personally dealt with those weak enemies, seriously, if the strong leader killed all the enemies, then what else do they need these follower warriors to do?

But in fact, Xu Gesen did not want to supervise the battle himself.

More than anything else, it wanted to crush Murphy with his own hands to announce that Translasia's spine had been broken, but the truth was that as long as Hurgeson dared to go into battle, Murphy, with his strange powers, would dare to give it a hard blow.

Under the current intensity of confrontation, once Xu Gesen is defeated in front of the army of jackals, the morale of his side will definitely be severely slashed.

In the face of such a situation, a smart guy like Uhgeson naturally knows what to do right, and it will not appear on the frontal battlefield, but it will command a general reserve of hunters and voodoo armies, ready to deal with all kinds of problems on the frontal battlefield.

This is the safest option, and a good warrior and commander should know not to expose his weaknesses to an enemy who has already made preparations.

It remained in the tent of the cave and continued to handle the voodoo trinkets made from the heart of the wolf, a native of the Splittal Clan, which was quite proficient in voodoo and which Potana had taught him how to maximize the power in the bones of his enemies.

Xu Gesen wanted to send this ornament back to his soon-to-be-born children as a little care for them from his unqualified father.

Probably because he inherited the bloodline of the King of Biting Bone, Xu Gesen's feelings are much more delicate than ordinary gnolls, but it is precisely because of this unique delicacy that Xu Gesen, who is the chosen choice of hunting, can more accurately grasp the state of the hunting lord at this time than the hunting priests of the Bloodscar Clan.

He is really waking up!

With each of Shügerson's sleeps, he hears the clearer and more anthropomorphic voice of the Lord of the Hunt.

The voice became clearer every day, like some supernatural consciousness approaching the material world, and before it could only hear the sound and perceive power, but now, when Xu Gesen closed his eyes, he could see the figure of the giant blood-colored gnoll.

Like a soap bubble, it flickered like a point of light, from the unreal to the real little by little, until one day in the future, in the prayers of countless gnolls, he was born in subspace and expanded his influence through faith to the material world.

Xu Gesen only knew that the Lord of the Hunt would cause big trouble once he was born, but after becoming the Chosen Choice of the Hunter, it became clearer and clearer about the definition of this "big trouble" because it was closer to the Lord of the Hunt.

It is precisely because he can see clearly and because he is concerned that Xu Gesen said in his heart the moment he put down the carving knife:

"Virtuous wolf, I don't know what you're doing right now. But please, do something as soon as possible, the puddle of mud foretold by Lord Philip is at hand, and once the Lord of the Hunt awakens, all gnolls will be drawn into a bloodthirsty and dark future.

That's not the tomorrow that the gnolls should have.

Please! ”

It thought so, listened to the roars and roars that echoed in its ears, and placed the unfinished bone carving in its wolf skin bag, and the moment it put it down, a loud noise in the distance exploded like a shock.

The cavern where the Overseer was located was shaking violently, smashing small pieces of rock overhead.

It was the movement of the hunting priests dismantling the mountain, and the howls of the gnolls gathered together in the violent tremors, which were excited mixed with the desire to slaughter.

That means Hugeson's plan has been accomplished.

That also means that the end of the Valley of Shadows has come!

Whissen whistled for Deathclaw, rolled over and jumped up, being carried by the wolf all the way to the platform at the front of the valley.

The next thing that caught my eye was the pillar of smoke that had formed after the mountain had cracked and collapsed, and the clattering sound of the boulders that were constantly peeling away, but no one cared about these details, and the collapsed mountain was buried downwards to form an undulating ridge that filled the rift, and the impatient Jackal clan had already launched an attack along the ridge towards the panicked valley defenders opposite.

The Grand Overseer looked at his smug design with satisfaction.

Although he did not study civil engineering and was not a qualified designer, it turned out that as long as he dared to think and do, there was no difficulty in the world that could stop the great jackals, let alone the so-called natural dangers of a mere valley of shadows.

You can't force a bridge and collapse the mountain, and the gravel that falls into the valley can make a path that allows the gnolls to pass.

"The army presses down!"

Whugson yelled at the Overseers who followed him:

"Don't give the Translancians a chance to breathe, don't give them room to maneuver, press them over with brilliant force, and force them to fight us head-on! I'll take people to prepare, you don't have to worry about the rear, go forward and kill!

This valley is ours! ”

Hygson's response was a roar of warlike intent, and several of the Grand Overseers sprang into action.

More and more armies were advancing in the form of clans along the ridges formed by the cracked mountains, and the human defenders who had previously only dared to take advantage of the terrain of the rift valley were already panicking, and by the time the third clan army entered the battlefield, the positions of the Winter Wolf Legion were already showing signs of collapse.

It's not that the soldiers aren't brave, it's not that the commander escapes, it's purely because the gnolls are too fierce.

These barbarians, who had been holding back the fire for a long time, had captured a quarter of their position in just one shot, and it was difficult for the defenders, who had been frightened by the scene of the mountain cracking that day, to react correctly in such a short period of time.

Colonel Basomyan saw that his position was suddenly in such a mess, and the heroic Nord was directly red-eyed.

He knew that in such a chaotic situation, it was impossible for his orders to reach specific commanders, and if he wanted to bring enough morale and courage to his soldiers, he had to use more direct methods.

So the fierce colonel, wielding his newly installed mechanical hand, personally led the guards and the "hungry brothers" trolls in the Valley of the Shadows heroically into the position and began to recapture the gap.

As for the bear goblin cavalry that Murphy brought over as an alien servant army, they didn't have the courage to charge the gnolls head-on, so they cunningly chose to support in other directions, such as escorting a group of wounded into the tunnel to transfer and retreat.

These guys are quite cunning, and they're actually ready to grease the soles of their feet.

But even if you escape, you have to have a discipline, not only will you fall into the pursuit of the jackals, but even if you survive successfully, you will get into trouble with the obviously very difficult Trancian because of the rebirth, even the bear goblins will not do this kind of loss-making business, but on the other hand, the four trolls of the Hungry Brothers are very "loyal".

Probably because during their time in the Shadow Valley, Murphy and Maxim never withheld their rations, causing the trolls, who eat well every day, to trust the integrity of the Vulture Clan, and Maxim said that as long as this battle can be stabilized until the time of retreat, the four brothers will be given food that they will never be able to eat in their lifetime.

Such a generous promise overjoyed the trolls with insufficient brains.

Led by the Great Overseer, the four of them ran as fast as their massive bodies dragged their thick limbs, yelling and slaughtering the gnolls on the battlefield.

These four simple guys who are full of food and food are probably the soldiers with the highest morale and constant morale among all the people on the scene.

The Nord position was frantically attacked by the gnolls, and the other troops in the valley were sure to rush to support, but Colonel Fraser and several vampire colonels commanding the Translancian army slowed down.

This was not to wait for the friendly forces to be destroyed, but to wait for the gnolls' positions to be bitten by the resistance of the Nords, and when they were too deep to escape, Colonel Fraser gave the order, and the artillery in the valley began to fire at the rear of the gnolls.

Heavy artillery bombardment severed the connection between the Gnoll's vanguard and the following forces, and at about the same time, the Transancian People's Army and the players in the valley fought their way out to support the chaotic positions.

One of the Gnoll's vanguard overseers thought his warrior would hold out at least until the end of the bombardment, but it proved to be overthinking.

The sight of thousands of soldiers armed with automatic weapons striking together was terrifying, and when a "blood vulture claw" fired forward, it easily formed a "rain of bullets" in the true sense of the word.

This thing basically hits the kobold with one shot, and when facing the fierce gnolls, a shuttle of bullets can also make the latter burst into flames immediately.

The increase in firepower from single-shot weapons to automatic weapons was by no means a single star, so that the situation between the two sides, which had to be stalemate to gain an advantage, quickly reversed, and the number of gnolls decreased very quickly, especially those jackals who were blocking the direction of the Translancian people, it was like wheat cut by a sickle, and the fire strafed one stubble after another.

Some of the fallen gnolls were not dead, but their overly strong vitality became a form of torture at this moment, because after the assault opened the rift, the shameless Trancian also used the "fire attack".

The Dragon's Breath flamethrower, which was issued along with the Vulture Claw firearms, was carried by the strongest soldiers.

They were escorted forward, and when they encountered the recalcitrant gnolls, they shot forward a pillar of flames more than ten meters away, which was instantly filled with the deterrent power of the test product created by the "True Professionals" on the battlefield, and no matter how crazy the gnolls were, they did not dare to rush forward against the jet of fire.

"! They got new weapons? ”

Colonel Basomyan, who was slashing wildly among the gnolls with his guards, glanced back, and saw the Transansians who were breaking into the position, and he cursed:

"These bastards are hiding from us! They use us as bait, cunning savages and cunning Sealanders! But at least people came, okay! It's a bit of courage not to leave us and run away, but the cowards of the Plantagenet Kingdom are doing very well.

Look, their shells hit quite accurately.

Now that reinforcements are coming, there's no need to stay here with them, let the soldiers gather in our direction and kill them with the help of friendly forces! Push your way and drive them out of my position! ”

The brave Northkee roared, but a bone arrow hit the door in the middle, causing the unlucky Colonel to tip head-on.

The arrow was so struck that it almost stuck in his armor and stabbed into his neck, blood sprayed wildly and it was hopeless, and the soldiers around him were so stimulated that they pulled out their weapons and killed the location of the gnoll overseer's sneak attacker in front of him, and when the colonel was dying, he saw a pair of blood wings suddenly open in front of his eyes.

"No, don't."

The Colonel struggled to resist that fate.

But the vampire patriarch in front of him didn't give him a chance, at the moment when his life was gone, at that moment when his willpower could not resist, the gift from midnight was pierced with cold teeth, and the transformation of fresh life was quietly infused, and a glass of eternal wine under midnight was stuffed into his hand.

Armed with a chainsaw sword, Murphy glanced at what was happening behind him, gave a thumbs up to Bonnie, who had urgently completed a near-death treatment, and then looked ahead, scanning the battlefield and spotting no visible Hurgeson and his damn wolf.

The guy shrunk and didn't dare to come to the front, but it was also the right choice.

Now that people have such a big advantage, they will come to gamble with Murphy when they are crazy, who is more loyal to fate?

"They'll be attacking the Valley of Shadows at nightfall, the positions ahead can't stop them, the Priests of Bloodscar are already on the move, the terrain is like this, and new weapons can't reverse this numerical ratio."

Beside Murphy, Maxim, who had drawn the Skull Crusher's hammer and six blood spears flying behind him, whispered:

"It's time for you to leave, master."

"But my warriors have not yet brought back victory, and Ugson has not seen with his own eyes the parting gift we left for him, so I walked away in such a gloomy manner, did I not let it underestimate me?"

Murphy shook his head and said:

"Take someone into the tunnel, Mark, and I'll stay here."

The Vampire Governor swung his chainsaw sword forward and pulled a trail deep into the ground, saying:

"I'm right here, and I'll kill whoever dares to come! I will continue to fight until Ugson shows up, as a salute to my loyal general! In addition, I learned a few new tricks. ”

Murphy smiled, raised his hand and scolded the kobold who rushed in front of him:

"In the name of the sin of foolishness, step aside! Blind followers. ”

Under Maxim's stunned gaze, Murphy used the power of the Ancestors to be convicted at this moment that only the Blood Alliance clan would use, and the kobolds who were clearly accused were screaming and rushing forward, but when they crossed the line drawn by Murphy, they triggered some kind of strange reaction.

They screamed and threw down their weapons and ran, and were beheaded by the Gnoll Warlords in the rear.

"Hmm, what a great place to practice strength!"

The vampire governor said this, moving his neck and gesturing to Maxim.

The loyal general nodded and retreated respectfully.

His master was on the path of power stronger than him, and Murphy didn't need his protection anymore.

(End of chapter)