"I thought the old guy was going to break his cane and shout allegiance."

Seeing that Old Singh was personally sent out of the secret place of the meeting by Old Senke, the long lion beast with sweet roots in his mouth complained:

"Really, just now it was one step away from the famous scene of breaking the cane, anyway, this old Singer doesn't look like a good person, in the face of the solicitation of Lord Murphy and Lord Virtuous Wolf, this guy actually dares to negotiate conditions?

With the normal development of the plot, maybe in a few years, this guy will be the villain we must get rid of. ”

"Well, that's true under normal circumstances, but you didn't take into account the current state of civilization of the gnolls."

The white wolf, who chose the form of the ancient jackal, sat on his throne wolf and explained to the long lion beast in a eloquent manner:

"The gnolls are still in the clan system, and Hogg wants to bring them into the feudal era of great unity, and they can't do such things by faith alone.

Hogg is the leader of the faith, and it is impossible for him to be personally involved in the management of the government, so the nascent kingdom of the gnolls must have a strong and clever ruler, and the arrival of old Singh is just right.

Its ability to control the Whiptail Clan for eighty years and its gradual development to the level where it is today proves that this is a very rare qualified politician among the Gnolls, and that it is very good at running and has a half-sister relationship with the old Senk, who is in charge of the military.

The two of them have more than enough reasons to work together, and their assistance can help Hogg sort out the development of the Gnoll civilization as soon as possible.

And for the civilization level of the jackals, no matter how bad the feudal era is, the powerful minister is much stronger than the clan system that continues to maintain division and infighting.

The most important thing is that, no matter what old Singer thinks, at least on the surface, it does not dare to take the last step of that ambition, and in the face of Hogg's request to inherit the throne by the blood of the King of Bittenbones, it immediately agreed.

This old guy is simply unwilling to give up power.

It's actually very shrewd, and it's well aware that there is only one name that unites all the gnolls. It didn't intend to transgress the name, and it didn't have the idea to go any further, and in that sense, the elder Singer was a pretty qualified careerist.

It has the ability, the wrist, and the ambition.

Most importantly, it clearly knows where the boundaries of its power are, knows how to set limits on itself, and will not allow its ambition to ferment and push it into a mortal situation. ”

"Damn, every time I listen to you analyze this, I feel that you are not an ordinary person, white wolf."

The Panchang Lion Beast finally understood.

It looked at the guy beside it with a subtle look, and whispered:

"So, what are you doing in reality? And your two brothers, Big Wolf and Gua Big Wolf, I always feel like the three of you are not playing the same game as us. Of course, if it's inconvenient to say, forget it. ”

"Well, there's nothing inconvenient."

The white wolf shrugged his shoulders, wagged his tail again, and said:

"We're friends from the same university, and we're people in the humanities and social sciences, so naturally we pay more attention to the details of this game that aren't directly revealed, and I have to admit that the development team has put a lot more effort into this aspect than we can see in the whole gameplay, and just a divided jackal can produce quite a lot of political metaphors."

"Oh, college student."

The long lion beast nodded, making the white wolf look helpless.

Student, you sister!

Lao Tzu is a serious professor of history!

It wasn't Lao Chen's crazy Amway ghost game in private that brought the three of them into this circle.

The mad wolf under the moon next to him obviously tasted what was not explained in the white wolf's words, this guy didn't believe that the three Taro brothers were ordinary students at all, but he didn't see through it, he immediately changed the topic and asked:

"Then based on your knowledge, the main quest of our Gnoll players after breaking through Mossy Valley should be to help Hogg build the Gnoll Kingdom?"

"Well, there is a high probability that this is the case, but the battle plot is also indispensable, after all, the belief of the Lord of the Hunt has been wildly developed in the Dark Mountain Range for more than a hundred years, and it is not so easy to be cleaned up."

The white wolf said eloquently:

"Next, we will witness the process of unification of a divided nation, and the Blue Wolf Army will definitely occupy a very important position in it, but the establishment of a kingdom is never easy, and killing the Lord of the Hunt is only the beginning, and more troublesome work is yet to come.

However, if the development team intends to speed up this process, then I suspect that after the death of the Lord of the Hunt, they will arrange for a more powerful enemy to surface, so that the gnolls and other races can continue to maintain this united covenant state.

With a common enemy, friendship and diplomacy follow.

But it's a bit early to tell.

The Lord of the Hunt is the real enemy, and we will be ready to fight when we go back, and the time to attack the Moss Valley is when our Blue Wolf Army will show its might, and the top players in the game will participate, so we must behave well and not embarrass our small group. ”

"Well, that's exactly what I'm going to do next."

The wolf, under the moon, leaned on his hot tomahawk and said:

"It's a bit difficult to break through to the Silver Rank before the war in Moss Valley officially starts, but we need to get at least a few ancestral powers.

The gnolls have an advantage in this regard!

I've inquired that Virtuous Wolf will offer three Creator Boosts to players who have reached 40%, 70%, and 90% of their potential, and we can freely choose two Ancestral Powers and one Auxiliary Boost in the process.

This is probably the catch-up mechanism left to us by the development team.,People have done their best.,So there's nothing to say next.,The brothers rolled up their sleeves and worked hard.。 ”

They were discussing the next course of action, while Old Senk was saying goodbye to Chief Singh.

The old man, who was good at disguise, had reverted to his previous appearance of being dumb and weak, as if a gust of wind could blow him down, and he rode on the wolf and said to old Senk:

"When I return to the territory, I will mobilize my people to cooperate with the Broken Fang Clan, our territory is not connected, but there are several border areas that border the territory of the Bloodscar Clan, from where you can invade the core area of the Bloodscar Clan.

My wolf cavalry and wyverns will be your best guides and support.

But you also know the terrain of Mossy Valley, and it is impossible to enter it recklessly, so I will go there first, looking for an opportunity to join you.

Amott trusts me.

It thinks I'm submissive and dumb and therefore unthreatening, a weakness that can be exploited. ”

"I'm still thinking about that question you just had."

Old Senk frowned and said:

"I think you're right, not all members of the Whiptail Clan will obey your orders, once your clan splits, it will be very troublesome to clean up later, do you have any plans for this?"

"I've always had a plan!"

It was only then that the elder Singh smiled slyly, and let his two grandsons away a little, lest his cunning "pollute" them.

It said to Old Senk:

"I'm going to entrust the tens of thousands of soldiers here to Gelman Biting's leadership."

"Huh?"

Old Senke asked in surprise:

"Aren't the hunters who followed you to the battlefields of the Western Front the elite under your command? Just give it away? ”

"They are certainly elite, some of the most warlike and devout hunters of the Whiptail Clan, and I brought them here with the intention of using their fanaticism and belligerence to gain sufficient profit for the Whiptail Clan.

But now I have a better choice, and my people's hearts are about to have a more perfect home than the Lord of the Hunt.

Leaving them in place can only become a destabilizing factor in the future. ”

Old Singh shook his head and said:

"I can't bring them back, Gelman Bitbone needs soldiers anyway, and he'll be more than happy to accept my army, and I'll be able to bargain with it and make a good return.

That's what I'm going to tell you.

Tell me, what does our 'Creator's Eternal Chosen Choice' want? I'm in the right place. ”

"Well, I don't have much contact with that Lord Murphy, and Hogg trusts him so much that he even calls him 'master', and that's the only thing I have to do with Hogg."

Old Senk bared his teeth and said:

"As the heir to the Lord of Biting Bone, how can it regard vampires as masters?"

"You're still as restless and not good at thinking as before, and you're obviously in your hundreds."

Old Singh looked helplessly at his half-brother, and he sighed and said:

"Although it is the first time I have met Hogg, I can tell you for sure that Master Hogg has never identified himself as the 'successor of the Lord of the Biting Bone', and he has walked a completely different path from my king.

As for the vampire master?

It's not a big deal, as long as Hogg stands firm on issues that are in the interests of the gnolls, these are points that can be ignored, and you didn't answer my question!

What would Lord Murphy most hope for at this time? ”

"I've heard him say he's worried about the situation at Brass Fortress."

Old Senk reminisced and said:

"It is said that the vampire made a deal with Mother Earth to help the gods forsaken the dwarves as much as possible."

"yes, I see."

Old Singh's eyes lit up and he said:

"Then wait for my good news, my brother, and although you will certainly not like what I am going to say next, you must listen to me.

Your worship of the Lord of Biting Bones is a trait of loyalty that I have never had, and I admire our King, but I am well aware that the time of my King is over, and that what we are going to do next is my King's last wish, so you have to be realistic.

It is impossible for Lord Hogg to be involved in the administration of the Gnoll's kingdom, which means that the vast power must be put to good use by the outstanding people, and if the right people do not take power, then the fools will ascend to power.

I'm going to be regent to satisfy my lust for power.

I have never concealed this, but the military power you have on your shoulders is directly related to the fulfillment of my king's last wishes.

If you are truly loyal, then proceed with caution!

Discuss everything with me more, and don't do things rashly. We brothers are the last of Lord Freret's remaining guards on earth, and we owe it to us to work together as our own brothers in order to fulfill our king's last wishes.

You tell me? ”

——

At midnight rush, the camp of Gelman Biting King was in a clamour, and the gnolls who had witnessed the fall of the Brass Fortress screamed and wanted to rush forward.

Even the stupidest brute knows that the damn dwarven city is finished!

Nothing can stop the mighty gnolls from making their way into the rich Genoa Peninsula, a great plunder and slaughter will delight the lord of the hunt, and every gnolll who participates in this slaughter will become rich and as great as the army that conquered the world a hundred years ago.

Ordinary brute soldiers can figure out what Gelman bites naturally Yemen Qing.

However, the Bone Biting King always has to have some style, and he can't lead the team to the front line in a hurry, anyway, the soldiers are all sent out, and after they kill into the brass ruins and sort out the situation, Gelman will personally lead the main force to set off.

In fact, the Bone Biting King's mind is no longer on the brass dwarves who have lost their homes and become miserable refugees, he just wants to lead his army through the Gorgon Pass as quickly as possible, and enter the Genoa Peninsula to complete the great task that even the Biting King has not been able to accomplish!

As long as he returns with terrifying wealth and victory, his fame will surpass that of his ancestors and become the second true king of biting bones!

And at this juncture, the old chief Singh, whom Gelman hated very much, suddenly took the initiative to visit and brought him an absolute "big surprise".

"Huh? You, you want to withdraw your territory at this time? Are you willing to put your soldiers under my command? Is this the sun hitting the west and coming out? ”

Gelman Bitbone looked at old Singh, who was on a cane in front of him with cloudy eyes, with a shocked gaze, and the surprise came so quickly that it was a little caught off guard, so that the guy who was not very willing to use his brains in the habit of a jackal was also vigilant at this moment.

It said suspiciously:

"But why? We've already won, and we only need one step to make it to Genoa, don't the Whiptail clan crave that wealth and fame? Don't you want a bloody slaughter for the Lord of the Hunt? ”

"Believe me, Chief Gelman, I'd love to, I would never give you this opportunity if I could be fifty years younger, but the problem is that I'm too old."

Old Singh sighed and said:

"The nearly two months of war have drained my old bones.

My legs are aching, and my eyes are overwhelmed, and now I can't pick up even the lightest hunting halberd, and I must realize that time is no longer forgiving me, and that it may be a while before I have to go to King Philae and report to his old man.

Anyway, I have to go back.

If I had to die, I would like to die in my own nest.

But that doesn't mean that we, the Whiptail Clan, have to give up the harvest of this plunder, and the seventy thousand hunters under my command are under your command, and I demand half of all the loot."

"Impossible! You have too much appetite. ”

Gelman Biternus flatly refused:

"Giving you a fifth is my bottom line! You know, without your hunters, I would have been able to invade the Genoa Peninsula and kill all the weak halflings there. ”

"But without my hunters, your brutes simply can't catch up with them, and an encirclement without speed and efficiency will only turn your slaughter plan into a leaky sieve."

Old Singer was shrewd in bargaining and said:

"I can remove the Overseers who are loyal to me, and let your Overseers take over my army sooner, but give us at least a quarter of the spoils! In addition, the dwarves in the ruins of brass, I have taken those captives who survived the bloody battle into slaves and sent them to the territory of the Whiptail Clan. ”

"What do you want those dwarfs for?"

Puzzled, Gelman said:

"Aren't there enough kobold servants of your clan?"

"Kobolds are always enough, but the problem is that the slave owners of the Sin Fortress don't need kobolds as commodities in their hands."

Old Singh smiled and said:

"Those sinful dwarves control many of the mines of the Dark Mountains, and have the ability to produce some of the best weapons and armor in the Dark Mountains, and they have been the Whiptail's biggest business partners for decades, and they will offer these brass dwarf slaves a good price.

Anyway, the blood that the lord of the hunt craves to see does not prescribe a specific race.

You can go to Genoa and hunt down the weaker halflings, and you don't have to stay in the ruins of brass to fight the hardcore dwarves.

This quid pro quo doesn't do you any harm, Gelman Bitlebone Chief. Uh, no, I should probably be your 'King of the Hunt'? ”

"The old immortal thing is quite good at talking."

Gelman was expressionless, but actually very happy with the nickname.

It was already moved, the elite hunter of the Whiptail Clan was indeed the strength it needed so much, so after weighing it several times, it nodded and said:

"Well, I agree with your request, Chief Singh, you are a rare elder in my clan, and you really shouldn't go to the trouble to come to the battlefield and take risks, just leave the matter of fighting to us young people. Do you need me to send someone to escort you back to the Whiptail Clan's territory? ”

"No, no, I am old, but if I can still do it on my own with just a trip home, then I am here to say goodbye to you and wish you a successful start. Your Excellency, the great king of the hunt, destined to go down in history, may your conquest be a smooth one."

(End of chapter)