Although Nash prides himself on being 90% sure, this kind of persuasion is still very difficult to do, especially when the number of opponents reaches the level of hundreds of thousands, even if it is an all-female group.

The female gnolls of the Dark Mountains are also much more physically fit than the Tellancian gnolls, and if they riot, they can cause terrible results in an instant.

The defenders of Fort Courage had mobilized to blockade the Black Flame Pass, and the warriors of the Maginot Line had already rested, and Nash could not imagine what kind of crazy situation would happen to the Shadow Valley if his persuasion failed.

The most important thing is that in the current scenario, such fighting and sacrifice are meaningless for both sides.

With this mood of "healing the sick and saving people", Nash emerged from the tunnel in the early morning, ready to step into the Valley of the Shadows to complete his work.

Lady Adele and her Shadow agents had already recaptured an outpost here, with members of the Silvermoon Regiment and several leaders of the Shadow Half-Elves here.

Their intentions are simple and straightforward.

They want to reclaim the Valley of the Shadows in order to complete the decentralization of the player's territory, a promise made by Lord Murphy when he evacuated the Valley of the Shadows, and the Silvermoon Regiment is determined to do so.

The Water Lady has even made plans for the future of the Shadow Valley.

In the process of establishing the Gnoll Kingdom led by Hogg, a trade route to the Dark Mountains will be formed, and the Shadow Valley will prosper rapidly because of the smooth trade route leading the trade with the Gnolls.

After all, there was only one way from the mainland to the territory of the Gnoll Kingdom, and the Genoa Peninsula had to cross the perilous plains of hunger, and the ruins of the Brass Fortress were so complicated that it was impossible to settle down for a few years.

This is a trade route monopolized by one's own side, and the profits it can bring are unimaginable.

For those who aspire to run a business, they have hatched a grand plan on the forums for the "Silk Road Transencia Edition", which is to follow this path into the Dark Mountains, then through the territory of the Gnoll Kingdom into the dangerous gray desert, and finally across the desert to the western frontier of the ancient kingdom of Colum.

Once this trade route across most continents is opened, the profits that Transencia can make from it are truly astronomical.

Of course, these beautiful ideas are still in the planning stage, but the recovery of the Shadow Valley will undoubtedly lay the most solid foundation for this plan.

"Nash, you can go with confidence."

Xiao Wei Ming crossed his waist and encouraged his gnoll friend:

"Six thousand undead Heroic Spirits are ready to support you at all times, and if the gnolls in the valley dare to speak disrespectfully to you, you will send a signal, and I will immediately shake them down! Don't be afraid if you die, we'll take out all the gnolls here to avenge you! ”

"Ugh."

Hearing that Reed's name swore to avenge it, Chief Nash was very moved.

But Xiao Wei Ming said such unlucky words at this time, which made the jackal feel a little nervous, and he pouted and said:

"There's a good chance I'm not going to die, but I'm grateful for your encouragement, my friend Your Excellency Ashina."

"Maybe we should send someone with you."

Lady Lisa, the leader of the Shadow Half-Elf faction, said solemnly:

"These gnolls of the Dark Mountains are savage, they are two creatures from you, and although my people have established their own towns and lived a more secure life under the ancestral woodlands of Transnsia, they are also willing to pay with their blood to reclaim the Valley of the Shadows.

After all, this is our ancestral land! ”

"The situation in the valley is not very promising, Chief Nash."

The last to speak was Adele, who held the elven sword hidden in the sharkskin scabbard, and said to Nash solemnly:

"The fall of the Lord of the Hunt and the death of Hygson did have a big impact on the gnolls in the valley, but the Haas Overseers guarding here are a tricky one. It guarded the elite of thousands of its men in various parts of the valley, and blew up the tunnels leading to the interior of the valley.

It's now heavily armed.

In the worst-case scenario, you won't even be able to see the Overseer, which represents a rather terrible threat, Lord Nash, you can actually give up.

The army of Translancia was more than willing to bring the gnolls to their knees in a hearty defeat at this time. ”

"No need to be convinced, guys, I've prepared for the worst when I'm here."

Nash tried his best to straighten his waist, but unfortunately, everyone present had to keep their heads down and talk to Nash except for Xiao Weiming, who could "compete" with him in terms of height, which made the Bloodclaw Chief have no majesty at this time.

But it still said with confidence:

"The Black Plague is over, the most depraved thugs have died in the final battle, Lord Virtuous Wolf is already preparing for the construction of the first city of the Gnolls, and neither of us should shed more blood for the past grudges.

Leave it to me, and I'll take care of it.

Either bring peace, or bury your bones in the Valley of the Shadows as the last victims.

This is the duty that our generation of gnolls must shoulder. ”

"Wow, that's imposing, Nash, I'm really impressed!"

Xiao Wei Ming exclaimed:

"I've always treated you like Hogg 2.0, but now I find that you also have your own momentum, which is amazing!"

"Well, I'm also the chief of the Bloodclaws after all."

Nash snorted, then mounted his wolf and set out on the mountain path to the Valley of Shadows with only four guards under the watchful eyes of the others.

Don't look at it, it is full of confidence, but when it passes through the cave that leads to the mountain, it is also beating drums in its heart, and its four guards are even more unbearable, even if it is already the true elite of the Bloodclaw Clan, but when it comes to facing those more powerful compatriots in the Dark Mountains, they still can't raise any confidence.

"Blanch, give me a leg up, you represent the face of the Bloodclaw Clan and Lord Hogg!"

Nash cursed, and then reluctantly made his guards more presentable.

However, as they passed through the cavern, a flying arrow signaled an impending attack, and when they saw the ferocious brute rushing out of the darkness, the four guards screamed and turned and ran, and even the Bloodclaw Clan's banner fell, and Nash himself reached out to grab it.

This performance has been nothing short of a disaster.

It seems that Master Hogg is right, for a small man like them, power or anything is really not something they should be after.

"Who is coming! Get your name in! ”

A low roar sounded from the front, and in the face of the various weapons around him, Nash shook his body to suppress his urine, and he shouted in a slightly trembling voice:

"I'm here on behalf of the Wolf, on behalf of Governors of Transencia and Murphy, and even more on behalf of the Grand Overseer of Hurgson! Let your Haas overseers come to me, and I bring with you the last words of His Excellency Hurgeson. ”

"Shut up! Cowardly little man, don't mess with our military spirit here! I think you're going to need to be hacked to death! ”

The rough voice was extremely angry, and the big man in full armor rushed over, knocked Nash off the wolf and punched it a few times, making Nash dizzy.

But it still screamed:

"I have a letter from Overseer Hygson in my bosom, you can kill it. No, you can't kill me! The two armies are fighting, and they don't come to make it! Give this letter to your Overseers at once! Don't be stupid, you fools, I don't believe you don't know that the Lord of the Hunt is hanging.

The Black Plague has failed, and the out-out area is full of angry Transansians waiting for you to make a fool of yourself so that they can rush in and kill you all.

Overseer Haas must have told you not to kill, right, or you wouldn't have called me out with your fists just now. ”

"Shut up! Shut up! ”

Enraged, the little Overseer on the front line gritted his teeth and tried to draw his sword to slash the bold little man to death, but was held down by a few gnolls beside him.

For Overseer Haas did command a similar order.

"Ha, ha, I guessed it."

Nash, who had been beaten and bruised and swollen, grinned and opened his mouth full of blood, and said:

"What are you doing? Send back the letter in my bosom, you can't decide on such a big thing, listen to my advice, my compatriots, drop your weapons, you don't need that thing. ”

"We're not going to be a dog for Translasia!"

The little Overseer yelled:

"We'd rather die here."

"No one will let you die, and the Dark Mountains will need many, many laborers to build a capital for our kingdom."

Nash sneered:

"Don't be afraid, you won't go to Transasia, even as a prisoner."

"I warn you, little man, don't provoke any more!"

An army priest couldn't stand it anymore.

It stepped forward to separate Nash from the enraged Overseer, and took the letter from Nash's bosom that Hygson had written to Murphy, and made the priest shake with a glance in the darkness, though he himself took the letter back to the valley, and ten minutes later a direct order from the Haas Overseer arrived.

It wants to meet Nash.

The little chieftain with a blue nose and swollen face rode his equally swollen wolf like a victorious general, and swaggered with his four already frightened but embarrassed guards into the valley of martial law under the protection of a group of dark mountain jackals with big shoulders and round waists.

In the not-so-warm sunlight, Nash could see the scene in the valley at this moment.

It gasped.

This valley can accommodate a maximum of 10,000 people, but at this time, there are 100,000 old and weak women and children, and its chaotic state can be seen.

Although many gnolls have been assigned to live in the tunnels, they can't hide the embarrassment of the Shadow Valley at this time, not all gnolls should have been here before, and the Haas Overseers, no matter how crazy they are, will not gather everyone in such a terrain where there is nowhere to escape.

It must have been after the fall of the Lord of the Hunt that it sensed danger and made such a desperate build-up.

Nash saw emaciated females with hungry wow wows lying on both sides of the road, and some brute soldiers silently carrying away some of the dead old and weak to bury them, and boiling skinned kobolds in pots.

It's no wonder that the traditional minaries of the gnolls are not here.

"You can't hold on anymore."

Nash withdrew his gaze and whispered:

"Even if I hadn't persuaded them to surrender, the Haas Overseers would probably have been looking for a way out in the last few days, but I'm more curious about why the gnolls here. How do they look lazy? That's not right, is it? ”

"It's a plague of the heart!"

The priest who had delivered the message before was dumbfounded:

"After the fall of the Lord of the Hunt, the gnolls here have been like this, they believe in the gods and now they don't feel the presence of the gods, their hearts are broken, and they have lost their pillars and naturally become the walking dead."

"It's okay."

Nash nodded and said:

"The returning Creator Faith will save them, just go to the territory of the Broken Fang Clan and listen to the voice of the Creator, and they will return to the tenacity of their ancestors, provided that you can return to the Plains of Creation alive.

It's not an easy road. ”

The priest did not answer, but silently escorted Nash into the camp of Overseer Haas.

The old Overseer, who had been in high spirits before, had bent over completely, his face haggard and even his eyes cloudy, not only because he had been seized by Shügerson, but also because the current terrible situation was about to break its will.

As Nash walked into the tent, Overseer Haas was checking the hide in his hand.

Although it had been expected for a long time, when this fact was truly revealed, Overseer Haas felt a strong sense of doubt and disbelief.

Archoverseer Hurgeson was a traitor.

Oh my God, a God's chosen one has rebelled against Him.

"Tell me the whole thing!"

The Haas Overseer stared at Nash with a cold gaze, and said:

"Tell me all, don't miss a word."

"Of course, that's what I'm here for."

Nash straightened his back and told the Haras Overseers the story Hogg had told him the truth before the fierce Gnoll Overseer who could kill it with a single claw.

From Hygeson's secret relationship with Nanak, to Hygson's first meeting with Hogg, to his final decision to be inspired by the spirit of the Bone King, and finally to the meeting between Hygson and Murphy in the Smuggler's Woods and the fall of the Lord of the Hunt.

When he heard that Hygeson had used his body and life to weave a final prison cage for the evil gods, just to free the gnolls from the savagery and brutality brought by the Lord of the Hunt, Rao was overseer Haas, who had fought all his life, and couldn't help but be shocked.

It didn't know how difficult that process was, but it could imagine that it was definitely not something that any single life could do.

By this moment, the meaning of the words that Xu Gesen had told it when he stripped it of its military power and banished it to the Valley of the Shadows to manage this group of old and weak women and children was extremely obvious.

Hygson is protecting it, and the Overseers believe it can be saved, so they really put a heavy future into their own hands.

Now, I have to make a decision.

"Lord Hogg once lamented to me that because of the Black Plague, everyone in the entire continent is insulting the Jackals, but they don't seem to realize that it is not them who are the first to be hurt by the Black Plague, it is precisely us."

In an emotional voice, Nash contemplated his own persuasion to the silent Haas Overseer:

"Sacrifices like Shügsen have done everything to free us from that curse, and Your Excellency Wolf has sworn to devote the rest of his life to helping his people build true civilization, the Bloodscar Clan is gone, and the Broken Tooth Clan and the Whiptail Clan have thrown themselves into the Creator's faith.

The Biting Bone Clan is still going crazy, but they are already grasshoppers after autumn.

Warlord!

The future of the Cleaved Claw Clan is already in your hands!

You can follow your wild nature as a gnoll and lead these crumbling old and weak women and children through a desperate battle, or you can follow in the footsteps of His Excellency Hurgeson and His Excellency the Virtuous Wolf, bid farewell to the old times with a heart, and step into the new world.

I have come to ask you to surrender, but we are confident that your laying down of your arms at this time will not detract from your will as warriors, and that it is for the sake of a greater cause. ”

Overseers Haas were silent.

After thirty seconds of silence, it whispered:

"It has entrusted the future to me, and I already know what to do, so tell the Transanians that my soldiers and I will lay down our arms and become their prisoners, and that they will keep their agreement with the Virtuous Wolves and return these old and weak women and children to the kingdom of the Virtuous Wolves.

As for me."

"You're not going to kill here, are you?"

Nash shook his head and said:

"Lord Hogg needs a good soldier like you, and so does our country."

"But I prefer to follow in the noble footsteps of the victims, after all, I was also a butcher."

Overseer Haas stood, drew his sword, and half-knelt in front of Nash with both hands on it, raising his weapon aloft.

It says:

"The grave of Grand Overseer Hurgeson is in the filthy swamp, right? I want to be its grave keeper, to tell its story to everyone who goes there, and eventually die in the place where the gnolls were born.

This is my last request.

My leader is a true hero and I'm just a coward, and that's the last thing I can do for it. ”

(End of chapter)