At this time, the wyvern had been dead for a long time, and the green blood was almost exhausted, and it was fatally wounded in the neck, with two huge holes in it, and it had been broken into two.

And one of its wings was completely torn off with a small half of its body, and in short, it died in a terrible state.

The woods were supposed to have been razed to the ground in the fight between the two giant beasts, and looking at Arthur in the distance, Philip had already guessed the general truth.

I'm afraid that the King Kong Demon Lion first fought a big battle with this lone flying dragon, and just after winning the victory, he saw Arthur, who was very similar in color and had a pair of fleshy wings.

So they were mistaken for the other party's accomplices, and a big war caused by the misunderstanding began.

Poor Arthur, after all these years, he is still so unlucky.

Suddenly, Philip pricked up his ears, made a quiet gesture to Chand, and after a moment walked in one direction.

He turned over a vine on the rock wall, cleared some foliage, and found that there was a cave here, and a faint cry was coming from it.

Philip got inside and quickly picked up a small furry beast from the hole less than ten meters deep.

The little beast was very small, as if it had just opened its eyes, and it was still shivering in his hand, and I didn't know whether it was scared or cold.

It was the cub of the King Kong Demon Lion, which looked to have been born not long ago, and its body was still short of white fluff, and its voice was weak, like a slightly larger little milk cat, but it was really heavy, very stocky.

This unexpected discovery surprised Chand and the others, and this was the first time in nearly two hundred years that someone had found and obtained the cub of the King Kong Demon Lion.

If it is domesticated and cultivated into a mount or war pet, it can definitely write a legend and leave a strong mark in the history books.

Although it is not as capable of flying as the legendary unicorn, when it comes to ground combat power and protection capabilities, it can definitely come and go freely in an army of 10,000 people, and is invincible, making it the most suitable mount for Wardersman's high-level warriors.

"Find some animal milk to feed it. Philip entrusted Julian with this glorious and difficult task, and in his opinion he could feed people well, and it was natural to raise animals.

Philip, on the other hand, returned to the body of the King Kong Lion and bowed to it, as a tribute to the mother who had given her life to protect her child.

If it hadn't just been produced, it wouldn't have been so weak, and if it hadn't been for the cave's secrets, it might have run away.

There are several parts that can be used on the body of the King Kong Demon Lion, especially the piece of armor on the chest.

Philip didn't take it himself, but he didn't stop his men from collecting the spoils, and they had to do everything they could to keep themselves alive in the mountains.

To his surprise, however, an hour later, Chand secretly handed him a gray-green stone.

Could this be the legendary Magic Core?

Philip played and studied for a long time, and even avoided everyone's sight and secretly licked it with his tongue, without any strange taste, and without the slightest discovery or change.

He sneakily approached his good girl to offer the treasure, but Natalie just sniffed it as he did, and then turned her head away, as if not too interested.

The feast that evening was sumptuous, and even a few older half-breeds brought out a little bit of fruit wine from their treasures and bowed to Philip respectfully.

But the little magic lion was held far away by Julian, not allowing it to see this scene, even if it didn't understand anything.

As for mounts or something, Philip hasn't thought that far ahead yet, let's let this little thing survive first.

He turned his mind to Arthur and his people, these are more than twenty unicorns of good quality, even if half of them are left.

At least it can increase their combat power by more than three percent.

Through the campfire and the moonlight, Philip looked at Arthur, who was camping on another hill.

After this battle, the unicorn herd suffered heavy casualties, and it has reached the level of breaking the muscles and bones.

Coupled with their affection for Philip, they didn't go far, and there were even two smaller ones curiously leaning over and taking a potato or two.

It's not hard to forcibly keep them, but they're all adult unicorns, and domestication is a big problem, and with a few awakened people in the half-breed who manipulate animals, it's hard for Arthur.

A pair of silver flesh wings gave it the power to conquer the sky, and it was an impossible task to forcibly keep it.

"Julian, come here, I have an important task for you. Philip shouted into the distance, and he sighed again how happy it was to have a cook by his side.

Early the next morning, smoke wafted again from the makeshift camp, and early risers began to prepare for the day's meals, and last night's smoked jerky was well received by most people.

Especially the wyvern, the meat is delicious, full of muscles, Philip himself gnawed half of the wings, especially like the crispy bones inside, the bite is crunchy, and even has a hint of sweetness.

Of course, unicorn corpses can't be eaten, not to mention Arthur's side, even Miss Natalie can't pass this level, and Ward people generally don't have such habits.

At this time, Julian walked over with a lion cub in one hand and a cauldron in the other.

The cauldron was placed on the ground, and with the steaming of the hot steam, a strong aroma of grain emerged, and the little lion circled around the pot, touching the wall of the pot with its little paws from time to time, and was scalded back again, making an anxious humming sound.

"It was cooked in two or three wild grains, with a little spice and herbs in it, not to mention the unicorn, and Gerard ate a big bowl. Julian picked up the lion cub and fed it little by little with a spoon, and God knows where he got it, and they didn't seem to have any livestock with them in their business.

Philip stirred the porridge slowly, it was a slight southwest wind this morning, there was nothing wrong with it, so he was saved from sending it over.

The most important word for hooking up is 'hook'.

Sure enough, as if he couldn't resist the temptation, after hesitating again and again, Arthur, accompanied by a group of men, pretended to pace this way.

There's a play!

Philip quietly continued to stir the spoon in his hand, allowing more heat to pour out and bring more aroma.

Sure enough, Arthur is still the same as when he was a child, very greedy.

It slowly rubbed against Philip's side, sniffed on top of the porridge with its nostrils wide open, and then arched Philip's arm with its mouth, and snorted twice.

Philip scooped a spoonful and poured it on the stone slab next to him, and Arthur couldn't wait to stick out his long tongue and lick it.

Behind it was a sturdy female unicorn with silver hooves on a white background, unable to see it, and felt that her leader was too embarrassed, and turned away in hatred.

Philip swore he saw it roll his eyes before leaving.

How much porridge can there be in the spoon, and after a few tongues, the stone mountain seems to have been washed, and there is not even a single grass seed left.

Dissatisfied, Arthur pushed Philip's shoulder again, pointed to the pot with his head, and then looked into his eyes with his big wet eyes.

The mouth is still muttering, and the saliva is in the mouth, and it can flow out at any time.

Natalie saw yesterday's nasty ghost and leaned over and pushed Arthur's body away from Philip's side.

Philip shoved a large spoon into the girl's mouth, knowing that his girl had no affection for the porridge.

No way, the taste of childhood determines the pursuit of a lifetime, Natalie still loves sweet fruits and fragrant soft and glutinous beans, as for green vegetables, it is good to occasionally beat the tooth sacrifice.

Arthur was angry but didn't resist the thing that was pushed away, it still knew whose territory it was, and just muttered twice in dissatisfaction, and stared straight at the porridge in the pot.

The onlookers laughed, especially Adams, who had always been a meat-loving man, and suddenly felt that he wanted to drink some porridge.

Sure enough, Natalie only took two sips and left with light steps.

Before leaving, he bumped into Arthur again, how to look at it, how to think that this silver-haired guy is not pleasing to the eye.

After a few minutes, Arthur finally drank the porridge, but he was still very particular, and with a slight whistle, he summoned his companions to come and enjoy the meal together, which made Philip smile on the side.

However, a pot of porridge cannot be shared by a group of unicorns, and Arthur himself has only eaten a few bites, let alone squeezed in the back and has not eaten.

The two smaller ones were even more dissatisfied, and ran up and down in front of Arthur, as if to complain, which annoyed him, and simply flew to the sky to hide himself.

From then on, every morning Philip would take out a pot of porridge and wait there, and the unicorns, led by Arthur, would line up to clock in on time.

As they came and went, the unicorns kept up with their migration and unknowingly became one of them.

Even those who already had a good impression of Philip would take the initiative to come over and ask him to tickle and brush their bristles, which made Chande and others envious, and even more shocking Murphy's subordinates.

But when they asked Julian to make porridge, the unicorns left after eating, ignoring their flattering and ugly faces, which broke the hearts of the big men.

Philip sneered, Master, my aura of tenfold affinity bonus to unicorns is something that you ordinary people can learn?

It was not until this day that they reached a black mountain that they stopped.

Murphy said, "This is the Black Forest of the Snow Peak, where the Alpine Ward tribe lives.

I don't know exactly where it is, and they don't have a very good attitude towards our Lubo people, so we won't go in with you.

If you find a passage, just come back and let us know.

It doesn't matter if you don't find it, although it's a little cold and bitter to live here, you can still live. ”

Philip looked at the face that resembled the old Patton of his youth and said, "I'll be back." ”

Then I walked over to Arthur, and after drinking my porridge for so many days, it was time for a showdown.

"What? The steppe people invaded the southern mountains. Brad stood up in a gaffe and looked at his men.

The subordinate knew what he was concerned about, and replied, "It was the news that Paul personally sent back, he was seriously injured in two blockades in a row, and he is currently recuperating at Red Moon Pass.

As he left, Master Philip was leading the group south. ”

Brad's hands trembled a little, and the fact that after his eldest grandson, Bruce, the only youngest grandson left was also trapped behind enemy lines, a fact that was a bit cruel to the old soldier, who was almost 90 years old.

He pondered for a while, then ordered: "Tell Matthew the news, and order him to lead his team, plus the two thousand people in my direct guard to rush to the Red Moon Pass, anyway, his defense area is next to that side."

As for the command, I'll greet Marquis No.

Let the 3rd Brigade send a team to reinforce the line of defense that Matthew left, and make sure that the change of guard is completed by 3 o'clock this afternoon. ”

"Yes, division commander. The subordinate replied.

Woodlaw now has a headache, and the news that the scouts of his two brigades have brought back is not optimistic, which not only proves Paul's words, but even worse.

Before they could reach 50 kilometers, the two brigades encountered the scouts of the steppe wolf coars.

The two captains did not entangle with each other according to his orders, but retreated while probing horizontally.

But the steppe wolf Kou refused to let them go easily, and kept chasing and killing, and the distance between the two sides never widened, intending to eat his two brigades in one bite and weaken the strength of Hongyue Pass.

Fortunately, the two captains were familiar with the terrain and cooperated tacitly, successfully meeting in the middle position, and took advantage of an opportunity to staggered cover to eat half of the vanguard scout battalion, and then successfully withdrew.

Even so, a dozen people were lost each.

According to their assessment, the steppe wolf cole has set up camp in a spacious area 50 kilometers away from the Red Moon Pass, and is constantly gathering troops.

This is completely consistent with the information detected at Tieyan Pass in the west, where traces of the steppe people have also been discovered, and assembly points are also being established.

There are now more than 300,000 people on the east side and 200,000 people on the west side, totaling more than 500,000 people, and the number is still expanding.

Relying only on the defense level and strength of Red Moon Pass, it was completely impossible to stop such a large number of enemies on a frontal battlefield, and Woodlaw had already begun to think about retreating.

Fortunately, the team leader Willy has personally led the two wings directly under him to reinforce here, and the rear defense line is supported by the Rock Division.

Compared with the eastern defense line, the southern defense line has always been a late mother, and it is weaker in terms of personnel, ordnance and terrain conditions.

Starting from the Red Moon Pass, there are three outpost military villages in a row, and I don't know which direction these steppe wolves will choose to attack.

But judging from the current number of steppe wolf bandits, the number of people at the east assembly point is obviously far greater than that on the west side, which means that he is the most dangerous here.

But that's not the biggest headache for him, as the steppe wolf cowards no longer deliberately hide their tracks, the half-breed camps and villages closer to the Red Moon Pass have also gathered here like frightened birds.

Most of them were ripe hybrids, and there were many Wards who did business here.

However, as a general guarding the border, although Woodlaw does not seek to improve, he is not greedy for life and afraid of death.

What embarrassed him was that although some of the Wards had been withdrawn from the gate for the first time, at least two dozen Wards were still locked out.

They were all one step slower in order to sort out the accumulated goods, and the reason given was also very high-sounding, that is, they were not enemies and did not leave a single brick and wood for the steppe wolf.

But Woodlaw didn't dare open the gate, because there were more than 5,000 half-breeds mixed with the Wards.

These born liars and robbers are inextricably linked to the dwarf steppe wolves, and God knows how many enemy spies and spies there are.

Standing on the tall city wall, he looked at the dense crowd below, and the hundreds of trucks full of goods, and felt like his mouth was foaming.

These half-breeds are also cunning, using women and children at the front, showing a pitiful look and crying and wailing, but holding those Wards hostage in the crowd, and the sinister intentions are obvious.

However, among these people, there are many managers of several major families and major chambers of commerce, and he usually calls him brothers, but he can't turn a blind eye, otherwise he will be unlucky if he is liquidated afterwards.

Just when Woodlaw was in a dilemma, the adjutant reported that the vanguard officer of Willy's team had arrived, and the large army was still half an hour away from here, which made Woodlow quietly relieved that someone had finally taken the blame.

Before he could be happy, a loud trumpet suddenly sounded from the lookout post, which was a signal of early warning of the enemy.

Woodlaw held up his binoculars, and sure enough, at the end of his sight, countless steppe wolves riding ostriches were rushing towards him from the grass, the woods, and the rivers.

And the back is even more endless, and in a moment it has been rolled into a reddish-brown carpet, spreading to this place.

Suddenly, the mixed-race crowd under the city exploded, and the earth-shattering cries of women and children were mixed with the rough curses and shouts of the Warders.

Woodlaw sighed, lifted his helmet, and commanded loudly: "All go to the walls, trebuchets and siege crossbows are ready." ”

The adjutant cautiously asked, "The people down there?" Powell's steward is still inside. ”

Woodlaw closed his visor and let his voice hum a little: "Execute the order, and anyone who robs the city gate will be killed." No, seal the gates with stones. ”

"Yes!"

When the first steppe man came into range of the trebuchet, with a command, twenty huge stones were sent into the sky, and in the process of flying, they split into hundreds of head-sized stones, and smashed into the steppe people's formation with a rumbling sound.

Suddenly, a group of people turned on their backs, leaving red blood paths, which were quickly filled by more grassland people.

The half-bloods under the walls let out a terrible scream, slamming frantically against the thick gates, swarming up to knock it open with their flesh mortals, and they were greeted by countless cold arrows.

Several tall Wardmen pointed at Woodlow's nose and cursed something, and then they were overwhelmed by the raging crowd and could no longer be seen.

On November 9, 1006, known in history as the Wolf Plague, the war that swept through most of the Wardsmann Empire and affected the three major allies and countless small countries officially began.

And Captain Woodlow, who made two fatal mistakes in the early stage, finally regained his true colors as a soldier at the last moment, and because of his correct decisions, he saved the lives of countless people of the Empire.