Among the series of bloody battles, the most brutal battlefield was near this area.

In mountain cols, dense forests, and swamps, the corpses of wolves and rat people are lying everywhere. After being burned by flames and soaked by rain, they have become a feast for snakes, insects, rats, and ants from all walks of life.

Although the red bear, mountain dog and others walked away, the depths of the dense forest gradually became peaceful in the past few days.

The corpses piled up like a mountain, gradually decaying, and the three-headed lizard whose belly was still swollen into a translucent state, could not be eaten no matter how much.

As a result, the three-headed lizards' vigilance was greatly reduced after having feasted for days.

And its body, bloated and swollen by the flesh and blood of the advanced orcs, also lost its former flexibility.

When it heard a series of dense roars of iron hooves, coming from far to near, it seemed like sharp arrows were shooting towards it.

It's too late to dodge.

"Tap tap tap tap"!

The roar was like three hammers, striking hard on the center of its three heads.

The three-headed lizard panicked and hurriedly burrowed into the empty eye sockets of the skull of a rat warrior wearing a helmet in front of him.

Trying to use the hardness of the helmet and skull to resist the trampling of iron hoofs.

Unfortunately, it still greatly underestimated the strength of the person coming.

There was only a "click" sound, and the opponent didn't use any force at all. The iron hooves inlaid with metal claws easily penetrated the helmet, crushed the skull, and trampled the three-headed lizard hiding in the skull into a pulp.

The three lizards didn't even have time to scream three times before they died.

The six tarnished eyes only saw a team of helmets and armor, with strong bows hanging on strings and sharp blades unsheathed. However, the armor, blades and arrows were all thinly smeared with mud to cover up all the sharp edges, and there were also entanglements on them.

The cavalry, which were covered with vines and branches and looked just like shrubs in the dense forest at first glance, flew at lightning speed and disappeared deep into the dense forest in the blink of an eye.

Just about half a minute later, this group of cavalry galloped away.

Not far from the three-headed lizard's pulpy corpse.

Two heads popped out of the bushes and slowly exhaled their first breath.

Meng Chao used his hands and feet to crawl on the ground, like a reptile magnified dozens of times, sneaking up on the pile of rotting corpses.

Using a pair of improvised long-handled tweezers, he carefully lifted up the remains of the three-headed lizard and placed them on the inside of a piece of breastplate that he had polished like new, as if it were placed in a tray of sterilized instruments used in surgery.

Sneaking back to the depths of the bush, Meng Chao popped out several blades of different shapes, as thin as cicada wings, from his fingers. With the help of the dappled sunlight shining through the gaps between the branches, he concentrated on studying the corpses of the three lizards.

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"The destination of this wolf cavalry team is nearby. They must be performing some vital mission."

After a while, Meng Chao came to a conclusion.

"How can we see it?"

Icestorm asked.

"We have been following this team of wolf cavalry for a day and a night, and we know that they are all soldiers of Canus the Jackal, the masters among masters."

Meng Chao explained, "A wolf knight like this, who has grown up on the back of a warg since childhood, and the mount he raised with his own hands, have already reached the point where they are connected by blood and become a human and a wolf. They have their own way of accurately controlling every nerve in the wolf's body."

Tips on cords and muscle fibers.

"Normally, even if you are traveling very fast, it is not easy to leave traces. At most, you will leave a series of footprints that are not much deeper than fallen leaves.

"This is the trace we first observed. Through exquisite control, we can offset the impact of the warg stepping on the ground, which can save the physical strength of the knight and the warg to the greatest extent, and at the same time maintain the claws of the warg, even if it travels hundreds of miles.

, no need to rest.

"But since they received the order to shoot the resounding arrow halfway, they have obviously sped up, no longer stingy with the warg's physical strength, and seem to be determined to get to a certain place before the designated time.

"Just now, these Wolf King's soldiers accelerated again. This time, they did not hesitate to pour their own spiritual energy into the bodies of the wolves under their crotches, pushing their speed to the limit again and again.

"Look, this three-headed lizard that they trampled into a meat pie looks unremarkable at first glance, but if you dissect it carefully, you can find that the left half of its body and internal organs have been trampled to pieces like mud, and there are still a few faint remains.

There were traces of burning flames, but the organs inside the right half of the body were only shattered into pieces by the shock wave, with no signs of liquefaction or burning.

"This shows that the wolf knight who trampled it to death was no longer able to perfectly control the spiritual magnetic field of himself and the warg, and showed signs of psychic disorder and imbalance.

"This can also be proven by the different shades of footprints they left behind.

"You know, the footprints we observed earlier were all insignificant, like a dragonfly touching water.

"Here comes the problem. According to the intelligence we tortured from the lone Wolf Cavalry, the last remnant of the Great Horn Legion loyal to the Saint of Ancient Dreams also broke through the encirclement last night and headed south, and the 'Jackal'

Canus did not issue an order to continue the pursuit.

"It stands to reason that 'Jackal' Canus has surrendered most of the Great Horn Legion, conquered this lost territory, and ensured the safety of Hundred Blades City. There is no possibility of continuing to use large-scale troops in this area.

"But all signs show that this cunning wolf king is still constantly dispatching troops, gathering troops, and fighting hard. There is no sign of victory at all. Instead, it seems that a new, more intense, and real battle is about to begin.

bloody battle.

"Even the Wolf King's personal soldiers who should theoretically be with him are so impatient that they will not hesitate to overdraw the vitality of themselves and their mounts, even causing psychic disorders.

"Where are they going and what are they going to do?"

Bing Storm narrowed his eyes, pondered for a moment, and said: "So, you would guess that they are going to deal with the liger and tiger tribes?"

"Not a guess, but a certainty."

Meng Chao said, "From the moment Canus the Jackal annexed most of the remaining soldiers of the Great Horn Legion without any bloodshed, he was destined to completely break up with the Liger and Tiger Clan.

"The reason is very simple. The Wolf Clan is already the largest among the Golden Clan and the most threatening tribe to the Liger and Tiger Clan.

"The Liger Clan forced the Wolf Clan to encircle and suppress the Big Horn Legion, with the idea of ​​making them consume each other and hurting both sides.

"Now, instead of consuming each other, the Wolf Clan and the Great Horn Legion have merged into one force, firmly in the hands of 'Jackal' Canus, and able to aspire to the throne of chieftain of the Golden Clan, or even the entire map.

The power of Lanze's High Throne.

"This is something that the liger and tiger tribes will never tolerate.

"He is also a wolf king who is willing to be a puppet and is loyal to the liger and tiger clans. There is absolutely nothing he can do.

"If Canus the Jackal is really a puppet of the Liger and Tiger Clan, even if the Great Horn Legion is willing to surrender, he has absolutely no qualifications, no courage, and no capital to agree.

"We can only report to the Red Gold City and let the strongest men of the Liger and Tiger clans decide.

"Even if the Great Horn Legion is really allowed to surrender, the recipients should be the special envoys of the Liger and Tiger tribes. All the surrendered rat soldiers should be divided up by the Liger and Tiger tribes to enrich their strength.

"So, since that night of chaos and the annexation of most of the Great Horn Legion, the Wolf King's ambition has become clear.

"No matter how his wolf cavalry patrolled around and sealed tightly, the news of the surrender of the entire Great Horn Legion and the return to peace near Hundred Blades City could not be sealed for too long.

"Crimson Gold City will know this unexpected news sooner or later. The strongest men of the Liger and Tiger Clans will immediately be able to detect the ambition of 'Jackal' Kanus, and take action brazenly, trying to strangle his ambition in his infancy.

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"A careerist like Canus the Jackal would never let his own legend fall into a deadlock of being passively beaten from the very beginning.

"Now that he has taken off all disguises and completely lost his relationship with the liger and tiger clan, he must have arranged a series of interlocking traps, and he is at least 70% sure.

"So, I believe that at the same time that the chaos was happening in the Great Horn Legion, there must have been a shocking change in Red Gold City that was beyond everyone's expectations.

"The rumors about the conflagration between the ligers and the tigers may not be groundless, and the alliance that has been working together sincerely for three thousand years may not be as unbreakable as it seems.

"Speaking of which, because of our intervention, 'Jackal' Canus may not have completed the final arrangements. There may still be some flaws in the seemingly flawless plan.

"Wolf tribe, lion tribe, tiger tribe, rat tribe.

"There are also the Bloodhoof Clan, Dark Moon Clan, Thunder Clan and Shenmu Clan who are watching with eager eyes.

"'Jackal' Canus wants to turn so many chess players into chess pieces and play them to the applause. No matter how good his chess skills are, there will always be times when he is in a hurry and cannot do what he can.

"That's why we can't follow the remnants of the Great Horn Legion commanded by Red Bear, Mountain Dog and others all the way south, waiting for the dust to settle in the battle for the highest power in Turanze.

"But we must go upstream and appear in front of Canus the Jackal when he is at his most nervous, weak, and fatal moment!"

Ice Storm nodded slowly and thoughtfully.

"Generally, I agree with your judgment."

She said, "There's only one thing I haven't understood yet. From your point of view, 'Jackal' Canus seems to be the smartest, most powerful, and most likely to become the 'War Chief' in the whole of Turanze."

The legendary figure of Lan Dajun?"

Meng Chao nodded: "He is indeed."

"Then why did you seem to be so hostile to him from the beginning?"

Ice Storm frowned and said, "Hungry wolves want to eat people, and lions and tigers also want to eat people. You are not the Holy Light Human Race, and you are not the enemy of the higher orcs. Who can become the war chief of Turanze? It is very important to you.

Is it important?"

"It doesn't matter who becomes the war chief, but it is crucial to me that Canus the Jackal cannot become the war chief."

Meng Chao paused and continued, "This guy is indeed extremely smart. To a certain extent, he can even be called a 'talented man', but it is often people like this who cause catastrophes that destroy the world.
Chapter completed!