The World Civilization Million Lords

Chapter 634 Elder Fox

Meanwhile, on the other side.

After a period of time, the fox people who abandoned the original camp set up a new camp in a new place.

The food that was stolen before, as long as you eat it sparingly, is enough to support them for a while.

However, the atmosphere in the entire new camp was unprecedentedly solemn.

They suffered heavy casualties in the previous battle.

No one thought that under the premise that their numbers occupy such a large advantage.

And so many people will be killed by those kobolds.

Among them, the opponent's weapons and equipment are undoubtedly a big reason.

Carefully caressed the cold edge of the short spear in his hand.

The weapon was sharper than they expected.

Accidentally, the fox who was stroking the edge of the blade only felt a pain in his fingertips.

The sharp edge had left a hole in its finger.

Scarlet blood flowed out from the opening.

This weapon is horrible.

Compared with this short spear, the bone spears in their hands are simply tattered.

How on earth did those kobolds make such terrifying weapons?

Just when the fox man thought so.

A slightly old voice rang out.

The one who spoke at this time was the patriarch of their fox people.

The fox-men are among the few orcs whose elders are in power.

Otherwise, if you switch to other orc tribes, the old patriarch has long been replaced by the younger ones.

In the process of replacement, he might even be unscrewed his head neatly.

Now back to the topic.

Their old patriarch lost his last child in the previous battle.

It has always been calm and wise, but at this time it has basically lost its reason, and kept roaring there, trying to gather strength to avenge its own child.

And several other elders in the clan are desperately trying to dissuade it.

To be honest, it was a farce.

"You have also seen the strength of those kobolds. It is impossible for us to beat those kobolds. Patriarch, calm down!"

"Then tell the wild boar where their camp is! Those kobolds can't possibly be the opponents of the wild boar!"

The patriarch of the fox clan shouted viciously.

As a result, as soon as he finished speaking, the elder fox who was sitting next to him said with a headache.

"Don't be stupid, before then, those stupid pigs will wring our necks! Have you forgotten how we cheated food from them before?"

A bunch of old foxes in every sense were arguing there.

The fox who was playing with the short spear shrank back.

It is the newly promoted elder in the clan and the youngest in the Presbyterian Church.

In other words, there is no right to speak.

At this time, let the patriarch and the first elder quarrel slowly, it is better not to get involved.

However, gradually, it suddenly noticed something wrong.

Because it found that the pair of eyes had fallen on it one after another.

Afterwards, the elder with a big beard looked at it kindly and asked...

"Casin, what do you think?"

Faced with this problem, the facial muscles of Cassin visibly twitched.

These old people usually never ask their opinions about anything.

Now when this happens.

On the contrary, they were all pushed out one by one, and then they were pushed out.

Of course, these words can only be thought about in the heart, and certainly cannot be said.

After thinking about it in his heart, Ka Xin cautiously opened his mouth...

"We might as well dedicate all the weapons and equipment we grabbed to the Great Chief and let the Great Chief shelter us. In this way, the threat of the wild boars is nothing."

"Then tell the Great Chief about the kobolds. As long as the Great Chief is interested in these weapons and equipment, he will naturally gather his forces to kill them..."

As soon as these words were said, the fox elders fell silent for a while.

I just wanted to throw out a troublesome question.

No one thought that Cassin actually came up with a way for them.

Even the patriarch and the first elder, who were still arguing a moment ago, showed a thoughtful look.

Obviously thinking about the feasibility of this thing.

Immediately afterwards, only the patriarch asked a question.

"So, who's going?"

While speaking, the pair of eyes fell on it again.

"Kassin, you are the youngest among us. At the same time, since you proposed this method, you should go to meet the Great Chief."

"Grass! These old things!!!"

Cassin, who looked calm on the surface, was mad inside.

Meeting the Great Chief is simple.

But the warchief's clan is in the deepest part of the Bitter Cold.

This trip will take a few months to say the least.

The journey alone is hard enough.

Not to mention that you have to pass through the territory of multiple orc tribes along the way.

It also includes the wild boar tribe who were cheated of their food by these old things!

As long as those wild boars see them now, they will not hesitate to twist their necks, or smash them into meat sauce!

But damn it, the old gang had absolutely no intention of asking it for advice.

Before it even opened their mouths, they had already made up their minds.

Make it clear that there is no reason for it to refuse.

Kaxin, who returned to his residence, slammed the wooden bowl with water in his hand to the ground.

Take this to vent the fire in your heart.

But this is a foregone conclusion, and it is useless to vent.

Thinking about what to do next is a matter of urgency.

However, the ghost knows what to do! !

Their fox people are weak and weak, and they have always been afraid to avoid the area where the strong people gather.

He even hid in the outer area in one go.

Ask it how to meet the warchief?

How does it know? !

On this trip, maybe he died on the way before he saw the Great Chief!

He scratched the hair on his head vigorously.

At this time, Cassin was simply annoying and having a headache.

However, those old things didn't give it any chance to dawdle at all.

The next morning, he had already helped it pack up and salute.

He even chose twenty foxmen as his guards.

Then he sent it out of the camp with enthusiasm.

Turning to look at the entrance of the camp, the old things were waving at it.

Ka Xin's facial muscles twitched non-stop, and at the same time, he secretly swore in his heart...

"Old things, you better not fall into my hands in the future!!"

Without retreating, he gritted his teeth and walked away with twenty guards and weapons and equipment to be dedicated to the Great Chief.

I look forward to the day when I can come back and give these old things a good look!

With such an obsession, Cassin went further and further.

The team gradually disappeared at the end of this permafrost.

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