bookrandom Chapter 340: Killing or Not is Not Important
Chapter 340: Killing or Not is Not Important
The rebellion was quelled quickly.
Among the southern wolf tribes, the top combat force is the thirty legendary realms led by Yueying.
Those legendary werewolves were affected by the sonic attacks after the mad wolf transformed and temporarily lost their combat effectiveness.
Prince Fertile Land escaped, and Night Shadow was seriously injured and captured.
All other Black Scarf rebels were subdued by the Wolf Guards arranged by Mad Wolf.
The rebellion was resolved in just one hour.
Mad Wolf stood on the coronation platform of the Holy Altar again.
He was alone at this moment, and his exquisite Wolf King robe was torn from battle and had blood stains that had not yet dried.
After the Great Elder entered the depths of the cave, he never came out.
The werewolf people in the square and the guarding wolf guards had reverence in their eyes.
To them, the Mad Wolf is not only the Wolf King, but also the future saint of the wolf clan and the new pillar of the wolf clan.
"Wolf King!"
"Wolf King!"
……
The werewolves screamed wildly.
The Mad Wolf deeply felt the pinnacle of power among the wolf clan.
The werewolves' shouts became louder and louder, and the mad wolf finally had to take action to stop them.
At his howl, all the werewolves fell silent, waiting for the first order from their new king.
"The four divisions of the Wolf Clan have united as one, and the entire clan has entered a level one combat readiness state."
A simple sentence from the Mad Wolf made the quiet werewolf go crazy again.
"Long live the Wolf King!"
"The wolves will win!"
……
The orcs from other tribes who were watching the ceremony on the altar became worried when they saw this scene.
Although everyone knows that the wolf tribe is preparing to go to war with the trolls.
But the potential of the wolf tribe made everyone feel scared.
The eldest prince of the lion clan, Teddy, also left the Wolf King City with gritted teeth. He wanted to go back quickly and take his 3,000 mad lion army away.
If the current wolf tribe discovered that there were lion tribe troops on their border.
There will inevitably be a lot of trouble.
Teddy left the table early, and Mad Wolf just sneered at him.
By now the boss should have gone to deal with the ambush at Houtuling!
After the orcs who were watching the ceremony left, Mad Wolf quickly summoned all the wolf leaders and held a secret meeting.
This was also something Chen Xian had already explained.
They wanted to unify the four legions, reorganize them and form a new legion.
……
Houtuling.
There is already war here.
Tiger, the second prince of the lion tribe, led hundreds of lion people to surround a hill in Houtu Ridge.
That hilltop was exactly the exit of the cave where the eldest prince had arranged an ambush.
Tiger actually didn't bring many people with him, less than three hundred.
But most of the ambush troops were inside the cave, and the exit could only accommodate a dozen people, so the advantage of 3,000 people could not be brought into play.
If the commander of the ambush troops had not been so powerful and led the breakout at the cave entrance, the ambush troops probably wouldn't have been able to even get out of the cave.
Tiger ordered his four commanders to subdue the ambush commander.
Three versus four.
Plus Tiger's powerful attacks from time to time.
Several ambush commanders soon couldn't hold on and retreated back into the cave.
"Call me in."
When Tiger saw that he had almost subdued the other party, they ran back to the cave and suddenly became furious.
"No, Your Highness."
One of Tiger's commanders stopped him.
"The cave is small, and they have more people. We have no advantage."
Tiger was not a complete fool. After calming down, he asked everyone to guard the entrance of the cave.
But it’s not possible to go in or leave now.
Just as he was in trouble, a voice sounded from behind him.
"Smoke them."
Upon hearing this, Tiger's face suddenly showed joy, "Good idea."
Then he realized that this was not the voice of his commander. Just as he was about to draw his sword, he saw Chen Xian's figure clearly.
"It turns out to be Brother Shixin!"
Tiger retracted the knife, but he was even more horrified in his heart.
He had a legendary mid-level commander on his side, and he came to his side silently.
If he is an assassin, we will have no chance of survival.
"I didn't expect His Royal Highness to be so brave and attack these three thousand people directly."
"Since you've already started fighting," Chen Xian stared into Tiger's eyes and asked, "Your Highness, what's the matter with wanting to subdue these three thousand people?"
Although the fight was fierce just now, Tiger obviously did not kill the opponent.
Even if it was the opponent's three strongest legendary commanders, Tiger only had his own people subdue them instead of killing them.
"Brother Shixin, these three thousand men are also from the Mad Lion Legion. If they can pledge allegiance to me..."
Chen Xian shook his head in disappointment and reached out to stop Tiger from speaking.
"If they pledge allegiance to you, you will die faster."
Tiger's face froze. No one would be happy to be told that they were dead.
Knowing that Chen Xian was very intelligent, Tiger did not get angry but asked for advice patiently.
"Brother Shixin, please explain. If three thousand people submit to me, my power will increase greatly. It should be safer. How can I die so quickly?"
Several commanders around Tiger also listened attentively.
They had seen Lyle submit to this man.
Although they still don't understand Lyle's actions, they all look at Chen Xian differently.
"The Mad Lion Legion has always been loyal to only one person." Chen Xian glanced at everyone, "That is the Lion King."
"You want these three thousand Mad Lions to pledge allegiance to you. Doesn't that mean you're trying to seize the Lion King's people? Will the Lion King let you go?"
After hearing this, Tiger broke out in a cold sweat.
Indeed, if my father knew, he would definitely not forgive me.
Although he and his elder brother both secretly pledged allegiance to the Mad Lion Commander, this was all a private matter.
If this is how I swallowed up my brother's people.
At that time, my eldest brother will definitely complain to our father, and he will be the one to suffer in the end.
"Hehe..." Tiger said with a flattering look on his face, approaching Chen Xian, "Brother Shixin, please give me some advice."
Chen Xian glanced at the cave where the three thousand ambushed troops were, and a cold look appeared in his eyes.
"If we can't subdue them, we can only kill them."
"They are in the cave. There should be many ways to kill them!"
Tiger looked troubled.
If he wanted to kill him, he wouldn't have to go through all this trouble.
Chen Xian saw Tiger's expression.
Whether he will take action or not depends on him.
Originally, Chen Xian came here to trap and kill the three thousand ambush troops, and then let the two princes of the Lion Clan fight each other directly.
The more chaotic the lion tribe is, the better it is for him.
Whether it is for the sake of the Beast God Secret Key or the growth of the Wolf Clan, the Lion Clan cannot be too complacent.
But he didn't expect that when Chen Xian came over, Prince Tiger had already launched the attack.
Even after launching an attack, he still wanted to subdue the opponent.
In fact, as long as Tiger launched an attack today, the civil war among the lion tribe would not be far away.
Chen Xian guided the other side to kill three thousand ambush troops, but it was just to help Tiger eliminate some opponents in advance.
Killing or not killing is no longer important.
It just saved Chen Xian's spiritual energy.
The release of the saint's spiritual power previously consumed more than 10% of the spiritual energy.
There is less than 10% of spiritual energy left in my body now, so I have to save it if I can.
We are about to go to the troll territory. Although we don’t have the strength, we feel at ease.
Chen Xian returned to Fox Winery.
To his surprise, the Wild Lion Commander who had performed a ceremony of submission to him, Lyle, was standing at the door of the winery.