My Players Are So Fierce

Even the formula for the psychic plague, which my foster mother regards as a treasure, and the secrets of the voodoo spells of our Pī zhǎo Clan…

All of these can be discussed!

But I’m facing a war, Manson, I don’t want to lose, and I don’t have the time to waste on such transactions.

I will set off with my soldiers this afternoon.

I will first capture the Fortress of Courage, as the igniting moment for the wolf people’s revenge fire.”

“There’s no need to waste time there, Huggesen, take your soldiers to Wasteland Mountain.”

Manson blinked and said:

“After the fall of Blackflame Mountain Pass, the Fortress of Courage is already a lonely city.

Since the Blood Scar Clan wants to participate in the war, leave that hard bone to us.

As the priest and follower of The Master of Hunting, we must also offer a victory sacrifice to our divine spirit.”

These words are really shameless.

Compared to entering the heavily defended Wasteland Mountain by the troublesome Transia people, besieging the Fortress of Courage on an already ruined battlefield is obviously a lower difficulty task, at least it appears so on the surface.

Manson keeps saying the ten thousand elite soldiers of the Blood Scar Clan will be commanded by Huggesen, but in reality, it still wants the Pī zhǎo Clan to take on dangerous tasks, allowing the Blood Scar Clan to pick up the easier bones.

This can be understood.

Even after the descent of The Master of Hunting, the civilization of the wolf people still requires a leader walking among mortals, the hierarchy between clans still exists, awakening The Master of Hunting will grant the Blood Scar Clan supreme transcendence, but the priests of the Blood Scar not only want status, they want to seize power!

In such a war, whoever can preserve more power at the end will naturally gain more power in the next era of the wolf people.

These little thoughts can’t fool Huggesen, but the Hunt God Chosen has no objection to it, behaving just like an obedient top hitman.

A perfect puppet.

It’s very clear, this is what the hunting priests of Blood Scar want to see.

And the Manson priest who facilitated Huggesen becoming the Hunt God Chosen is obviously the “military governor” or controller sent by the Blood Scar Clan beside the new God Chosen.

Another dog leash is put around Huggesen’s neck, thinking this way to control it.

Very well.

Let them continue to maintain that feeling of guaranteed victory, just like Chief Botana ordered the use of the plague at that moment with that “advantage is mine” mentality.

The Hunt God Chosen coldly agreed to the five consecutive demands made by Manson without even a whimper of opposition, behaving just like a young wolf person overwhelmed by revenge and fury, focused only on taking the army to clash to the death with the Transia people.

Just carelessly gave away the real control of the army to Manson.

“Then, you should go to your army to prepare for the expedition, God Chosen Your Majesty.”

Manson used quite an unusual word to describe Huggesen, who nodded, placed the blood-red war helmet on his head, covering the regal face, while fierce claws left the meeting place, followed by six hunting electors carrying the throne once used by King Bite Bone.

As they all left, Manson took a deep breath.

It summoned a disciple and said:

“Convey my order to Xiū Tè the Military Governor to bring its clan immediately to the Fortress of Courage, I’ll give it seven days to take that place as the garrison location of the Blood Scar Clan in the Transia direction.

Then inform Chief Amot that our God Chosen is as wise and brave as planned, its most precious quality is understanding to inquire from wise ones and adopting correct advice, filled with fire of revenge, enough to make it the best trampler of God.

Let the Chief dispatch people to receive the best territory of the Pī zhǎo Clan, those Spiritual Energy dense lands will become many sacred lands of The Master of Hunting in the next era.

I will accompany it through Blackflame Mountain Pass, ensuring everything is within the clan’s plan.

No need to worry about the future of the Blood Scar Clan, that future is already tightly in our grasp!

Oh, and don’t forget to send out clan core members to personally escort that batch of psychic plague to Gorgon Mountain Pass.

Gehrman·Bonebite is easy to please, it will overlook previous minor conflicts due to the presence of these war weapons.

Of course, when it leads the army into the Ligurian Peninsula, the Blood Scar Clan must have our share of the harvest.”

The disciple seriously recorded the series of orders from Manson and then went to deliver them, while the contented Old Manson stood on high, looking down at the valley where the army gathered preparing to depart.

Composed of the re-summoned Pī zhǎo Clan, only remaining sixty thousand elite and forty thousand barbarian soldiers of the Blood Scar Clan forming the “Revenge Army,” used by Huggesen to break the path to Transia.

They may eventually be exhausted, but this is the fate of the wolf people.

Since they awoke and moved in the Dark Mountain Range from that beginning day, they had already learned to use life to exchange for those coveted things.

The beginning was food, then territory, finally victory.

The era of King Bite Bone gave the wolf people their first great goal, teaching them conquest, and in the coming era, the wolf people seem to return to the source point of civilization, once again fighting for survival.

“How beautiful the scenery…”

Manson stroked the Corrosive Wound on its claw, in the jumping of claw blade covered by filthy power, it touched the very peculiar pendant hanging from its neck, softly saying:

“The Master of Hunting, we offer all this unto you, and in the world dusk that shall ultimately come, be born and bless us in the apocalypse fire that burns all things.”