Before ascending to God, be a good lord

Chapter 220 218. Disagreement and Compromise

Rand and Tanya continued to explore southeast, and soon found a large cave. The entrance of the cave was somewhat hidden, but Tania could feel that there were many orcs outside the cave entrance.

"Can you dig a passage directly in the mountain?" Lante looked at the cave and asked suddenly.

"Yes, but it will be very slow. The magic power between the rocks is relatively solidified, and it is not easy to mobilize. You can only use the magic power in the air to get through. Although it is faster than you with a shovel, it is not as convenient as going straight through the hole."

The two whispered, and saw a human-like tiger suddenly appearing outside the cave, and all the orcs who were watching outside the mountain appeared and gathered towards him.

"Brother Black, you are back, what do those damned human nobles say?" Several half-orcs asked with concern.

"Don't mention it, they are not easy to deal with. They treat us like monsters in the woods." The half-tiger man said disdainfully, "But don't worry, as long as you guard here well, those useless knights inside will not be able to bear it sooner or later. At that time, we only need to stop half of the people and sell them to the barbarians in the west, and it will be enough for everyone to live a good life!"

"That's great, I knew that if our tribe wants to have a good life, it depends on you, Brother Black!" The surrounding guards praised one after another.

"Yes, Imola is just too weak, so she knows how to move."

"Don't talk about her like that, you will need someone to treat you in the future!" Black seriously reprimanded a few half-orcs who spoke ill of Imola, and then left quietly.

The tiger walked a few steps quietly, then leaped instantly, and ran a hundred meters away in a few moments. In a hidden forest, there was a man in a black cloak waiting for him.

"You have also seen that my people are also in place, and the sons of the Baixiao family and the maned wolf family have also taken the bait. Didn't you say that you can exchange titles and trade agreements with them if you trap them for 2 or 3 days," Black said. He was very angry at the tone of the man in black. "But now we keep trapping them, what else do you want?"

"Mr. Black Tiger, I want to remind you that the magic agreement you signed with us does not include questioning the entire plan!" The cloaked man was very disdainful of the tiger man, even though he was only a junior magician, and the opposite The Khajiit level is close to the intermediate level.

"Then your order must be able to go on, right? What do you mean by asking me to wait here?" Although Black was unhappy, he didn't dare to be too tough. Go down, and the whole tribe will be disintegrated!"

"Don't worry, the new fish has arrived and will be hooked soon." The cloaked man changed the subject, "But I want to remind you that there may be a magician in his team, and the level is not low."

"I've seen it earlier, ordinary knights can't build such a wall," the tiger man said, "Then what should I do next? Let Imola and the magister fight it?"

"Do you believe this yourself?" The man in the cloak said with a smile, "I think you should first lead someone to capture the two sons of the white owl and the maned wolf in one go, and then take them as hostages and take them north to find Kirislav The knights..."

Rant and Tania couldn't hear their conversation, but the cloaked man's outfit reminded Rant of some institutions that were very concerned about the Galloping Horse Plain,

. . .

Throughout the night, Duggan was in a state of high tension. Their lord was actually missing. Although the barbarians didn't believe that the lord was alive, they wore armor all night. It was almost late at night when Rand and Tanya came from the south Back to camp.

"Where did you two go?" Dugan immediately went up to meet them when he saw them, "I almost drove into the forest with the team to find you."

Lante smiled and looked at the dusty Dugan, "Did those savages wrestle with you at night?"

"Hey, are you still in the mood to care about my wrestling?" The barbarians are a race that obeys absolute power. If they don't submit to anyone's management, they will demand a duel. Whoever wins will listen to whoever wins. It's just that Rand's camp is a little more peaceful. , Switched to wrestling that is not easy to get injured.

Dugan was a high-level knight, far superior to ordinary barbarians in terms of strength and vindictiveness, and he won the respect of all the cavalry by beating a few casually.

"If I don't put you alone in the camp, how dare those barbarians wrestle with you. If you don't wrestle them to their hearts' content, how can you bring 100 cavalry to suppress the half-orcs tomorrow?" Lante said with a smile Dugan said, "The two of us went to Morizi to have a look. The general situation of this orc tribe has been figured out. Let's work out the tactics together."

. . .

In the sky above March, the Frostwolf Forest was slightly brighter than at night, and the three-color moonlight illuminated the stones on the ground pale.

"Blake, we have to evacuate. I have seen the reinforcements of the human nobles. I am afraid there are magisters in their army."

"Imola, we are about to succeed. In just one or two more days, the group of knights in the cave will collapse. At that time, we can use them as bargaining chips, or sell them to barbarians, noble titles , gold coins, territory, we will have whatever we want!"

"I want peace! I want everyone in the clan to live safely without worrying about the counterattack of the human race."

"If you don't defeat them, they will always fight back." "Don't you understand that pure kindness cannot protect your people, only force can!"

"Well, since none of us can convince anyone, I'll leave with those who don't want to fight"

"Imola! Have you forgotten who brought you potions, magic seeds, and weapons? With so many things and followers, you want to run away now?"

"So, Blake, when you found me last year, introduced those people to me, and gave me that set of mithril armor." The horns turned, and the bell-like eyes exuded murderous intent, "You didn't plan to use me as your tool, did you?"

"Uh, no." The tiger man was frightened, "Imola, you misunderstood, I came here only because I heard about your reputation as a forest priest."

"That's good." Imola put away her intimidation and resumed her calm tone. "Tomorrow all the tribe members in the tribe are entitled to choose whether to move away with me, or follow you to besiege those knights."

"Okay...okay" After the shock, the hair all over the body of the tiger man was wilting and drooping, and Black knew that his moves were vulnerable to the absolute power of Imola.

Looking at the back of the half-bull man going away, Black could only mutter softly, "I hope those human races can directly attack the tribe. Only by inspiring the rage of that bull, I have a chance to come back."

(End of this chapter)