Elden: Ring of Calamity

Chapter 11 Sigh
The night was getting dark, and the hustle and bustle in the coalition army camp was still far from subsided. On the road leading to the Chinese army camp, a scar-faced man wearing a snow wolf fur armor walked forward striding forward. Kaidan slapped the drunken demi-humans and hybrids blocking the way with his long knife, and would spit and curse a few words with contempt when he was done.

But along the way, no one dared to trouble him except for those bastards who were drunk and couldn't tell the difference between southeast and northwest. Anyone with a little status in the camp knew that this former mercenary from Kaidan was from the Shuofeng tribe. Number three, even without considering this point, the seldom unsheathed cavalry long knife in his hand is enough to make even the bravest mountain monster feel intimidated.

Before the man walked out of the range of the former army camp, he saw a tall and majestic figure approaching him. It was Soretto who was in charge of patrolling the former army.With the help of the clear moonlight, he could easily see the hidden anger on the other party's face.

"Torak, how is the situation over there? Is there any specific news?" Soretto asked straightforwardly.

"I just met Clivell, there is no chance for Gu Long, we still have to do it ourselves - the time is set at noon tomorrow, he will lure Hector's troops to appear at the sunset pass, and say let us solve it within 35 minutes fighting."

Soretto sneered, "As long as there is no problem with him, we can finish it in 15 minutes."

"That's natural." Turak grabbed the handle of the knife with one hand, patted his palm with the scabbard casually, and said with a contemptuous smile: "We can't know how much that guy Hektorf weighs. In a one-on-one situation, if he can catch me ten moves, I will lose."

"However, the question isn't whether you can win the battle, right?" He glanced at the chaotic camp behind him, "Have you talked to the old guy?"

"Aren't you asking this knowingly?" Soretto replied with a dark face, "He is still the same old way, he keeps his mouth shut about the overall situation, and he doesn't look at what the so-called coalition forces are like. He expects these guys to understand the situation. fart!"

Turak's face was cloudy and uncertain, he pondered for a while and said: "I will go with you to see him again."

Ten minutes later, the two were scolded by Kruger together, and all kinds of sundries on the table were thrown out behind them—their last attempt to persuade Kruger to attack Karen City failed, the old priest He was so angry that he vomited several mouthfuls of blood.

"I told you before I came here, it's useless!" After leaving the camp, Soretto sat on a big rock with a gloomy expression, "The old guy is determined not to let everyone touch Karen City, even the surrounding areas You can't even touch the farm, I really want to see what will happen to Claywell if he breaks the contract and refuses to give something!"

"We can't wait for that day." Turak said coldly.

Soretto froze for a moment, "What do you mean?"

"When I just came back, I overheard the chiefs of several tribes gathering together to discuss the interests of tomorrow after breaking the city. For this reason, the chiefs of Frostfang and Manblade fought each other, and each was slightly lightened. hurt"

"Why didn't you say it earlier?" Soretto said in shock and anger, and then got up and went to the former army to check the situation. A little friction between them may lead to a mutiny! What are you doing—"

Turak grabbed his shoulders, and the two struggled vigorously, but Soretto, who looked stronger, was dragged back to his original position.

"It's you who don't know what's going on, idiot!" Turak cursed in a low voice, "Why do you think I can easily hear these movements, whether it's Frostfang, Wild Blade or anything else, they don't care about Krewe The ban on infighting is no longer allowed! If you can’t convince Kruger, what’s the point of telling you a few minutes earlier?”

"Look clearly at what's in front of us, it's fucking Karen - the only accessible human city in the entire south of Gemir, and the leftovers they throw into the gutter for a month can feed an Asian The Human Tribe has been going on for three years, and now Karen's internal affairs officer is willing to be an internal response. The group of ancient dragons successfully attracted Hector's attention. The most important thing is that half of the demi-humans and hybrids of Gemir have been hit by hail this year. , the plague was caught again in summer, and at least one-third of the remaining ones would not survive this winter, so they are willing to fight this damn battle with us!"

"And us, what are we?" He took a step forward and grabbed Soretto by the collar, and smashed his chest with the other hand a few times, "We are garbage, trash, bedbugs living in the shadows! It’s the flies that buzz over when they smell a bit of leftovers, the wild dogs that bark and bite each other’s heads off for a piece of bloody carrion!”

"The situation, the overall situation?" Turak pushed Soretto away, with a sneer in his throat, "An old bastard who escaped from the battlefield thought he had read a few books on human history, and saw it a dozen miles away. A few big men really understand the general trend of the world? He thought he could control the 3000-strong coalition army, but in fact he couldn't even control Shuofeng, you and me! Didn't we in the Chinese army want to beat Karen and go crazy? I’m telling you, all of them! It’s just that they don’t dare to make a sound under Kruger’s clumsy imitation of human’s ‘military discipline’ for more than ten years!”

Soretto's face turned red and then pale, and he said in a rough voice: "But Kruger is right, if we dare to rob Karen in front of the ancient dragon demigod, we will soon usher in the revenge of the Golden Dynasty, Where can we go then?"

"As I said, we can't wait until then." Turak said with a cold face, "The 3000-strong 'coalition army' is just [-] mad dogs whose pupils are bleeding from hunger, and Kruger, you, and I It's just the three strongest of this group of wild dogs. We can stop them for another night, but after killing the main force of Hector and Karen tomorrow, whoever dares to stop in front for a second will be punished. Fangs and claws torn to pieces!"

"When it's time for the Golden Dynasty to launch revenge, we will run as far as we can. At worst, you will cross the sea with me and return to Kaidan. As for the others—" There was a mocking and blunt smile on his scarred face, "It's better to die on the way to escape after filling your stomach than to die in the city of Karen due to internal strife, isn't it?"

Soretto paced back and forth with his hands behind his back, frowning and said: "But what about Kruger, he won't agree."

Turak was silent for a long time, pressed his callused palm on the handle of the knife and said, "He's old and dying soon—isn't it okay a few days ago?"

"What did you say?" Soreto suddenly turned around, strangled Turak's neck, and said bitterly.

"You heard it clearly, he dies today, or we all die together tomorrow," the mercenary looked coldly at the trembling demi-human general, "Besides, it is not up to you to be the next in power, I can guarantee that my knife Fast enough to ensure that the next hybrid or demihuman I find is smart enough!"

After an unknown amount of time, Soretto slowly withdrew his cold hands, turned around, and said hoarsely, "I see."

At the same moment, at a high altitude that neither of them could reach, a heroic and handsome young man floated in the air, with the gray-white dragon wings vibrating slowly behind him, overlooking all kinds of chaos, greed, and trade-offs happening in the darkness. After struggling with him for a long time, he only let out a soft sigh.

(End of this chapter)