Wolf King

Saladin's pair of red brass bells almost glared out. Was he betrayed? !

Think again that he was robbed on the way to the Cat Tribe, and he suddenly woke up... No wonder that the person of the Xia tribe came alone and made up such lies to deceive himself out of the tribe.

Saladin's anger disappeared in an instant, and the whole person calmed down. He was a tauren sage, knowing that the more critical moments, the more he should stay calm-the Xia tribe has been unstable internally since the expulsion of Tu Hao last year. It is not uncommon for a warrior who has fallen and has the strength to compete for the position of the patriarch; if there are stupid people trying to please the tiger clan and borrow the support of the tiger king to win the position of the patriarch.

Saladin shook his head secretly, he was not afraid of the threat of the Tiger King. This guy who was greedy and short-sighted than the previous Tiger King seemed far less to Saladin than his father. What he thought at the moment was... To clean up people's hearts, then this tribe of cats who have been neighbors with Tauren for more than a hundred years may become dandelions in the spring and be blown away by the wind.

The Tiger King did not get the expected response, and he became increasingly impatient, growling: "Saladin! Have you not understood your situation yet!"

Saladin looked up at King Tiger indifferently, his big hand propped on the ground, his huge body slowly stood up in the dark: "The person who does not understand the situation is you, King Tiger... Didn't your father tell you You, who was the owner of this land two hundred years ago—"

Saladin lifted his left foot, the thick calf muscles bulged, the thick footboard fell sharply, and the big hoof on the forefoot crackled into the marble floor of the foot.

King Tiger's complexion changed slightly, and he subconsciously wanted to throw off the spider silk robe on his body. Fortunately, he reacted in time and controlled his movements.

Saladin's right foot fell, and there was one more hole in the marble floor. The huge cow head approached the tiger king. The tauren sage, whose size is comparable to that of the tiger family, looked straight at the tiger king golden pupil, Shen Sheng Tao: "--We Tauren hate war, but we are never afraid of war."

The Tiger King stared at Saladin for a few seconds, and suddenly he laughed, with a grinning smile: "The Tauren Sage, in order to protect a small tribe, you Tauren will go to war with our Tigers?"

Saladin stared silently at the Tiger King, with red eyes burning like flames.

The tiger king's forehead exploded with blue muscles-for other people to say such big words, he would only disdain sneer, but the tauren's words... this group of cow heads can really do it!

"king!"

"Who?!" The Tiger King was furious. "Who is rushing into the king account!!"

"Wang and Wang Ting have many Tauren from outside!"

"What?!" The Tiger King rushed out of the room immediately.

Outside Wang Ting, the open space provided for outsiders to camp, the merchants from the orc empire, the wandering elven bards, and the powerful adventurers of all races, are alertly looking in the same direction.

More than a hundred Tauren stood silently outside the camp. These well-known and evil guys were all servants, covered with mud and grass, but they were amazingly fierce and murderous. The place where they stood was within a hundred meters. A lot of white space was vacated, and even unscrupulous and adventurous adventurers had bypassed this group of bullheads who came to see the bad ones.

Several tiger fighters ran out of the king's court and stopped in front of the tauren team and shouted a few words. A moment later, the tauren team walked out of a giant man with a thick black and yellow hair braid. A burly muscular little giant with a brown hair on his head followed the tiger warrior into the king's court.

In the Wang Ting Center and Wang Hu Hall, the Tiger King looked at the two visitors with a black face.

Yellow Bull Hall, Brown Bull Harold, and two Tauren patriarchs all came together... The gang of bull heads really did not know what was going on at the time of the trial, and what were the trade-offs!

The two tauren patriarchs said nothing, staring at the tiger king with black eyes and red eyes.

"The sage Saladin is only a guest in the king's tent." The tiger king reluctantly suppressed his temper, and his tone was particularly impatient.

Patriarch Harold looked at Hall, and Hall frowned, and the two patriarchs looked at King Tiger again.

The Tiger King was furious and did not have the mood to talk nonsense with these cow heads. He took out the white porcelain cup and pinched it in his palm: "Hand over the clan that produced this, and I will return Saladin to you."

Harold showed a very ferocious shock expression, his two red eyes almost did not stick to the porcelain cup, and Patriarch Hall stood up suddenly.

The tiger king's forehead had blue muscles, and he gritted his teeth to say one by one: "The tauren is not threatened, will the tiger tribe suffer? Either war or surrender that tribe, there is no third choice!"

Hall stepped forward, and Harold reached out to stop him.

The elder Harold, who was older than Hall, shook his head to his compatriots and turned to look at the tiger king. This time, the patriarch opened his mouth: "Do you want the tiger king to dominate the grassland or return? Your original home?"

King Tiger's face changed greatly, his facial muscles were tense, and the cannibalistic eyes stared hard at Harold.

"This land is called the land of curse. Even if it is the land of curse, our people as the goddess of the earth will do their best to maintain the tranquility on this grassland." If the face is vicious, the momentum is amazing, the tauren can not lose To give the Tigers a little bit, Harold took a step forward in response to the King Tiger's coercion. "Tiger King, do you want to bet our Tauren have this determination?"

The tiger king's eyes narrowed. As a king of the tiger, he did not lack the vision of the pattern. Harold's toughness made him aware of one thing-the tigers have been on the grassland for more than 40 years to find excuses to plunder small children. The tribe's behavior has accumulated Tauren's dissatisfaction to a critical point, and they are waiting for the time to explode it.

"Oh." The Tiger King sneered. "Very well... I can take a step back. As long as the tribe gives enough tribute to my tribe, my tribe can let them go and return Saladin to you. ."

"No." Patriarch Hall finally opened his mouth, and his tone was very bad. "There is no porcelain for you, return it to Saladin."

The Tiger King's face immediately froze.

The calmest moment of the feline is when the heart kills.

"My tribe is close to the York Mountains." Patriarch Harold interjected, "Although our tribe does not regard the grassland as our tribe, we are not indifferent to the things on the grassland."

The Tiger King turned to Harold, a little surprised in his cold eyes.

"A general in the orc empire will visit the king's court in the fall, this is what my clan heard from the chat of the orc business group." Harold's vicious face could actually see a trace of cunning, "We are bull People are peace-loving races, and I would love to see the once-orcish royal family regain its glory...I also invite the King Tiger to let this grassland get the tranquility she deserves."

With a click, the Tiger King crushed the armrests on the high-back chair and stared at Harold with terrifying eyes.

Harold met his gaze without fear, and said in a deep voice: "Enough is enough. King Tiger, did the Tigers get enough from the grassland?"

Half an hour later, when Hall and Harold walked out of the king's tent, they were surrounded by the regained Saladin. The three Tauren were not interested in the prosperous and prosperous Wang Ting. They hurried through the prosperous streets and met with the tribes outside the Wang Ting. They set off immediately.

This team of tauren warriors walked south for half a day and arrived at a woodland, waiting for the cat family in front of the woodland to get up and meet them.

The face of this group of cat warriors is a bit gray, and the young zebra (jaguar) leader is ashamed. After searching for Saladin among the bulls, he showed a reassuring expression, opened his mouth, and was speechless. Embarrassedly pinned his head to the side.

Saladin stepped out of the crowd and patted the shoulder of the young Leopard.

"Saladin said it didn't matter, but he couldn't lend you that set of porcelain to pay tribute to his ancestors, and was snatched away by the Tigers." A tauren warrior saw this and spoke for Saladin.

"No, we also... didn't borrow porcelain... It's our clan who's sorry for you." The young Leopard raised his head in shame.

Saladin shook his head and nodded again.

"Saladin said he didn't blame you, just hope that your tribe can stabilize as soon as possible." The Tauren warrior who translated radio waves hesitated. "Well... Saladin hopes you don't blindly imitate the Tigers... I hope you can live up to life A gift from the goddess."

Theoretically speaking, the goddess of the earth believed by the tauren and the goddess of life of the dragon ethnicity are the same, but because of the differences in the doctrine details, the two parties are not willing to recognize that the goddess of the earth is equal to the goddess of life. Even his own beliefs were relieved. No wonder the soldiers who translated were embarrassed.

The young Leopard's mouth was half open, and he nodded with a wry smile.

Patriarch Hall came out and stretched out his hand on the shoulder of the young zebra leopard, his eyes shining brightly.

"Patriarch Hall said... uh... our tauren did not want to intervene in the internal affairs of other tribes, but we couldn't bear to watch you get lost, so... Patriarch Hall wanted to tell you that you came over two hundred years ago What happened when I went to the grassland."

The translated Tauren warrior had a vicious surprise on his face, and seemed to be shocked by the radio waves sent by Hall.

"...The main target of the beast emperor exile is the tiger clan that was originally the royal clan, the cat clan is the imperial noble who supported the tiger clan, and the snow wolf clan is the imperial warrior..."

"After entering the grassland, the tigers were seriously injured, and then they lived together with the cats..."

"To protect the Tigers from evacuating safely, all the adults of the Snow Wolf and most of the soldiers of the Cat were left behind, all killed on the other side of the York Mountains. The strength of the Cat was seriously damaged, and the inheritance of the Snow Wolf was cut off... …"

The young Leopard's eyes grew bigger and bigger, and he looked at Patriarch Hall in disbelief.

Patriarch Hall nodded heavily.

The tauren warrior licked his lower lip nervously and said, "The former imperial lord wanted to restore the glory that once was, but... that was something that was two hundred years ago. The cat and snow wolf tribes have sacrificed for the tiger tribe enough."

The tauren team continued to go south and returned to their homes, leaving only a group of cat warriors standing in the same place.

"Xia... Tauren won't lie, right...?" a golden cat warrior asked with a look of panic.

"I don't know... I, I don't know..." The young spotted leopard looked at the direction of the tiger tribe with empty eyes.

He thought that the development route of the Tiger tribe was correct. Only the strong can respect the tribe to strengthen the tribe and the best choice for the tribe. He even hurt his friend Qingyan personally and drove him out of the tribe—and now, Xia It is no longer clear how to do it is to fulfill the responsibility of the patriarch.

"The patriarch’s responsibility is to play a leading role. The tribe is a group of sheep. Where can the sheep go to drink water and eat delicious grass? How to avoid high-risk beast hunting areas and how to find safe shelter from the wind Overnight in the district depends on how the patriarch leads the team and where.

"But it is impossible for the patriarch alone to drive a huge flock of sheep. You need someone who supports the patriarch to help him. When the patriarch is leading the way, these people must be optimistic about the entire flock. Are there any sheep left behind? Is there a sheep running in the wrong direction? Is there a sheep walking slower and unable to keep up with the team? The details of the details of the leader in front of the patriarch are invisible..."

"Qingcao, you said, you were staring at the sheep in the middle of the team. Suddenly one of the sheep was too lazy to go, stopped and rested on the spot, no matter whether it was farther and farther away from the big team, or if you would be left collectively... …At this time, do you think'Oh, he's tired, let him continue to rest', or is it better to hurry and pull him up and keep up with the big army?"

"Uh..." Qing Cao shifted his gaze aside guilty.

"Look at me! Answer out loud!" Xiao Yun shouted.

"I'm wrong!" Qing Cao wronged.

"What's wrong?" Xiao Yun asked.

"I, I shouldn't think who has a good relationship with me, I don't care whether he is lazy or not, because he is lazy and drags down the progress of the entire team." Qing Cao said the lower the head, "And... and lazy alone If you get into a habit, you will be more and more reluctant to work hard. At the end, everyone will dislike him, hate him, and be the worst for himself..."

"You're quite clear!" Xiao Yun raised his tone and hated the fact that he didn't make steel. "You know everything, but you don't want to control it, you don't want to do it. What is the reason for yourself? Ah? The grassroot patriarch raises many earthworms." How hard you work, how much sweat do you see? Some people are lazy and say that it is because they are transporting earthworm feces and they are too lazy to run and throw earthworm feces to the side of the road and come back. You don’t even think about the grassroots patriarch and think for others. Think about it, care about you and others have a good relationship?"

"Wow-wow wow -" On the side, the snow werewolf with his head hanging down couldn't help but cried out, "Ayun, you scold me, don't scold the grass..."

"No crying!" Xiao Yun shouted.

"..." The clan who lazily grabbed the bag bit his lip, tears crackling down.

"Bringing the team in the right direction is the responsibility of the patriarch! It is the responsibility of you, the team leader, to manage the clan and not to leave behind!" Xiao Yun poked his finger on the chest of grass, "Which is more important, I'm a little bit in my heart! Have you forgotten the story of the aristocratic young master mentioned earlier, the aristocratic young master who is spoiled by his family, and the cake on his neck will not move away to eat, and finally starved to death, which is a good result Isn’t it possible for others to live a healthy and happy life, and to be responsible to the entire tribe, is not comparable to your self-righteous feelings?"

"..." Qing Cao has nothing to say, tears in her eyes.

"... Ayun, come and help me see the quality of these earthworm cocoons." The grass root clan leader really felt that Xiao Yun had sprayed people for too long, and made a sound to relieve the grass.

"Come." Xiao Yun responded, staring fiercely at the grass, "Go, you work overtime today, help him make up for the backward workload, and you are not allowed to ask others to help, only you go!"

The grass was busy pulling the little friend away... Overtime is considered a forest! As long as she doesn't get sprayed, she'll be willing to let her stay up late to catch up!

Pushing his forehead to the grass root patriarch, the grass root pointed at the cocoon that he had just shoveled out of the worm droppings, a little funny: "I thought you wanted to catch a lazy person to spray, how come you can't get along with the grass what?"

"If there is a problem with the team, it's the responsibility of the grass. I will only ask her. Of course, if someone in each team drops the chain and I have to find someone to educate, then I have more time to spare." Xiao Yun squeezed his throat, and spraying people is also a physical job, but the typical one caught for the first time will not be treated badly and then suffer endlessly. Is the management fun? Who wants to think so, who will be "laid off" as soon as possible!

Grassroots thought about Ayun's words and found that it makes sense... And then, on the surface, Ayun is in charge of more than 150 people. In fact, he only needs to stare at the big water, blue fruit, grass, feather, Tu Haoqiu, Gray Dwarf Baru, Goblin Lao Shamen and others can keep the affairs of the tribe in hand, which is simpler and more efficient than staring at everyone.

"Sure enough, Ayun is the most reliable next patriarch. Unfortunately, he is too young, only 18 this year? How old can he be the patriarch." Thinking of Ayun's age, the grassroots I feel a little sorry... Although the cubs of the Snow Werewolf are still unable to estrus when they are twenty-five years old, they are almost as mature as adults. By comparison, Ayun, who has not reached twenty, looks really It was too young, even if he knew that he was very capable, he lacked a little persuasion.

Xiao Yun sprayed the grass in the farming shed area where there were not many people, but there were many people coming and going. The front and back together sprayed for more than 20 minutes, and Thrall, who was slightly away from the breeding area, heard Dynamic; after such a time, let alone the "big river" type of smart people dispel the idea of ​​occasionally hiding lazy, several people with the team are even more tight-skinned What a shame! Let's face it!

Thanks to the foundation laid last year and the extra airlift labor force Balk, the team that went to the sea this year harvested tens of thousands of pounds of salt, and the remaining bittern in the salt field was brought back to the young and old-this thing can be used A little bit of tofu can also be used to make Balke's "Dragon Origins Self-propelled Laboratory" to synthesize liquid ammonia, which cannot be wasted.

It didn’t take long for the salt drying team to return, and the highly intensive rain fell during the summer and autumn...

Thick and unclear in the rain screen ten meters away, a black panther trotting along the river and heading up the river, from time to time leaned his head to observe the height of the rising water level.

"Last year's snow was not as great as the year before. This year's rain fruit was a bit smaller than last year." Qing Yan thought back to the water level at this time last year. If he remembered correctly, the water had already flooded the south bank. This year, the artificial river sluice of the upstream spillway has not been opened, and the river is still more than half a meter above the bank.

"After a few more days of rain, the water will still overflow, and the sluice gate should indeed be opened." Qingyan had counted in his heart and ran faster.

After running for a while and reaching the sluice of the artificial river channel, Qingyan jumped off the river to the opposite bank and climbed over the sluice, in the shape of a black panther, with large claws that are much more flexible than the snow werewolf, the ramp will be a ramp-shaped gate. Pieces of cement brick moved to the bank of the river.

Because of the difference in tonnage between the fighting form (beast shape) and the human form, it is very dangerous to become a man to move the bricks that serve as a sluice. Last year, the red leaves were washed out more than 100 meters, which was very embarrassing, and the paws of the snow werewolf Without Qingyan being agile, this job was handed over to him... who called him the "second-class labor force" categorized among the cubs of the Snow Wolf.

The fighting form of the black panther is similar to that of the spotted leopard, with thick shoulders and strong forelimb muscles that can hold large prey. It is thick and strong, and the gate that seals the estuary is quickly evacuated by Qingyan. In the leopard form, the body of more than four hundred kilograms (similar to the largest tiger on the earth, with two-thirds of the snow wolf family) is shocked.

Climbed to the shore and shook his head, Qingyan feeling hungry to relieve the fighting form, opened the package that was tied to his feet, took out the animal skin shorts and rattan shoes, put on his arm-length dagger, and followed the river. Go back.

The grasslands are not safe, the rampant beasts are still there, and the wandering Warcraft is the most headache. Fortunately, the number of Warcraft is not too large, nor can it be encountered casually. Warcraft is more dense in the York Mountains in the east of the grassland. As far as Qingyan knows, there are often adventurers of various races from around the mountain range. He heard that there are even people from other continents... Of course he has not seen what the adventurers look like, but in the Tauren tribe. (Playing autumn wind) When I met people from other tribes, I heard others mention it.

"The terrible World of Warcraft is nothing compared to the green dragon in the tribe." Qingyan's mentality came out alone. If he didn't sign up for salt this year, he also "rided" the dragon. People...

Calm and calm all the way, Qingyan, who had no difficulty except for too much rain and hunger, returned to the tribe and ran towards the kitchen... Now the tribe has plenty of food, and it is not as fixed as before to get a fixed amount of food. .

Before he reached the kitchen, he saw a small, panicked face slammed in the rain and threw him at him.

"Qingyan, the ball is gone!" Tu Hao cub clutched Qingyan's hand nervously.

"Autumn? What's wrong with autumn?" Qing Yan was taken aback.

"The ball went to the east and the quarry to pick fruit, but it didn't come back!"

Qingyan quickly hugged the cub: "Have you told anyone else, to Ayun?"

"I can't find Ayun..." Tu Hao pup puckered up.

"Ayun is busy. It's normal to find it. It's okay. I'll find someone to take me to the quarry to find autumn. You should wait in the house first. Don't worry."

"Autumn is gone?" In the sweet potato field, the grass that was carrying people to cultivate the soil and drained the ground heard this, and immediately greeted the two people to throw away their hoes and started running towards the quarry.

The sight was blocked in the heavy rain, and a group of four ran to the quarry to see only the vague silhouette of the low mountain. There was no way to do it. Instead, they shouted Qiu's name and looked around the low mountain.

"I'm here!"

Hearing the sound, the four hurriedly followed the sound, bypassing the beams of the low mountain, and Qingyan froze.

Qiu stood on the north side of the low mountain and grew a few wild fruit trees, facing several people at a distance of a few meters; these people were all covered with messy long hair, and they were not "own people" at first sight.

One of them turned to look at them, and that familiar face made Qing Yan's complexion suddenly change: "--It's you!"

The author has something to say: the grassland in the article is a cold temperate grassland, so lion hyenas will not appear... In addition, the lion is really just in terms of tonnage and individual combat strength, but it is a tiger that generally lives in areas with higher dimensions. The king of beasts is not Barking.

Also, the largest wolf on earth, the tonnage is also quite impressive... Man stands almost as tall and strong as an adult man.