Chapter 606 605. The situation is about to open up, my dear jackal brothers

One day later, Overseer Hurley, who was entrusted with the important task but was late to arrive, finally arrived at the original camp of the Filthy Claw clan. He brought with him a main force of more than 6,000 from the Whiptail clan and elites from other clans, plus There are more than two thousand jackals left in the camp, and they are definitely a strong force.

And this is just a pathfinder in the war sequence of Black Disaster mode.

It stands to reason that the Dirty Claw clan has just experienced a terrible defeat, and even their chief was lost. In this situation, according to the tradition of the gnolls, a wave of heads should be chopped off to boost morale. However, the army has always been run by Governor Hurley, who is known for his strictness, did not take such measures this time.

Instead, it used the energy gained from Chief Dirty Claw's death in battle to cause a wave of disruption and reorganization, and incorporated the losers of the Dirty Claw clan into its own army to serve as cannon fodder.

Although there is a high probability that they will not survive the next battle, such "mercy" is indeed rare for Lao Daobaozi who uses his strength to fight his way through the dark mountains.

The Overseer even summoned the former Black-Eye Clan Overseer Popok Black-Eye, who was already infamous as the "Loser", in his own camp.

It was different from the angry scolding when they last met.

This time, Overseer Hurley's attitude towards the fearful Popok was "friendly", especially when Popok presented the head of Chief Filthy Claw and the Vam Beheader that he had "fighted to snatch back". A fleeting smile flashed across that furry, ferocious face.

"What a shocking weapon. You said you captured this on the battlefield?"

The Warlord is a true Gnoll warrior.

Anyone who is a warrior will not hate magical weapons. He stroked the mighty barbarian battle ax with his claws, glanced at Popok, who had his head lowered next to him, and said:

"People in the camp told me that it was you who snatched the head of Chief Filthyclaw under the self-destruction tactics of the Transian lunatic, and prevented it from falling into a worse fate of losing its life and losing its reputation?"

"Yes, Lord Overseer."

Popok replied shamelessly:

"I was the frontline warden appointed by Chief Filthy Claw, and I tried to stabilize the situation after Avalon's Chosen came to the battlefield. However, I was no match for the Chosen, and the false god Vam also sent his messenger. .

That vampire was terrifying. I tried my best to help Chief Dirty Claw, but...

In short, Chief Filthy Claw treats me well, and I can’t just sit back and watch him be humiliated by the Transians again.”

This passage was spoken very smoothly.

It was as if it had been rehearsed in advance. If anyone with a bit of shame said this, they would be so embarrassed that they would turn red in the face. But after Popok experienced the ups and downs of life, he had already learned to use a reality that did not belong to the jackals. A posture to face the storms of life.

To put it simply, Popok has fallen deeper and deeper into this damn whirlpool under the temptation of Nash, the eloquent Transian Jackal.

If it doesn't want to die, it can only continue to strengthen its face.

Of course, Warlord Hurley also knew that Popock was telling lies, but he did not expose it.

Why expose it?

Although it is unknown what role Popok played in Chief Dirty Claw's death in battle, the fact is that Chief Dirty Claw died and the clan he left behind was annexed by him.

As a result, the Whiptail Clan gained a group of important voodoo priests. The Splitclaw Clan's attempt to promote martial arts on the battlefield completely failed.

The man was slapped twice hard.

This kind of thing is certainly not a good thing for the formation of this black disaster, but it is definitely not a bad thing for the Whiptail Clan, which has been competing with the Splitclaw Clan for territory.

From this point of view, the continuous defeat of Blood Flag Highland is bad, but Warlord Hurley himself is not at a loss.

It has already made plans.

Let it settle the battles that the Splitclaw clan's vassals didn't win.

Facts visible to the naked eye will prove which clan is more worthy of following. In this way, the power of the Whiptail clan will expand again. This kind of strategy is quite junior in the politics of the human kingdom, but it is already very important to the gnolls.

What a nice ingenuity.

Right now, everything is moving forward according to Warlord Hurley's ideas. After making his clan's competitors disgraced, it's time for the Whiptail clan to clean up the overall situation.

However, when Overseer Hurley carried the Wamu Beheader behind his back as his new weapon, he also glanced at Popok next to him with a strange look.

There is indeed something weird about this guy that is hard to explain, otherwise it cannot explain why every battle involving Popok will end in a miserable failure. Perhaps there are rumors in the camp that slander it as a "loser" or a "cursed one"

It's not out of nowhere.

I am not a superstitious and ignorant warlord, but for the sake of safety,

"Popock! Your behavior of fighting even though you are defeated reflects your courage. I retract my previous remarks that accused you of being a coward. I see the bravery and tenacity of a jackal in you. Therefore, I want to re-appoint you as the warlord.

.”

Grand Overseer Hurley said in a deep voice:

"But you are tired from fighting continuously, so you don't need to go to the battlefield for this battle. You gather the warriors from the Dirty Claw clan and other defeated small clans and guard them in the camp.

When they are needed on the battlefield, I will send someone to contact you."

"Ah this."

Popok was frightened for a while, thinking that Warlord Hurley was going to use it as cannon fodder again, but the next moment, the Grand Warlord came forward and patted it on the shoulder and said:

"Don't be afraid. Just stay in the camp. You can go home after this battle. Your father contributed 2,500 elite hunters to the clan. The old chief has seen the loyalty of the Black Eyes clan. Of course you can too.

Qualified to share in my victory.

I will let you return to your hometown with news of victory, and I will let you honor your old father and your clan.

Alas, it is indeed old."

After saying that, the Grand Overseer shook his tail and left the camp to inspect the army. They soon launched the final attack on that damn Blood Flag Highland. Well, it should be called the Blood Flag Trap now.

That place no longer has the advantage of high ground, and all the defense lines and bunkers made of fossilized clay by the Transians have been razed. The Grand Overseer has full confidence that he can use a strong charge to defeat the people guarding there.

All the tough guys in Transia were wiped out.

But there's something evil about these guys.

Although Hurley has been at the rear, he has also heard about the situation on the front line. Facing the strange Transians, it would be a bit risky to use the clan's elite to rush forward. Therefore, the Great Warlord will use the dirty claws before this time.

Clan tactics.

Anyway, the voodoo priests supported by the Splitclaw clan are still there, so it will use the meteorite spell to kill those Transians, and then pass through this worthless area and advance the battle line before they can regroup.

Go to Black Flame Pass and complete the final assembly there.

Then its work is over!

Next, all you need to do is follow the old chief's will and watch and appreciate how the Splitclaw clan smashed their heads in front of that position.

Hurley had his own plan, but Popock was not at peace in his heart. He returned to his tent with a feeling of depression, and immediately saw Nash who was writing there.

Popok is a standard jackal. He doesn't know how to read and doesn't think there's anything wrong with it. Nash has helped him many times and is now a "trustworthy person" in Popok's eyes.

It depressedly told Nash about its situation, clasped its paws with a hint of anger, and whispered:

"The Black Eyes Clan is not a big clan. We are just dependent on the Whiptail Clan. We are about the same size as the Dirty Claw Clan. Taking out 2,500 elites at once will definitely break my clan's muscles and bones.

Although my father doesn’t like me and has always scolded me as a prodigal son, but because of my fault, the clan suffered such a loss, I...I feel a little uneasy."

"So, are you looking for help from me?"

Nash rolled the Jackal's eyes and said:

"Brother Popok, I am in trouble. You see, I am just a little smart. I can't help you with such a big matter. But I think there is only one person who can help you now. The 'Wise Wolf' I serve has already

The secret arrived nearby.

If you really need help, you can follow me to see it!

I was about to introduce the 'Jackal Talent' I found to my master. It possesses the supreme wisdom among the Jackals and has been recognized by the King of Bone Grinders.

Don’t you admire the bone-grinding king the most?

Maybe now is an opportunity.

I believe Lord Hogg can definitely provide you with a good plan that has the best of both worlds. Let’s go, leave now, and come back before tonight. You don’t want Warlord Hurley to doubt you, right?”

"I feel like I'm being pulled into a terrible conspiracy by you."

Popok was a little moved. He was actually a little curious about Nash's "Sir Wolf" who had been blowing rainbow farts like crazy, but he still had the last bit of persistence in his heart that belonged to the jackal warrior, so he gritted his teeth and said:

"I had this feeling when I first saw you. You must be waiting for me there on purpose. You must be."

"Yes, you guessed it right."

Nash whispered:

"Without my intervention, you would have been decapitated by the Vam Beheader, Bobok, but I must tell you, I am not a traitor to the Gnolls!

You misjudged me.

In fact, I am extremely loyal to my race!

I am more loyal to my bloodline than anyone else in this camp, and I only serve what is right and not those of you who are doing evil.

I know you won’t believe what I say. It doesn’t matter. Come with me to see Mr. Hogg!

You can bring along the direct lineage warriors of the Black Eyes clan that you found from the defeated army, and you can bring as many bodyguards as you want.

It's just that you have to make a decision quickly. Let me tell you the truth, Hurley can't defeat the Transians at all! It's just another fool who will die under his own arrogance. What a heroic war spirit the Transians have.

You've seen the horror with your own eyes, haven't you?"

Thirty minutes later, Popok left the camp on the pretext of going out for reconnaissance, riding on Chief Dirty Claw's snow-white warg, carrying thirty black eyes that he had rescued from the Dirty Claw clan's punishment camp.

As a bodyguard, the tribesmen followed Nash to the foot of a mountain in the southwest.
To be continued...