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Chapter 38 The Fire of the High Platform(1/2)

The wolf howls one after another, like a tide.

Everyone who heard such a wolf howling was shivering.

Because there are so many wolf howlings.

In their barren imagination, there have never been so many wolves.

Not to mention hearing it with your own ears.

As for seeing it with your own eyes?

Believe me, no one wants to see such a wolf tide with his own eyes.

There will be no bones left.

In the Thunder Fortress, the captured grassland people were originally crawling on the ground in a daze, but when they heard such a wolf howl, they struggled to get up one by one, looking at the source of the wolf howl: Leldri.

"god!"

"It's God who is crying!"

“God did not abandon us!”

Cheers sweep away the despair and numbness of the previous ones.

They all fell to their knees.

Celebrate in your own way.

The guards guarding outside the prisoner camp were all facing great enemies.

They were worried that the prisoners would riot.

However, things did not move in the worst direction, and these prisoners did not move more than celebrate.

This made the guardian Warren soldiers feel relieved.

But soon, they looked to the north with concern.

The howling of the wolf is still moving forward.

There is the grassland!

It is the pasture and hometown of the grassland people.

Although the grassland people have just been defeated, what will happen with such a wolf howl?

No one knows.

Or, no one dares to speculate.

Rock, the wizard trained by the Warren royal family, called the messenger with a serious expression.

"Go and tell Your Majesty and Your Highness the news here."

"Yes, sir."

The messenger nodded and immediately rode his horse forward.

Watching the messenger who was leaving, Rock looked to the north again.

"The terrible Warren."

The wizard sighed.

Then, he quickly returned to the tent and issued one command after another.

In just a few minutes, the entire camp started to operate in an orderly manner.

After doing all this, Rock took a deep breath, and then, his eyes looked at the secret letter that appeared silently on his desk the moment before the wolf howl appeared.

The letter is full of bewitching and enticing.

The signature is unknown.

But Rock could guess that those who could speak the contents of the secret letter would definitely be those who knew Warren and the Warren royal family very well.

Who is this person?

Rock didn't know.

But he knew what he should do.

The wizard, with a cold face, threw the secret letter into the charcoal brazier.

call!

The flames in the charcoal brazier suddenly jumped up and quickly swallowed the secret letter.

The grassland people may make a comeback.

At this moment, such a "strange thing" appeared inside Warren.

Warren's ultimate fate is undoubtedly not optimistic.

Rock was very clear about this.

But what he also knew was that he was a wizard trained by the Warren royal family that had poured into many resources.

Facing the storm of Warren...

How could he leave and accept the favor?

What he wants to do is to repay the Warren royal family.

Glory is my life.

This is the Knight's declaration.

He is not a knight.

He is a wizard.

What a wizard attaches more importance to knowledge. He respects the value of knowledge and respects the people who give him to acquire knowledge.

For this, he can go through fire and water and be crushed to pieces.

"Come on, let me see who you are!"

A low spell rang out from the wizard's mouth, and the letter paper burned to ashes in the brazier floated up again, looking like ashes.

And, it keeps changing.

...

Enmod rode on the war horse, his beloved longbow was on his back and his scimitar hung around his waist, but the longbow had already broken strings and the scimitar was covered with gaps.

Even the only war horse he raised was left with the only one under his crotch.

He broke through Warren's blockade.

but……

Looking up, Enmod looked at the scattered tribe members, his young face full of at a loss.

There is not only confusion about the future, but also fear.

The young Enmod knew very well that with the number of people in this tribe, even if they returned to the pastures of their own tribe, they would only be annexed by other tribes.

Their relatives, cattle and horses, will be divided as spoils.

And these are the only remaining warriors?

Hanged or beheaded.

Apart from that, there is no other possibility.

what to do?

what to do?

Emmynn asked himself.

Not only the young Eunmoden, the people of Eunmoden, as well as the leaders and soldiers of other grassland tribes who were also defeated, were all thinking about this problem.

The confusion and fear brought by the unknown permeate everyone's hearts.

It turned into a terrifying force and was about to devour these grassland people.

And at this moment—

Ah woo woo!

The loud, continuous wolf howls came.

One after another, it hit the hearts of these grassland people hard.

These defeated grassland people were shocked.

They all came back to God from that special state.

They were a little dazed.

They don't know what just happened.
To be continued...
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