Chapter 633： Emerald fox

At the same time, the other side.

After a while, the fox people in the original camp were abandoned and new camps were established in new places.

The food that was stolen before, as long as it is saved, is enough to support them for a period of time.

However, the atmosphere in an entire new camp is unprecedentedly dignified.

The previous battle made them suffer heavy casualties.

No one thought of it, under the premise that their number occupies such a big advantage.

Will be killed by the group of kobolds so many people.

Among them, the other's weapons and equipment, undoubtedly occupied a large reason.

Carefully caressing the cold edge of the short spear in his hand.

This weapon is simply beyond their expected sharpness.

The fox man who cares for the blade only feels a pain at his fingertips.

The sharp edge has left a hole in its fingers.

The crimson blood flowed out of the mouth.

This weapon is terrible.

The bone spear in their hands is like a spear. It is simply broken.

Such a terrible weapon, how did those kobolds make it?

Just when this fox man thinks so.

A slightly old voice sounded up.

At this time, they are the patriarchs of the fox family.

They are the races of a few elders in the orcs.

Otherwise, the old patriarchs have long been replaced by younger tribes.

In the process of substitution, it may be that the head will be unscathed.

Now it’s time to return to the topic.

Their old patriarch lost his last child in the previous battle.

It has always been calm and wise. At this time, it has basically lost its sense of reason. There is a constant roar in it, and it wants to gather strength to avenge its children.

And several other elders in the family are desperately dissuading it.

To be honest, this is simply a farce.

"You have seen the strength of those kobolds. We can't beat those kobolds. The patriarchs are calmer!"

"Tell the location of their camp to the wild boar! Those kobolds are unlikely to be the opponents of the wild boar!"

The patriarch of the fox family cried out in disgust.

As a result, as soon as the words were finished, the empire elders sitting next to them had a headache.

"Don't be stupid. Before that, the group of stupid pigs will break our necks first! Have you forgotten how we used to chew food from them?"

A group of old foxes in various senses argued there.

The fox man playing the short spear is shrinking back.

It is the new elder of the family and the youngest of the Presbyterians.

In other words, there is no right to speak.

At this time, let the patriarchs and the elders slowly squabble. It is better to mix them in.

However, gradually, it suddenly noticed a slight flaw.

Because it found that the eyes didn't know when it started, they all fell on it.

Then, I saw a big elder with a big beard and asked for it with kindness...

"Cassin, what do you think?"

In the face of this problem, Kasin’s facial muscles were obviously pumped.

These old things, usually have nothing to ask for advice.

Now I have encountered such a broken thing.

Instead, they all pushed it all out and then pushed it out.

Of course, this can only be thought out in my heart, and certainly cannot be said.

Kasin’s cautious opening after a bit of thought...

"We should not dedicate the weapons and equipment we have robbed to the big chiefs, let the big chiefs shelter us. As a result, the threat of wild boars is nothing."

"After telling the heads of the Kobolds, as long as the chieftain is interested in these weapons and equipment, it will naturally gather strength to kill..."

As soon as this was said, the foxmen’s elders were silent.

I just wanted to throw out a troublesome problem.

No one thought that Cassin actually gave them a way to come up.

Even the patriarchs and elders who were still arguing in the past moments all showed a look of thought.

Obviously thinking about the feasibility of this matter.

Then, just listen to the patriarch and ask a question.

"So, who is going?"

Between the words, the pair of eyes fell on it again.

"Cashin, you are the youngest of us. At the same time, since this method was proposed by you, it is up to you to meet the chieftain."

"Grass! These old things!!!"

On the surface, a calm face of Cassin, but the heart is crazy.

Seeing the big chief, it’s simple.

But the tribe of the great chief is in the deepest part of the bitter cold.

In the past, it took a few months to say less.

It’s just that the journey is hard enough.

Not to mention that there are many orc tribes on this road.

It also includes the wild boar tribes who were cheated by the old things!

The gang of wild boars will now unscrew their necks as soon as they see them, or smash them into meat sauce!

However, the **** is that these old things have no meaning to ask for advice~www.novelhall.com~ This thing has been decided by itself before it opens.

It is because it is not allowed to reject it.

Returning to his place of residence, Cassin slammed the wooden bowl of water in his hand to the ground.

In this way, vent the fire in the heart of your heart.

But this is a foregone conclusion, and it is useless to vent it.

It’s a top priority to think about what to do next.

However, the ghost knows what to do! !

Their fox people are weak, and for the area where the strong people gather, they have always been afraid to avoid it.

Even hiding in the outer area.

Asked how to see the big chief?

How does it know? !

This embarrassment means that before you see the Grand Chief, it will die on its own!

Grabbing the hair on my head.

At this time, Cassin was both annoying and a headache.

However, the old things are not giving them the chance to do more.

The next morning, I had already packed it up for the ceremony.

He even picked up twenty foxes as guards.

Then he sent it out of the camp with enthusiasm.

Turned to the entrance to the camp, facing the old things that waved.

Kasin’s facial muscles twitched and kept whispering in his heart...

"Old things, you better not fall into my hands!!"

Without a retreat, biting his teeth, Cassin left with 20 guards and weapons ready to be dedicated to the Grand Chief.

I am looking forward to seeing myself someday, I am able to come back and give these old things a good look!

With such a slogan, Kasin goes farther and farther.

The team gradually disappeared at the end of the frozen soil.