SFS Chapter 307 The moon is dark and the wind is high
Chapter 307 The moon is dark and the wind is high
After Itachi said this, both of them fell silent. After an unknown amount of time, Itachi Tamaki gave a bitter smile and said, "We both know what's going on in our hearts, so why bring it out into the open?"
If Itachi hadn't been so stubborn back then, perhaps Lynx and the cubs wouldn't have died at all.
"But that's not what I meant!" Itachi's always straight shoulders suddenly became a little hunched, and his eyes were filled with deep regret. "I just wanted Wen to be able to live a good life."
But he used the wrong method, which led to this situation, separating his student and the person he loved forever.
He knew Itachi harbored resentment towards him.
"Fine, fine, do whatever you want. I'm going back to the snow mountain." Itachi waved his hand weakly.
Tamaki remained silent. He knew the pain in Itachi's heart, and he couldn't speak for him and say forgiveness.
When they returned to the tent, only one weasel ring remained of the weasel tribe. "The three hundred male orcs of the weasel tribe are at your command. I have only one request."
His gaze suddenly darkened, and he said through gritted teeth, "I want all the male beastmen of the Fierce Boar Tribe to die."
Since they couldn't find the real killer of Lynx, they might as well kill them all. In Itachi's eyes, any male beastman from the Fierce Boar tribe could be the murderer who harmed his brother's partner.
Lang Cang nodded indifferently, "Even if you didn't tell me, I wouldn't let them live."
He must be stupid to leave himself with such troubles. There's an ancient poem by Lin Baiyan that says it well: "Wildfire cannot burn it all; the spring breeze brings it back to life."
It's best to nip potential problems in the bud.
That night, the entire team was assembled. The docile and martial, with the weasel, the ring wolf, the canglin, and the white flame standing at the very front of the team.
"General, all troops have assembled!"
"General?" the docile man repeated with interest.
Indeed, Lang Cang, as the city lord of Ten Thousand Beasts City, also holds the position of military commander-in-chief of Ten Thousand Beasts City. He is an orc in the city who can rival Hu Luan, but he is more than twenty years younger than Hu Luan. Lang Cang has unlimited potential.
The ranks below were orderly and their eyes were fixed intently on the general at the front.
"Let's go!" With a command from Lang Cang, the Beast City's troops set off in perfect unison. The orcs from the Weasel Tribe and the Reindeer Tribe were quite surprised to see these well-trained warriors from Beast City.
The docile man's eyes were filled with complex emotions. He looked at the other men's warriors and then at his own. It was truly a case of different fates for the same beast. He was more than twenty years older than Lang Cang, but look at the warriors under their command!
The docile girl shed tears of longing.
A hunting ground of the Chaoxiong tribe.
Beside the campfire, a fat, boar-like orc savagely tore off a bloody leg of lamb from his hand, his mouth smeared with blood. He cackled and touched his own leg to his companion beside him, "Our hunt this time will definitely surpass that of the Mad Lion Tribe orcs!"
“That’s right, this time we must let the Lion Tribe know how powerful our Fierce Boar Tribe is!” His companion said indignantly, seemingly having thought of something. “Our Fierce Boar Tribe is clearly the largest and strongest tribe in the north, yet they still dare to go against us and seize our territory!”
"What's even more outrageous is that they actually stole our spoils—the bear-beastmen!" The giant bear tribe was clearly conquered by them together, but the mad lion tribe, on the contrary, hypocritically pretended to be good people to the giant bear tribe, wanting to recruit those giant bear-beastmen to their own side.
Do you really think they're all stupid beasts?!
"Our leader has already made a move. Those people from the Mad Lion Tribe only know how to play dirty tricks. How could our chieftain not be on guard!"
Another boar-man said mysteriously, "Oh? Could it be that sir we met a couple of days ago?"
The orc holding the lamb leg smacked another orc hard with it, yelling, "What are you saying? You'll be in big trouble if you ruin the chieftain's plans!"
After saying that, he waved the bone in his hand triumphantly, "Sooner or later, this Super Hero Tribe will be the domain of us Fierce Pigs!"
Outside the temporary encampment, Lang Cang lay prone in the grass, surrounded by various orcs lying in ambush.
Taming martial arts is strange. Are the spies under Lang Cang's command dog-sniffing?
According to the information Lang Cang received, they found this temporary base with almost no effort.
Normally, the Chaoxiong tribe is like a slippery eel, constantly changing its base camp.
They probably knew they had attracted too much hatred, which is why they changed their tribal settlements so frequently.
"What's your secret?" Xunwu lowered his voice; he was dying of curiosity!
The kitten lying beneath the wolf squinted its eyes smugly. Did you not know? They have a secret weapon!
Wolf Cang was busy observing the situation outside the temporary camp and didn't reply to him. Xunwu, feeling snubbed, stopped talking.
After Lang Cang had roughly figured things out, he led a few people to retreat to a slightly more distant place.
Hu Luan leaned closer. "General, what are we waiting for?"
Now that we've found their hideout, of course we should charge in and wipe them all out!
Lang Cang looked at Hu Luan expressionlessly. "Captain Hu Luan, I remember you should have been present when the military theory class in Beast City started."
Hu Luan nodded without hesitation, "Of course I'm here!" He did want to skip class, but Lang Cang had clearly stipulated that orcs who failed the exam had no way to enter the army of Ten Thousand Beasts City, so Hu Luan had no choice but to obediently submit.
"A dark and windy night," Lin Baiyan suddenly blurted out.
Hu Luan immediately replied, "When killing beasts and setting fires."
Lang Cang looked at him intently, "When is the best time to launch a sneak attack?"
Hu Luan snapped back to reality. "In the dead of night," he said, scratching his head guiltily afterward.
Oh no! He was so excited that he completely forgot everything he learned in class. Looking at Lang Cang with his unreadable eyes, his heart was in his throat.
"Very good, it seems you haven't completely forgotten."
Hearing him say that, Hu Luan subconsciously breathed a sigh of relief. Thank goodness, he wasn't punished.
“However—” Lang Cang’s tone shifted, and he looked at him with a half-smile, “I think you should retake the theory courses after you go back.”
"Awoo—" Hu Luan's face instantly turned mournful.
In the latter half of the night, the campfire in the temporary camp had gone out, and the deafening snoring of the fierce boar beastmen could be heard from inside the tents.
Wolf Cang bent down and pulled a dagger from his trouser leg. "Gentlemen, surround this tribe according to our previous plan. Don't let any of them escape alive."
Lin Baiyan also drew his short sword from his waist. "No matter what happens inside, all you need to do is guard the gate!"
The two men exchanged a glance and simultaneously whispered, "Let's go!"
Beast City needs an opportunity to establish its authority among the various tribes, and now is the best chance!