"Yes, yes, I'm a businessman here to do business. I came here because of the little fox's good reputation."
"Yes, the little fox is full of love. Even the entrance sign seems approachable. I had to pay a few extra silver coins just to catch a glimpse of the little fox."
After the great battle, the friendship among the various wolf riders of the First Legion quickly grew, and they started chatting.
During the conversation, it was surprising to discover that 30% of them had been bullied, extorted, had their homes ransacked, coerced, or driven away by the little fox.
This discovery, instead of embarrassing these former unlucky souls, became something to brag about.
"That guy, back then, I was robbed of all my wealth by that little fox, and I used it to rob the rich and help the poor, donating it all to charity!"
"Heh, what's that? After the Third Urban Management raided my house, the rats that had been bothering my family for three years all ran away with their families. You're not as ruthless as me!"
"Bullshit, what do you mean? After the family property was confiscated, I'm the only one left alive in my whole family, hahaha, hahahaha."
(Everyone stares)
(There's a mole inside! Kill him!)
"Uh, why are you looking at me? I'm an orphan, just kidding, just kidding, haha."
The laughter and curses of the wolf riders reached his ears. The leader of the Blood Ravens remained silent for a long time before his cheek twitched violently.
He glanced at the First Legion, a group of idiots. This newly formed legion would be the sharpest weapon against the family forces in the future.
He had trained the legion, and therefore he always felt a sense of pride.
At this moment, his sense of pride vanished, and a sense of shame inexplicably arose in his heart.
Black Crow, who was following him, was holding a stereo and looked like he was about to cry.
I'm so lonely carrying around a loudspeaker to buff everyone in the city!
He recalled the various scenes of leaving the city, thinking he had dominated the battlefield and been given an important position, but reality, that little bitch, slapped him hard across the face and made him offer his other cheek for another slap.
He was completely passive throughout the entire game—passive during chases, passive when being chased, passive during sieges—all while carrying around a lively, bouncing speaker and pressing a few buttons to change the music.
emm……
Everyone's faces were flushed with excitement. They ate roasted meat and sang songs, and their spirits immediately lifted when the city lord was mentioned as he fought against the crowd.
The first battle of the expedition was also the first battle of the First Legion. They destroyed Silverlight City, crushed the allied forces of the three kingdoms, and burned Giant City. Their achievements were too great. Even the counterattack of Constantine City against the Duchy did not have such great results.
Most importantly, at the Fox King's call, the wolf riders looted a wealth of supplies, including the three magic cannons that were handed over.
"Bang!"
The heavy object was loaded onto the truck with a loud bang.
The three cannons, along with their bases, were dragged away by a dozen or so white horses.
To protect them from the ravages of winter, the cannons were covered with a layer of cotton, wrapped in gauze, and placed in a carriage, where they were moved slowly.
If the magical device hadn't been destroyed, a perfectly intact monster cannon could have sold for at least 100 gold wolves (the lowest model).
It is said that these three were equipped with [rapid-fire] weapons, with astonishing firing efficiency, firing three shots in a row in one go, but they lost their dominance in the lightning tribulation battlefield.
At the forefront of the First Legion, Xiao Han sat atop the strongest giant wolf.
The giant wolf is five meters tall, with thick limbs and a fierce face, and is one-third larger than an ordinary giant wolf.
Of course, as the Fox King's mount, it became as obedient as a kitten.
It licked its lips, opened its blood-red maw, and then yawned.
When a wolf's forelegs step into the snow, it is submerged up to its knees. For an ordinary wolf, the icy cold is enough to be fatal.
But for the giant wolf that has broken the limit nine times, it's nothing.
"Giant City was the main battlefield, and all clues were completely erased, leaving only the corpses of Silverlight City after its forces were wiped out. Even the duchy's diviners, when speculating on our coordinates, guessed that the first force they suspected was Silverlight City, followed by Constantine City, and finally Titan City."
Xiao Han glanced at the virtual map, scouting the surrounding routes and the power of the duchy.
After defeating the allied forces of the three kingdoms, the reward was not issued, and perhaps there was also a missing task of framing someone else.
“If we take a detour and deliberately approach the sphere of influence of Constantinople, leaving misleading clues, that's something we can consider.”
"But the snow is too cold. If the silver-ranked wolves stay here too long, things might change. Besides, the supplies they are carrying are easy targets to detect. It would be better to return to Titan City."
"We've done everything we could. We need to improve our combat strength as soon as possible so that we can put up a fight against the superhumans who are based in the Duchy."
Xiao Han's thoughts were like lightning. A silver lightning bolt shaped like an earthworm crawled around him before he stuffed it into his storage wristband.
"If my identity is exposed, the first batch of combat forces, including Tyrant Crocodile, can serve as the main force to take the pressure for me and annihilate the duchy's counterattack."
...
"Bang!"
In the magnificent hall, a teacup shattered, and a middle-aged man in a red robe stood with suppressed rage in his eyes.
His face was gloomy, but he composed himself, and his amber eagle eyes flashed with a sharp light.
His purple hair crackled with electricity, like a waterfall of lightning, giving the impression of a lion deliberately suppressing its roar.
The atmosphere inside the main hall was solemn.
"Your Grace, this battle is a defeat for us."
A knight stood up, bowed respectfully, and a look of guilt appeared on his resolute face: "If our army had not been careless towards the Promi family, the young master would not have perished."
The Silverlight City troops and high-ranking officials of the three-nation allied forces were buried in Giant City. Through special communication methods, the three duchies learned of the allied forces' defeat in less than half a day.
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