Chapter 638: Hosts and Guests Reversed

The torches illuminated a group of knights on war horses.

They were shirtless, wearing animal skins, and their dark skin was covered with tattoos.

The allied people have been tattooing less and less on their people, not to mention that these people were not wearing linen clothes and armor.

They were from the Human Tribe, and they were not warriors of the Human King. They were warriors who once belonged to the Bull City, but now it seems that they may not be.

"They are warriors from the Jackal Tribe."

Zhuoma's mother recognized these horse-riding men at a glance and screamed in surprise.

"They are our own people."

Immediately, women and children put down their bows and arrows with peace of mind, but Zhuoma was still alert.

She stopped the tribesmen who wanted to pass by, and shouted loudly to the warriors wandering in the darkness: "Why are you here instead of fighting with the young duke?"

Her question surprised many women and children.

In their opinion, these people came to look for them and others, and were sent back by the young duke to integrate the grassland.

There were still sounds of horses running in the darkness, but no one answered Zhuoma's question, which made her more uneasy.

"Zhuo... Zhuoma, will you be okay?"

The nervous women and children asked again, picking up their bows and arrows.

"That person said that when the old duke died in the battle, the team had been dispersed, and the young duke did not organize many people, so... they might be deserters."

They all knew who the person Zhuoma was talking about, but it was hard for them to accept that these people in the dark might be enemies.

In their view, those people across the river are the enemies, and these people are their own people.

But now it seems that things may not be as they imagined.

"We only want cattle and sheep, not lives. Drive the cattle and sheep out and we will let you go."

Someone finally spoke in the darkness, but this was not the answer that Zhuoma and others wanted to hear.

"Damn Jackal Tribe people, the Marquis will kill you when he comes back."

A woman and a child angrily shot an arrow into the darkness and roared.

Her arrow was very powerful, but there was no sound of hitting the flesh. It seemed that the person who spoke was still wandering.

"Haha, if he can come back, I will naturally be afraid of him, but he wants to fight to the death with the alliance, so it is not certain whether he can come back."

These words made everyone's heart sink. If the Marquis also died, the Prairie Wolf Tribe would be in real trouble.

This Marquis has only been on the throne for a few years, and his children are still young. If the Marquis dies, the Prairie Wolf Tribe will inevitably be in chaos.

In addition, during this period of war, it is unknown how much chaos will arise.

"I'll give it."

Zhuoma spoke, and the answer he gave stunned the women and children.

"But we can't give it all. We still have children here. They need to eat meat, and we also need to survive. If you push us too hard, we will fight you to the death."

After hearing the latter words, the women and children expressed their support, and they showed a momentum of sharing the same hatred and enemies.

The sound of horse hooves in the dark became quieter for a while. It seemed that these people gathered together to discuss. Soon, the sound came again.

"Okay, you just drive the cattle and sheep north along the river, and we won't kill you."

The voice in the dark said.

Zhuoma felt relieved. She nodded and prepared to let the women and children drive the cattle and sheep out.

"Wait a minute."

A voice suddenly came from the direction of the river in the south.

Zhuoma looked over immediately. Although she could not see anyone, she was familiar with the voice. It was the voice of the Golden Wolf.

"Who are you?"

The voice in the darkness asked with some fear.

The Golden Wolf did not answer. He just said, "Light."

Then, a white light lit up in the south. At first, the white light was dim, but it quickly became bright, illuminating the entire south.

The figure of the Golden Wolf appeared. He was wearing loose armor and standing not far outside the fence. He held a stone stick in his hand, and the top of the stone stick emitted a bright light.

Not far from him, there were two Jackal warriors on horseback, who stopped in surprise.

"What are you going to do?"

Zhuoma raised her bow and arrow in fear, and asked the two Jackal warriors who were already very close to the chevaux de frise.

She understood at a glance that the Golden Wolf was reminding herself that these people were not ready to let them go.

"Kill this ally."

The voice in the darkness ordered, and then the two Jackal warriors who were originally touching the chevaux de frise bent their bows and shot arrows, attacking the Golden Wolf.

"Kill them both."

Zhuoma said bluntly, but the women and children around her did not take action.

Although they knew that the Jackal tribe were enemies, it was difficult to attack with bows and arrows raised.

Zhuoma was furious, but she also knew that it was difficult to change the minds of these women and children. She simply bent her bow and put an arrow on it, shooting at one of the two Jackal Tribe warriors who had appeared.

Her actions were swift and decisive, but the two Jackal Tribe warriors were more experienced than her. After shooting an arrow at the golden wolf, they immediately changed their positions, leaving Zhuoma's arrows in the air.

The golden wolf did not dodge the arrows at all. He just aimed at the direction of the arrows and raised his arms to block them. The two arrows hit his armor.

"Howl~~"

The golden wolf roared, and a silver light flashed behind him. Then his figure grew taller, and long hair grew on his exposed face.

"It's a werewolf."

Someone roared in the dark, and the women and children looked at the scene in fear.

The height of the golden wolf grew by more than a head, and its ears became furry, its chin protruded forward, and canine teeth appeared.

Its eyes were also elongated, and its eyelids were covered with fur, and its eyes were full of cruelty and bloodthirstiness.

Zhuoma had seen this scene before, but even so, it was still shocking.

The golden wolf clasped his hands forward, and the two folded metal claws on his wrists directly covered his hands.

Under the metal claws, there was a horizontal handle, and the golden wolf's claws could pass through it to control the two metal claws very well.

His body suddenly bent forward again, and a one-piece metal hood was buckled on his head.

"Click."

A metal wolf face was buckled on the top of the hood, revealing only his eyes and mouth below the nose.

"Are the people of the Jackal Tribe going to betray the Bull City?"

The voice of the Golden Wolf was full of tyranny, and the two warriors not far from him were retreating.

"This is our Bull City's business, you are an outsider..."

A voice came from the darkness, but was interrupted by the Golden Wolf.

"The Alliance came here at the invitation of the Human King. We must protect the old and the weak from being hurt in this battle. This is the law of the Alliance."

After the Golden Wolf finished speaking, he took a step forward with his right foot, bent his body forward, and howled at the sky.

"Howl~~"

A wolf howl came from afar, and then white lights were seen around the garrison, and the figures of the Alliance tribe warriors appeared one by one.

This piece of land was illuminated by those white-glowing stone sticks as if it were daytime, and the figures of the Jackal Tribe warriors also appeared.

There were not many of them, only about fifty in total, and there were several injured among them.

"Don't spare any, kill them all."

The voice of the Golden Wolf was full of bloodthirstiness. Following his orders, the sound of wolves howling could be heard in the center of the bright daylight.

More than twenty Wolf Tribe warriors were putting on armor and transforming into more than twenty werewolves.

The Golden Wolf did not wait, he directly pulled out a short spear from his waist and threw it at the warrior on the left.

The short spear flashed with the power of the Wolf Tribe totem, breaking through the air and shooting at the warrior who was about to escape.

"Puff."

The short spear instantly crossed the sky and pierced the warrior's right shoulder, but the warrior ignored the pain and continued to escape.

The Golden Wolf ignored him and chased the warrior who was closer to him to the right.

As he ran, his hands would occasionally touch the bottom, and every time his hands touched the bottom, his body would suddenly jump forward a long distance.

After just three or two rushes, he came behind the fleeing warrior.

"Don't kill me, I surrender, the Alliance does not kill prisoners."

The warrior knew he could not escape, and at the critical moment, he turned his head and knelt on the ground.

The Golden Wolf stopped, and his raised right hand slowly fell down. After hesitating for a moment, he turned his head and looked at Zhuoma.

"Our team has a special mission and we don't have time to watch over them. Can you watch over them?"

The Golden Wolf can kill them, and it does not violate military law.

Because they are warriors with special missions, when they are deep behind the enemy, they can ignore some military laws.

But he didn't want to kill the warriors of Manniu City in front of Zhuoma, even if these people deserved to be killed.

"Okay."

Zhuoma answered without hesitation.

Although these people deserved to be killed, they could also be used as slaves.

Golden Wolf nodded, turned his head and said to the kneeling man, "Drop your weapons, kneel down and wait." After

he finished speaking, he did not turn around and rush to the enemy behind him, but turned his head to look.

The enemy was injured in the shoulder, but it did not affect his running. He was running into the darkness as hard as he could.

Just as he was about to run past the end of the white light and into the darkness, an arrow suddenly shot out from the darkness.

"Puff."

The arrow accurately hit the warrior's throat, causing him to kneel on the ground instantly, twitching a few times before dying.

After the Golden Wolf confirmed the warrior's death, he turned to look at Zhuoma, and his wolf-like body was slowly returning to human form.

"We found their traces, so we hid to see what they were going to do. I'm sorry that we couldn't save the children of your tribe. I didn't expect them to..."

The Golden Wolf didn't finish his words, but Zhuoma understood what he meant.

Who would have thought that the ones who wanted to kill them were their own people, while the ones who protected them were the enemies.

"Why protect us?"

Zhuoma asked the question that all the women and children were wondering.

"The Alliance Military Law stipulates that when you can, you must protect women and children, whether they are your own or the enemy's."

The Golden Wolf said with a smile.

After he shed his werewolf state, he didn't look cruel at all, and even had a gentleness that didn't belong to this era.

This is thanks to the education of the Alliance. Killing and barbarism are what the Alliance focuses on eliminating.

"You don't kill... prisoners?"

Zhuoma saw that the surroundings were safe, and couldn't help asking curiously.

"No killing."

Jinlang said affirmatively: "The Alliance will not kill or torture prisoners, unless it is a special department."

"What special department?"

Zhuoma asked.

"For example, a team like mine that sneaks behind the enemy's back, because the number of people is small, it is not easy to divide troops to guard prisoners, so we can kill prisoners."

These are not confidential, so Jinlang said directly: "Torture prisoners will be the military intelligence department, and I don't know much about it."

I have been running around outside all day and I am still sweating and have not washed off yet. I just took a nap for 20 minutes to write a chapter. Sorry, there is only one update today.

I would like to thank the villagers who witnessed the whole incident for their reward of 10,000 yuan. But I still want to ask, what did you, the villager, see...