453.Poor Hogg, what's the point of ruling a bunch of crippled bastards? -【Add more updates20/25】
453.Poor Hogg, what's the point of ruling a bunch of crippled bastards? -【Additional update 20/25】 (Page 1/2)
（Additional update for "Who else can rob me" brother?【5/5】）
“Mr. Flesh Tearer, our outer defense line has lost six sentries in the past few days. The vampires rushing in from the west are attacking fiercely. They are also supported by the Plantagenet Kingdom's army.！
We have lost many corpse witches, and this is just the action of the Transians on one front. According to the information sent back by Hogg, they have deployed manpower on three fronts..
They are already ready to take action！”
In the Warlock Tower of Plague Town, a gloomy Plague Warlock is reporting the situation on the front to Lord Flesh Tearer. Under the cover of the dark hood, the gloomy Jackal's furry face is full of displeasure..
It looked at the flesh-tearing sorcerer who was preparing a certain alchemical solution in front of the alchemy table in the "slow motion" unique to the elderly and said nothing about the development of the situation. It said：
“We should take action and respond to the unreasonable invasion of the Transians with a fierce counterattack, instead of being passively beaten like now. This cowardly approach really brings shame to us jackals.！”
“We are jackals, we have no face, that is something only humans have, and humans are our enemies. I appreciate your learning ability, my servant. But why can't you learn something good from humans?？”
Amidst the clashing of bottles and cans, Shredrou continued his alchemical concoction unhurriedly..
It doesn't seem to take the concerns and dissatisfaction of subordinates into consideration at all.
It picked up a test tube containing a purple solution and raised it in front of its eyes. Because its eyesight was not very good, it could only take a closer look. After confirming that the taste and color of the thing were correct, it tore the flesh while shaking the test tube at a specific frequency. , said slowly：
“Just some vanguards, just some soldiers, just the beginning of the attack, they didn't even break through our outermost defense line, and you acted as panicked as if humans had entered the Mossy Valley..
The current balance of power between the two sides, whether in terms of quality or quantity, is that we have the advantage.！
I can't understand where your concerns come from, just as I can't understand that you haven't realized the truly urgent mission of the Plague Clan until now..
The humans and vampires in Transia have never been our problem. When the black plague army sweeps here, those resisters will naturally get the destructive war they want to see, but we are not the initiators of the war..
We came to this swamp for a noble purpose, and we are now only one step away from obtaining it.！
So, what's the status of the Tectonic Tower's armament?？”
Faced with the question of tearing flesh, the jackal warlock who came to report lowered his head. Although the tone of tearing meat was very calm, it could already feel the dissatisfaction accumulated in the heart of his increasingly moody clan leader..
It didn't dare to continue to play on this matter, and answered along the lines of tearing flesh.：
“As of early this morning, there were already three regiments of giant zombies used for the assault, totaling 1,500 people, and the number of demonic souls had exceeded 800..
Crippling says it will take a while to finish the last batch of Hades Knights, but even not counting those who are still transforming, we currently have 87 Hades Knights who can carry out assaults in the swamp. and the Corpse Witch responsible for containing them, and the energy-charging weapons prepared for them have also been made..
According to your previous instructions, all the warlocks in the Plague Clan are ready to release large-scale war spells. I think these are enough for us to complete the invasion and occupation of the forbidden swamp..”
“enough? madness! It seems you still don't have a proper understanding of the concept of 'legendary creatures'.”
Tear the flesh and scolded：
“What we are going to deal with is a creature whose skin alone is immune to the influence of psychic powers below the third level. Mediocre psychic weapons cannot even leave scratches on their gemstone scales. Even specially-made energy-charged weapons require It takes multiple attacks to make them bleed..
And their close connection with the swamp means that once we step into their territory, we will be unable to escape, and no tactical arrangement can escape their perception..
We can't lock them with prophecy spells, but they can walk through the muddy water at will, and their speed will not be affected by any control spells..
The permanent magic armor on your body will not be much stronger than a piece of paper in the face of Ningji Nanka's venom.，
Even the undead wearing psychic heavy armor will be melted into slag in a few minutes in the face of the corrosive poison, and they can spit out a similar rain of venom thirty times in a row before they become exhausted..
In the face of such a creature, even a strong man of gold level must be fully prepared, and you need to pay attention to my wording and the quantifiers I use to describe them..
it's them’！
not it.
No one knows how many giant snakes live in the forbidden swamp.！
Even with the most optimistic estimates, there will be at least a nest of legendary creatures waiting for us there..
Tell me, my apprentice, how many casualties are you prepared to pay to break through the blockade of these giant snakes, and what method are you planning to use to escape the pursuit of the giant snakes after we obtain the secret treasure?？
If possible, I would prefer to have a powerful clan army at our disposal, but the major clans in Moss Valley are all short-sighted fools.！
They hope to recreate the glory and power of the Bone-Gnawing King, but are unwilling to take even the slightest practical action for this purpose..
Each warlord only wants to preserve his own power for others to consume, and regards the sacred objects in ancient legends as ridiculous rumors. They completely do not understand the power that the Bone-gnawing King relies on to set off a black disaster and overturn the world..
When humans began to arm their minions with cannons and muskets, they were still immersed in the illusion of victory brought about by their poor numerical superiority..
rat！
A bunch of rats！”
The more I talk about tearing meat, the more excited I become.
In the end, it turned into scolding the inaction of the Gnoll clan warlords, like an angry and helpless old angry youth of the Gnoll, while its confused apprentice could only stay there and pretend that he was very attentive. are listening, but the apprentice doesn’t care about this at all.
It is a jackal. Thinking about politics and general trends has never been its area of expertise. Compared with the stupidity of the governors and the victory or defeat of the Black Disaster, it is more interested in the power contained in the "Black Disaster" itself..
In fact, Zhanrou also knows that as he grows older, he has become increasingly unable to control the clan..
These juniors with talent and means are eager to choke to death every day when eating breakfast, or have a heart attack when going to the toilet. They are eager to rise to the top to show their power, but they completely ignore the tearing of flesh in the past. What kind of difficult search did they go through to obtain the path of strength for the Pestilence Clan?.
However, even knowing this, tearing flesh can no longer suppress these evil thoughts..
It has reached the twilight of its life as a gnoll. The cold time is taking away the little energy it has left and cruelly not allowing it to forget its ambitions, forcing it to use more cruel methods to control its clan..
Now, what Shroud is most worried about is whether his apprentices will be able to control the little territory and power that the Pestilence Clan has worked hard for more than thirty years to gain after he dies.？
These juniors are ruthless in their methods and vicious in their minds, but they really lack wisdom in leadership and governance. In terms of thinking and long-term planning, these gnoll warlocks and other gnolls who have mastered psychic powers do not seem to have much ability. big difference.
A common gnoll is starved, while his clan struggles in a maelstrom of power.
Looking at the young warlock in front of him who appeared to be respectful but actually showed no respect, the helplessness in his flesh-ripping muddy eyes became more and more obvious..
At this moment, it felt very tired. It had been busy all its life but could not find a qualified successor who knew how to use wisdom..
These guys are not even as good as that Transian bitch！
That little jackal named Hogg.
When Tear Flesh saw it for the first time, it knew that Hogg was definitely a cunning person that could only be seen in a hundred years among the gnolls. It could even guess that Hogg might not have played a role in Plaguefang's death. So incompetent and innocent, but it really appreciated Hogg's cunning and did not persuade itself to investigate further..
What a pity.
It's a pity that the bitch was not born in the Dark Mountains. The bloodline born in this ghost place of Transia is destined to prevent Hogg from entering the upper echelons of the jackal civilization in his life, let alone commanding and raising a clan..
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