The Dog-Cat Conflict (8)

Several large dogs cut in from the side and blocked Shiro's path.

Shiro braked suddenly with his foot and almost crashed into it.

"Your Highness," Black Fang Earth Flow from the platform, "Where are you headed?"

Shiro turned around and bared its teeth at Black Fang.

Black Fang chuckled dismissively, his gaze landing on Shin-chan at the camp entrance. "Gray Ridge, you brought humans in, and even let them harass His Highness the Prince."

Gray Ridge tensed up. "They're here to find the prince."

"Your Highness," Black Fang stopped ten meters away from them, "Do you recognize these humans?"

"Woof."

"Family?" Black Fang sneered. "It seems our prince still carries quite a bit of human stench. Seize these suspicious humans and bring His Highness back!"

As soon as Black Fang finished speaking, the pack of dogs in the camp sprang into action.

There were about a dozen of them, surrounding us from all directions; they were Black Fang's direct descendants.

Gray Ridge's pupils suddenly contracted.

He hadn't expected Black Fang to be so reckless; after all, Black Fang was a friend of "Prince," yet he showed absolutely no mercy.

"Let's go." Gray Ridge's voice was low, and its tail brushed against Shin-chan's leg.

Uchiha Toru had already turned around, pulling Shin-chan backward with one hand.

"But Shiro..."

"There's no way to save him now." Uchiha Toru shook his head. "Let's go."

Shin-chan glanced back.

Shiro stood behind the group of big dogs, pawing at the ground with its front paws and making whimpering sounds.

It tried to charge, but was blocked by Black Fang's elite troops.

Black Fang pressed down with his front paw, and dozens of dogs rushed over at the same time.

Gray Ridge turned and ran, with Uchiha Toru and Shin-chan following behind.

Woof woof woof.

The barking of dogs behind us grew closer.

Shin-chan- chan ran while Hand Seals: "Earth Release: Earth Release: Earth-Style Wall!"

The ground rose up like an earthen wall, and the dogs at the front couldn't stop and crashed into it one after another.

The dogs behind quickly pulled their legs back and huddled together.

By the time the pack of dogs rounded the earthen wall, they had long since disappeared from sight.

We've reached a safe place.

"It was my oversight; I didn't expect it to attack directly from the camp." Gray Ridge leaned against the rock wall.

Shin-chan raised his head, opened his mouth as if to say something.

"I know you want to go back," Gray Ridge's voice rang out first, "But not now. Rest here tonight, and we'll think of something tomorrow."

Shin-chan leaned against the rock wall, stretched out his legs, and didn't say anything.

I was woken up by birdsong this morning.

Shin-chan squinted to adjust his eyes to the light.

Uchiha Toru was squatting on a rock, holding some dry rations in his hand. When he saw him come out, he broke off half of his rations and handed it to him.

"Black Fang has led the main force out." Gray Ridge walked back from a distance.

Where to go?

"Judging from the route, it's heading to the water source," Gray Ridge said. "The main force has all followed Black Fang."

Shin-chan stuffed his rations into his mouth, stood up, and was about to run back to the camp.

The tail of Gray Ridge blocked his way.

"Wait a moment."

"Wait for what?" Shin-chan- chan mumbled, "Isn't now the best time?"

"Black Fang isn't a reckless dog." Gray Ridge's gaze darkened. "It took the main force out and will probably return soon. If we sneak into the camp now, it will trap us inside."

Uchiha Toru was silent for a few seconds, then nodded.

"If I were the one who got captured, Shiro would definitely come to save me," Shin-chan said. "It wouldn't care if it was a trap or if it was dangerous; it would only think about one thing: bringing me back."

He looked up.

So I'm going too.

Gray Ridge looked into his eyes, and a small figure was reflected in his pupils.

"Let's go." Uchiha Toru took a step towards the camp.

"Xiao Che?"

"You're right." Uchiha Toru didn't turn around. "Shiro will come to save you, so you'll save it too. It's that simple."

Shin-chan's face lit up immediately, and he took off after him.

Gray Ridge stood still, watching the two figures, one large and one small, walk forward, and gently swished its tail.

"We can't just go in so openly." It caught up from behind, walking on Shin-chan's other side. "Use Transformation Technique to sneak in."

Shin-chan and Uchiha Toru exchanged a glance.

"Bang."

"Bang."

As the white smoke dissipated, two small dogs stood in the same spot.

Gray Ridge had also turned into a medium-sized brown-black dog, looking quite unremarkable.

Three dogs walked along the bushes at the edge of the camp.

The campsite was indeed much emptier.

Yesterday, all the big, strong dogs were gone; only some old ones and some small ones remained.

No dogs noticed them.

Gray Ridge led the way, like an ordinary dog returning to its camp.

Shiro lay on the same platform as yesterday, its chin resting on its front paws, its ears drooping.

Three tiny puppies surrounded it; one was snuggling up to it, one was sleeping against it, and the other was trying to bury its head under its belly.

Shiro didn't chase them away, but it also didn't play with them.

Its nose suddenly twitched.

Then it raised its head and its gaze fell on the three strange dogs below the platform.

One of the puppies was blinking at it intently.

Shiro's tail wagged uncontrollably.

When the other puppy saw Shiro looking over, it stretched out its front paw and pointed towards the side of the campsite.

Shiro stood up and slowly walked down from the platform.

The puppies that had been surrounding it also came over.

Shiro turned around and glanced at them. "Woof."

The puppies stopped, looked at each other, and then obediently lay back down.

Shiro continued walking and reached the side of the camp.

Shin-chan, who had transformed into a dog, came closer. The two dogs stood face to face, their tails wagging.

"Let's go." Gray Ridge's voice was extremely low.

The four dogs lined up and walked out along the edge of the camp.

We can already see the trees outside the camp.

A sharp meow came from the edge of the camp.

All the dogs turned their heads away.

The cats surged out of the bushes like a tide, surrounding the camp from three directions.

The remaining dogs in the camp began to tremble.

Without Black Fang and without the main force, only the old and weak remained in the camp.

With just one charge, the cat pack could wipe out everything.

An older dog nudged several puppies under its belly, shielding them with its own legs, which were trembling.

Fortunately, they heard a commotion behind the group of cats.

Black Fang's team is back.

The eyes of all the dogs in the camp lit up.

The older dog's tail stood up, and even the puppies poked their heads out from under its belly.

Black Fang stood on a distant high ground, with its entire main force behind it.

It looked at the camp surrounded by cats, its face grim.

The Cat Clan arrived at this exact moment, and none of the scouts they left behind on the road returned.

Black Fang's gaze swept past the group of cats and landed on the small platform in the center of the camp; the fake prince was no longer there.

For a fake prince, the entire elite of the Dog Clan was wiped out here?

Black Fang swept its tail across the ground, then turned around without hesitation. The main force followed it silently, not a single dog looking back.