The foothills are filled with a strong smell of blood.
There were broken wooden shields and stone axes everywhere, and Bearfolk's corpse fell to the ground in a mess. It still retained a ferocious expression until death, with its fangs exposed and its giant claws tensed, as if it wanted to rush and kill at the last moment.
But the battle is over.
The surrendered Bearfolk threw down their weapons and lay down on their knees. Mountain Goblin forced them to gather together and surrounded the creek.
The Bearfolk troops, who had just been rushing like a flood, now all became submissive, holding their breath in their throats. Even facing the weak Mountain Goblin, they did not dare to make too much noise.
Their leader is dead, and all the stubborn resisters have been eliminated. Apart from being loyal to that terrifying White Dragon, the Bearfolk here has no other way to go.
At this moment, the terrifying White Dragon in their eyes was crawling on the rock, calmly watching the family members clean Battlefield.
There was only one wound on its body, which was left by Reg's last desperate fight. In such a chaotic battle situation, the other Bearfolk couldn't even hurt it.
Yazi was covered in blood, and a piece of his armor was cracked by Bearfolk's stone ax. His body was shaking a little as he walked. He gave a few instructions to a few soldiers and asked them to take the injured Mountain Goblin back to the canyon before returning to Ferrum.
"Fifty-seven prisoners in total."
Yazi bowed his head and reported, "There are still some seriously injured people. Although they are willing to surrender, they can no longer survive. We can only let them die happily."
This sounds cruel, but neither Mountain Goblin nor Bearfolk captives have much expression on their faces, and they seem to be used to it.
The war in the wilderness is very cruel. There are no priests or magic, and herbs alone cannot save people. Once the soldiers are seriously injured, it means death. Coupled with famine, disease and Aberrant Monster attacks, it is difficult for the population of each tribe to grow.
At this time, Bido came from behind with another batch of Mountain Goblin.
Nickel Dragon's tail was still stained with blood, and it dropped to the ground as it swayed, leaving dark red traces. The Mountain Goblin warrior behind him was in obviously better condition. He only experienced a short fight and easily won with his strength and numerical advantage.
"Ferrum Boss really counts everything."
Bido ran up to him enthusiastically. "According to your order, I killed all the Bearfolk who responded. There were thirty people in total, and no one was left alive."
Hearing this, the expression of the Bearfolk prisoner in the creek became even lower.
Ferrum nodded slightly. He knew that Bearfolk would use the corner whistle to send messages. If something went wrong, he would immediately flee back to his lair to report and summon the army to raid. If he wanted to attack Bearfolk, he must first cut off the support they left.
"This operation was very successful."
Ferrum glanced at the head of Bearfolk next to him. "The result of the battle is greater than we expected, but if Reg dies, Wom will be furious and face us for war. We must summon our companions immediately."
"The letter has been sent."
Kेलaili stood behind Ferrum and said, "It's a long journey back and forth, and I'm afraid it will be too late to make a last-minute decision. So after you made the plan that day, I asked Mountain Goblin to send the news in advance. Streamlands's Cobalt Dragon is on the way."
"Gray Mountain Black Lake is in the south of us, adjacent to Windsong Plateau. Nickel Dragon will come faster." Bido said quickly.
Ferrum Hearing this, he turned his head and looked west.
The sky was getting dark, and Windsong Plateau's dusk always came quickly. The previously bright hillside was now swallowed up by shadows. Steelspine Plains, located in the west, although it was also close to the mesa, was cut off by the rolling mountains and could not be seen at all. He did not receive a reply.
"Get out of here as soon as possible."
Ferrum withdrew his gaze and issued an order, "Wom will definitely have doubts until Reg returns, and may bring a brigade to investigate. We have just experienced a vicious battle and cannot continue to fight in the wild."
Several Hatchling Dragon nodded one after another.
The Bearfolk captives exchanged glances, their expressions changed. After a moment of silence, a Bearfolk soldier said, "Master, the big leader led five hundred soldiers into the Mistveil Mountains. He hasn't come back yet, so he won't know so soon."
As soon as the words fell, the Bearfolks immediately became commotion.
Many prisoners were angry and stared at the Bearfolk who was speaking with hostile eyes. They wanted to pounce on him, but they were afraid of Mountain Goblin's armor and did not dare to attack easily.
"Very good."
Ferrum nodded. "Whoever is speaking, stand in front of me."
A tall and strong Bearfolk left the captive team, crossed Mountain Goblin's armor, walked to Hatchling Dragon, and lay down respectfully.
"Why did you say Wom brought the army into the mountains?" Ferrum asked.
"Big boss..."
Bearfolk looked at the ground, spoke in a low and slow tone, and told all the inside stories he knew.
Ferrum is not omniscient and omnipotent. Wom led the army and carefully detoured into the Mistveil Mountains. It was information that Mountain Goblin could not detect. But because of this, Reg had no one to use. He could only go out in person with two hundred soldiers and stepped into Ferrum's ambush, resulting in death.
"So, what is Mountain King?"
Ferrum asked again, "How many subordinates does it have and how powerful is it?"
"Mountain King's subordinates are Armor-Splitting Scorpion. They have been killed by their master. It is very powerful. I heard from the leader and the big leader that even if they join forces, they cannot defeat that giant beast."
Bearfolk soldier replied, "But we don't know what Mountain King is exactly."
"Don't know?" Ferrum wrinkled the scales on his forehead.
"I really don't know. Although Bearfolk has been in alliance with Mountain King for many years, every time it meets Mountain King, it stands in a huge cave. Only the leader and the big leader are allowed to see it. The other Bearfolk cannot be seen."
Bearfolk added, "But I also know that Mountain King has a deep hatred for the Dragon Family, so as soon as the master arrived, it couldn't wait to order Armor-Splitting Scorpion to attack. The leader has always hoped that the master would leave Windsong Plateau, and it was also because he was worried that the situation would be out of control and the relationship between us and Mountain King would be exposed."
"The giant beast sounds like something like a mountain Giants." Kेलaili said.
"It could also be Chimera Beast."
Yazi said that he remembered the giant paw prints Shattertooth once talked about.
"Then, I understand."
Ferrum obtained more information and looked at Bearfolk soldier. "What's your name?"
"Kane, Kane·Skull Crusher, my master."
"Now you are the leader of Bearfolk."
Ferrum did not hesitate and said directly, "Until I find Bearfolk who is more loyal than you, you can always hold this position."
Kane was startled and completely stunned. "Me?"
"Why, you don't want to?"
"Of course I am willing, thank you master for your gift."
Kane quickly lay down on the ground. "But Wom..."
"You are the leader of Bearfolk, and Wom is the rebel of the family. Apart from being enemies, what other relationship does there have between you and Wom?" Ferrum asked.
"I understand." Kane said.
"I hope you really understand and can lead Bearfolk to the right path instead of destruction."
After Ferrum finished speaking, he grabbed Kane and came to the prisoner Bearfolk: "What should you call him?"
"Leader..."
Rare sounds came from the prisoners.
Ferrum turned to Kane: "Tell me who didn't speak, and we will help you kill him."
"Leader."
The voices of the prisoners amplified.
Kane looked at his former companions, and a strange feeling arose. He looked at them seriously. The prisoners did not dare to meet his eyes and lowered their heads one by one.
"They are all loyal now, Master."
Kane said, "I will watch them for you."
"Don't use the word 'loyalty' lightly, because I have very high requirements for loyalty."
After Ferrum finished speaking, he looked at Kेलaili: "In this case, we don't need to spend effort to destroy the corpses and eliminate traces. You take Mountain Goblin and Bearfolk back and prepare for war. We may need to hold on for a while before the support of our companions arrives."
"The terrain of Savage Bone Canyon is difficult. We occupy the cave above and rely on ropes and plank roads to connect to it. The rest of the place is full of cliffs. Bearfolk is not like us who can climb. As long as we control the only road up the mountain, we can keep fighting Bearfolk."
Yazi said, "It was for this reason that Mountain Goblin chose to settle there."
"Then, take the prisoners back to Savage Bone Canyon and let them carry the rolling stones. Kane will be responsible for monitoring, and the others will do their own thing."
After Ferrum finished speaking, he looked at his companion. "I will stay here, and Bearfolk should come to check next."
"I'm with you."
Moqi finally got a chance to interject.
"No need, I am here by myself. Whether fighting, chasing, or retreating, I can do it with ease."
Ferrum said, "If you stay, you will tie me up and drag me down."
Moqi heard this and immediately became dejected, and his originally wagging tail drooped.
Hatchling Dragon and his family left quickly. Ferrum waited until night, because Reg had not returned for a long time. As expected, there was another Bearfolk in front of him. Come to investigate, he turned on Blood Frenzy silently, like a lone beast in the wilderness, slaughtered all twenty Bearfolk warriors before retreating back to Savage Bone Canyon.