MTL - Black Dragon Kingdom-Chapter 380 Up and down, the enemy cannot be cut at a distance, and the enemy can be controlled at a distance.

  Chapter 380 Works from top to bottom, the enemy can’t be cut at a distance, and the enemy can be created nearby

   "Master Wan, we can't go on like this!"

   "We must go to war. With so many cats, we must let them die on the battlefield, at least let them grasp the chance of their own destiny."

   "Too many cats died. I drove out more than two hundred of my sons and daughters from the territory. They haven't arrived for two years. Only twenty or thirty of them ran back to my territory."

   "By the time they got home, there were only bones left in their bodies."

"woo woo woo woo!"

The shrill cry resounded in the castle of the cat-man Mr. Wan. Garnier burst into tears and hugged the thigh of the cat-man Mr. Wan. Blood flowed from his mouth, staining the slate beneath his feet.

   A year and five months ago, he drove his two hundred and fifty-six children out of his territory.

   As a result, just a few days ago, twenty or thirty skinny cat people ran back to his territory numbly.

   Everything else is dead.

  At that moment, his heart was broken into slag, and he was in pain.

  What kind of suffering did the children suffer? Only then will he become this face that is worse than a ghost.

  As a father, when he saw this scene, he really felt that a knife was cutting his heart one by one.

   Garnier broke down and cried loudly, begging his wife's father frantically for war.

  He would rather let his sons die on the battlefield. Before they die, they have worked hard with a knife, and they have had a chance to change their destiny before they die.

  Instead of lingering on the outside, living a life that is worse than death.

  Looking at her daughter's husband crying into a ball, and her four or five daughters crying outside.

  Big tears flowed out of the eyes of the cat man Mr. Wan.

  Wan Fuchang catman knelt down tremblingly, and said in a very dejected way: "Garnier, I have no choice. There is no way to fight a war."

   "Those Outer Gods are too far away from us. The great scholars of our cat people are doing their best to forge magic warships."

   "But that will take time. Casting a magic warship requires a complete magic industry system."

   "Even if the cat **** has tried his best to bring us knowledge, eight hundred years is the least."

   This is the tragedy of the dark race.

   Only extraordinary people can possess the wisdom of ordinary humans. The proportion of priests, scholars, and university scholars among extraordinary people is extremely low.

  The cat people clan now has a population of 16 billion cat people, and the total number of priests, scholars, and university scholars is only about 10,000.

   It is really rare for such a small cat to construct a complete set of magic industrial system in eight hundred years.

   After all, the distance they have to fight is too far.

   It is a long distance of tens of thousands, hundreds of thousands, or even hundreds of thousands, millions, and tens of millions of kilometers.

  Ordinary magic battleships simply cannot quickly deploy troops to such a far area and defeat the enemies there.

   Only those warships that can sail thousands of miles a day and a night can quickly deploy troops to the outside world.

   Magic warships that sail thousands of miles a day are simply unable to support tens of billions or even hundreds of billions of troops in military campaigns.

   And where is the magic warship that sails thousands of miles every day so easy to cast?

  Magic engine, magic steel plate, magic detector, magic shield...!

   One pile, one item, one item can list a book.

   A mere 10,000 scholars, priests, and university cat people can handle it in 800 years. This is already their life, and the cat **** is cheating them.

  Garnier's eyes widened instantly, and then he said with madness in his eyes: "Are there still hundreds of billions of enemies on those three thousand continents from time to time?"

   "Go and fight them, and occupy all those continents. With your majesty's farming ability, no matter how many kittens are raised."

  Out of the 256 cats, only 20 to 30 skinny cats ran back. The terrible situation has completely stimulated him.

  Now he wants war, thinks of going crazy.

   Actually, it's not just that he wants war, like crazy.

  The entire cat people clan has now become a volcano.

  Countless cat-men military winners, in the face of today's cat-men clan, their offspring continue to die miserably.

  Wanting war is already their unified consensus, and the boiling fighting spirit is igniting, like a monstrous fire, burning everything.

Looking at the extremely crazy fighting spirit in Garnier's eyes, as well as the mountains and rivers outside, the countless catmen who secretly hid themselves and were eavesdropping on the conversation were thousands, centurions, tens and even ordinary people. soldier cat people.

  Catman Master Wan has no doubt that if he dares to say a complete rejection now, the group of extraordinary people under him will definitely be disappointed in him in an instant, their loyalty will drop to freezing point, and they will even develop monstrous hatred for him.

   When they went to the battlefield in the future, after they formed the extraordinary army, whether to slash at the enemy with a knife or to chop the knife on his head is quite worth thinking about.

  After all, his current refusal is equivalent to killing their countless sons and daughters.

  The revenge of killing sons and daughters, whether it is one or two or dozens or hundreds of people.

   Really think their knives are made of mud.

  They are a dark race. You can say that they can't do anything, but you can't say that their knives are not good.

   Cut people, cut cats, cut elves, cut ogres, no matter what they cut, they are very professional.

And he himself thinks about war and thinks about going crazy. He has 600,000 military merits. With the huge blood sacrifice energy brought by the bleeding, he has already reached the top of the legend.

  With only 400,000 military merits, he can become the king of the race.

  A mere 400,000 military merits is a matter of a few hundred slaps for him who now possesses legendary power. If he controls the extraordinary army, a dozen slaps are enough.

   It can be said that as long as war breaks out and he is on the battlefield, he will be the king of the race, that is a certainty.

  Thinking of the thirty-two race kings in the cat people clan, they enjoy the blood sacrifice energy of more than 16 billion clan members every year.

  Looking at himself again, the blood sacrifice energy he enjoys at most one to two million a year, the huge gap, stimulates him crazily all the time.

  There are 16 billion clansmen, if the kings of the 32 cat-human races are equally divided, each king of the cat-human race can at least share the blood sacrifice energy contributed by the 500 million clansmen.

  500 million clansmen, and looking at my current blood sacrifice energy of one or two million, the gap is so huge that there is no limit.

  The gap between him and the blood sacrifice of the 500 million people is only 400,000 military achievements.

  The strong desire was scratching his heart all the time.

   All his subordinates and slaves are crazy about war, and he is also crazy about war.

   Killing 400,000 ordinary soldiers in a war can increase your income hundreds of times.

The catman Wanfu hugged Kania tightly, and said loudly: "I will go to the large castle and kneel down to the king of the catman clan. Even if my head is broken, I will definitely win it." The chance to go to war."

   "Don't let those kittens tortured and starve to death on the ground."

  In addition to wanting to achieve military success on the battlefield, he wants to be the king of the race.

  Among the one or two thousand daughters he married off over the years, most of them came back crying and told him that most of his countless grandchildren had died outside.

   Facing the tragic death of countless relatives and grandchildren, his heart is also trembling.

   And the number of his own sons and daughters is skyrocketing.

  As a ten thousand commander, he is also a powerful ten thousand man with a 600,000-acre military plantation.

   Every year, the kings of the cat people will force him to give birth or his offspring to give birth to about 2,000 offspring.

   In the past twenty years, he and his heirs have given birth to about 300,000 children.

  The family founded by his blood is already quite large.

  600,000 acres of plantation may seem like a lot, but at the rate of reproduction of his sons, it won't last long at all.

   After all, it takes one year to go from one to two.

  From two to four, it takes two years.

  Four to sixteen, it takes three years.

  Sixteen to two hundred and fifty-four, it takes four years.

  From two hundred fifty-four to sixty-four thousand five hundred and sixteen, it only takes five years.

  The further you go, the larger the number, and the speed of reproduction will increase exponentially.

  With 300,000 cat people living in his territory and with his blood, within five years, his 600,000 acres of territory would have to be filled.

  When I think about five years later, my grandson, granddaughter, grandson, and other bloodlines will be kicked out of the territory, fend for themselves, and die miserably.

  The desire for war, that is crazy upward.

  Hearing Mr. Wanfu's promise, Garnier felt hope instantly, and burst into tears.

   Then, another reincarnation.

one day later.

  Catman Master Wan tightly hugged the thigh of the king of the cat-human race, crying, "My relatives, that's death in pieces."

   "After being kicked out of the territory one by one, they turned into skin and bones, and died of torture."

   "Wang, how can you just look at it like this?"

   "There is also your grandson there, your daughter has cried to me countless times."

   "Every time my heart is being cut by a knife!"

   "It can't go on like this!"

  The cat person Wanfu was crying like a child, and more than two dozen catgirls were also crying together not far away.

   That is the daughter of the king of the race married into the family of the ten thousand husband.

  Many, many of the children born to Mrs. Wan the cat people and them were married off. Their grandchildren, in the current situation of the cat people, really died one after another.

  The emotions of female cat people are much richer than those of male cat people. Facing their grandsons and granddaughters, they die in pieces.

  In addition, their own daughters also ran back from time to time, crying together, saying how miserable their children were.

  They were naturally distressed and couldn't breathe.

   After all, they are all relatives. If a bone is broken, the tendons are still connected. The pain in my heart is really being cut with a knife.

   This time he was about to ask the king of races for war, but they ran over without hesitation, crying worse than him.

  The king of the cat-human race, seeing the chaotic scene in front of him, his head grew big several times.

  Especially, he could feel that outside his own large castle, all the commanders under him basically ran over, and there were not a few commanders and centurions, all of whom were listening.

  His sons, daughters, grandchildren, and children all pricked up their ears.

   You know, the third-tier extraordinary legion under him is composed of these ten thousand commanders, thousand commanders, centurion commanders and even his own descendants.

  If he says no today, their loyalty will plummet almost predictably.

  In future wars, it is worthy of his doubt whether the powerful third-tier extraordinary legion, which is comparable to the pinnacle of demigods, cut the knife on the enemy or on him, the king of the race.

  So, the king of the cat people race, tears flowed from his eyes instantly.

   Gritting his teeth, he said, "I'm going to ask Your Majesty to attack the surrounding 3,000 continents and fight for a way out for the descendants of our cat people."

   As soon as the voice fell, the loyalty of a large circle of third-tier powerhouses outside to the king of the race soared by dozens of percentage points in an instant.

   Looking at the king of the race, the eyes are full of reverence.

   This is a good boss, Her Majesty Queen Elena, who has the spirit of getting up, is so easy to ask.

   If it is not done well, it may be eaten.

  As for why the target of the request is Elena, of course it is because all members of the Dragon Alliance know it.

  Their Emperor His Majesty likes to sleep, and will start a war when the right time is met. Without the right time, it is impossible to want to go to war.

  Her Majesty Queen Elisa is a magic dragon, and the magic dragon represents absolute reason. Now that the magic battleship has not been built, it is impossible for the other party to agree to the request for war with rational thinking.

   It seems that only by courting Her Majesty Queen Elena, who fought in the war, can there be a glimmer of hope to launch a large-scale war.

   After all, sometimes their requests to His Majesty the Emperor are really not worth the coquetry and cuteness of Her Majesty Queen Elena.

   Their emperor is very fond of this.

   Before I saw it, Elena fought and lost many large-scale battles, but nothing happened.

   Ace waved his hand and said, it doesn’t matter if the 80 million troops are dead, I will give you another 800 million, and you continue to lead them to fight.

   If 800 million is not enough, I will give you another 2 billion!

how to say?

  Ace is very generous to his relatives.

   At least half of the gold coins, blood sacrifice energy, and high-level true spirits were given to them. If he had a bite of meat to eat, then half of this piece of meat must belong to his two younger sisters.

   Up and down.

  Ace pays so much attention to feelings and protects his weaknesses so much.

  The kings of the following races, the commanders of thousands, commanders of thousands, commanders of hundreds, commanders of tens and even soldiers, of course follow suit.

   They all attach great importance to feelings.

I didn't see Garnier. It is obvious that his territory can only carry four hundred cat people at most, and he himself will consume a quarter of the resources. Adding his own wife, on the whole, he can raise at most There are more than two hundred kittens.

   As a result, after reaching 500 cat people, they chose to drive some of them out to make a living by themselves.

  Before, he had been saving food, and almost the whole family couldn't get enough to eat.

   In the end, I had no other choice, so I made a choice.

  If it were in other places, the screening would have started as early as when there were two or three hundred cat people. How could there be five hundred cat people?

  In the end, Garnier saw his children and grandchildren living so miserable outside.

   Without further ado, the twenty or thirty sons and daughters who ran back were taken back again, even if they were hungry, they had to be raised.

  Then, she kept crying, disregarding her face, and hugged Mr. Wan's thigh tightly, desperately trying to fight for a way out for her children.

  He has really done the best for his children and grandchildren.

   After all, even before driving his children out, he let the other party go through half a year of military training that can feed him, and then he also got all the equipment for the other party.

  In his mind, the sons and daughters who are fully armed and united, even if they go outside to **** the fish in the border of the cat people's territory, there is a high probability of survival.

   As a result, the reality is extremely cruel. What he can think of, other cat lords can also think of.

  He values ​​affection and is willing to pay a high price for training and equipment for his children, while other lords do not value affection and are unwilling to pay a high price for training and equipment for their children?

how is this possible?

  The advantages of his children are just a little bit more than the children of soldiers and the children of ten husbands when they are seeking to survive in the outside world.

  The king of the cat-human race is now riding a tiger.

  His Tier 3 Extraordinary Legion is composed of this big cat under his command.

  The most important thing is that his current subordinates are either his sons, sons and daughters, or his son-in-law.

  All his cats are from our own family, or the kind that are related by blood.

  Now he can't refuse, let alone refuse, the feelings in his heart make him even more unable to refuse.

   "Don't worry, king, if we go to the battlefield, my descendants and I will charge to the forefront and use blood to pave the way for the growth of our cat people."

  The cat man Wan Fuchang had red eyes, gritted his teeth and said decisively.

After the words fell, the daughters of more than twenty kings of the cat people race raised their heads at the same time, and said loudly, "Father, we are also willing to charge forward and die without regret. The development and growth of our cat people clan , add more strength."

  Their eyes are determined to the extreme!

   "Don't worry, king, we are also willing to use our blood to pave the way to help our cat-human race grow stronger and become immortal."

  At this time, one after another roared, continuously spreading outward along the perimeter of the large castle, and sounded.

  Suddenly, the mighty sound waves dispersed the dark clouds in the sky, and the will of the entire cat clan has been integrated into one.

   War, war, war.

  The boiling fighting spirit has been completely ignited, turning into a flame of war that burns everything.

   Just waiting for the war to start, ushering in a new life in the fire.

  The king of the cat-human race headed towards the floating city with a solemn expression.

  (end of this chapter)