Black Dragon Kingdom

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

"There must be a war. There are so many kittens, let them die on the battlefield, at least let them grasp the chance of their own destiny."

"Too many cats died. More than 200 of my sons and daughters were kicked out of my territory. They haven't arrived for two years, and only 20 or 30 of them ran back to my territory."

"By the time they come home, they're all bones."

"woo woo woo woo!"

The shrill cry resounded in the catman's castle. Garnier burst into tears and hugged the catman's thigh tightly. The cat's teeth in his mouth were all crushed. Blood flowed from his mouth, staining the slate beneath his feet.

A year and five months ago, he had driven two hundred and fifty-six of his children off his estate.

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, and the pain was so painful, so painful.

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

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 living outside lingeringly, living a life that is worse than death.

He looked at his daughter's husband who was crying into a ball, and his four or five daughters who were crying outside.

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

The ten thousand cat man knelt down tremblingly, and said very dejectedly: "Garnier, I can't help it. 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 trying their best to forge magic warships."

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

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

Such is the sorrow of the dark race.

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

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.

Such a small number of cats want to construct a complete set of magic industrial system, and it is really rare for eight hundred years.

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

At every turn, 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 distant area and defeat the enemies there.

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

A magical warship that sails thousands of miles a day is simply unable to support military campaigns of tens of billions or even hundreds of billions of troops.

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

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 god 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 the three thousand continents from time to time?"

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

Of the 256 kittens, only 20 or 30 skinny cats ran back, and the terrible situation had completely irritated him.

Today, he wants to go to war, and wants to go crazy.

In fact, it wasn't just that he wanted war, that he was crazy about it.

The entire cat people clan has now become a volcano.

Countless cat people who have won military merits, facing the current cat people's clan, their offspring continue to die miserably.

It is already their unified consensus to want war, 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.

Mrs. Wan, the catman, 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 have monstrous hatred for him.

In the future, when they went to the battlefield, 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.

It was as if their knives were made of mud.

They are a dark race. It is okay to say that they are not good at anything, but it cannot be said that their knives are not good.

Killing people, cats, elves, ogres, whatever it is, 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 achievements, he will be able to become the king of the race.

A mere 400,000 military merits is a matter of hundreds of slaps to 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 the war breaks out and he is on the battlefield, he will be the king of the race, that is a certainty.

When I think of the thirty-two race kings in the cat people clan, I enjoy the blood sacrifice energy of more than 16 billion people every year.

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

If the 16 billion clansmen were divided equally among the thirty-two kings of the cat-human race, each king of the cat-human race would at least be able to share the blood sacrifice energy contributed by the 500 million clansmen.

With 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 clansmen is only 400,000 military achievements.

The strong desire is scratching his heart all the time.

All his subordinates and slaves were crazy about war, and he was also crazy about war.

If you kill 400,000 ordinary soldiers in a war, you can increase your income by 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 his desire to gain military merits on the battlefield and become the king of the race.

Most of the one or two thousand daughters he married off in these years came back crying and told him that most of his countless grandchildren had died outside.

Faced with 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 military plantation of 600,000 acres.

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

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.

Six hundred thousand acres of a plantation seemed like a lot, but at the rate his sons were multiplying, it simply wouldn't last long.

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

From two to four, it takes two years.

From four to sixteen, it takes three years.

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

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

The further you go, the larger the number, the faster the reproduction rate will increase exponentially.

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

Thinking of five years later, his 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. Wan's promise, Garnier felt hope instantly, and burst into tears.

Then, another cycle.

after one day.

The cat-man Master Wan tightly hugged the thigh of the king of the cat-man race, and cried, "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 in 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 was the daughter of the king of the race married into the ten thousand husband's family.

Many of the children born to the cat people Mrs. Wan and them were married off, and 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.

Naturally, they were so distressed that they couldn't breathe.

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

This time he was about to ask the king of the race for war, and 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.

In particular, he could feel that outside of 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 eavesdropping.

His sons and daughters, descendants, 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 said no today, it would be almost predictable that their loyalty would plummet.

When fighting in the future, it is worthy of his doubts whether the powerful third-tier extraordinary legion, which is comparable to the peak of demigods, cut the knife on the enemy or on him, the king of the race.

As a result, the king of the cat-human race also burst into tears in an instant.

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

The eyes that looked at the king of the race were full of reverence.

This is such 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 about 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.

And 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, His Majesty, liked this very much.

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, half of this piece of meat must belong to his two younger sisters.

Up and down.

Ace puts so much emphasis on feelings and protects his weaknesses so much.

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

They all attach great importance to feelings.

I didn't see Garnier, obviously his territory can only carry 400 cat people at most, and he himself will consume a quarter of the resources, plus 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.

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

In the end, I had no choice but to make a choice.

If in other places, the screening had already started when there were two or three hundred cat people, how could they wait for five hundred cat people.

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

Without saying a word, he took back the twenty or thirty children who ran back, and took care of them even if they were hungry.

Then, she cried endlessly, 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's full military training, and then he got all the equipment for the other party.

In his mind, the fully armed and united sons and daughters have a high probability of survival even if they go outside to snatch the fish on the border of the cat people's territory.

As a result, the reality was extremely cruel, and what he could think of, other cat lords could also think of.

He values ​​feelings and is willing to pay a high price for training and equipment for his children. Other lords don't value feelings and are unwilling to pay a high price for training and equipment for their children?

How can it be?

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 looking for a living outside.

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

His Tier 3 Extraordinary Legion is composed of this large number of cats under him.

The most important thing is that his current subordinates are not his sons, sons and daughters, or his son-in-law.

All his cats are from his own family, or the ones related by blood.

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

"Please don't worry, king, if we go to the battlefield, my descendants and I will charge to the forefront, and use blood to pave a bloody road for the growth of my cat people."

The cat person Wan Fuchang's eyes were red, he gritted his teeth and said decisively.

After the words fell, the daughters of more than twenty kings of the cat-human race also 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-human race , 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 road to help our cat-human race grow stronger and become immortal."

At this time, one after another, roars continued to spread outward along the perimeter of the large castle, and sounded.

All of a sudden, 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 raging fire.

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