759: Chapter 241: Zither Emperor vs The Lion King (Part 2) (Vote for monthly ticket) 759: Chapter 241: Zither Emperor vs The Lion King (Part 2) (Vote for monthly ticket) “Qin City?
Is that the same Qin City that looted our supplies in the Flore Empire?” Jokol’s knowledge of Qin City was far less extensive than Guti’s.
Guti nodded and said, “According to the news from the Flore Empire, the Four Sacred Beasts once appeared within the Qin City Army.
It seems we are truly in trouble now.”
Upon hearing Guti’s words, Jokol couldn’t help but inhale sharply, “Chief Guti, you’re not exaggerating, are you?”
A bitter expression crossed Guti’s face, “I wish I were exaggerating, I wish those Flore pigs got it wrong.
But whether the appearance of the Four Sacred Beasts is true or false, we must be prepared to face them.
Otherwise, once our morale falters, it won’t just be a disaster for my Thunder God Tribe, but for all Three Great Beastman Tribes.
Tell me, do you wish to submit to the Amethyst Behemoth, the leader of the Four Sacred Beasts, and the legendary king of the Beastmen?”
Jokol fell silent, his expression fluctuating as he looked at Guti.
After a long pause, he raised his tiger paw to Guti, “Chief Guti, starting today, I hope our two great tribes can forge a true alliance.
No more division, facing the crisis together.
In these times, we must unite.
I acknowledge that you are stronger in military capabilities than I.
I have decided that, effective immediately, the White Tiger Legion and all the bat forces of my War God Tribe will follow your mand, until the end of this war.”
Guti looked at Jokol with some surprise.
Among the Three Great Beastman Tribes, the Thunder God Tribe was undoubtedly ranked first, with the Solomon Tribe being slightly stronger than the War God Tribe.
Guti had always thought of Tiger King Jokol as a rash individual.
He had never expected Jokol to make such a decisive and optimal choice for both the Thunder God and War God Tribes at this critical moment.
Of course, Guti understood that Jokol’s offer to relinquish mand was not without reason—he needed to earn Guti’s trust.
Moreover, under a true alliance, there was no room for personal bias.
At this time, it was too important for the Three Great Beastman Tribes.
Neither he nor Jokol could afford to stir up conflicts with each other, as presenting a united front was the best way to preserve the Three Tribes.
Guti also extended his large hand, shaking Jokol’s firmly, “Alright, brother Jokol, from now on, we are one family.
e, let’s discuss how to deal with the crisis brought by Qin City.”
The barriers between the two great tribes vanished, undoubtedly uniting their strength fully.
From that moment, the bat power of Thor Hammer Fortress increased significantly.
Guti said, “Judging from today’s battle, the Four Sacred Beasts did not appear, not even the Behemoth Beast that disappeared last time.
But, this might just be a ruse from Qin City, so we cannot afford to be careless.
Brother Jokol, I think we should refrain from making any rash moves.
We must impose a news blackout again and scout carefully for the presence of the Four Sacred Beasts within Qin City.
I received a message from Landias not long ago, claiming that the Four Sacred Beasts are in Qin City.
I’ve sent people there to investigate, and if we find traces of the Four Sacred Beasts, we may have to strike first.”
Just as Jokol was about to speak, suddenly, a large Lion Man rushed in from outside, panting heavily—it was Pamir, the captain of Guti’s personal guard.
“Chief, Chief, something terrible has happened!” Pamir called out as he ran towards them, shouting aloud.
Guti’s eyes flashed angrily as he slammed his palm onto the table, “What’s so terrible?
This is the council hall, Pamir, who gave you the right to cause a motion here?
Guards, take him away and flog him thirty times with the military stick.”
Upon hearing Guti’s anger, Pamir instantly fell silent.
Four large Lion Men abruptly tackled Pamir to the ground, not caring that he was their captain.
In front of Guti, Pamir dared not resist, looking utterly humiliated.
“Chief, I really have an urgent matter to report.
Can’t you listen to me first before you punish me?” Pamir cried out loudly.
Pamir was Guti’s confidant, and the punishment was more of a show for Jokol, to present the Thunder God Tribe’s discipline to the newly allied Tiger King.
Hearing the urgency in Pamir’s voice and recalling the task he had assigned, Guti’s expression softened slightly.
He waved his hand, signaling the Lion Men restraining Pamir to step aside.
“Speak, if this matter isn’t of the utmost importance, you’ll receive double the punishment.”
Pamir, as if he did not hear Guti’s threatening tone, knelt down pale-faced, “Chief, it’s…
it’s not good.
Santos has escaped.”
“What?” Guti shot up from his seat, his imposing aura bursting forth, immediately causing all the Beastman generals, except Tiger King Jokol, to step back several paces.
“Pamir, say that again,” Guti’s voice had bee as cold as ice.
With a quivering voice, Pamir said, “Chief, I said Santos has escaped.”
“Roar—” The Lion King roared, and Pamir’s massive body was flung against the wall by Guti’s overwhelming force and slid down slowly.
Guti’s golden mane was fully bristled, and his eyes radiated ferocity.
To him, Santos’ escape was nearly as damaging as the appearance of the Four Sacred Beasts.
A flash of gold light, Guti had already arrived in front of Pamir, grabbed Pamir’s armor at his chest, and forcefully lifted him up from the ground, “Tell me, what exactly happened?
You idiot, didn’t I tell you to keep an eye on Santos?”
Blood flowed from Pamir’s mouth.
He was all too familiar with Guti’s temper, but with the rise and fall of the Thunder God Tribe at stake, he dared not hide anything and hurried to recount the events that had occurred.
It turned out that while the chieftains Guti and Jokol led the Beastman Army out of the city to face the enemy, Santos was also strolling inside the fortress with his four personal guards.
If this were a previous war, Santos, as the Golden Behemoth King, would undoubtedly have been beside Guti.
On the battlefield, he and his tribesmen were Guti’s most formidable force.
But ever since the Behemoth Beasts were banned from the battlefield, he, the Behemoth King, had been virtually placed under house arrest in Thor Hammer Fort, and had bee somewhat idle.
Of course, with the prestige Santos held among the Beastman Clan, as long as he did not leave the fortress, no one here dared to disrespect him.
Last night Pamir had just been at a disadvantage with Santos, and today, seeing Santos leave his residence and head towards the Southern City Gate in the direction of the battlefield with his men, Pamir hesitated a long time before stepping forward to intercept Santos, barring him from the battlefield.
But what Pamir did not realize was that this was actually Santos’s tactical maneuver of retreating in order to advance.
After “angrily” injuring several Lion Man Guards, Santos returned to the city with his Frenzied Behemoth guards in tow.
In Pamir’s view, as long as the Golden Behemoth King did not go to the battlefield, he himself could be considered to have acplished the task assigned by the Chief.
After all, it was normal for Santos to be irritable after being under house arrest for such a long time.
He had never been too aggressive before.
Fearing that Santos might e back or even forcibly break through the Southern City Gate to join the war, Pamir manded a few Lion Man Guards to follow Santos, while he led more men to guard the Southern City Gate.
However, what Pamir never expected was that Santos did not head back to his own residence directly, but instead made straight for the Northern City Gate that led to the Northernmost Wilderness.
By the time the following Lion Man Guards realized it, the Golden Behemoth King had already reached the Northern City Gate.
With his status as a supremely powerful Behemoth, the Northern City Gate was always loosely defended—who would dare impede him?
After Santos angrily killed a few Beastman Soldiers who were rash enough to block his way, he punched open the Northern City Gate and led his guards away without looking back.
By the time Pamir received the news at the Southern City Gate, Santos had already left the city.
Just as he was about to set out in pursuit, the front lines of the Beastman Army collapsed and retreated back to the fortress.
Only then did Pamir rush to report to Guti.
After hearing Pamir’s story, Guti’s face went from cloudy to sunny then back again, glaring at his confidant, “Damn it, Pamir you idiot.
Didn’t I tell you to stick to Santos like glue?”
Pamir stuttered, “Before, Santos never showed any signs of going to the Northern City Gate, and I was also afraid he would go to the battlefield.
I have offended him too many times these past few days.
Without you in the fortress, who could stop him?” In fact, Pamir did not dare to follow Santos closely for fear that Santos might kill him on the spot in a fit of rage.
Without Guti there to support him, how could he dare to offend the Golden Behemoth King?
“Chief Guti, don’t blame your subordinate for now.
It’s most important to get Santos back first,” suggested Jokol, who had already roughly understood the situation.
Guti nodded and glared at Pamir, “How long has it been since Santos left?”
Pamir replied, “About half a time.”*
Guti roared again, throwing Pamir to the side, “Men, carry out my order.
The Golden Legion, assemble and follow me out of the North Gate.”
Just as Guti’s orders were being issued, a Messenger ran in hastily from outside, “Report––”
Guti glared fiercely, “What is it?”
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*Note: “Half a time” is a literal translation of the Chinese “半个时辰” which roughly equates to an hour, based on ancient Chinese timekeeping methods.
It was preserved for literary stylistic reasons; an alternative could be “about half an hour” if a more modern term is preferred.
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