778: Chapter 247 Crisis of the Three Great Beastman Tribes (Part 2) 778: Chapter 247 Crisis of the Three Great Beastman Tribes (Part 2) Guti growled, “How dare you ask me why?
What orders did I issue before I left?
In my absence, all affairs of the fortress were to be decided by Chief Jo Cole.
The War God Tribe is our ally, our brother, yet you dared to provoke Chief Jo Cole’s authority, and thus challenged my orders, causing tribal conflicts.
By any account, you deserve death.”
As he spoke, his eyes swept over the manders on the city walls who had supported the prior lion man, causing them to bow their heads in fright, not daring to utter a word.
How could they not be aware of Guti’s overbearing nature?
Guti strode forward and arrived in front of Jo Cole.
In front of the soldiers from both tribes, he forcefully raised his right hand and pounded his own chest slightly bowing, “Brother Jo Cole, I apologize for the mistakes of my subordinates.”
Guti was indeed a clever man.
Feeling the threat of the Behemoth Beast and the hidden Four Sacred Beasts, and with a cooperation agreement just reached between the two tribes, he could not afford to let any resentment develop in Jo Cole’s heart.
Santos had already disappeared into the Northernmost Wilderness with hundreds of Behemoth Beasts, a future threat to the three tribes.
Under such circumstances, unity among the three tribes was crucial to handle everything and maintain their rule.
Unreserved cooperation was paramount.
Now that Guti had apologized in person, the anger in Jo Cole’s heart naturally subsided.
He clasped Guti’s arms, “Big brother Guti, don’t be like this.
The misconduct of those below us has nothing to do with the friendship between our two great tribes.
Let the past be the past, and let us discuss our strategies first.”
Guti nodded, then gestured with a wave of his hand for his subordinates, who had been standing aside, to return to their original teams.
A display of force was enough; he truly did not want to kill the previously riotous leaders of the Thunder God Tribe.
Jo Cole clearly understood this and did not pursue the matter further.
The two chieftains arrived at the city head.
Guti scanned the horizon and saw the Milan Army slowly retreating to Holy Light City.
The visibility was good today.
Although they were a hundred miles apart, he could vaguely see the thick walls of Holy Light City.
Jo Cole said, “These Milanese don’t know what they’re doing.
They’ve been arraying their troops since morning, including the infantry and the air force that caused heavy losses to our forces yesterday, looking ready to charge at any moment.
However, until just now, they hadn’t launched a real attack, just repeatedly advancing and then retreating.”
Guti glanced at the massive crack not far beside him, “What’s this about?”
Jo Cole said, “It was already like this when I received the report yesterday.
Our air force reported that they saw a small squad of cavalry charge to the front of the fortress, circle around, shout something, and then the city head was like this.
The fortress walls have cracked, which has greatly affected the morale of our troops.
Now, many people are secretly saying it’s a devil’s curse.”
“Nonsense, what curse?
Even if there was a curse, it would never appear on the walls of my Fortress.
A curse is just a type of dark magic.
Our fortress is protected by a Forbidden Magic Field; no magic can take effect here.
This is definitely not magic.”
Jo Cole gave a bitter smile, “I understand, so I’ve ordered that no one should spread rumors about any curse.
But the fortress walls have indeed cracked, and it doesn’t look like something caused by human hands.
Even a solitary Forbidden Curse couldn’t have this effect.
Yet, facts are right before us, and I cannot understand it.
I was waiting for your return to clarify this.
If it wasn’t for the breach in the walls, I wouldn’t have sent for you.
If the Milan Empire can do this every day, our fortress might…”
Guti’s expression turned very grim, but he was relieved that during his absence, Jo Cole hadn’t done anything wrong.
Even if he had been there, he couldn’t have done better.
But what exactly do these Milanese want?
Was it just a show of force?
They too had an air force, and scouting that his Golden Legion was not in the fortress was not difficult.
But to what end?
A demonstration only brings some pressure without any substantial benefit.
Suddenly, an idea struck Guti, and his expression changed dramatically, “No good, we’ve been fooled.”
Jo Cole was startled, “Big brother Guti, what’s wrong?”
Guti’s face turned livid as he spoke, “If I’m not mistaken, those Milanese must know about Santos’s betrayal, though I don’t know how they learned of it, I can almost be certain.
Whether it’s the destruction of our walls or the demonstration this morning, all were to force me to send reinforcements, all for the purpose of giving that bastard Santos a chance to escape.”
Jokol gasped, “Big brother Guti, you mean that the Four Sacred Beasts have appeared, and even with those Milanese…”
Guti shook his head, having grasped the critical point, his mind being even more enlightened, “It’s not the Milanese, it should be Qin City.
According to the news from Landias, the appearance of the Amethyst Behemoth has always been acpanied by Qin City, which shows how closely connected they are.
Santos is the big brother of that Amethyst Behemoth.
Once they are in contact, Santos would naturally rebel.
The Amethyst Behemoth must have intended for Santos to lead the Behemoth Beast deep into the Northernmost Wilderness, using its name as a Divine Beast to recruit those smaller tribes.
As soon as they amass enough power, that will be the time they launch an attack on us.
By then, with the cooperation of humanity from within, I’m afraid…”
Although Jokol had anticipated some of this, he hadn’t seen it as clearly as Guti, “Big brother Guti, what should we do?”
Guti sighed and said, “Now we can only adapt by not changing.
From the situation today, it’s clear that the Milanese and Qin City are not going to give us a chance to clear out the Wilderness inside.
Their military might not be enough to breach our fort, but tying us down is not difficult for them.
Moreover, you know how vast the Wilderness is, we’ve already missed the best opportunity, it’s too difficult to catch Santos now.
I just hope Anthony reacts quickly, pletely annihilates the Behemoth of the Solomon Tribe, and doesn’t give Santos a chance to enhance his strength.
After all, the Amethyst Behemoth has not appeared for thousands of years.
Relying merely on a reputation to recruit a large number of Beastman Warriors is unrealistic.
Moreover, those small tribes are nothing but a mob, not easy to integrate.
We’ve managed the Three Great Beastman Tribes for so many years, as long as we stand united, we won’t fear him turning the sky over.
Starting now, we’ll keep our doors closed to battle, focus entirely on training our troops, send out small units, integrate all the batant warriors within our tribe, meanwhile, eradicate the nearby small tribes who refuse to surrender, showing no mercy, always keeping our military in its mightiest state.
When the Amethyst Behemoth es, as long as he dares, we’ll strike with all our might and pletely eradicate him.”
The method of watching and waiting might be clumsy, but under various circumstances, it was undoubtedly the best choice for the two major tribes now.
They just waited for news from the Solomon Tribe.
Two days later, the messaging gryphon returned from the Solomon Tribe, bringing news that shocked both Guti and Jokol.
The Amethyst Behemoth appeared at the Solomon Fortress, defeated Anthony in one move, and took all the Behemoth Beasts from the Solomon Fortress deep into the Northernmost Wilderness to an unknown destination.
This news almost brought a feeling of panic to Guti and Jokol, but it also inadvertently deepened the alliance between the two major tribes.
Guti continued to contact Anthony and the Solomon Tribe while strengthening the dispatch of small units to sweep and subdue the smaller tribes around the fortress, the same activities occurring in the War God Tribe.
Both tribes acted with intense urgency.
Meanwhile, on the front lines, they repaired the Thor’s Hammer Fort while maintaining a purely defensive posture, ignoring any provocations by the Northern Legion of the Milan Empire.
Guti even personally oversaw the Fortress City Head, with the Beastman Army focusing internally on training and never stepping out of the Thor’s Hammer Fort range.
Fifteen days later, Holy Light City.
Ye Yinzhu finished his routine cultivation and walked out of his residence.
Both Sura and Haiyang were not with him on his divine other shore, as Ye Yinzhu had sent the two women back to Qin City, one to await news from the Goblin Laboratory and the Dwarf race about the pletion of the space-time gate, and the other, to prepare to bring the newly-formed Legion of Giant Dragon Knights to the Northern Border as soon as the gate was ready.
In these fifteen days, the Northern Border was surprisingly calm.
The strategic withdrawal of the armies of the Thunder God and War God Tribes meant the Milan Northern Corps did not need to withstand any pressure, even conducting drills outside the city daily, constantly provoking their adversaries.
This state of plete suppression had never occurred before on the battlefield in the Northern Border.
Even though there were no battles, both the armies of Milan and Qin City were in high spirits.
The four main infantry legions of Qin City had gone through their first battle in the Northern Border, and these days, aside from cultivating, they digested the training and instruction provided by Ye Yinzhu and Oliveira.
Their psychological development and bat experience matured steadily, solidly enhancing the strength of these four main bat legions of Qin City.
As winter approached, the temperature in the Northern Border dropped lower and lower, almost to the point where water turned into ice instantly.
Ye Yinzhu stepped out of his mansion’s main gate, drawing a deep breath of the cold air, and instantly felt refreshed and clear-headed.
This was his first time fully immersing in cultivation since he had started learning Undead Magic from Phil Jackson.
Although fifteen days was not long, for Ye Yinzhu, these fifteen days were extremely crucial.
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