Imperial Crown.

Chapter 454: Violent Tiger Fenghe
Chapter 479: Violent Tiger Fenghe

The Tallin River, the mother river of the Bloody Roar Province, originates from the Miracle Mountains. It first flows to the southwest, then turns a big bend and turns to the southeast, almost splitting the Bloody Roar Province in half.

The river is wide and the waves are surging.

When the last warhorse of the 6th Legion of the Eagle Army crossed the stone bridge and landed on the west bank, the Bloody Roar Legion appeared on the east side of the Tallin River amidst the smoke and dust.

"Is this the tiger man?" Raven glanced coldly at the other army.

It has been a common consensus since ancient times that orcs are much stronger than humans.

The Blood Roaring Tiger Man was at least 2 meters tall, with broad shoulders and a thick back. One of his thighs was thicker than the waist of an ordinary human soldier. He looked like a tiger standing up.

What was even more terrifying was that he was wearing bright plate armor and had a long-handled war hammer hanging from his waist. There was no doubt that a swing of this hammer would be enough to smash a person's head along with the helmet.

With this physique, even if it is not extraordinary, it would be a top-notch elite in the human army, a vanguard that can defeat ten enemies at once.

But now on the other side of the river, there is not just one, but nearly ten thousand tiger men in full armor!

The tiger army split up, and Silvermane Bloodhowl appeared at the river riding a kodo beast.

Behind him, the blood-stained tiger-patterned battle flag fluttered in the air, and Silver Mane shouted loudly:

"Raven! Do you dare to fight me!?"

On the river bank, tens of thousands of Bloody Tigermen roared in unison:
"Fight! Fight! Fight—"

The roars of the explosions overlapped and swept across with a deafening roar, and the sound waves created ripples on the surface of the rushing Tallinn River.

In the Eagle Army, the war horses were neighing anxiously.

But immediately, a powerful echo sounded:
"Fight, fight!"

Thor, riding on his warhorse, waved the Griffith family's battle flag high.

At this moment, his heart was pounding, and blood was rushing in the palm of his hand holding the flagpole. He could clearly feel the outline of the flagpole, as if the flagpole itself was bleeding.

Thor saw the majestic military might of the Bloody Tiger Men and their terrifyingly strong physiques, but the fear did not overwhelm him. Instead, it made him more eager to fight!

Not only Thor, many more people stood up.

Turo and Baido accompanied Thor, and further behind were Moas, Beta, Gran, Pip, Lamb, Hervey...

They walked to the river one by one.

The tiger people are powerful, and they may die today.

But it is the cruel war that highlights the value of courage, and their glory will be remembered in blood and death!

Feeling the noise behind him, Thor could no longer suppress the excitement in his heart. He beat his chest hard:

"Griffith——Death is the way to death!!!"

Behind Thor, many warriors of the younger generation shouted in encouragement:
"Griffith——Death is the way to death!!!"

Seeing this scene, Silver Mane's brows twitched slightly and he sneered:

"That's quite a bit of courage!"

"Du..."

The word "river" got stuck in his throat, because Silver Mane saw with his own eyes that the stone bridge that originally spanned the two banks of the Tallinn River,

collapsed.

The reason for the collapse was that a magical light flew onto the bridge and blew it up.

Following the direction of the light, Silver Mane saw the Eagle Army's banner and Raven sitting on the shaft of the carriage under the banner.

Thor and other younger generations were equally stunned.

Everyone's eyes were focused on Raven's face.

"Idiot!" Raven couldn't help but yell:

"Is this kind of situation fightable?"

As he spoke, he whipped the horse on its buttocks:

"Pass my order, march urgently, turn around!"

With only the 6th Legion of the Eagle Army at hand, fighting against more than 1 elite Tiger people, isn't it a joke to say that they can win?
Raven didn't bring General Ephos with him!
Looking at the carriage going away, the hair on Silvermane's neck exploded, and the tiger man looked like a lion:
"Raven! Don't you have any sense of honor as a warrior!?"

This is because Raven can't hear it. If he could, he would probably tell him: "I am a mage, and you are a warrior."

Watching the Eagle Army going further and further away, Silver Mane roared, and the surging fighting spirit in his body surged and turned into a blood-red beam of light that shot up into the sky!

“Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!”

Silver Mane drew the scimitar from his waist and slashed down fiercely!

Fighting spirit infused the blade, and scarlet blade light splashed out, leaving clear gullies on the ground. Even the rushing river surface was split in two in an instant, revealing a smoothly cut riverbed!
boom.

The divided river came together again.

Silver Mane vented his anger, but his annoyance didn't subside at all: "Pass my order, repair the bridge, build a pontoon bridge, and complete the crossing before dark!"

Half a day after the order was issued, the broken bridge remained there motionless.

"What's going on? Follow the orders!" Silver Mane became even more impatient.

"Well, sir..." The guard Swollen Claw said cautiously:
"We came here on a forced march, and the auxiliary troops didn't catch up!"

Silver Mane was silent: "...Damn it!"

……

Four days later, Raven finally led the 4th Legion to reunite with the main force and stopped in a wasteland.

Raven also convened a military meeting to decide the next marching strategy.

"My Lord Earl, are you okay?" Eric asked with concern.

The fact that Raven had encountered the Bloody Tiger Man is currently only known to the top leaders of the Eagle Army, in order to prevent the news from spreading and causing panic - mainly among the mercenaries.

"It's okay. After all, they are tigers, not eagles. They won't fly after us." Raven waved his hand.
"Now that we have penetrated deep into the Orc Empire, what do you think of our next move?"

A map had already been spread out in the marching tent.

Eric was the first to speak: "Sir, I think we can go north first and attack the territory of the Gray Feather Clan."

"The reason why you were caught up by the Blood Howl Clan before was because of the Gray Feather Clan's aerial reconnaissance and reporting. They can be said to be the eyes and ears of the orcs."

"Destroying the Gray Feather Clan and destroying their lair is like shooting the orcs in the eye!"

To be fair, this is a good plan, but Raven didn't comment after hearing it: "What about others, do you have any opinions?"

Link stood up and said, "My lord, I think we can continue westward and attack the territory of the Steelback clan."

"Now our 4-strong army is isolated and stranded. Although we still have enough food for four months, logistics is still a big problem."

"The pigmen's eating habits are similar to humans', and they are good at agriculture, so they must have a lot of food stored. We can fight them to support the war, at least solving the logistical problems in the short term."

After hearing this, Raven just yawned, and it was obvious that he was still not satisfied.

The officers in the tent were suddenly embarrassed, not knowing what kind of answer the Earl wanted.

At this moment, a low discussion sounded outside the tent:
"What's so great about those tiger people? They just relied on their numbers and their sudden arrival." "If they confront our Eagle Army head-on, they will definitely be the ones to die!"

Eric and Link looked at each other and saw a hint of understanding in each other's eyes.

Could it be that the Earl meant...

……

Chapter 480: His Royal Highness Sarzoen
"Um, Master Jijilinga!"

A goblin with a physique as strong as that of a tiger man came in front of Jiujiu Lingga.

Goblins of this physique are usually called "Bear Goblins". They are powerful fighters and are natural leaders in general goblin tribes. They can command dozens to hundreds of goblins.

But here, he is just a guard of Jiujiulinga.

He raised his left hand and placed it in front of his chest, then put it down when he felt something was wrong. He then raised his right hand, frowned and thought for a while, then stretched out his fingers and flicked his breastplate.

"I've taught you more than 30 times. Is this how you salute?!" Jiujiulinga looked at the bugbear in dissatisfaction. "Forget it. What's the matter?"

"Oh... That's it!" The bugbear scratched his nose, then reached to his waist with his hand, took out a crumpled envelope and placed it in front of Chirping Ringa: "This is from those talking birds."

Looking at the dried snot on it, Jiujiulinga resisted the urge to teach the bugbear a lesson and waved his hand: "...Go down."

The bugbear shuffled out of the room.

Jiujiu Linga carefully opened the letter and let out a helpless sigh.

Jiujiulinga had had enough of the indescribable wisdom of his fellow tribesmen.

Logically speaking, goblins who can reproduce and give birth to offspring with any race should be the strongest on the continent.

Their children can have the power of monsters, the wisdom of humans and orcs, and fertility that most intelligent races cannot even dream of.

But it just backfired.

Even if the humans who were abducted were used as the breeding ground, the offspring born would most likely be of the size and intelligence of ordinary goblins, and would only be able to master simple languages ​​and would not be able to do any complex work.

There are very few wise men like Chuchu Linga among our tribe.

If his people could steadily acquire high amounts of wisdom, then they should be the masters of this continent. Why would they be squeezed to the point of suffocation by a group of nearly beastly guys! ?
"We have to find a way to get another batch of human seedbeds. The last batch was too small and too weak. They only gave birth to a dozen babies..." Jiujiu Linga muttered to himself:
"We need to get at least 1000 people in this batch. We will definitely be able to produce some wise men."

Clearing his mind of irrelevant thoughts, Jiujiu Linga opened the letter and read the contents. After scanning it, he pursed his lips in disdain:
"whispering sound……"

This is a letter from Silvermane Bloodhowl, the leader of the Bloodhowl Tigermen.

The gist of it is that Raven escaped across the Tallinn River and his current tactical intentions are unclear.

In order to prevent Raven from causing greater damage, Silvermane ordered the Grayfeather Clan to advance from the north to the south, the Steelback Clan to push from the west to the east, the Goblins to advance from the southwest, and Silvermane to lead the Bloodhowl Orcs to advance from the east and southeast.

Compress Raven's space for movement without leaving any blind spots, forcing Raven to fight a decisive battle.

"Big cats should just play with the ball of yarn, but they have to imitate others' tactical maneuvers." Jiujiu Linga rolled his eyes: "Trouble...!"

Although Jiujiulinga looked down on the human race and had a legion of more than 20 goblins under his command, he had no interest in a head-on confrontation with Raven's army.

After all, Raven's army is made up of men.

However, the Blood Roar Clan is not easy to offend.

"Then send two legions as a token of appreciation... He didn't ask for a large number."

With a bang, the door suddenly opened and hit the wall.

A wave of air blew into the room with a fishy wind, followed by a terrifying roar:

"Roar--!!!"

Qiqikek jumped down from his chair with a start. "Oh no! How did these bastards provoke that adult again!?"

He rushed to the door in a hurry, and suddenly felt a chill in his crotch. Then he went back into the house, changed his pants, and then strode out of the room and came to the top floor of the castle.

On the top floor of the castle, there was an obsidian gate with five overturned carts at the door. Piles of cut barbecued meat were scattered on the ground, and there were more than twenty frightened goblins next to them.

What's going on? The meat is not fresh?
Jiujiulinga suppressed his fear and walked forward, grabbed a piece of meat, smelled it, took a bite, and found nothing wrong.

So he went to the door, respectfully and cautiously:
"Your Highness Zorzahn, what is causing your displeasure?"

The deep voice was filled with clear dissatisfaction: "... Food needs to be nutritious and clean enough, but you dare to fool me with this dirty, blasphemous, rotten meat that you have used!?"

"Do you think I am your livestock?!"

Jiujiulinga was trembling. "...I dare not! I dare not! This must be a mistake made by the people below."

"Please put down your anger for a moment. I will send you the best meat and the best wine right away!"

"Angel's Tears - I need Angel's Tears to quench my thirst." Zorzaan's voice was now somewhat joyful. "Also, I need to remind you that my child needs a dry and comfortable environment. Go find another batch of insect fire and five carts of silk."

Angel's Tears! ?
That stuff is a specialty of the Keynes Empire. Here, a bottle can be sold for 12 gold coins. Jiujiulinga himself only drinks a glass of it on his birthday.

How many bottles would it take to satisfy Zorzaan? 1000 bottles? 10000 bottles?
The most terrible thing is the insect flint, which is the gastric stone of the Fire-winged White Crow. In order to get that batch, the Fire-winged White Crows in the territory of Jiujiulinga were almost extinct. Where can we get another batch?

But Jiujiulinga did not dare to refuse Zorsaan's order, so he could only agree to it: "Understood, my noble highness, your will will be perfectly satisfied!"

"Well, very good, go ahead." Zorzaan said lightly: "Remember to close the door, my child can't catch a cold."

Jiujiulinga glanced at the obsidian gate that was taller than eight of him, his mouth twitching. He kicked the sleeping goblin on the ground to wake him up and asked them to close the door together.

Jiujiulinga ordered people to prepare new food. When he returned to his room, he touched his pointed head and sighed tiredly:

"Ugh……"

Why do troubles never end?
"Zorsaan..." Jiujiulinga muttered the name, with a hint of greed in his eyes.

If he could have offspring with Him, what kind of glorious path would this tribe of goblins embark on?

But how can we achieve our wish?
I don't know what kind of potion can be effective against such a powerful being.

Just then, heavy footsteps were heard, and the bear goblin strode in again, pounded his right hand on his chest, and then looked at Jiujiulinga expectantly, obviously waiting for praise.

Jiujiulinga pointed at the gate expressionlessly.

The bear goblin was stunned for a moment, scratched his head, and stepped out and closed the door.

Then, there was a knock on the door: "…Sir, there is news."

"come in."

"My lord, those talking birds have brought us something again." The bugbear handed over the letter.

"What's going on?" Jiujiu Linga was a little confused and took the envelope and opened it.

In order to ensure that the message can be conveyed smoothly, military intelligence is often transmitted multiple times. Is this a duplicate?

It turned out not to be the case.

"Hey, Raven is making a move again? I knew that the big cat Silvermane is always a step behind in everything he does..."

"Wait, what do you mean, Raven is coming to the south?"

……

(End of this chapter)