I was a lord farming, how did I become an emperor?

Chapter 187 The Half-Blood's Obsession
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Edge of the razor plain.

In the dense forest on the hillside, the campfire crackled and popped inside the fenced-off camp.

Vadaka sat cross-legged by the fire, his lizard-like face etched with gloom.

He gripped a bone knife tightly in his human hand, swinging it up and down, constantly stabbing at the frozen chunks of meat, venting his dissatisfaction.

Vardaga is a hybrid with distinctly beast-like features.

Unlike other mixed-race individuals.

Vardaga's father was the leader of the Bloodscale tribe.

Furthermore, Vardaga personally founded the Blackscale Tribe, leading 133 hybrids and possessing 80 human slaves.

Vardaga once led his men to kill the lord of Razorfen Downs, massacre the town, and plunder food and supplies.

Although the Blackscale Tribe is not the overlord of the Razor Plains, it is enough to establish itself here, and is even stronger than some other races.

But Vadaja was still not satisfied.

Because Vadagh still hasn't gained his father's approval.

The high and mighty leader of the Bloodscale tribe, his father, never gave this mixed-race son a second glance.

This was because Vardaga's mother was a human slave girl, someone who was considered extremely lowly in the eyes of the Bloodscale Tribe.

Vadaja therefore hated humans and resented his mother.

Even though his human bloodline endowed him with intelligence.

His mixed-race identity led to him being scorned by his clan, forcing him to put in a hundred times the effort to gain his father's approval.

To prove himself, Vardaga handed over the Blackscale tribe, which he had created, to his father.

He called himself "Blackscale," attempting to use this name to wash away his shame and gain the recognition of the lizard people.

But all I got in return was ridicule and sarcasm.

Especially Vardaga's older brother, a pure-blooded lizardman, always treated him like a slave.

If anything goes wrong, Vadaga will be beaten and verbally abused by his older brother.

More importantly, purebred reptilians despise him, regarding him as weak as humans.

For example, right now, the lizardmen have all gone hunting, while Vadaga has to stay at the camp with those cowardly yak people.

All that the elder brother left for Vladaga were a few dozen hybrids.

There wasn't a single real lizardman.

Because they are lowly hybrids, they are not worthy to command the lizardmen.

"Chief, perhaps... we should leave?"

Beside the campfire, Vadagh's second-in-command whispered a suggestion.

The deputy's voice made Vadaja stop what he was doing and look up.

His cold gaze pierced through the fire, fixed on his second-in-command, Zach.

Zach's limbs were covered with fine scales, and he had a short tail that looked like it had been cut off.

But Zach's head and limbs are human-like.

The transformation of hybrids into beasts is not static; they can have heads, limbs, tails, and so on, and some may even only have eyes.

Seeing that Vardaga remained silent, Zak couldn't help but continue, "The Bloodscale Tribe has never taken us seriously, nor has it cared about our lives."

"Half of the brothers you brought have been killed or wounded; they've all been used as cannon fodder in the charge!"

Vadaja's eyes narrowed sharply, gleaming with a dangerous light like a predatory beast.

Zack swallowed hard, his voice trembling, "Chief, I'm telling the truth..."

"Shut up!"

"This is our final resting place!" Vardaga shouted coldly, his bone knife plunging into the ground.

"Those were all tests the Bloodscale Tribe was giving us!"

"We, with our mixed bloodlines, must endure these things to gain recognition!"

"Those fools who died were too weak to deserve to live!"

Vardaga approached Zak, staring at his deputy and coldly questioning him.

"What? Do you want to join those weak humans who only see us as monsters?"

"No, Chief, we can choose not to serve anyone."

Zack was somewhat afraid, but he still mustered his courage and said, "Our old tribe was fine too, and besides, there are so many hybrids in the wasteland..."

"Enough! Without the protection of the God-King, hybrids have no future!"

Vardaga's eyes burned with fervor: "Only by joining a true tribe can I prove myself! Don't mention leaving again, or else..."

He drew his bone knife and pointed it at Zack: "I'll cut off your head!"

"Yes, Chief..."

Zach shrank back and lowered his head in fear.

Even though he harbored resentment, Zach dared not utter another word and could only sigh silently in his heart.

In fact, their leader is very capable and intelligent.

Otherwise, they wouldn't have been able to build a mixed-race team of over a hundred people through hard work.

However, Vardaga's acceptance of the lizardmen had reached a fanatical level, and he had completely lost his mind.

No matter how the lizardmen tortured, abused, cursed, or even whipped him, Vardaga never once considered giving up.

It was as if this was the entire meaning of Vadaga's life.

Zach silently shook his head in his mind.

I really can't understand it.

Sigh, if I had known he was like this, I shouldn't have followed him.

Vadaja seemed to realize that his tone was harsh, and stood up to help Zakra up.

Vadaga's voice softened slightly.
"Come on, let's go on patrol."

"Okay chief."

Zack stood up, waved to two half-bloods, and quickly followed Vardagar.

Both of them shivered as they left the fire.

"You see, it's because we have dirty human blood in our veins that we're afraid of the cold."

"That's why we have to wear animal skins, pshaw!" Vadaga muttered under his breath.

Zach followed behind without saying a word.

He couldn't help but secretly agree in his heart.

Human blood also brings you wisdom.

As Zak was complaining inwardly, Vardaja suddenly stopped.

"What's wrong, Chief?"

No sooner had Zach finished speaking than Vardaja suddenly pulled Zach down!
Whoosh!
A sharp whistling sound rang out as an arrow flew past their scalps!

The mixed-race man following behind him was not so lucky; he was hit directly in the forehead by an arrow and fell to the ground with a thud!

"Enemy attack! Enemy attack!"

Vadaja immediately shouted, and was met with several more arrows!

Whoosh whoosh!
All the hybrids behind him fell to the ground, and Vardaga rolled around on the ground in a sorry state, dodging the arrows!
"Damn it! If it were real lizardman skin, there would be no need to fear these arrows!"

Vadaja cursed angrily, got up and fled back to the camp!

But as soon as he finished speaking, an arrow flew past his cheek, instantly slicing through the fine scales on his face and drawing blood.
Vadaja was stunned for a moment, and in the next instant, several sharp arrows shot straight towards him!

This time he had no way to avoid it, and in desperation he grabbed Zach next to him and used him as a shield!

"puff!"

The arrow pierced Zach's shoulder, abdomen, and thigh. He screamed and fell to the ground in the snow!
"leader!"

Zach clutched his wound, his eyes filled with shock and pain.

Without saying a word, Vadaja rushed into the camp without looking back!

Zach lay helplessly in the snow, watching dozens of arrows streak across the sky and fall into the camp!
Immediately afterward, Zach heard a flurry of footsteps approaching. He tried to escape, but found he couldn't move at all.

"Behave yourself, or I'll chop your head off!"

A deep, booming voice rang out, and Zack saw a bear-like man flash past him.

Then Zach heard a series of shouts of killing, screams of agony and cries of surrender from the mixed-race people.

Then, Zach completely lost consciousness.

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"Be honest with me!"

Gunle kicked the half-breed squatting on the ground and ordered the soldiers to tie them up one by one.

Just now, a mixed-race person faked his death and hid in the corpse. Taking advantage of the moment when no one was paying attention, he jumped down the hillside and slid all the way down.

By the time Gunther realized what was happening, he was already at the bottom of the slope, and it was too late to give chase.

Importantly, the lord's orders forbade any pursuit beyond the Razorfen Downs.

But the more Gunther thought about it, the angrier he became, so he took his anger out on the other mixed-race people, kicking them one by one.

"Alright, don't be angry."

Ryan stepped forward and advised, "It's normal for some to flee when we launch a surprise attack in broad daylight like this."

"Besides, none of these surrenderers have done anything wrong; they are all the lord's slaves." "Not yet; they still need to be screened."

Gunle, carrying his axe, swept his gaze over the lizardman prisoners and loudly demanded, "Which of you has ever eaten human flesh?"

The dozen or so mixed-race people looked at each other, but no one spoke.

"Speak up, or I'll chop off all your heads!"

Gunther gave a sharp shout, and the mixed-race people trembled with fear.

Those mixed-race individuals who were brave either died or ran away; those who surrendered were the cowards.

"Your Excellency, we have no right to eat human flesh..."

A mixed-race person said timidly, "Besides, look at us, we don't dare to eat it either..."

"Really?!" Gunle asked loudly again.

"Really, really, an adult!"

Another hybrid with limbs covered in fine scales stepped forward and assured, "We really won't eat them. We still have human blood in our bodies..."

"Knowing he has human blood, he still associates with these lizardmen!"

"I can't believe it," Gunle retorted loudly.

The half-blood shrank back, his voice trembling: "Sir, we...we were forced!"

His gaze darted away: "After Chief Vadaga destroyed the town, we had nowhere to go but to follow him!"

"Chief Vadaga? Where is he?"

Gunle narrowed his eyes. "Dead? Or among you lot?"

The hybrid quickly shook his head, pointing to the snow-covered forest in the distance: "Leader Vardaga... the leader is the one who just ran away!"

"Gan!"

Gunle stomped his foot and couldn't help but start cursing.
"I should have gone after them myself!"

Gunle gritted his teeth.

However, Gunther also had some doubts.

Why did the leader pretend to be dead and try to escape instead of running away at the beginning?

Do you think you have a chance to fight back?
Gonler didn't think too much about it and his gaze returned to the prisoners.
"Who else is the leader? Or holds any position? Step forward!"

The mixed-race individuals exchanged glances, remained silent for a moment, and then the one who had spoken earlier pointed to the unconscious figure behind them and said...
“Your Excellency, that fellow is called Zak, and he is Vardagar’s second-in-command.”

Gunle sized up the mixed-race man who was speaking, grinned, and patted him on the shoulder: "Good answer, I'll reward you with a piece of meat tonight!"

"Okay, thank you!"

The mixed-race person quickly introduced himself, "My lord, my name is Sletta. Please feel free to ask me anything."

Gunle nodded in satisfaction.

"and many more!"

Suddenly remembering something, Gunle stared at Sletta and questioned, "You just said that the one who escaped, Vardaja, is the guy who destroyed the town of Razorfen Downs?"

"Yes, Your Excellency!"

Sletta nodded quickly, "He led the team that massacred the town and looted food and supplies!"

"Dry!"

Gunle slapped his thigh, regretting it so much he wanted to grind his teeth.

Damn!

If we capture that guy and hand him over to the lord, he will be very happy!
At the very least, they can reward us with more wine!
Seeing the regret on Gunle's face, Renn couldn't help but comfort him, "It's alright, capturing a deputy leader isn't bad either."

Gunle breathed a sigh of relief, turned around and called the doctor over, ordering, "Save this guy, and you'll get your share of the rewards!"

"Yes, Lord Gonler!"

The doctor quickly got to work, treating Zach's wounds on the ground.

Gunle looked at Zack and couldn't help but sigh.

"I should have chased after Navadaga! I missed out on such a big guy!"

"Don't regret it, carrying out the lord's orders is the most important thing," Renn comforted him again.

"Yes."

Gunle nodded, then whispered, "Do you think we should go and support the lord?"

“Those lizardmen from the Bloodscale Tribe are true alien races, unlike these hybrids who are much easier to deal with.”

"As I said before, carry out the lord's orders."

Raine spoke calmly and earnestly, instructing, "Our primary task is to transport the Yakmen, and secondly, to block the Lizardmen's retreat and intercept them from behind."

Gangle was taken aback, then slapped his forehead: "That's right! Yak people!"

He turned his head and looked at a corner in the distance, where dozens of yak herders were tightly bound, their eyes wide open on their yak faces.

The yak-man is covered in dark brown fur and has an exceptionally strong body. His massive body is like a small mountain, exuding a suffocating aura of power.

They were generally over two meters tall, with broad shoulders, thick backs, and muscular limbs. Compared to them, Gangle looked as small as a child.

The bull horns on its head also looked ferocious and sharp, which was very creepy.

But despite this incredibly terrifying appearance, there was a pair of eyes filled with a blank stare.

Like a lost child, he looked helplessly at Gunther.

"Raine, do you think these yak people are all mentally sound?"

Gunle leaned against Rein and whispered, "That thin rope binding their wrists, they could easily break free with a little force, couldn't they?"

"Didn't the lord already tell you? These yak people are honest, simple, and timid."

Renn smiled and waved to the snow rabbit people beside him, "Go, the rest is up to you. Go and persuade those yak people."

"Yes, Lord Renn."

The snow hare man nodded emphatically and ran quickly to the yak man.

“Hello, big guys, I’m Bala from the Earth Ear Tribe. We used to be very good friends with the Giant Hoof Tribe.”

The snow hare man bowed very politely and said happily to the yak man,

"The lizardmen here always bully us; it's very dangerous."

"So we fled here a while ago, and luckily we found a safe new place to settle down."

"There's plenty of food there, would you like to go?"

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In the cold wind.

Chris stood on the hillside outside the cave, carefully observing his surroundings.

"Be careful. Without the Falcon of Tucson, we now have to rely on ourselves."

Chris ordered the soldiers around him, "Send two more sentries out to keep an eye on the north and prevent the lizardmen from launching a sneak attack."

Chris didn't understand why Lord Rhodes had come here personally; sending the prisoners back would have been a better option.

But now that the order has been given, Chris must carry it out strictly.

Chris believed that the lord, who had previously manipulated him, must have had his reasons for making such arrangements.

The task is actually quite simple: just guard the settlement for two days, and then the lord will send someone to take over.

Nothing happened for so many days before, so staying a couple more days shouldn't be a big problem.

This arrangement is simply Chris's habit and intuition.

"Yes, Sir Knight."

The soldier readily agreed and quickly made the arrangements.

Chris nodded, told the soldiers to clean up the marks around them, and then jumped down the hillside.

He went straight back into the cave and casually practiced his sword skills by the fire.

With Gunther and Ryan not around, Chris dared not practice breathing techniques casually.

If Chris were to be ambushed by an enemy after expending a lot of energy, he would regret it.

"Sir, it's not good!"

Just as Chris finished practicing a complete set of basic knight sword techniques, the snow rabbit Kyle suddenly ran in.
"A whistle is coming from the northwest; it sounds like the enemy has been spotted!"

Chris was startled and quickly ran out of the cave.

At that moment, a sharp whistle sounded from the northeast, the alarm from the hidden sentries!

"Oops!"

Chris felt a chill run through him!
Just as Kyle reported, the sound indicated that there were quite a few enemies!

There are at least dozens!
And judging from this situation, the enemy has surrounded us from both the west and the east at the same time!

Chris shouted, "Bring the sentries back! Tell everyone to prepare for battle!"

"Lord Chris, there are only about a dozen of us..."

Kyle was completely flustered and panicked.

But Kyle still mustered up his courage and said, "Why don't I distract them, and you take the prisoners and run away first?"

“We can’t escape. If they rescue these lizardmen, our mission will have failed.”

Chris frowned, but his words betrayed his calmness.

“Take all the prisoners into the cave, and we will use the terrain inside the cave to resist them.”

"Even if we ultimately fail, none of those lizardman prisoners will leave alive."

(End of this chapter)