Chapter 954 953 Wise Wolf’s Future Blueprint Nash’s New Mission
Chapter 954 Wise Wolf’s Future Blueprint·Nash’s New Mission
The dark night before dawn is always difficult.
This is true whether it is for the humans who are still vigilant, or the "Guardians of Creation" who assist the Avalon cultists in hunting down the gnoll thugs in the filthy swamp.
This swamp has become one of the most dangerous areas on the continent due to the nourishment of war, but it is actually not bad for the jackals of the Bloodclaw clan, not only because under the order of Chief Nash, some jackal hunters
Dedicating their faith to the God of Avalon in exchange for a weak blessing, and because the Bloodclaw clan has been active in the swamp, they have adapted to this high-intensity change.
The physical quality of the local gnolls in Transia is far inferior to that of their distant relatives in the Dark Mountains, but the deterioration in strength brings about an improvement in intelligence. This is more like an adaptation to the environment. After all, in the vastness of the central area of the continent
On the earth, trying to survive on the borders of human society cannot solve the problem by simply fighting.
Especially small jackals like Hogg must find their own "track" if they want to survive in the group.
Of course, there are still a few jackals as smart as Hogg, but luckily Chief Nash also belongs to this category of "smart guys".
Since the changes in the Filthy Swamp, Nash has been getting knowledge about the exploration and research of various new creatures in the swamp from the Avalon Church. It has simplified this knowledge and passed it on to its people as necessary knowledge, so that
They move around the swamp in a more cautious manner.
At least you need to know what things are not allowed to touch in the swamp, which places are not allowed to go, the most correct response when encountering special situations, etc.
Such large-scale teaching is extremely effective, especially when forced by the cruel reality that idiots who are unwilling to learn will most likely not come back if they enter the swamp, the members of the Blood Claw clan completed it in a very pragmatic and quick manner.
A "preliminary symbiosis" with the filthy swamp.
They must learn how to survive in this dangerous swamp, because this is the "legacy" left to them by Chief Hogg.
Governor Murphy is willing to give the Filthy Swamp to the Bloodclaw clan as their territory, but if the Bloodclaw clan cannot survive here, then the "right of inheritance" will naturally be invalidated. If this happens, then the evil goat
People will definitely laugh their ass off and be grateful to their Lord of Curses for his protection.
After all, the goatmen who also surrendered to Transia and found their place in the system have also been seeking to rule the filthy swamp.
As the second generation leader of the clan, Nash must ensure that the worst case scenario does not happen, otherwise not to mention Hogg, the other ambitious leaders in the clan will never let him go.
This is the dilemma Nash faces.
As the second generation of the Blood Claw clan, his life is far less comfortable than Hogg's, but Nash is also good. He has not been defeated by these external and internal problems, but has been seeking solutions.
For example, right now, Nash is preparing to execute a real "big thing"!
Once this matter is completed by himself, not to mention the instability within the clan, he can even seize control of the Filthy Swamp in one fell swoop.
But before doing big things, Nash had to have a conversation with his "old leader" as usual.
In the early morning hours of Baphomet Canyon, Nash was resting in the campground and activated the quantum communication of the Farstrider protective gear on his body. It chewed dried meat while patiently waiting for the communication to be connected.
As a smart jackal, although Nash still couldn't understand how this magical thing could achieve instant communication across half a continent, it didn't stop him from being familiar with how to use it.
It knows that this is its own unique advantage and is good at learning and using various tools.
Chief Hogg has risen through this merit, and he only needs to continue walking along this correct path.
I don’t know how Chief Hogg is doing in the distant dark mountains?
I heard that it not only participated in the God-killing War, but also saved Lord Paying in a critical moment. Nash couldn't imagine how a little man like Chief Hogg could do such a thing. The sound made the Jackal's blood boil.
thing, but it thought that if Chief Hogg could achieve such a great feat, maybe he, who was born as a small man like him, could also do it in the future.
"Nash? Why are you contacting me at this time?"
Just when Nash was thinking about the little theater of "becoming a hero" in his mind, Hogg's tired voice with a hint of weakness sounded from the quantum communication, and it said helplessly:
"I just finished feeding the two cubs deer milk. It's really scary to raise a baby, even for a gnoll."
"ah?"
Nash's tail tensed up and he exclaimed:
"You have a child? No, this is too fast! You took the time to create two people in the middle of killing the gods? Ah, you are worthy of being Chief Hogg!"
"It's not mine. Oh, forget it. It's quite troublesome to explain this matter. Let's talk about it slowly later."
Hogg was really tired, so he saved the time for small talk and asked:
"Contact me now, what can I do for you?"
"Oh, that's right."
Nash took the time to tell Hogg that he was about to go to Shadow Valley to persuade the old, weak, women and children of the Splitclaw clan to surrender under Lord Murphy's orders. He asked:
"I already have preliminary ideas, but I still want to hear your opinion. After all, this is my first time doing such a big thing, and I feel uneasy."
"But you have already taken action, Nash. Although you are not sure of victory, you are already on the road to execution. This shows that you have made your own decisions on these matters."
Hogg praised him and asked again:
"What you need is not my opinion, but my recognition and encouragement. You still lack confidence. It seems that the internal affairs of the Blood Claw clan have made you feel deeply stressed and you don't have much confidence in yourself, right?"
"I'll tell you the truth."
Nash immediately began to express his bitterness, and he complained:
"Martai and Fan Gaolei have been leading the barbarians and hunters to assist the Avalon believers in hunting down those thugs. They come back victorious every time. Although the tribesmen have been educated, they still worship the strong in their hearts. Victories every time make those thugs
The two guys developed ambition again.
They began to openly and covertly challenge my dignity as chief.
Fortunately, Old Jinya is still reliable, and he and the kobolds under his command are firmly on my side, but I am afraid that if things continue, the clan you left me will be divided.
After all, we now have a strong claim on the entire Foul Swamp, and such a large territory is enough to support many clans.
I guess this is what Maltai and Van Gaole had in mind. They couldn't get rid of the bad nature in their bones and wanted to break away from the Bloodclaw clan to establish their own achievements. They were unwilling to submit to a small man like me and just wanted to be respected as chief by others.
Sorry, Chief Hogg.
I don’t have as high a prestige as you, and I can’t suppress them nor do I have the heart to get rid of them. Maybe I’m not suitable to be a chief. Maybe it’s more suitable for me to verify your career plan and become a priest of the Creator.”
"But you don't believe in the Creator's morality from the bottom of your heart."
Hogg sighed and said:
"You are indeed a little indecisive, Nash, but this is not a big problem. You want to know how to lead the Bloodclaw clan in the future. You are confused. This is normal. Then I will take a moment to describe to you my feelings about the gnolls.
Plan for the future.
I definitely can't go back to Smuggler's Grove.
I want to stay on this plain of creation that was shaped by Lord Murphy with the help of the mighty power of the Creator, and lead the creation guards to build the first city of gnolls here with the help of the Broken Fang and Whiptail clans. This is a place destined to be consumed.
A long process.
Even on the day I die of old age, I will not be able to truly see our kingdom integrated into the mainland, but the most difficult stage has passed. Nash, the Lord of Hunting is dead, and our people will eventually return to the righteous faith of the Creator.
, to welcome the coming of the future with a new look.
So, what responsibilities does the Bloodclaw Clan shoulder in such a system?
You are in an enclave far away from the Gnoll Kingdom. You rely on the kindness of Transia to exist. You are also responsible for guarding the ancestral land for the Gnoll civilization. Therefore, if you can figure out the future role of the Bloodclaw clan in the kingdom,
position, you will know how to lead your people next.
So answer me, Nash, what do you think you and the Bloodclaw clan can do for our kingdom and civilization in the future?"
"Um"
Nash thought hard, but such a question that could stump 90% of jackals could not stump it. After a few seconds of thinking and language organization, it said:
"Diplomacy? As you said, our kingdom is located in the Dark Mountains, which is far away from the civilized center of the continent. However, the Blood Claw clan is close to Transia, so we have become the spokesperson of the Gnoll Kingdom on the continent.
We must always follow Lord Murphy's footsteps, but we must also shoulder the responsibility of speaking out for the Gnoll Kingdom.
Ah, I understand!
I understand what you mean.
After I go back, I will let Maltai and Fan Gaolei leave with the tribesmen who are willing to follow them, give them the name of defending the ancestral land of the swamp, and let them compete with the Goatman settlement for control in the filthy swamp. As for the Bloodclaw clan
We don't need any force to make our presence known.
We will become the 'ambassadors' of the Gnoll Kingdom in the future. This is the diplomatic mission of the Blood Claw Clan! Be a window to communicate with the outside world, showing the most decent and progressive side of Gnoll civilization to those who observe us.
And I will be honored to be the eyes and mouthpiece of Lord Wise Wolf, telling the kings and lords the will of the Jackal Kingdom that you represent."
"Very good, it seems you really understand."
Hogg said with satisfaction:
"Don't use the name 'Smuggler's Grove' anymore. Let's discuss it with Archon Miriam and come up with a new name that suits our characteristics. Of course, you can't meet the Scarlet Archon as the chief of the Bloodclaw Clan.
"
"As the civilized ambassador of the Gnoll Kingdom!"
Nash said loudly:
"At least we can obtain a formal position from Lady Miriam, and invite the Brotherhood of Stonemasons to build the first real embassy for our kingdom in the Scarlet Castle.
This is just the first step!
Eventually, one day, the embassy of the Jackal Kingdom will appear in the City of Fog and Beifong Castle, and even in the distant Celestial Capital and Ptolemaic City."
"Very good, very good. Look, the future of you and the clan is clear. Nash, you are really a talent."
Hogg encouraged:
"As little people, we shouldn't chase power. That's not what we should aspire to. We must make good use of the power of wisdom. As for going to Shadow Valley to persuade those old, weak, women and children to surrender, this is the ultimate test of your wisdom.
You may die miserably under the sharp blades of those ferocious barbarians.
But if you return to our ancestral land with the power entrusted to you by Lord Xu Gesen, then no one can question your majesty."
"But those people cannot bring back the Filthy Swamp, Lord Wise Wolf."
Nash immediately drew inferences and said:
"Although Governor Murphy is full of good intentions toward us, the presence of more than a hundred thousand gnolls in the Filth Swamp will make the native Transians and Yankees feel threatened.
Our power in the Filth Swamp cannot be too strong. We can only maintain it to the extent that we can fight against the Goatmen. I will send them to you. You need to build a city for the Gnoll Kingdom. You will need
Lots and lots of labor.
The Transians punished criminals through labor reform, and perhaps we should also learn from this advanced model.
Down-to-earth work can help our people escape from barbarism. When one day in the future, we jackals can rely on farming and grazing to support ourselves, the Black Disaster will truly disappear from history."
"Ah, very good."
Hogg's voice was somewhat tangled.
Nash got the idea too quickly.
This was supposed to be what I told it, but it was understood by it without any knowledge. Bastard, you have considered things and plans so comprehensively, how can you let yourself, the leader, show your "exhaustive strategy" in front of you?
"Woolen cloth?
Ah, it's not entirely a good thing if your subordinates are too capable.
But before Hogg could continue to mention a few words, the sharp and penetrating cry of the jackal cub sounded from its side, causing Hogg to lament and say:
"Go and do your work. I'll go check on those two cubs. They really have a big appetite that matches their bloodline."
"But you haven't told me who those two cubs are."
Now that Nash had resolved its confusion, it became interested in gossip and asked:
"Are they the heirs you inherited from other jackals? They are worthy of your own cultivation. It seems that they have extraordinary origins."
"There's nothing wrong with telling you, but you have to watch your mouth."
Hogg was silent for a few words and said:
"These are Xu Gesen's posthumous children. They are the children of Ms. Nanak from the Black-Eye clan. They were supposed to be raised by Nanak herself, but the infatuated person learned about Xu Gesen's death and was so sad that this will still happen.
Take care of your health."
"Ah! Xu Gesen's child?"
Nash was shocked and exclaimed:
"Why don't you strangle them to death quickly! Throw them into the urinal and drown them! Mr. Hogg, you can't be stupid. Hugersen died at the hands of the Transians and was executed by Mr. Murphy himself. These two
Once Zaizi knows these things, he will definitely cause trouble in the future.
You are causing trouble for yourself."
"No, you don't understand, Nash, you don't understand what a heavy price Xu Gesen paid for our people. Everyone can insult it and despise it, but the jackals can't!"
Amidst the cries of the two jackal cubs, Nash fell into a long silence after hearing the whole story.
It had a chance encounter with Hugersen, and was almost pinched to death by him. At that time, it felt that Xugersen was different from other jackals, especially the way it carefully put away Mr. Hogg's papers. It never
I had never thought that the Chosen One who led the black plague army to invade Transia would actually be such a complicated image.
The story was so bizarre that Nash couldn't digest it for a while, but then an idea appeared in his clever mind.
It said to Hogg:
"Before knowing these things, I was only 50% sure of persuading the Splitclaw clan remnants, but now, I am at least 90% sure. The deeds of heroes are always so shocking. I will complete this matter, Lord Hogg.
.
Even if it is to ensure that Sir Xu Gesen's noble sacrifice is not wasted, I will do my best to complete it.
I will erect a statue of him at Wolfsburg.”
"Well, let's shape it into the image of a sage holding a scroll."
Hogg said with sigh:
"If there hadn't been this damn black disaster, if there hadn't been the disaster a thousand years ago, maybe that would have been the life Xu Gesen should have had. He should have been an upright human being, but the evil god turned him into a ghost. That is a memorial and a warning!
Let all the gnolls who know its story know how difficult this victory is, and how heavy the future we take back is.
After these two children grow up, I will send them to you and let them grow up in a civilized world. Their father sacrificed everything for his people, and they will also dedicate themselves to the wolf civilization.
.
Just like the people of our generation who have just climbed out of the quagmire.”
