Qianye was not in a hurry, and instead looked at the surrounding furnishings.
This is a rough and crude lounge, the walls are decorated with animal heads, animal skins and swords, and the hangings are even a bit messy, completely in the style of werewolf tribes.
At this moment, William let out a long breath, turned his head and asked, "How's the harvest?"
"It's huge." Qianye said.
"That's good."
Qianye glanced at the map again, and suddenly recognized an icon that looked like the badge of a medium-sized clan of the blood clan. This time he found that the signs that resembled the legion marks seemed to represent the confrontation between the vampires and werewolves. It's just that the situation on the werewolf side is obviously not optimistic, and the blood race has vaguely formed a semi-encircled situation around them.
Qianye asked: "Is there something bothering you?"
William smiled bitterly: "A lot, a lot, so much that I don't know what to say."
His eyes fell back on the map, and he said with a little interest: "We werewolves are a race that respects our ancestors and traditions. A large part of our power comes from the favor of our ancestors. But this does not mean that the ancestors Everything is right, especially today after the Millennium War...”
Qianye listened quietly without speaking. Inheritance or transformation is a very complicated issue, and once it rises to the level of country and race, more political factors will be mixed in. Qianye was not good at this aspect.
On the other hand, as one of the four major races in the Eternal Night camp, the brave werewolves have always been the main force of the army. They are more intelligent than nerubians, less selfish than vampires, and much more numerous than demons.
William knocked on the edge of the table, put away his thoughts, and returned to his usual expression, then took out a black nameplate made of unknown metal, and handed it to Qianye.
"This is the token of our clan. You can walk freely in the werewolf's tribal territory with it. Of course, at least caution is still necessary. There are still many tribes like White Claw."
Qianye took the metal plate and looked at it carefully.
This sign is about half the size of a palm, with a somewhat rough surface. The front is a towering mountain, while the back is engraved with the totem of a werewolf. From the workmanship to the pattern, the metal plate has the unique rough style of werewolves, and it also faintly reveals a bit of desolation.
Qianye asked casually: "The dispute between you and White Claw has been resolved?"
There was another coldness in William's voice, "Old Walker's patriarch has been the patriarch for too long, so long that he has forgotten that he should be in awe of the souls of the ancestors on the top of the mountains. Since they want war, they will get war."
Qianye looked up in astonishment. At this time, William's expression was very strange, and his typical Viking-style handsome features revealed a sense of sharpness.
Qianye flipped the metal plate twice in his hand, and said calmly: "You checked me? What do you want me to do?"
William suddenly gave him a token, of course not all for the convenience of walking. A human race may not have to go to the werewolf territory for a lifetime, but if they go deep into the dark territory, it is either killing or trading. Therefore, this token also means a trading route with werewolves.
If William hadn't known Qianye's identity for a long time, how could he think that a lone hunter had the ability and demand to trade with the werewolf tribe
William smiled and said, "I'm just a little curious about the person who made old Ross unhappy. Now that you have a mercenary group, you need money and resources. Trading with me will benefit both parties."
Qianye remained silent. Before William, he never thought that he could coexist peacefully with a dark race for several days. But the transaction is another matter. It is not as simple as selling loot in the underground black market, nor is it a matter of mutual benefit.
William took a scroll next to it and opened it. It was a map of the Evernight Continent. "It's very simple, just do me a little favor. One is that when you are fighting those vampires, if you have the opportunity, you should pay more attention to the direct descendants of the Marquis Ross. I may be able to provide you with some information. of."
He paused, reached out his hand to the area near Heiliu City, and continued: "The other thing is, if you want, there are more than a dozen small werewolf tribes nearby, and they can exchange equipment with you with medicinal materials and ores. Of course, it would be even better if you can provide some customized equipment. The price will make you very satisfied."
Qianye frowned even tighter.
Due to innate reasons, werewolves are not good at manufacturing, while the vampires are born masters of craftsmanship, and the demons are famous for producing top-level force equipment. Traditionally, werewolves prefer to rely on physical strength to kill enemies, and equipment is often dispensable. If the werewolves had the right equipment, their combat power would undoubtedly increase dramatically, which was not what Qianye wanted to see.
William suddenly patted Qianye on the shoulder, stared at him with blue-gray eyes, and said in a relaxed tone: "Actually, things are very simple. You have complete freedom to do or not to do it."
Qianye thought for a while, then slowly said: "The first thing is what I will do. As for the transaction..."
William smiled and said: "You have a chance to contact them and make a decision. The tribe over there has a closer relationship with us and is relatively gentle. But just like here, you need to show enough strength when you contact them , Werewolves admire warriors, this will make you easier to be accepted by them."
Qianye nodded, but sighed inwardly. At this time, he suddenly thought of Song Zining. The Ningyuan Group has a trade route of the dark race. What did Song Zining think about when making the transaction decision
William said again: "I still have some things to deal with. I plan to stay for a few more days. You should also stay for two more days. Good things will appear in the gray city every day."
"No, I don't have much time. In fact, I'll be ready to go in a minute."
"Worried about the situation in Yong Ye? There is nothing to worry about. In fact, the war over there is over."
Qianye was taken aback.
That was a war that swept across half of the Eternal Night Continent. There were signs that the Eternal Night camp dispatched double-digit councilor-level powerhouses to take charge of the overall situation. And according to Wei Bainian's news, the empire also transferred several main armies and nearly half of the elite armies to the Eternal Night Continent.
The cost of transporting troops alone is an astronomical sum. According to common sense, a war of this scale would have to last for more than half a year before the winner could be determined. How did the war suddenly end
William saw Qianye's doubts, smiled, and said: "The old guys from the Eternal Night Council seem to be looking for something to start the war. Now that there is a result, there is no need to continue the fight."
Qianye couldn't believe it when he heard the first half of the sentence. He couldn't imagine anything that could trigger such a war of scale and sacrifice. But the second half of the sentence made him feel tense, and asked: "A good result or a bad result?"
William shrugged and said, "Of course it's a bad result. Those old guys are probably suffering from a headache now."
Qianye said goodbye to William.
William sent him out of the door, and warned again, "I don't know why the people of Guinsoo are targeting you, I helped you solve two, and the other one looks like it died accidentally by Zalen's hands. However, Guinsoo's commissions are never half-finished. You have to be careful."
Qianye nodded, did not continue to stay, and left the gray city directly, heading towards the territory of the Zhao Clan.
The road to Youcheng is almost close to the border. Unlike the open mountains and fields, the activities of dark races and ferocious beasts are much more frequent. There are also many hunters and adventurers from the human race, and in terms of danger, the human race is no less than the dark race.
You City is an important town in the territory of the Zhao Clan, with a population of 300,000. Due to its geographical location bordering both the Dark Territory and the rebel territory, the situation in the city is also complicated. Perhaps the real danger is not in the wasteland, but in the secluded city.
Qianye set off in the afternoon, and it was safe to camp that night, but he ignited the eighth node after another forty-three rounds of military raids to break the tide.
While Qianye was on his way, the battle situation on the Yongye Continent suddenly fell into a strange situation. The army of countless dark races suddenly retreated like a tide, and even easily gave up some strategic locations that they had finally won.
It was difficult for the empire to judge the intention of the dark race's move, and the brave and impulsive generals couldn't help but wave their troops in pursuit. However, this time the dark race no longer followed the unspoken rules of the previous decisive battle. Suddenly, several armies encircled and directly ate a group army that underestimated the enemy.
That was the elite of four entire divisions, but they were wiped out in less than three days, and it was too late for Duke Ding, who was in charge of the battlefield in that direction, to rescue them. Because this army group was annihilated, the empire's losses in this battle have been equal to those of the dark races. This made Ding Guogong and Marshal Luo Mingji extremely ugly.
After this battle, the empire's troops became very cautious, following behind the retreating dark army, fighting steadily, gaining lost ground step by step.
In fact, the atmosphere on the side of the dark race is even more dignified. In a castle near the front line, more than ten members of parliament gathered here. However, the meeting had already started for an hour, yet no one spoke, allowing the oppressive atmosphere to continue to spread.
I don't know how long it took before a ghostly congressman spoke, even with an erratic voice, "Is there no new news?"
The Nerubian Marquis, who was standing by the side, immediately took a step forward and said respectfully: "The search troops of all races have arrived at the Fenghuo Continent and entered the designated area according to the instructions. So far, there has been no report of any discovery. Search troops from all directions Among them, Viscount Zalen of the Byrne clan died in battle."
A blood member sternly said, "Zaron? How did he die?" It was a senior member of parliament, his momentum was like a black haze, and even the Nerubian Marquis couldn't help taking a step back.
The Marquis quickly sped up his speech, "We have found the remains of Viscount Zalen. It is said that he was tracking a suspicious human who looked like a vampire before he went deep into the mountains. The place where the Viscount died was close to the territory of the Zhao Clan. Judging from the body, The viscount should have died under... Manjushahua."
This sentence immediately aroused layers of turmoil in the conference hall. Even when the congressmen heard Manshushahua's name, it was difficult for them to control their emotions, especially Geshitu.