380: C380 The Horn of the General Attack

C380 The Horn of the General Attack

The old Lion King had suffered many heavy blows in a row.

First, the crown prince had died in the war against the City of Divine Gift, and then the City of Divine Gift had succeeded in attacking the city of his own younger brother, Balu. Baru had also died in front of the city.

Just as the old Lion King was planning to tear down some of the Leo soldiers at the frontlines to temporarily slow down the suppression of the Tigerman Empire and completely eradicate the City of Divine Gift, the Tigerman Empire launched an all-out attack at this moment. The Tigerman Empire, which was originally not a match for them, actually forced its soldiers to retreat continuously.

What made him even angrier was that there were rumors in the army about the tiger man seeking protection from the dragon.

After receiving this news, he was so angry that he directly slapped the messenger to death.

Evil Dragon!

What was that?

That's a damn Diremonster!

The king of demons!

Right now, the entire Monster race was basically in hiding, so how could any evil dragon appear to help?

"Pass down the order, if anyone spreads any more rumors, they'll be killed on the spot!"

The old Lion King ordered angrily.

"We, the Lion People are the strongest among all of the Beastmen, the bravest race. How can we start to scare ourselves just because we lost a little in battle?

I don't believe that the Tigers have the ability to mobilize the rest of the army and temporarily put down the mob in the City of Divine Gift to launch a full-scale offensive against the Tigers! Let them know, it's not that we can't swallow them, it's just that we gave them some time to live on! "

As the old Lion King roared, he angrily slapped the armrest of the imperial stone chair.

The arm of the chair was crushed into powder.

Many of the officers present were scared stiff by the old Lion King.

They had never seen the old Lion King so angry. Under the continuous assault of so much bad news, the old Lion King was planning to take action.

The more quick-witted generals had already taken the initiative to rush out and give out orders, while the ones who were a step too late could only obediently stand on the spot, not even daring to breathe loudly.

From the moment the old Lion King said the order, Silver Back had already pulled the werewolf patriarch out.

The two of them ran until they reached the middle of the military camp, then stopped.

"What's wrong?"

The werewolf leader was panting heavily. When Silver Back stopped, he finally asked with great difficulty.

"We have to get out of here."

Silver Back was also extremely tired, and it sounded as if he was out of breath.

"Why? Aren't we staying here pretty good? The King did not vent his anger on us for the death of the crown prince. "

The werewolf leader wiped the sweat off his forehead, his face full of confusion.

"From the soldiers who were defeated, all the information I received was about them being attacked by the dragon …"

Silver Back's expression was grave.

"Didn't the King say it? These are all rumors of defeat …" "Ugh!"

Before the werewolf chief could finish speaking, Silver Back had already covered his mouth.0

The werewolf leader looked around and his back was covered in cold sweat.

The old Lion King had just issued an order on the matter of the ban. If anyone heard this, they would probably lose their heads.

"I can confirm that it's not just rumors …"

Silver Back embraced the werewolf leader's neck and whispered into his ear.

"If it's just rumors, it's impossible for them to be so highly unified. Everyone's version is the same …"

"I suspect... "The Tigers really do have the help of dragons …"

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