Chapter 306 The shit stirrer
Chapter 306 The shit stirrer
Itachi Wen wished he could kill those orcs immediately to make Lynx and the cub pay for their deaths!
However, the Weasel tribe stopped Weasel Wen, who was on the verge of madness. If it were just a fierce boar tribe, they would never have stopped Weasel Wen from seeking revenge. But there was also the Mad Lion tribe watching from the sidelines.
These two tribes have always been birds of a feather, and if the Mad Lion tribe were to interfere, the Weasel tribe would have absolutely no way to resist.
Youwen knew that he was the heir of the weasel tribe, and he could not allow his people to be harmed because of him.
Itachi could only wait, waiting for an opportunity.
This wait lasted a full ten years.
Itachi looked at Tamaki with unconcealable sorrow in his eyes, "Tamaki, it's been ten years. Perhaps you all don't remember what Ike and Zai Zai looked like anymore, but I do."
“Every quiet night, I go back to that little cabin in the forest, where there is a pond and our baby.”
But then the scene shifts, showing them lying on the ground, covered in blood, lifeless.
Itachi was already on the verge of going crazy from this daily torment.
The madness in his eyes was terrifyingly intense. "I can't wait any longer."
If there hadn't been other elders present when Xiong Chong spoke on the snowy mountain, he would never have pretended to hesitate.
He was completely different from the gentle orc he had been just moments before. Itachi Tamaki silently stared at Itachi Wen, whose face was slightly distorted, and remained silent for a long time.
"I haven't forgotten." Itachi Tamaki looked up and said, word by word, "Wen, I have never forgotten."
Itachi and Tamaki are brothers, how could he forget Itachi's child?
He watched Weasel Wen remain silent day after day after the deaths of Lynx Pond and his cub. He became a perfect chieftain of the weasel tribe, wearing that gentle and composed mask, but his soul was slowly sinking into the abyss.
He was only thirty-five years old, but his face looked as weathered as that of an old man in his twilight years.
Itachi didn't know how to rescue him.
"Then please help me, okay? Please go and talk to the elders for me!" Itachi grabbed Itachi Tamaki's arm and pleaded.
Itachi's voice trembled, "This is the best opportunity I've waited ten years for!"
"Okay, I'll help you." Itachi Tamaki squeezed Itachi Wen's hand reassuringly.
He sighed silently to himself, "I'll help you, but I hope that after this is over, you can let yourself go."
Itachi smiled contentedly after receiving an affirmative answer.
Inside the docile tent.
Xunwu excitedly pounded the table, "Chieftain, we're really going to attack the Chaoxiong Tribe!"
The docile glared at the battle maniac with annoyance. He thought that the martial arts master should not have been born in their reindeer tribe, but should have been a beastman of the silver tiger tribe!
"Gather three hundred male orcs, let's do something big!"
Xunwu's voice suddenly rose, "Yes, Chieftain!"
The docile man couldn't bear to watch any longer and gave the martial arts man a few hard blows. "Do you want to shout louder? Louder?"
Are they afraid others won't know their tribe is going to launch a surprise attack?
Xunwu shrank his neck and scratched his head. Wasn't this their tribe's camp?
The clan leader is being far too cautious!
The next evening, the warriors from the Reindeer Tribe, the Weasel Tribe, and the Beast City all assembled.
At the forefront of the Weasel Tribe warriors stood two unfamiliar, elderly orcs. Their faces were serious, and they occasionally glanced at the Beast City's troops.
An elderly orc whispered to Itachi beside him, "Is that the lord of the City of Ten Thousand Beasts?"
Itachi nodded. "That's right, this attack was his idea."
Elder Itachi's aged face furrowed deeply. "Is he reliable? How come he looks so young?"
Itachi nodded solemnly, "The martial arts taming technique won't last long in his hands."
A dark glint flashed in Itachi's eyes. "Oh?"
How come he doesn't remember having such a person in the northern tribes?
The wolf, who was puzzled by him, was now bargaining with Lin Baiyan, "Why don't you and the sub-beastmen stay in the reindeer tribe for now?"
They sent 500 orcs this time, but theoretically only 400 should have been enough.
Lin Baiyan flatly rejected his suggestion, "No!"
If he stays in the reindeer tribe now, what's the point of him coming out with Lang Cang? He'd be better off staying in the City of Ten Thousand Beasts to guard the city!
Lang Cang had no choice but to reluctantly agree. He knew that his partner was never a weakling who couldn't even kill a chicken, but he still subconsciously worried.
At this moment, the five tribes reached their first alliance.
Outside a temporary campsite, inside a tent, the leaders of each tribe sat in turn, with an open map spread out in the center.
Lang Cang pointed to a place on the map, "According to my men who came to Baotou, this should be the main camp of the Chaoxiong tribe."
"This is one of their hunting grounds, where about two hundred orcs are stationed."
"And we are here."
Wolf Cang looked up at the crowd, his expression calm. "My plan is to eliminate these two hundred orcs first, and then leave a few alive to guide us!"
The scouts he had previously sent out had only managed to find out the general area of the Chaoxiong tribe; they didn't know the exact location, so they needed someone to guide them.
Itachi looked at the thing called a map and frowned. "Is your information reliable?"
Lang Cang glanced at him indifferently, "We trust you. Whether you believe it or not is your business."
"You can also find someone to investigate yourself."
Itachi choked and fell silent.
No wonder Wolf Cang is so harsh; Itachi truly lives up to his name, being a stubborn and meticulous sub-beastman.
Not only did he express doubts about Lang Cang on their first meeting, but he could tolerate it since Lang Cang was still young. However, he also put on airs with the people of Ten Thousand Beasts City, acting like an elder, which was quite disgusting.
Lin Baiyan didn't let him off the hook either, "Oh, forgive my bluntness, but it seems you don't have any orcs skilled in reconnaissance."
He was also fed up with this pretentious orc, who was like a troublemaker. He didn't want the orc to ruin the whole trip after the team set off!
Itachi choked again and simply turned his head to the side.
Itachi, standing beside him, smiled apologetically at everyone, then roughly dragged Itachi out.
"What exactly do you want?" In a deserted corner, Itachi Tamaki looked at Itachi Makoto, who had a stern face, with a pained expression.
Itachi said stiffly, "Why don't you ask them what they want to do instead of what I want to do?"
"Didn't we already agree on this? Itachi has waited for so many years, can't you consider his feelings just this once?" Itachi Tamaki looked at him helplessly.
Upon hearing Itachi's name, Itachi's body stiffened and he fell silent, his already wrinkled face appearing even older. "I knew it, Itachi still resents me."
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