Unlike the laughter among the rat people, the gnolls who returned to the camp were in a very solemn mood.

The first thing they did when they returned to the camp was to dismantle the camp and retreat to the edge of the forest.

Because during the pursuit, these gnolls were surprised to find that the ratmen's artillery and rifles chased them all the way to their hometown.

Naturally, the frightened jackals hurriedly retreated with their belongings like crazy, leaving many supplies behind.

Samir finally recovered from the warpstone bullet attack, and it took him a lot of time to regroup his troops.

When the military meeting was convened again, there were only a few chiefs and warriors still sitting in their seats.

"One, two, three, four, five, five, our great union of twelve tribes now only has five chiefs left?"

Seeing the bleak scene in front of him, Samir sighed sadly.

"Alas! If that human kid hadn't been so vicious, the tribe wouldn't have been defeated so miserably!"

Samir regretted it so much that he had merged with God and was mentally unstable, but the jackals under his command were still unorganized and undisciplined.

How should I put it? Having soldiers in hand means being arrogant.

"It's all because of the evil plot of human beings!"

"I have seen that big guy with my own eyes. His figure alone makes people feel invincible."

A jackal warrior said angrily.

"Welcome, priest of the kingdom, your aiding tribes are all aware of it, and the tribes are happy to share the spoils with you.

"The spoils of war will be divided 30-70, 30-70 for you and 70-70 for me."

Samir said sadly that this hasty attack really damaged their vitality.

Seeing Samir like this, Birol said:

As soon as these words came out, the warriors who thought they were incompetent a second ago suddenly raised their heads.

Speaking of the eight scouts, Ward, who was sitting beside him, raised his eyebrows and remained silent.

But just when a group of jackals were discussing how to distribute the spoils, Birol broke in and asked:

"Then which tribe will be used to repay the fifty-eight warriors of my kingdom who died in battle?

Unexpected attrition?

The friendly forces came with bad intentions, Samir could only frown and replied.

"That's right! We also have God's Warriors! I heard that one of those things can kill a hundred ratmen!"

In addition, most of the warriors who saw the warriors of God being killed also died, this gimmick still boosted the morale of the jackals.

As soon as all the jackals heard about the warrior of God, they all became excited.

Otherwise, once a tribe leaves, the alliance will fall apart.

The chiefs soon responded in unison, "It's a loss, and if you can make up for it, it's a little bit."

"Do you know how many people our army lost in this battle?

A total of one hundred and sixty people! One hundred of them are warriors from various tribes, the backbone of the tribe!"

"What do you want?"

"Reasonable."

Now is the best time for us to defeat them! Everyone must keep fighting!"

"Forget it, I know I can't get anything from you."

Only by sincere cooperation can we get the rich spoils of the territory.

"Warriors, today's battle did not go well, but don't forget! We just rushed the attack in a hurry! The powerful warriors of God have not been dispatched yet!"

"Four-six, otherwise it would be difficult for me to do things."

Dump it to whom?

Of course there is only Iket.

In this battle, there were not many outstanding chiefs left who originally stood by him, and Manshi unfortunately died in the battle. Samir could only win over these remaining forces.

I really didn’t expect that if you lose the battle, you will get benefits. So what is there to be afraid of in the war?

The tribe was in such distress that all they could do was internal distribution.

The most annoying thing is that until now, he still can't blame these jackals.

Although I am lying to myself, it does have some benefits for morale.

Birol said suddenly, with clear and unquestionable words.

The chiefs and warriors under his command were silent. Naturally, they knew that although humans were vicious, in the final analysis, the attack was ruined because of some people's impulses.

"It's acceptable, but the kingdom is only allowed to give you one of the things that can make a thunderous sound, and there can be at most one craftsman. We will take over the rest."

To be honest, Samir really didn't know when this group of friendly forces came forward and killed so many people.

Seemingly aware of the difficulties faced by Windsor, Birol did not insist on opening his mouth.

Since a large number of warriors in the tribe were injured, and there were only more than 200 warriors who could actually guarantee combat effectiveness, Samir had to accept this agreement.

Samir raised his head and asked bluntly, he could make concessions, but the two armies must reach an agreement, otherwise they would be defeated individually.

Everyone, do you have any comments?"

How could he remember that he only killed seven? How did the other one die?

"Yes! It's all because of human evil and shamelessness that the warriors have suffered humiliation!"

Even for some tribes, they may be able to grow stronger by merging their populations and assets.

But at this time, we can't criticize, we must put the blame on others.

And our eight scouts! But they all died under the sword of the Rat Man!"

But please forgive us for our limited strength now."

If it can be exchanged for the Royal Army to fight with all its strength, then it is worth it.

Samir could only respond to him.

However, all the Jackal tribes had little success, and Samir could not provide them with enough benefits.

But he could only try his best to deal with it.

"I know that the conditions of each tribe are very difficult now, so I decided to take charge and merge the severely injured tribe with other tribes and hand them over to the stronger tribes to take care of them.

"But the efforts of the warriors of the kingdom cannot be in vain."

"Now we just need to regroup. Under the leadership of the warriors of God, we will surely win!

Everyone, please remember that this group of rats is already so difficult to deal with. I can no longer imagine what will happen in the future.

"That's great! There aren't even five hundred of them in total!"

It would be fine if they were from one tribe, but if they got together, it would be chaos.

Although in the battle between the Iron Fist Tribe, the Warrior of God was severely beaten by Ict and a group of rat people, within the Gnolls, the Warrior of God was still blown up to the sky.

"No objection, Great Shaman Samir!"

Samir's words hit those tribes who wanted to withdraw from the alliance, but of course, if you want to stabilize the morale of the army, you can't do it without something practical.

Birol waved his hand. Samir, the shaman, was also an old warrior, and the two military systems were also different. He had no hope of sharing the assets within the tribe.

It doesn't matter if someone is dead. What matters is what benefits can be gained for the kingdom after the work is completed.

Samir continued:

Moreover, it seemed that the people of the Kingdom had not figured out the existence of the cannon, so Samir took advantage of a loophole when finalizing the specific agreement.

He no longer likes magic guns, and if he wants to use them, he has to make a big one.

A military meeting was held immediately. Facing the first line of defense set up by Iqt, the tribe also came up with a unique solution.

The coordinated attack of infantry and tanks based on the Warriors of God was thus arranged.
Chapter completed!