What kind of weakness does the red humanoid monster outside the Dragon Lock Pass have?

In addition, in this special era when civilization was already destroyed, how did the white people in the south obtain this distant technology and use it? You should know that this is not as simple as "one plus one equals two", and it is not as natural knowledge as normal.

Various memories kept flashing through Tianhao's mind: there was the land fighter mecha with moss and rust on the surface, the "old maid" who barely maintained by solar energy in the northern mountainous areas, and the "mob" who operated in more remote and remote areas, and needed a large number of food to be provided by tribes every year.

There are many secrets in this world. If the northern continent is like this, there is no reason to find nothing in the south of the continent. Although the civilization era has been destroyed, it has left too many traces. As long as you get a base with a state of not being very damaged, everything that the Lock Dragon Pass guards have now been explained.

Looking at the sun slowly sinking towards the horizon outside the window, Tianhao's face shrouded in golden yellow rose a layer of perseverance.

"Come!" His voice was clear and loud.

The eldest son, Yuniu, wearing a guard uniform, pushed open the door, walked quickly to Tianhao, and knelt down on one knee. Although his identity was special, Tianhao did not give extra care to his son because of this. It is not a problem to be young. Start from the grassroots level and start from small things. He will follow him to be a guard for several years, educate and learn.

"Notify Pingjun and send someone to contact the Tiger King and the Lion King immediately. Send someone to negotiate now and end the war as soon as possible." Tianhao's plain tone could not hear any emotional changes.

"Affect your orders." The prickniu stood up and bowed to Tianhao.

The door was open, and Tianhao smiled gently as he looked at the back of the eldest son who had quickly disappeared in the corridor outside.

He is my son.

The Tiger King and the Lion King should not refuse the request for a ceasefire. The northern barbarians have always attached importance to the ancestral teachings, especially the Dragon Lock Pass, currently in danger. Who would have thought that the white people in the south did not play according to common sense this time, and made a comeback after a few years, and sent such powerful biological weapons.

Neither the Tiger Clan nor the Lion Clan are their opponents. Putting aside the disadvantages of cold weapons against hot weapons, even if Hu Yongxian and Shi Zhenghao have amazing superb abilities in command, they cannot withstand the crushing effect brought by technological dimensionality reduction strikes. This huge difference even exceeds the lethality of heavy machine guns against barbarians holding sticks, far exceeding this era and beyond civilization itself.

We must assemble troops immediately and rush to the south as soon as possible.

I hope Hu Yong and Shi Zhenghao can hold on for a while before the Dragon Clan reinforcements arrive.

Even if I can't fundamentally solve the problem, at least I'm much more familiar with biological weapons than them.

An unprecedented sense of responsibility came like this.

Tianhao suddenly had an idea that he had never had before.

"Are I really chosen by the times to come to this world to save the tribe?"

...

Lion tribe territory, capital, Roaring City.

Shi Rui stared at the animal skin document that he had arrived more than ten minutes ago, and looked over and over again. Until he left every word on it in his mind, he handed it to the national master sitting opposite him with a dull and gloomy expression.

After reading the content of the secret letter at a glance, the latter's eyes suddenly widened and his eyelids kept twitching.

"The white-skinned dwarves are coming again? They also brought two terrifying monsters?" Wu Kuan kept gasping for air, his mind full of incredible complex scenes: "Only two people killed all the troops of more than five thousand people? This... it's simply incredible."

Shi Rui's face turned pale. He swallowed his throat hard, and heard a "gulp" sound from his body. Then he said gloomyly: "Hu Yong will not lie for the first time...at least he will not lie on such things. Not everyone is qualified to be the leader of the Dragon Lock Pass. He knows very well what he is doing, so you don't need to doubt whether the content of this letter is true."

In fact, Shi Rui himself doesn't like his current state either. He knows that as a king, he should give his subordinates confidence and encouragement, and show his majestic and sunny side as much as possible. However, the northern battlefield failed, the main force was defeated by the dragon clan, and the main general Shi Lie died in battle. Now the Eagle clan was also swallowed up by the dragon clan, and the tiger clan was beaten to a corner. He didn't know when he could recover his strength. The internal economic situation of the lion clan deteriorated one after another, and the token-based financial system is on the verge of collapse... In short, there has been no good news during this period, and Shi Rui's emotions are inevitably affected.

He really couldn't laugh.

"What should we do? We will fully support the Dragon Lock Pass?" Wu Kuan thought for a moment and asked carefully.

As a national teacher, he knew very well that there was nothing to discuss at this time, and he should immediately send the most elite troops to reinforce Loong Pass. However, now it is not as good as before, and the Lion King can only decide.

Shi Rui stared at the ground under his feet, and every texture on the brick was clearly seen. Just like the cracks that burned tortoise shells in ancient times, by identifying the structure, he could clear away the fog in front of him and see the truth predicted by the gods.

The lion clan is already in danger.

War is the best way to violently resolve the problem of separatism. Shi Rui originally planned to take advantage of the last white defeat to gather strength to launch a full-scale attack on other tribes. This will take about five to ten years to achieve the two major goals of expanding territory and increasing tribal population through small-scale battles and long-term infiltration on the border. As long as the operation method is correct and supplemented by the key factor of food, the lion tribe is fully confident of defeating the eagle tribe, further curbing the tiger tribe and the cattle tribe, and becoming the most powerful tribe in the north.

With the full rise of the Dragon Clan, everything fell into nothing.

“…Long! Tian! Hao!”

Shi Rui let out a fierce roar, almost chewing these three words into the middle of his teeth and tearing them apart.

"Why should I send troops?"

"Why?"

"The Dragon Clan is now our biggest enemy!"

"It was them who started the war first, and the Dragon Clan was the real culprit. If Long Tianhao had not swallowed the Pig Clan and the Deer Clan, the situation would not have become like this at all."

"The Lion God and his ancestors are watching us in heaven. The Lion Clan is the most powerful tribe!"

As a man, he should not cry, but Shi Rui had long forgotten what it felt like. He always thought he was strong. When he took over the patriarch's scepter from his father, Shi Rui vowed to lead his clan members to happiness. He had put in countless hardships and efforts to do so and gave up too much enjoyment. Few tribe kings worked so hard like him. Shi Rui felt that he had done well enough in many aspects of being a king. However, people were so popular that no one could have thought that a mere boy, an inconspicuous latecomer, would come to the forefront, and rush far into the overall situation, becoming a leader that he could not surpass.

Wu Kuan sat in the chair without saying a word.

It has been many years since he saw Shi Rui crying and beat his chest and stamping his feet.

The sob echoed in the vast and deep hall. Occasionally, guards leaned out from the gate and looked at this side. Wu Kuan moved his chair and tried his best to block the master's strength. The king could not cry, especially in front of the servants.

After a long time, Shi Rui gradually stopped crying. He sniffed hard, his old face was soaked in tears. He raised his head and looked at the sunshine that was coming from the gate directly in front of him, and the old Lion King felt the coldness of the cold winter again.

"Do you think...we still have hope?" His chest was filled with a heavy nasal sound.

"Yes! Of course there is!" Wu Kuang nodded with certainty. This was not only a comfort, but also a firm belief that had long formed a mark in the depths of his mind.

"... Then what should we do?" Shi Rui's body was hunched over and bent downwards greatly, and he could not see the temperament and majesty that the tribe king should have. At this moment, he was just an old man tortured by many hardships.

Roaring and venting consumed too much physical strength. Shi Rui wanted to sit upright, but he couldn't get up and had no strength.

The wizard cannot answer this question.

Plans always don't change quickly.

What else can you say?

Reprimand the Lion King for holding gold and silver like a wealthy mistress, unable to see the situation clearly, and refused to open the warehouse to give enough credit tokens through physical payment, so that the ethnic economy can return to normal?

The Eagle Clan no longer exists, so it is too late to say that.

He sighed a long time, and Wukuan closed his mouth lonely and sat there quietly without saying a word.

This is an unsolvable situation. He believes that the Lion King can find the answer by himself, and it doesn’t matter whether he says or not.

Just like this, the monarch and minister sitting quietly against each other is like a sculpture.

They are all waiting.

After a long time, Shi Rui slowly straightened up and leaned back. He blinked his sour eyes, closed his heavy eyelids, and made a slight hoarse sound with endless emptiness and relief.

“…Send troops!”

"Huh?" Wu Kuan's shoulders twitched with the words of the Lion King, as if he was awakened from his sleep, in a daze, unable to understand the meaning of this sentence.

"Send our most elite warrior to reinforce the Dragon Lock Pass." Shi Rui was extremely depressed, and hesitated. His muscles tightened. His face looked very painful. He was very hesitant: "Open the secret warehouse... try to use silver. If you can, keep gold if you can... Forget it, you will do the specific matter. No matter how much money you spend, you must send 30,000 soldiers to the south at this time tomorrow. It takes time to assemble the main force. I hope Hu Yong can hold on... Dragon Lock Lock Pass... You must never lose it!"

The expression on Wukuan's stiff face suddenly became very complicated. He felt that he must have heard it wrong: "Your Majesty...you...you really want to open the secret library?"

This question seemed like a shot of cardiotonic agent was directly injected into the Lion King's body, and he restored his previous majesty and firmness: "The white short man is our eternal enemy. What is a little gold and silver? As long as you guard the Dragon Lock Pass and keep them outside, nothing else matters."

"The Dragon Clan is also our enemy. Long Tianhao is my biggest opponent in my life. But no matter what, he is our person after all." Shi Rui took the word "we" seriously: "This is a conflict between tribes, and I believe Long Tianhao will understand this. If he dares to attack my territory while now... the gods cannot spare him, his ancestors will also bring disaster to him, and even the chaos will break out within the Dragon Clan."

Wukuan finally woke up, he stood up and said hurriedly: "I'd better write him a letter to explain the situation in detail."

Shi Rui nodded gloomyly: "Send the letter as soon as possible and send a double messenger. Tell him: I can temporarily put aside the disputes within the tribe. As long as everyone cooperates with each other and defeats foreign enemies, many issues can be left to discuss later."

Shock and excitement surged in Wukuan's body.

Shi Rui has not changed, he is still the wise and wise Lion King.

In front of foreign enemies, there is no distinction between tribes.

...

Lock Dragon Pass, South.

A smog of snowflakes floated last night. The time was short and the number was small, and it did not accumulate on the ground. It only made the already cold air more and more cold, making people miss the sun that had been cursed countless times in the hot summer.

Flamar stood on the wooden lookout platform at the Viking Kingdom Pioneer Camp and stared at the north with a monocular telescope for a long time.

No. 6!

The word spread like the wind throughout the Kingdom coalition.

On the first day of the battle, all the generals and nobles of various countries left their own formation and rushed to watch the battle at the closest position to the former array. That day, the Duke of Kalis of the Rhine Kingdom led the main attack, but the result was surprising. No one expected that two people... No, it should be two strange monsters who solved everything. They killed thousands of northern giants in a way beyond imagination.

It would be fine if it was just that.

They continued to reproduce by devouring the bodies of the giants who died in battle. Duke Flamar was a thoughtful person. He carefully calculated the dark red-skinned monsters that were still wandering on the battlefield, and their number was basically consistent with the giants who died in battle.

If they were civilians who had no knowledge and had not received education, they would definitely be shocked by this scene, kneeled down on the spot, and kept reciting the name of the Holy Lord to prove their piety and their awe of the power of God.

Duke Flamar found Bishop Somsen on the night after the battle. He grasped the time accurately and placed manpower in the camp, without colliding with Duke Kalis. Some words could only be discussed separately by two people, and no third party could be present.

The information Flamar got from Bishop Somsen was similar to that of Calis. The conversation went on until late at night. The difference was that Flamar made some requests.

The Holy See must provide the Viking Kingdom with all information about No. 6, especially the "fertility" method. The reason for using the word "fertility" is because Flamar's thinking logic does not regard No. 6 as a non-human creation, nor does it have the concept of "cultivation" or "cultivation".
Chapter completed!