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Single combat is the easiest way to seize clan power. In Arthas’s plan, the gnolls are just an expected race. He must conquer so foreign forces to serve him. If these forces are used, they may co in handy when Orgrim raids Lordaeron. Silence the nobles so that they don’t say that they are unworthy.
Of course, Arthas had no intention of whitewashing these gnolls. There was no need for that. He was simply a tool. The label of the maverick prince could not be escaped.
Ding! Arthas used the Shield of the Avenger to attack, causing Banya to stagger, and then rushed over quickly.
"You’re looking for death!"
Ban Ya was furious. After he finished retreating in a stiff position, he saw Alsace rushing towards him, so he picked up the machete in his hand and chopped him down hard!
Bang! The machete and the shield collided, a flash of dazzling golden light, and Ban Ya scread and took a few steps back. Arthas took the opportunity to use the long sword to pierce Ban Ya’s eye socket fiercely. The air was shrieking under the huge force, as if even the space would be shattered by the sword. The turbulent air wave almost crushed Ban Ya’s head, and the holy light burst blew it away fiercely.
A second is enough for a master to fight. Alsace cald down his inner excitent. Just now, he felt that his opponent had locked his head and there was no escape. If he had not blocked the opponent’s fatal swing with enough force, he might have lost his head!
Unlike the back and forth fights in the movies, what Alsace experienced were life-and-death battles rather than sparring. Unless he could not kill his opponent, he would target the weak points such as the head, eyes, and neck. A fatal move was always much more efficient than chopping and slashing.
"Hoo-hoo."
Arthas took a breath and looked up at the gnolls in front of him. "You have been conscripted to beco my private army. Follow my rules, and you will have food, and no one will hunt you. If you break my rules, I will hang you on a tree and let crows peck at your flesh and blood. You don’t want to try that feeling, break your hands and feet, sar honey all over your body and throw it into a pile of ants. Just imagine how it feels to have your whole body eaten, hehe!"
Arthas’ words made all the jackals shudder. They were not very intelligent, but their fear of death was unmatched. It was really too scary, and it made people shudder with despair and fear.
"For His Royal Highness the Prince!"
Geau the jackal knelt on the ground, acting pious, and he didn’t know why. But if he didn’t seize this opportunity, he might never be able to return to the position of chief in his lifeti. Is it shaful to rely on humans? Shaful! But if you rely on the prince among humans, it is not shaful, but glorious!
The other gnolls looked at each other, and under Geor’s roar, they slowly knelt down, kneeling down to a human.
The followers and Callia looked at Arthas in disbelief, from surprise to admiration. The prince they followed could speak the language of the gnolls? And he could conquer the gnolls? Although they didn’t know why His Royal Highness would take a fancy to these gnolls, they didn’t need to ask what His Royal Highness wanted to do, they just needed to know and do it.
"George, you are now the chief of the Grayfang Clan. You will manage the clan on my behalf."
Arthas said to the gnolls in front of him that he didn’t have ti to communicate deeply with these raw and blood-eating humanoid creatures. To control a race, you only need to capture so trusted people among them. Once the managent is under control, the rest will be fine. As for the gnolls below? They are masters who will do anything for you. As long as there is a bite of food, they will not hesitate to kill the demigods.
"Ding, the mission "Outlander Fanatic" is completed. Outlander Fanatic: The jackal Georg is very moved after hearing your suggestion. Use absolute strength and wisdom to make it surrender! Content: Help Georg beco the chief of the Gray Fang Clan. Mission reward: Georg is transford into a fanatic follower."
"Ding, Geor transforms into a fanatic follower."
As the system sound fell, a holy light fell on Geor. The originally thin wolf man beca taller, his fur radiated a golden light, and there were many strange rune lines on his body. Strengthened by the power of ignorance, Geor roared, and a holy light burst out, healing all the injured wolf n nearby! He continued to move towards Arthas, kneeling down, his head against the ground, his mouth against the soil, his paws on the ground, and saluted his master with an extrely humble attitude.
"George has t the master and thanks him for his kindness."
"Geo: Race: Gnoll. Loyalty: Fanatic worship (will not decrease). Status: Chief of the Grey Fang Clan. Strength: 300, Agility: 600, Wisdom: 450."
"You will manage the Grayfang Clan in my place. I will give you ti to annex other clans. Do not attack nearby farms. Just hunt in the forest."
Alsace gave an order, then looked at the cave, "Release all the prisoners."
"Yes, Master. Your command, my will."
Geor humbly responded that his strengthening was a blessing, which made him worship Alsace extrely. Isn’t this a manifestation of God?
Erisse’s eyes were still half asleep, but her hands were tightly clenched. She had a hunch that Alsace would definitely soar to the sky. There were too many unsolved mysteries about this man. At this mont, she even wanted to uncover the fog on the other side and get to know him better. What kind of man is this?
Arriving at the cave where the captives were held, Alsace encountered a female goblin, which surprised him. "Just a captive?"
"Yes, Master, the other captives were killed."
Georg still answered humbly.
"Hello, human over there, hey, I’m Omya Hotsand, nice to et you, my friend. Ti is money, my friend. As long as you rescue , I will pay you a gold coin, how about it! This is the gold coin of the Hotsand Group, with full gold content, and it is definitely not the low-quality gold coins of venture capital companies!"
A pretty female goblin with the typical green skin of a goblin was waving at Arthas in a wooden cage.
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