Anguriaux I slightly frowned and looked at Foxman Race's prime minister, Faulkner, who was standing motionless like a puppet. His gaze was like a knife that nearly pierced Faulkner's body.
Seeing that he couldn't avoid it, Faulkner sighed slowly, walked to the center of the hall, and said unhurriedly: "Your Majesty, I don't think we should send troops now."
The complexion of the leopardman general changed, and he barked: "Faulkner, you coward, what do you mean?
Don't tell me the 40,000 warriors of the beastman empire died in vain! "
The generals of the beastman empire also glared at Faulkner.
Although Faulkner was the prime minister of the beastman empire, but he wasn't strong. He only had a Knight rank cultivation base.
Therefore, in the beastman empire where the strong were respected, the military powerhouses looked down on Faulkner, the foxman prime minister.
Faulkner, the prime minister of the beastman empire, didn't have a high status and power like human prime ministers. Some powerful prime ministers could even control the court.
If it wasn't for the tradition of foxman prime ministers in the beastman empire and Anguriaux I's strong promotion, Faulkner wouldn't have been able to sit firmly in the position of prime minister.
Faulkner said faintly: "Our grain harvest this year is very poor.
Besides, the grain that should have been smuggled into our country has been purchased by the Miracle City built by the human Wizard Ian in the Red Earth Wasteland.
Coupled with Ahriman's loss, the Frozen Rock City has led to the burning of a large amount of grain.
Unless we use our strategic grain reserves or have the major tribes donate some grain, we don't have enough grain to carry out a war.
General Tiger, do you want our soldiers to go into the Red Earth Wasteland to fight the half blood beastmen with empty stomachs? "
Tiger couldn't help but be taken aback: "Is our grain so tight?!"
The Beastman Generals also fell silent.
They were all from tribes of the beastman empire, large and small.
This year's harvest wasn't good to begin with. If the tribes continued to contribute grain, it would undoubtedly force the old and weak of many tribes to death.
Faulkner said faintly: "Besides, the geographical location of the Red Earth Wasteland determines that it is a place that is easy to defend and difficult to attack.
Once we fail, it will be an extravagant hope to come back alive. "
The Beastman Generals also had unsightly expressions on their faces.
In the Red Earth Wasteland, there was a shortage of water, drought, little rain, and no food.
More than 99% of the 20,000-strong tribal coalition army defeated by Yang Feng died of thirst or starvation in the Red Earth Wasteland.
Even the surviving Orcs had gloomy and murderous expressions on their faces. No one dared to ask them how they managed to return alive.
Taiga asked with some annoyance: "Then the 40,000 warriors of our orc empire died in vain!"
Faulkner replied indifferently, "General Tiger, if you have a way to solve the two problems I've just raised, I'll be willing to help you.
In that case, I completely agree with your opinion. We should immediately dispatch troops to exterminate those half blood beastmen. "
Tiger snorted coldly and said coldly, "The matter of provisions is the business of you civil officials!
If we were the ones to solve everything, what would we need you civil officials for? "
The generals of the Beastman Empire shouted: "That's right, the problem of provisions is the problem of you civil officials, it should be solved by you."
The Orc Empire worshipped strength, and only the strong were respected.
Many generals looked down on those civil officials.
Unmoved, Faulkner said indifferently: "I'm sorry, but my ability is limited.
This is the only thing I can do.
If I don't apportion supplies like the major tribes, I really can't conjure up provisions. "
Taiga pestered endlessly: "I don't care. Since you're the prime minister, you have to come up with a solution.
Our 40,000 warriors can't die in vain! "
The generals of the Beastman Empire supported Taiga one after another.
The civil officials supported Faulkner one after another.
People on both sides quarreled in the reception hall.
In the Beastman Empire, the strong were respected, and the generals were the object of envy.
As for the civil officials, they were firmly suppressed by the generals.
Under Faulkner's leadership, the civil officials had a bit of a better life, so they naturally weren't willing to concede even a little bit.
A short werewolf minister walked to the center of the reception hall and proposed: "Your Majesty, how about we invite the empire's Sacred Warriors to take action?
As long as we invite a Sacred Warrior to kill the few leading half blood beastmen, such as Caesar.
The half blood beastmen force will naturally collapse on its own.
We can also take advantage of their chaos to take the opportunity to make a promise. After they disintegrate, we can annihilate these rebels in one fell swoop. "
Faulkner raised his eyebrows and remained silent.
Taiga's eyes flashed with joy, and he loudly praised: "Good!
If we invite the empire's Sacred Warriors to take action, they will definitely be able to kill those rebels! "
The other generals of the Beastman Empire also voiced their agreement.
Sacred Warriors were peerless experts of the Beastman Empire who had cultivated to the Legend rank.
Each Sacred Warrior was extremely powerful and had the terrifying strength to take the head of a general in the midst of an army of 10,000.
Anguriaux I glanced at Faulkner and slightly frowned. His gaze swept past Tiger and the other Beastman Generals before falling on a middle-aged man with a tall and sturdy figure, a pair of tiger ears, and a tiger's tail coiled around his waist. The middle-aged man emitted a dignified aura without being angry and was full of the aura of a king.
The middle-aged tigerman was the current patriarch of the tigermen, Kemetson.
He was also Anguriaux's strongest competitor in the past.
It wasn't easy for Anguriaux to suppress Kemetson and finally ascend to the throne.
Even so, Kemetson was the most powerful prince of the Beastman Empire.
Anguriaux I said indifferently: "In that case, Sir Sacred Warrior Thunder Claw, please make a trip to the Red Earth Wasteland and annihilate those bastards."
The court assembly passed the order without any objection.
After the court assembly, Anguriaux I summoned Faulkner to the imperial study.
Anguriaux I asked directly: "Faulkner, what are your concerns in the court assembly today?"
Faulkner replied respectfully: "Your Majesty, since Caesar was able to defeat His Highness Prince Lawrence and annihilate 40,000 elites of the Beastman Empire, he's definitely not a simple figure.
He was definitely not a simple character. The Martial Sage Lord Thunder Claw might not be able to kill this mysterious Caesar.
However, as General Taiga said, if the half blood beastmen are allowed to grow, they will definitely pose a huge threat to our race. "
Anguriaux I was silent for a while, then suddenly said in a low voice: "Can't half blood beastmen be our compatriots?"
Faulkner's complexion changed greatly. He hurriedly lowered his voice and said anxiously: "Your Majesty, you must not mention this in front of others.
Half blood beastman slaves are one of the cornerstones of the Beastman Empire.
Once you show a hint of intention, that person will never let go of this opportunity. "
The Beastman Empire was full of half blood beastman slaves.
Almost many families had half blood beastman slaves.
The entire beastman class enjoyed the benefits of half blood beastman slaves. Even though Anguriaux was the emperor of the Beastman Empire and had a lofty status, but once he touched this volcanic crater, he might be overturned and blown to pieces.
Anguriaux I was silent for a while, then nodded slightly. His eyes flickered with a bright light. There was no longer a trace of confusion, but a domineering expression: "I understand!
All existences that pose a threat to our race must be eradicated.
Since Caesar is very mysterious, then send Thunder Claw, Tyrannical Blade, and King Kong, the 3 Sacred Warriors to the Red Earth Wasteland.
With 3 Sacred Warriors joining forces, even if Caesar is also a Sacred Warrior, he will still die. "
Faulkner said with a gratified smile: "Your Majesty is wise!"
In the territory of the Beastman Empire, under a huge waterfall sat a burly man with a head full of blond hair, a pair of lion ears, and a lion tail wrapped around his waist.
Suddenly, the blond lionman opened his eyes in an instant. With a fierce roar, countless lightning bolts revolved around him, and he punched the waterfall.
Boom!
Surrounded by lightning bolts, the 100-meter-tall waterfall instantly flowed in reverse. Due to the formidable force, countless splashes of water rolled back and exposed the rock walls.
Five seconds later, the reverse flow of the waterfall finally came crashing down.
A wave of battle qi erupted from the golden-haired lionman's body, forming a battle qi barrier. When the countercurrent waterfall smashed against the battle qi barrier, it bounced off.
A lionman powerhouse quickly arrived in front of Thunder Claw, knelt on one knee, and said respectfully: "Sir Thunder Claw, His Majesty has ordered you to go to the Red Earth Wasteland with Sir Tyrannical Blade and Sir King Kong to kill the rebel Caesar and the upper echelon of the half blood beastmen."
Sacred Warriors were Legend rank powerhouses.
In many planes, Legend rank powerhouses were among the strongest powerhouses, and were practically unfettered.
However, it was different on the Feisuo Plane.
On the Feisuo Plane, apart from the aloof gods, even Legend rank powerhouses were basically under the control of powerful empires.
Of course, every powerful empire would enshrine Legend rank powerhouses and give them a special status.
Only at certain critical times would they be asked to take action.
However, there were also some Legend rank powerhouses who, for the sake of power and wealth, would become hired thugs of powerful forces.
After all, even Legend rank powerhouses might not be able to resist the temptation of power and wealth.
Thunder Claw was one of the Legend rank powerhouses enshrined in the Beastman Empire. He had a certain amount of freedom. Of course, his power naturally couldn't compare to that of the Legend rank powerhouses who fully surrendered to the Beastman Empire.
Thunder Claw frowned slightly and asked: "Caesar!
Who is he?
Why haven't I heard of him?
Is he a newly born human Legend rank powerhouse?
What's his profession? "
The guard promptly replied: "Sir Thunder Claw!
Caesar shouldn't be a Legend rank powerhouse.
According to survivors, he should be a half blood beastman knight between a Firmament Knight and a Star Knight.
However, he might also be a Wizard!
He used magic items on the battlefield. "