Chapter 2069: Chapter 690: Otherworldly Tigers! Charge Forward! (Part 3)

“Do you have more of this powerful weapon?”

“I wish I could tell you we have plenty of shells, to give you and your subordinates some courage, but the truth is, we’re out.”

Murphy sighed and said:

“Transylvania lacks everything, my engineers can’t get more materials to make these aerial bombs, this was the last stock sent to Shadow Valley earlier.”

“We have them!”

Lord Hether immediately responded:

“I can give you all the materials salvaged from Blackflame Mountain Pass! I can have the Shield Dwarfs deliver supplies, I only have one request, make these things! The more, the better! I want to use this Heavenly Fire to burn all the Split-claw Jackal-men to death!

Screw them!”

“That’s exactly what I wanted to hear.”

Murphy smiled.

He turned around and glanced at Position No. 6, which was emitting the foul stench of roasted meat. He saw the Retinue Army dispersing the utterly defeated Gnoll Servants, but the Ratmen who orchestrated the fall of Blackflame Mountain Pass were nowhere to be seen.

Those guys seemed unwilling to delve deep into the battlefield, perhaps their evil masters had issued some orders?

Murphy shook his head, stopped pondering, and spread his wings, rapidly heading toward the location where Maxim was positioned.

There…

There would be the final battle of Blackflame Mountain Pass.

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“The Grand Marshal! The Matriarch orders you to immediately take the clan elite back to the base camp.”

Huggesen, who had just escaped from the bombing, was organizing a new offensive, but a Jackalman messenger riding in on a Bipedal Dragon stopped its advance, bringing an order for it to retreat.

“Hmm?”

Huggesen frowned, staring at the messenger ahead.

Despite wearing the Clan Battle Helmet, making it hard for the messenger to see the Grand Marshal’s eyes, it still sensed a fear from deep within its heart and hurriedly explained:

“The Matriarch means to preserve the strength of our Pī zhǎo Clan. The current situation at Blackflame Mountain Pass has become so chaotic; capturing it is just a matter of time. Therefore, those clans dependent on us all covet a share of the credit.

They have requested battle from the Matriarch, and we can’t swallow all the bounty alone.

You should return to prepare for the next tough battle, leaving the remaining matters to those small clans, and we also found many supplies on the battlefield that need to be transported back to the base.

You know, we’ve always been plagued by a shortage of provisions.”

“Hmph.”

Huggesen seemed convinced by this reason.

But it was no fool.

It sat on its Throne Wolf with singed fur, gazing at the distant battlefield. It was certain that its sinister “foster mother” had definitely left some means behind the battlefield.

She didn’t want the elite of Split Claw to be harmed by those dangerous things and took advantage of the situation to weaken the vassal clans, making them more loyal to the Pī zhǎo Clan.

Huggesen understood the reasoning, but…

Alas, with such major affairs at hand, how could one still be so wary of self-preservation?

The Grand Marshal shook his head, thinking no more.

He was an orphan picked up by Botana from the Land of Death; without his foster mother, he would have died as a cub. Over the years, though Botana had continuously subjected him to voodoo enhancements, the Claw Chief Mother truly raised him as her son.

She had countless times said she would hand the Pī zhǎo Clan over to him.

Most importantly, Huggesen knew Botana wasn’t deceiving him; she genuinely intended to do so!

Beneath her cold exterior, she was so mindlessly and fanatically devoted to the King of Bone Biting, intending to cultivate a second King of Bone Biting with her own hands.

The Jackalmen, though emotionally indifferent, weren’t cold-blooded creatures.

Huggesen didn’t resist the order and quickly withdrew his elite from the captured Position No. 6, leaving the follow-up offensive to the Jackalmen substitutes.

These guys genuinely believed that the defenders of Blackflame Mountain Pass had been crushed.

So, they launched a massive attack as soon as they arrived, smoothly capturing the abandoned Position No. 7, and finding many supplies and weapons left behind, further exciting the Jackalman Generals.

They didn’t stop at all, continuing to charge forward.

Then, they crashed headlong into the already rearmed Position No. 8. Major Ron had reorganized the artillery positions by this time, and with players launching a frenzied assault under the mechanized front line, the Jackalmen, reeling from the initial heavy bombardment, were engulfed in flames as the Transia People riding on mechanical monsters opened fire wildly.

They treated them like pigs being slaughtered.

The small clans are just that—small clans, incomparable to the organized might of Split Claw’s army, either in troop quality or organizational level. The first wave of attack was quickly repelled by the army comprised of players and the Retinue Army, but everyone knew that this long day was far from over.

The catastrophe of Blackflame Mountain Pass was nearing its end, and it would undoubtedly conclude with an explosive finale.