Chapter 27: Pursuit and Gathering

  After experiencing several blizzards, the starving beastmen finally welcomed the Beast God Festival. After the festival, Ptolemy reserved a portion of soldiers from the other three camps at the minimum requirement, and the rest were uniformly transferred to the Blood Refining Camp. After a tense transfer, there were 300 soldiers in the camp, which made the camp's defense force more substantial. The mouse people and the Bimon warriors began hunting together. Marlan also planned to lure the man-eating demons and then lead his team to ambush them, which was tacitly approved by Ptolemy. However, the man-eating demons seemed to have also detected the increase in camp soldiers and gradually disappeared without a trace.

  After a blizzard, many hungry predators began to emerge and hunt. A snow wolf jumped out of its den, looked around, and then leapt into the forest. Having not eaten for several days, it was starving and urgently needed food. Its pure white fur was its best camouflage, and it usually made some gains. However, since the blizzard had just passed, the accumulated snow on the ground was still very thick, and many prey had not yet emerged to move around. The snow wolf searched for half a day but found no prey.

  Suddenly, a rustling sound came from the bushes next to it. The snow wolf's ears perked up and it slowed down its pace, quietly approaching the source of the sound. As it drew closer, the rustling continued, and with a sudden leap, the snow wolf jumped into the bushes. A muffled thud was heard shortly after. A moment later, a tall, muscular two-headed ogre warrior emerged from the bushes, holding the snow wolf's head in its right hand. The snow wolf was motionless, seemingly dead.

  After looking around and finding nothing unusual, the cannibal warrior showed a hint of joy. This snow wolf was enough for him to hand over to the tribe, no one wanted to stay in this icy land for too long. Soon he carried the snow wolf's body, holding a large wooden stick, walking out of the forest. On a big tree tens of meters away from him, a black shadow was quietly staring at him.

  The snow on the undulating high mountains was still very thick, a goblin warrior carried a dead snow wolf and climbed up the mountain. At the waist of the mountain, he stopped in front of a huge stone, using a wooden stick to continuously strike the huge stone with rhythm, after dozens of strikes, the huge stone slowly moved aside, revealing a seam on the ground, the goblin warrior immediately drilled in, then the huge stone moved back to its original position, from a distance it seemed like there was only a huge stone here.

  In the distance, a small hilltop had a black shadow that took in everything, his face revealing an eerie smile. "So it's here," he muttered to himself before turning around and jumping directly off the mountain top. From over ten meters high, the black shadow jumped down, but when landing, didn't leave much of a mark on the snowy ground. Next, a giant wolf with snow-white fur appeared beside the black shadow, who leapt onto its back, and together they quickly disappeared into the mountains.

  Two months after the Beast God Festival, at the entrance of the Blood Refining Camp, all the Bi Mongs stood in three square formations. Liu Yu and his generation of young Bi Mongs stood slightly further back, surrounded by a large number of mouse people. Ptolemy, on the other hand, was dressed in a brown earth Bi Mong formal attire, with his hands behind his back, standing quietly at the center of the camp entrance, as if waiting for something.

  A neat and uniform trampling sound came from afar, attracting the attention of all the beastmen. Liu Yu also looked forward. Soon, a troop of soldiers wearing exquisite iron armor, holding long spears and hanging long swords at their waists, appeared in everyone's line of sight. The iron armor and weapons of this troop shone brightly under the sunlight, firmly capturing the gaze of the beastmen.

  At the forefront of this army, a figure clad in light golden armor, with a hand resting on the hilt of his long sword at his waist, Huang Jin Bimeng led the entire army forward step by step towards the camp. Liu Yu, standing at the entrance of the camp, gazed at this army with neat footsteps and exquisite equipment, feeling an overwhelming sense of power. The closer they got, the stronger the oppressive feeling became, which was even more intense than when a large number of Liedi beasts charged forward last time.

  Before long, the army arrived at the gate of the camp. The leader, Huang Jinbi, raised his hand and they immediately stopped in front of the big camp. Then this Huang Jinbi walked to the front of Ptolemy.

  "By order of His Majesty, General Louis Weilin leads the 2nd Battalion of the 10th Regiment, the 2nd and 3rd Brigades of the King's Guard, to support Lieutenant Tolomei in clearing out the man-eating demons. Please receive the order, Lieutenant." Huang Jinbim read aloud the king's command while pulling out a golden token from his chest.

  Not far away, Liu Yu saw clearly that it was a token with an image of Baimon holding a long sword. "Royal Mobilization Order" Liu Yu, who had been by King Kuro's side for a long time, recognized the origin of this token at a glance.

  "Your tenth commander, Tolomei, receives the order." With a respectful bow, Tolomei took the token from Huang Jin's hand.

  "Uncle, how did you come?" In Tollemi's wooden house, Liu Yu looked at the yellow gold Bimon who was drinking Tollemi fruit wine in front of him and asked curiously. The leader of the team, Huang Jin Bimon, was none other than Liu Yu's uncle, the commander of King Kelo's guard, and the father of Bernan, Louis Weilin.

  The Imperial Guard is a small but highly combat-effective army of the Beastman Kingdom, with only three regiments, or 300 men. The commander must have the strength of a Dou Huang, and under him are six Dou Wangs, all soldiers have a sixth-grade standard. This army has always been directly under the command of the Beastman King personally, responsible for the king's personal safety, and rarely participates in national affairs during peacetime.

  "I was also surprised, the second camp was about to depart, and I suddenly received an order from His Majesty to bring two trips to participate in the cleanup of the man-eating demons." Louis looked at Liu Yu's gentle answer.

  "What's the reason, old brother." Tolmai asked curiously on the side, after all, with an additional 200 powerful helpers, he still wanted to know the reason.

  "It's simple, the elder council suddenly asked Your Majesty to let those little ones under your command also participate in this cleaning action, saying that since the front line is stable, there will be no war with Fano'd within a year or two, and these little ones won't get any training even if they go to the front line, so take this opportunity to let them participate too."

  "What? These kids don't have what it takes. Let them participate and see if anything happens." Upon hearing this, Tolemey seemed to get very agitated.

  "Don't worry, brother, the Emperor's order is to select a portion of the strongest from among them to participate in this action, not all the students. The Emperor and the Elders have already made it clear that these selected young ones will be treated the same as those on the battlefield, whether they die or get injured, you won't bear any responsibility." After downing his cup of fruit wine in one gulp, Louis poured himself another cup without a care.

  "Besides, I'm not here, if with the two of us and so many guards and warriors protecting us, these kids still got hurt, it can only be said that the beast god wants to summon him, no one else is to blame." Seeing Ptolemy was still a bit agitated, Louis gave another reason to comfort him.

  "Alright then, let's just have male Bimon above level 4 participate, and forget about the female ones. This arrangement won't hold us back either." Tolemy had made up his mind after a moment of contemplation.

  "Hmm, and one more thing, from now on the Second Battalion will stay in the Desa Mountains to take charge of development here. Your people are all here, brother." Louis said with a somewhat joking tone as he looked at Ptolemy.

  "Oh, I've finally become a fake general." Ptolemy said with some self-mockery.

  "By the way, what about the strength of those cannibals? Have you found their trail? I brought a dozen or so hunting wolves to search for them." Louis also asked his own question.

  "No need, I've been searching for them for over a month and finally found them. That gang is on the western edge of the Desa Mountains. However, this cannibal tribe was formed by merging several other cannibal tribes in the Desa Mountains, so they still have some strength. We should be careful." Tolomy said with a pleased expression, seemingly delighted to have finally located the cannibals' hideout.

  "Very well, Your Majesty has given the order. This time everything is up to you, I'm just assisting." Louis poured himself another glass of fruit wine and drank it in one gulp, preparing to have another cup.

  "Brother, this wine didn't come easily to me, leave some for the way." Watching Louis' actions, Tolemey became anxious and took over the wine jug, putting it behind himself.

  "Haha, I've never had such good wine at Dehuofeng either. You'd better give it up, brother."

  Ten days later, a troop marched westward through the still-unmelted snow in the depths of the Dessa Mountains.