Chapter Thirty-Four: Ainiel, The Wild Wolf

  Just got back from class, excuse me. Second update today. Also, I just checked my bookmarks. At this rate, I'll have to double update every day in the future, 555, cough, this is a good thing.

  Soul transmigration is a very magical thing. For the hometown of those souls, everything is extremely normal. People die and die thoroughly. And the soul of the deceased also follows its own trajectory in its own world, welcoming its fate after death. But the magical place lies in that these souls are mapped to another body on another plane without knowing their original body, very coincidentally - those bodies have already passed away or have not yet taken shape. They think they've come back to life again. Of course, in a certain sense, they really did come back to life.

  Not bad, it's "them".

  As Hu Huaqiang stood in front of the muzzle of the black hole gun, he recalled his magnificent life.

  He was accused of murder and held responsible for eight brutal dismemberment cases. However, Hu Huaqiang knew that it was just a few small things he had deliberately left unhandled, originally meant to intimidate people. Never mind, these insignificant little things were enough to get him shot.

  Forty people. He sighed, still not enough killings.

  He enjoys killing, whoever it is. When he wants to see the fountain full of life again, he goes to kill. Every time blood splashes in front of his eyes, he has a strong sense of pleasure that surpasses human instinct and even exceeds drugs. Since he accidentally killed his own father at the age of 14, he became addicted to this feeling.

  Hu Huaqiang was very intelligent, so he could study anatomy on his own. Later, he became the leader of a gang and made a name for himself in the local area. Those who opposed him or displeased him were all killed by his hands. When these poor people took their last breaths, they could see their own clean skeletons and taste their own smelly internal organs.

  For a time, Hu Hua's power and influence were overwhelming.

  What a pity. He listened to the sound of the gun bolt being pulled, and closed his eyes in thought.

  Bang.

  Hu Huaqiang is dead.

  In another dimension, a world of endless war, Ainiel Wolf was born.

  His experience of fighting in his past life, combined with his diligent practice in this life, made Aini a powerful warrior and a mysterious drifter. He earned respect through his bravery and awe through his knowledge.

  Whether it is common knowledge or anatomical knowledge.

  Sixteen years later, Aini Ger stood under the city of Tabriz. He gradually liked this identity and also liked this world. He was no longer a gang leader, but the heir to the Wolf Mercenary Group. However, he did not want to be the leader of a mercenary group, even if it was very powerful. He had more grand ambitions.

  It all started from this humble city. Aynig narrowed his eyes and gazed at the city of Tabriz.

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  In Tabriz city, joyful and busy.

  Almost everyone was cheering for the victory. They sang praises of the earl's wisdom and ridiculed the enemy's cowardice. However, the war had not yet ended, and soldiers were still guarding the city walls, with arrows being transported to the top of the city. Unlike before, everyone's footsteps were much lighter, and their laughter also came from the heart.

  Unlike the soldiers' joy, Earl Duras and his eight knights each had their own thoughts.

  "The Wolf Mercenary Corps is our greatest threat at the moment." said Eisatis, one of the generals who had previously fought against the Wolves. "Although their crossbow arrows are not as fast as our bows and arrows, they seem to have some sort of rhythm in the chaos, making the arrow rain continuous. Their equipment is extremely sophisticated, even if ordinary soldiers hit them with a shot to the body, it cannot cause fatal damage. From their performance when retreating, this team has terrifying discipline, having received very professional long-term training. If they were the ones attacking the city gate today, I think everyone might already be someone else's prisoner."

  Is there order in chaos? Joanie listened on the side, and the three words "two-shot" flashed in her mind.

  "Are you praising the enemy?" David shouted excitedly, "Do you want to destroy our morale? I saw it at the city gate today, the enemy is just a group of insignificant cowards, next time they dare to come, I will make them never return!"

  "Heh heh." Odala smiled warmly, "That noble Tanchesis knight, how many enemies did you kill back then?"

  "This... nothing." David's momentum suddenly weakened.

  "Then you must have been directing our brave soldiers to kill the enemy from behind?" Odara asked with a smile.

  "This, this is Rourou's command..." At that time, everyone was watching, and David didn't dare to take credit.

  "Oh, I see. Have you seen the Wild Wolf Mercenary Group?"

  "There is no..."

  "What are you doing here, shouting slogans?" Odara's face fell. "No one needs your rallying cries, especially not when you're shrieking them like a madwoman at another knight who's facing his enemy head-on!"

  Aisatis smiled at Odara's chin first.

  "You son of a bitch..." David's face turned bright red.

  "What did you want to say? Tanchesis Knight? It's really strange, your father is a brave warrior respected by everyone." The implication being that the Tanchesis family is like a tiger father and a dog son.

  "Enough!" Earl Delras slammed his hand on the table. "What time is it now? You still have the mind to quarrel? Save some energy and think about how to deal with the enemy!"

  "Your Excellency, if we can't effectively suppress the wolf's crossbowmen, I won't be able to exert my strength." Nikolai said with his head down.

  "Forgive me, Your Eminence, Earl, my archers are well-trained, but their numbers are insufficient to suppress the soldiers of the Wolf Mercenary Corps." Eusatius said with a hint of apology.

  "Never mind, never mind, it's not your fault." The earl frowned and waved his hand.

  The meeting fell into silence.

  Everyone looked down and thought, Joanie plucked up the courage to say: "Count, I have an idea."

  David saw Johnny open his mouth, and suddenly became excited - more excited than before: "You a follower..." Then Viscount was stared at by an eye, and could only hum heavily towards Johnny.

  "What's your idea?" said the Earl to Johnny.

  Joni's idea was simple, to use a wooden roller. However, at this time there were only wooden rollers and Tabriz did not produce stone materials. He remembered that a long time ago when he played games, there was such a method. Originally thought it was common sense, but unexpectedly the city of Tabriz didn't have this concept at all. Suddenly he had a sense of superiority as a traverser.

  "No, the city wall is not spacious enough, how can soldiers stand on it with such a large log? Not to mention how you transport it up there, but even if you do, how are you going to throw it down afterwards? Are you going to have the soldiers lift the log together under the rain of arrows from the barbarians?" Eisatis shook his head.

  "What if we cut the wood into small pieces..." Johnny argued.

  "That won't do, the problem of how to place them still exists, and the problem of transportation has not been solved. The most critical thing is that no matter what, soldiers who stand up to throw wood will be threatened by crossbow arrows. I've fought against Wild Wolf before, they're very accurate." Isatis continued shaking his head.

  Jiang Ziya was disheartened, then sighed and came up with another plan: "What about setting up a big pot on the city gate tower, boiling hot water and oil inside, and pouring it down? This doesn't require the soldiers to stand up completely."

  Isatis's eyes lit up, just about to speak, David spoke again: "Such a vicious and cruel method? No! This is against honor, I disagree!"

  Cruel? Brutal? Joanie stared dead at Davie's eyes, remembering her parents' tragic death, and her face gradually twisted: "Is that so? When that bastard Raisis hired wolves to slaughter our civilians, who accused them of being brutal? Are the lives of civilians cheaper than your dogshit honor?"

  Davydd ap Tanchrys was taken aback by Joni's words, and his anger flared: "How dare you speak to me like that? How dare you speak to a knight like that? How dare you say such things? Honor is certainly more important than the lives of those wretched commoners, you..."

  "Enough! Knights of Tancred!" Seeing Johnny and O'Dara's expressions growing increasingly unsightly, Earl Dallars intervened, "The most important thing now is how to deal with the enemy. Even the radiant Sun God is thunderous when dealing with evil. Don't consider whether it's cruel, our enemies won't be so merciful!"

  This is a sensible person! Johnny glared at David, thinking indignantly in his heart.

  This arrogant noble!

  "Aisatis said: 'Earl, I think this method is good, let's try it. If Count Lycoris dares to attack the city again, I believe he will pay a more terrible price!'"

  "Alright, you go prepare." Earl Delras nodded and turned to Joanie, "Do you have anything else to add?"

  Jiang Yi thought for a moment and said, "If we can use pipes to divert the boiling water and hot oil from behind the city wall, the soldiers will be safer. And really, can't we use wood? Cutting it into smaller pieces would be better than using boiling water."

  "Alright," said Count Darius. "Prepare some wood. I'll give you thirty militiamen, and you're in charge of this affair."

  Joni smiled and bowed in gratitude.

  "If there's nothing else, let's disperse and get ready. The enemy may attack at any moment. Go!"

  Tabriz city is still busy.