Vientiane Throne of Civilization

Chapter 1945 The Changes in the Harsh Winter (Part Two)

The badger tribe, having suffered heavy losses, poses far less of a threat than the Great Zhou, which had previously routed them.

Not to mention that while wiping out the Badger Clan, they were not only able to seize more regional resources, but also obtain a large amount of food from the Badger Clan.

This is a win-win situation for both the werewolf and kobold tribes.

Of course, they also suffered casualties on their own side during this period.

But you need to understand that for orc tribes that need to survive the winter, appropriately eliminating some of the weaker ones is a good thing that can alleviate the internal food pressure.

Especially races like the werewolf tribe and the kobold tribe, which have very high fertility rates.

New members will be born by next summer. Even if they have suffered a major blow, as long as the race is not wiped out, they can fully recover their population size in two or three years, or at most five years.

The only consequence of this complete breakdown in relations with the Badger Clan is that their future allied forces will lose the Badger Clan as a vanguard.

The Badger Clan served as the vanguard. They were tough and thick-skinned, capable of fighting and withstanding considerable attacks.

If it were werewolves or kobolds, they wouldn't be as resilient.

If they are made the vanguard, they can only win by sheer numbers.

Now that Black Ridge has decided to take action, it's clear that they've already figured out the problem.

Based on Steel Teeth's previous reaction, the two sides had already fallen out.

The Badger is not only arrogant and domineering, but also notoriously vengeful. Even if he doesn't take action, there's a high probability that he won't be able to cooperate with him in the future.

So instead of getting hung up on this, it's better to just wipe out the opponent quickly.

Once they occupy the original badger tribe's territory, acquire more resources, and their tribe grows even stronger, they will naturally be able to seek cooperation with stronger orc tribes!

The law of the jungle, where the strong prey on the weak, is the way orcs survive!

Steel Teeth was still yelling wildly in the arena, trying to provoke Black Ridge out to fight him to the death.

He knew that the werewolf race had a mobile unit called wolf riders, and he would definitely be the focus of their attention. If he tried to break through and escape, the wolf riders would immediately chase after him.

I probably won't be able to escape this time, but I'll at least find a chance to kill that bastard Black Ridge to vent my anger!
However, what Steel Fang knew, Black Ridge certainly knew as well.

At this moment, Black Spine, hidden in the shadows, remained completely unmoved by Steel Fang's taunts.

He wasn't the kind of orc who would get angry and lose his temper easily after being provoked a few times.

He intends to wear down his opponent continuously until he is absolutely certain of success before making his move.

With this in mind, Black Ridge continued to observe the situation. Just when he estimated that the situation was about right and it was time to make a move, the kobold chieftain slowly walked out.

"Let me do it."

The kobold chieftain who emerged had dark eyes that gleamed eerily in the night, sending chills down one's spine.

Blackridge was not surprised by the kobold chieftain's initiative to request the battle.

Steel Teeth always looked down on him, and every time they bumped into each other, he would definitely make a few sarcastic remarks. Although the dog-headed chieftain always kept a low profile and didn't respond, it didn't mean he wasn't angry inside.

Now that he's seized the opportunity, it's perfectly normal for Black Ridge to want to kill the other person himself. "Of course, no problem, he's yours to handle."

The kobold chieftain didn't waste any words, simply nodded, and then picked up his cleaver and left.

Meanwhile, in the center of the battlefield, Steel Fang was covered in blood, surrounded by the corpses of kobolds and werewolves, and had long since gone berserk.

The kobold chieftain didn't rush forward; instead, he hid in the chaotic battlefield and quietly flanked the enemy.

Seizing the opportunity, he showed no mercy, activating the totem and swinging his cleaver at top speed to slash at Steel Fang's back.

In the face of death, Steel Fang clearly sensed something and, relying purely on his wild instincts, made a dodging maneuver.

But the kobold chieftain's strike was incredibly swift, and with a spray of blood, Steel Fang's shoulder was instantly torn open.

"You old dog, you think you can kill me? Where's that bastard Black Ridge? Tell him to come out here!!"

Although the kobold chieftain had drawn blood with his first move, Steeljaw clearly didn't consider him a match at this moment, and only wanted to kill Blackspine.

Despite Steel Fang's disdain, the kobold chieftain remained calm, simply watching his opponent quietly as he slowly circled around him with his cleaver in hand.

Clearly, they are looking for an opportunity to make a move.

During this time, the badger-men, werewolves, and kobolds around them all wisely stepped back, making room for them.

This isn't some unwritten rule, but simply a matter of protecting one's own life.

If these two start fighting, the ordinary orcs still in the area will inevitably be affected, and they might not even know how they died.

During this process, although Steel Fang shouted loudly, he did not relax in the slightest when facing the kobold chieftain.

With the totem already lit up, the kobold chieftain didn't waste any more time with his opponent. Seizing an opportunity, he unleashed his speed and slashed at them again.

Knowing there was no way to avoid it, Steel Tooth simply lit up its totem as well and began to fight.

Each orc's totem power is limited. In order to save his strength to kill Blackspine, Steelfang had not used his totem power until now, relying solely on his physical strength to fight against the kobolds and werewolves around him, until the kobold chieftain arrived.

Despite his usual disdain for the other party, Steel Fang knew in his heart that this old dog was not someone he could easily kill without using his totem power.

With the old dog already right in front of him, he couldn't care less about anything else; he'd kill whoever he could!

At this moment, both sides lit up their totems simultaneously, and the intensity of their battle increased dramatically.

In terms of individual physical attributes, the kobolds are no match for the badgers; this is the most fundamental difference in racial stats.

However, before the kobold chieftain entered the fray, Steel Fang had already been worn down by the surrounding werewolf and kobold soldiers. Even though the opponent had maintained his totem power, he couldn't maintain his physical strength.

Under this premise, Steel Teeth was also surprised to find that this old dog, who was usually quiet and submissive in the face of everything, was actually much stronger than he had expected.

This discovery caused Steel Teeth's last bit of arrogance to vanish in an instant.

This old dog is now like a heartless killer, every move swift and deadly, all aimed at taking his life!

As the intense battle continued, it was almost visibly clear that the kobold chieftain was gradually gaining the upper hand.

(End of this chapter)