Becoming a wet nurse is not the end of the story.

In fact, both Oskel and Lin Xueyin knew that it wasn't just these two armies, but also the orc rebels led by Cthulhu. This was a three-race alliance attacking the orcs.

One wrong step, and there's only one outcome: utter annihilation by the enemy. He let out a heavy sigh. Was humanity now the only hope?

Lin Xueyin understood that the situation of the beastmen had reached its most critical moment, and they must not be allowed to suffer any more great losses. In order to complete the alliance as soon as possible, Lin Xueyin took it upon herself to sign the alliance between the two parties.

"Your Majesty, I know the situation is extremely dangerous. I will return to the human race as soon as possible and will persuade His Majesty Edward to send troops to reinforce the orcs at the fastest speed."

"Okay, then I'll leave it to you."

Knowing that time was of the essence, Lin Xueyin did not waste any more time and turned to leave the Beast Clan's main hall. At this moment, the Beast King no longer had the confidence he had before. He frowned slightly. Humans, those cunning humans, could they really be trusted?

“Father, I think we shouldn’t put all our eggs in one basket.”

"Oh? Nadakors? Do you have any better suggestions?"

Upon hearing that his son seemed to have no trust in the human race, a glint of light flashed in Oskell's eyes, but it disappeared in an instant, unnoticed by the others.

“Father, I think we should seek help from the demons, or rather, we can make an alliance with them.”

The audacious plan to ally with the demons shocked the surrounding nobles, who even harbored a slight hostility towards the prince. Previously, it was the demons who had stirred up trouble among the beastmen.

Assassinating the Beast King, splitting the Beast Clan, and seducing several of his allies into betraying him—at this point, you say you want to ally with the Demon Clan? That would be making the Beast Clan their vassals.

"No, I disagree. I absolutely disagree with forming an alliance with the demons. They've already reached out to us. How could they possibly form an alliance with us so easily? We absolutely disagree, absolutely disagree."

Before the Beast King could speak, the civil officials had already voiced their opinions. As for the military officers, they stared at Nadakors with hatred in their eyes, as if they would tear him to pieces if he said another word.

“I know you find my opinion humiliating, but let’s look at the current situation. What if the humans don’t support us, or what if they take advantage of our situation and send troops to attack the beastmen? If we lose Black Fox Pass, we’ll be completely defenseless against the humans. What will we do then?”

"What if the human race really sends reinforcements? Then we'll really be dealing with a tiger for its skin. Those demons are vicious wolves that eat people without spitting out the bones. Once we're targeted, it'll be difficult to get back down."

A seasoned civil official calmly analyzed the current situation: two races fighting one race, seemingly dangerous, but not invincible. As long as the demon race can stand by and watch, the beast race will not be afraid of the opponent.

As for those rebels, they were nothing but a rabble. Once they lost a battle, they would completely lose their morale. Moreover, being rebels themselves, what morale could they possibly have?

Nadakors stared intently at the civil official before him, about to continue explaining his point of view, when he heard his brother speak up.

“I agree with my second brother’s opinion. It’s not that I don’t trust Pastor Lin, it’s that I don’t trust the human race. Faced with such great benefits, they chose to help us, but they couldn’t gain any benefits, so they still chose to help us and share our beast race together.”

A faint, cold light flickered in his single eye. A chilling smile unconsciously played at the corners of his lips.

"If it were you, what would you choose? And don't forget, we have broken the alliance before. How can the human race possibly help us without any resentment?"

With just one sentence, the officials were silenced. The seeds sown then would now bear fruit, whether bitter or poisonous, they would have to bear it themselves.

"Very well, Your Majesty, I am willing to go to the Demon Realm to fight for the interests of our Beast Clan."

A man dressed as a civil official of the beast race turned and walked out from behind the crowd. Beneath his unremarkable appearance were a pair of eyes that occasionally flashed with a sharp light.

"So it's Mocalles. Since you've taken the initiative, then make your preparations. We'll head to the Demon Realm today to convey our goodwill to the Demon King."

"Don't worry, Beast King, I will definitely live up to my mission and form an alliance with the Demon Clan."

Although he knew that what Mocalles said was just a pipe dream, Oscreer still affirmed the young man's courage.

Volume 7 The Collapsed Alliance: Chapter 45 The Scorched Earth (Two chapters published together)

The Northern Beastman Alliance, a place that had never seen a large-scale war before, is now stained red with the flames of war. Barbarians, vampires, and the rebel forces of the beastmen have joined forces and are attacking the beastmen's territory from three directions.

King Korijord gazed at the imposing pass before him, guarded by the renowned orc general Blade Wickori, who had previously defended Black Fox Pass. Under his command, the barbarian warriors had been unable to achieve their objective for several days.

"My lord, the soldiers at the front have been driven back again, and we have few siege weapons left. We... ah..."

"Hmph, anyone who dares to disrupt the morale of the army will be executed..."

Seeing the scout smashed into a pulp by a spiked club, the surrounding barbarian generals were already used to it. The barbarian king's unpredictable temper was deeply ingrained in their minds.

"Attack! Warriors in front, advance! Supervisors behind, anyone who dares to resist this sword will be killed without mercy!"

With a heavy thrust of his greatsword into the ground, Korizod coldly surveyed the tense battle ahead, tightening his grip on his spiked club, a glint of fighting spirit flashing in his eyes.

"Your Majesty... what are you doing?"

"Hmph, can't you see? I'm a soldier in this siege now! All troops, charge! Today, we must take Fengkou Pass..."

Seeing the barbarian king personally lead the charge on the battlefield, the barbarian warriors were as if they had taken a stimulant, their fighting spirit soaring instantly. Their spirits, which had been somewhat exhausted from the many days of battle, were now as if they had taken a stimulant.

"Kill...kill...kill..."

The enemy troops below the city were like they had been injected with chicken blood, their morale soaring once again. This made the famous beastman general feel a chill. He knew the situation inside the city better than anyone else. The intense fighting over the past few days had already caused heavy casualties among the soldiers inside the pass. If the enemy launched such a fierce attack again, it would be a fatal blow to the defenders inside the pass.

"Soldiers, we are the descendants of the great Beast God, the glorious Beastmen. The enemy wants to strip us of our glory and destroy our homeland by force. In order to protect our country and uphold the glory of our Beastmen, who is willing to fight alongside me and perish with this city?"

"Kill the enemy, kill the enemy... kill the enemy... roar..."

On the city walls, the orc soldiers also unleashed a fierce fighting spirit. Arrows rained down like locusts, while boiling oil, rolling logs, stones, and spear tips rained down on the enemy, turning those who were climbing into lifeless corpses.

A strong gust of wind swept through the orcs' gun formation and quickly climbed to the top of the city wall. As one barbarian warrior reached the top, several more places were breached by the barbarians, who then occupied a place on the wall.

"Warriors, follow me and kill them! Drive these filthy barbarians back to the city walls!"

Blade Wicoli, wielding a longsword, cleaved a barbarian warrior in two. With blood splattering, he relentlessly charged towards the barbarian warriors who had already secured a place on the city wall.

"Hmph, I'll see just how capable you are."

The clang of weapons rang out, sparks flew, and a massive spiked club clashed with a thick-backed longsword. Blade Wickory, staring at his enemy, couldn't help but gasp.

"The Barbarian King... of the Coreyrdom."

"That's right, it's me. Now that you know I'm here, why don't you surrender obediently? If you surrender to us, I can guarantee your safety. Moreover, once you're with our barbarian tribe, I can even make you a general."

"I never expected the Barbarian King to secretly follow the soldiers to attack the city. It seems you are determined to conquer my beastmen. It's a pity, a pity, that our beastmen's sages are all in the royal tent and have not come here, otherwise we would have made sure you never returned."

"Haha, hahahahaha... I never thought your joke was so ridiculous. Back when I was in your beastman king's tent, I walked out in front of those laughable saints. You actually thought they could kill me? That's truly laughable, utterly laughable."

With a wave of his hand, he slammed a beastman warrior who was trying to ambush him down to the ground. The beastman crashed to the ground with a whoosh and convulsed, clearly beyond saving. Blade Viktor glared angrily at the barbarian king before him.

"Damn bastard, do you have no pride as a Saint-level being? Are all barbarians as shameless as you?"

"Shameless villain? Believe it or not, books will write it like this in the future: The great barbarian king Korijord led his warriors to conquer the mighty pass from an orc army several times their size."

"you...."

"Think it over carefully. I'm only saying all this because I think you have some potential. Look around you. How many of your orc warriors can continue to hold out?"

Barbarian warriors continued to climb the city walls, their towering figures awe-inspiring in themselves. Although the orc warriors fought bravely, days of attacks had exhausted them both physically and mentally, and ultimately, their space for maneuver was constantly being compressed.

"Haha, is it hopeless? But we have held out for several days and given His Majesty enough time to make arrangements. It is enough that we have held on until now."

Blade Viktor laughed loudly, but a thin, glistening thread slowly dripped from the corner of his eye. Listening to the gradually calming shouts of battle around him, he already knew that Fengkou Pass had been captured by the enemy.

"Well, this is your last chance. Look at your guards and soldiers. Even if you don't think about yourself, you should think about them."

With victory assured and confidence in his position, Korijod coldly stared at the renowned orc general before him. If he could gain his assistance, he could save a considerable amount of time and manpower in future battles against the orcs.

"Opportunity? Hahaha, soldiers! They say this is an opportunity for us. Do you need this kind of opportunity? An opportunity to lose honor, to discard dignity, and to kneel and beg for survival?"

"kill....."

A single word was enough to answer, and it instantly darkened the barbarian king's face: "Since you..."

Before he could finish speaking, Blade Wickory shouted, "A brave man pledges himself to his country and will never return!"

"A brave man pledges himself to his country, vowing never to return..."

"A brave man pledges himself to his country, vowing never to return..."

On his young face was the most resolute expression, and the weapon he gripped tightly was dripping with the blood of his enemies.

"Barbarian King, if you want to take Fengkou Pass, then you'll have to step over us first... Hahaha."

Blade Wickory shouted, "All soldiers defending the city must fight bravely against the enemy. Once the battle begins, it will be a fight to the death."

"Fight to the death, fight to the death..."

The earth was scorching, the city walls were shaking, and the majestic setting sun dyed the entire land red. Corpses lay everywhere, and blood flowed like rivers. One second a living being was the next a cold, lifeless corpse.

The battle was over, but the barbarian side felt no joy in the aftermath. After several days of fighting, all they gained was a half-destroyed pass.

King Korijord looked at the imposing figure still standing atop the city wall and ordered his warriors to be careful not to touch this revered opponent.

This allowed him to remain atop the city walls, continuing to watch over the land he protected. His surroundings were now filled with the remains of fallen orc warriors.

Thinking of the orc warriors who were still fighting back bravely, Korijord began to doubt for the first time whether he had made a mistake, whether his move to conspire with the vampires and join forces with the demons to destroy the orcs and become the leader of the alliance was the right thing to do.

However, the path has already been chosen at this moment, and even if one regrets it, what can be done? There's no going back now.

As for the human race, Lin Xueyin rushed towards the capital without stopping. She had to be fast, very fast, otherwise, if the beast race were to be defeated, the human race would truly become a rootless duckweed.

On the way back, Lin Xueyin had already sorted out everything from beginning to end. From the moment she came into contact with the demons, the Azure Dream and Emerald Dream of the elves were infiltrated, causing the elves to suffer a great loss of strength.

Next came the dwarves and the winged race, whose strength was weakened by the demons in different ways, forcing them to retreat and defend themselves. And now, they have set their sights on the beastmen.

The Northern Alliance itself split and began a civil war. Needless to say, the three major races—vampires, orcs, and barbarians—will all be weakened to varying degrees.

So, having gone this far, will the demons stop and cease all action? The answer is simple: absolutely not. At that point, only one outcome will remain for the demons.

That is the human race. Due to their own reasons, the human race's civil war did not cause the empire too many losses. So, under such circumstances, how could the demon race possibly let it go? It is likely that the human race will face the main force of the demon race.

The distressed Lin Xueyin couldn't help but wonder if, had the civil war between the human race had lasted longer, it might have allowed the human race to avoid the subsequent disaster.

However, he quickly dismissed the thought. The demons' goal was simple: to become the hegemon of the continent. After weakening the various forces, they would begin to invade again, and then the world would be plunged into chaos.

He let out a long sigh. It seemed that he, a thorn in the side of the demon race, was truly doomed. However, even if the world really ended, he would still fight hard. He refused to believe that he had transmigrated here just to give those demons more experience.

Thinking of this, Lin Xueyin's eyes blazed with intense fighting spirit. Demon King, I wonder if your overwhelming demonic flames are stronger or my eternal holy light is more powerful.

"Xueyin, the capital city is just ahead. Let's hurry in."

Because they were in a hurry, Lin Xueyin quickly shook off the human guards and rode with Ailiya through the narrow paths, heading straight for the capital, without even entering any of the cities along the way.

"I am a viscount, and I have important business to attend to. Please make way for me..."

In front of the wide city gate, Lin Xueyin took out her viscount token from her waist, raised it high, and charged into the capital city at full speed.

Knowing Lin Xueyin's urgency, Ailiya rushed into the city with her. Along the way, Lin Xueyin shouted, forcing the people around her to move aside and eventually clearing a path for her.

Meanwhile, inside the imperial city, Edward and the others also learned of Lin Xueyin's return. Several nobles exchanged furtive glances, as if exchanging information, before nodding with knowing smiles.

"Viscount Lin has arrived at the capital and hopes to have an audience with His Majesty."

"Oh? Pastor Lin is back so soon. Please invite her in."

Soon, Lin Xueyin followed the attendant into the council hall. Seeing that many nobles around her were scrutinizing her, Lin Xueyin couldn't help but frown.

"Your Majesty, I have successfully completed the healing of the Beast King. The Beast King, Oskel, wishes to form an alliance with us..."