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The second solution was not conceived by Sharlayan, but a suggestion provided by the barrage brainstorming.

The core idea of ​​this solution is that blocking is worse than sparse.

As a king in ancient times, after waking up from a long sleep that lasted... I don't know how many years, Yin Milong's first reaction should be, where is Lao Tzu's kingdom?

True, the dragonreaver vrykul still live in the lands of the Howling Fjord.

But unlike the time when Yin Miron took power in person, the dragon-plundering Vrykuls have long been split into countless small settlements, and they are quarreling with each other around Utgarde Castle.

There is an untrue legend among the dragon-plundering vrykul.

It roughly means that whoever wins Wubao wins the world.

Yin Milong said that this is not a legend, but a "will" left by Lao Tzu himself!

Tens of thousands of years ago, the curse of flesh and blood spread by the ancient gods spread all over the ancient Kalimdor continent.

A large number of titan creations were weakened by the curse of flesh and blood, and the original stone (steel) bodies softened into flesh.

The dragon-plundering vrykul ruled by Yinmiron also failed to escape the curse of flesh and blood.

If he just degenerates from a steel and rock body into a flesh and blood vrykul, Yin Milong can barely accept it.

What made him unbearable the most was that his people became weaker and weaker from generation to generation, and some of them even began to give birth to short and thin "deformed" offspring.

These deformed vrykul descendants are the ancestors of mankind.

It is the nature of intelligent creatures to throw blame, and it must not be me who gave birth to a deformed child, so who would it be?

You are the one! Yin Milong, who ruled the Dragon Clan! It must be your immoral rule that caused this disaster.

The people took the blame on himself, and Yin Milong was furious, but he couldn't argue with it. After all, it is the Vrykul tradition to blame the king.

His little brain worked hard, and he came up with a way to dump the blame just like the people.

It's not my fault, it's our creator, the Titan Guardians.

Starting today, you can no longer believe in Titans, you must believe in Lao Tzu.

After publishing the Nefereva Declaration, Yin Miron issued a strict order that once a deformed child is found in the clan, it must be executed immediately to prevent the blood curse from further polluting the blood of the Vrykul.

However, this is of no use.

The curse of flesh and blood does not stop due to personal will, and still affects the weakening ancient Vrykul from generation to generation.

In the end, Yin Milong couldn't bear the pressure, and decided to use rune spells to put the whole family into a long sleep, trying to avoid the influence of the curse of flesh and blood.

It's still the same sentence, but it's not an egg.

Even in deep sleep, the curse of flesh and blood is still taking effect little by little.

Yin Milong was not sure whether he would wake up again after falling into a deep sleep.

In order to preserve the clan's inheritance fire, he left a "will" before falling into a deep sleep.

Whoever captures and holds Utgarde Castle will become the new king of the dragon-raiding vrykul.

After tens of thousands of years, has anyone become king among the Vrykul who have not fallen asleep?

Of course there are, and there are many.

Just like the Rebellion of Hundred Kings that broke out among the Mogu, the various tribes fought endlessly, and the speed of changing hands of the throne was beyond imagination.

In the tens of thousands of years of the dragon-plundering Vrykul's history, there are very few kings who can sit on the throne for more than 10 years.

The long-term internal friction has caused the strength of a single Vrykul clan in the Howling Fjord region to be too weak to bear to look directly at.

If it weren't for the powerful external threat from Kul Tiras that prompted many clans to join forces to fight against the enemy, a mere Utgarde castle would have been captured by Daelin long ago.

Even so, the dragon-reaver vrykul were overwhelmed by the marines of Kul Tiras.

Most of this group of marines are veterans who participated in the Second Orc War. They have been tempered by fierce battles, and they are more brave and good at fighting than the Vrykul hiding in the Howling Fjord and beating each other with sticks.

The physical gap between the two sides still exists, but Kul Tiras can even out or even surpass this gap with its strict military formation and combat quality.

Army formation? What's that? We Vrykul have never heard of it, isn't it always "Ula" rushing forward in war?

Seeing that Kul Tiras was about to break through Utgarde Castle, the unbearable Vrykul finally decided to use the last big move.

Calling Dad... No, calling Grandpa.

The rune mages first awakened a group of sleeping ancient Vrykul in Utgarde Castle, and let these ancestors who were more reckless than the modern Vrykul rush out to attract Kul Tiras' attention.

While the two sides were fighting outside Utgarde Castle, more rune mages slipped quietly, heading towards Gjalerbron at full speed.

Before Daelin, who was reminded, led his army northward, the rune mages found Yin Miron's sleeping place, cast a spell to wake up the ancient Vrykul king, and expressed their willingness to accept his rule on the spot.

Tens of thousands of years have passed, and earth-shaking changes have taken place in Azeroth.

But in the Howling Fjord, which is an acre of land, time seems to have stood still.

Except for Kul Tiras, which has only recently invaded aggressively, the overall situation of this land is not much different from before Yin Miron fell asleep.

After learning about the current situation from his descendants who didn't know how many generations had passed, Yin Milong didn't care about the issue of the curse of flesh and blood, and the elite marines led by Dai Lin came to the door.

The ancient Vrykuls are different from the modern Vrykuls who have long been raised and abandoned. The dragon-plundering Vrykuls of Yin Miron's generation were all fought through blood and fire.

As soon as he took part in the battle, Dai Lin, who had rich combat experience, immediately realized that something was wrong.

These ancient vrykul were physically stronger than their modern brethren, and their will to fight was more valiant and tenacious.

Dai Lin, who originally wanted to defeat the enemy in one fell swoop, quickly calmed down. He set up his camp steadily, and tested the extreme combat power of the ancient Vrykul little by little.

Sarlayan and Valeera rushed over at this time, and from Sarlayan's mouth, Daelin finally knew the origins of these ancient Vrykul.

Looking at Yin Milong who was standing in the center of the crowd like stars holding the moon with complicated eyes, Dai Lin shook his head and smiled self-deprecatingly.

"I never thought that these barbaric Vrykul would be the ancestors of humans."

"Salayan, if this story wasn't told by you, I wouldn't believe it at all."

Sharlayan shrugged: "It's understandable. When I knew that the ancestors of the elves were trolls, my reaction was no better than yours."

Dai Lin: "...Huh?"

Valeera poked Sharlayan's waist with her elbow: "That's a long story, I'll explain it later when I have a chance."

"In short, the core idea of ​​the second plan is to take advantage of Yin Miron's eagerness to regain the kingship, and deliberately put him in Utgarde Castle."

Valeera calmly explained: "The dragon-plundering Vrykuls now have their own king, and Yin Miron, the ancient king, will not be so easy to come back to power."

"As the saying goes, if the name is not correct, the words will not go well. Just like the will left by him, he must hold Utgarde Castle in his hand to truly gain the approval of the people."

Dai Lin touched his chin thoughtfully: "I understand. This plan is to use Yin Miron's impatience to separate him from those ancient Vrykul who have not yet awakened in Gjalerbron."

Valeera nodded approvingly: "That's right~lightnovelpub.net~ As a fighter, Yin Milong's strength is indeed outstanding, but he is still just a mortal after all, and cannot determine the overall victory or defeat."

"Without the ancient vrykul who still support him, it is still unknown whether Yin Miron can **** the throne from the current king of the dragon-plundering vrykul."

Dai Lin asked hesitantly, "Will he really be fooled?"

"Will do."

Sharlayan said confidently: "No king can tolerate other people sitting on the throne that belongs to him in a healthy state. This point... His Majesty Daelin must have experienced it."

"Um…"

Dai Lin nodded solemnly: "This is the dignity of being a king, and no one can provoke it."

"That's right." Sarlayan raised his chin and pointed to Yin Milong who was giving a speech: "One mountain cannot accommodate two tigers, unless one male and one female."

"The king who currently sits in Utgarde Castle is called Hasten. Due to the continuous suppression of Kul Tiras, the prestige of Hasten, who is unable to organize a counterattack, continues to decline. This happens to be the best time for Yin Miron to regain the kingship."

"As long as Yin Milong still wants to take back his throne, even if he knows that this is a trap we dug for him, he will resolutely step into it."

Dai Lin lowered his head and weighed the pros and cons of the two solutions.

"If you implement the beheading tactic, how sure are you that you can kill him in the siege of thousands of Vikul?"

Sharlayan spread his hands with a wry smile: "I can't tell, there are too many factors that affect the success rate, we can only adapt to the situation."

"A rough estimate, about 40-50% certainty."

"Half and half..."

Dai Lin hesitated for a moment, but finally decided to play it safe.

"When there are other options, I don't want to bet that there is only half the success rate, so let's use option two."