There is no plot. In the legend of your wolf clan, although I am ruthless and murderous, I am not someone who likes to play tricks, right?

The man was slightly startled: That's right, that's right.

There was implicit praise in Jeanne's tone: Speaking of which, I also saw it on the way here. You have managed Texas quite well. To be honest, most of the separatist warlords in the New World have not done as well as you. good.

In Texas, for ordinary people, the protection of wolves has become indispensable.

The monsters in the wilderness that are difficult for ordinary patrolmen to deal with are easily captured by wolf mounted policemen.

Compared with the Italian wolf tribe, the Texas wolf tribe's protection fees are undoubtedly more reasonable.

Ms. Jeanne is so complimentary.

Jeanne said casually: Would you like to introduce yourself first? Some of you may not know me yet.

Haha, Ms. Jeanne is joking. There may be some people in the wolf clan who don't know me, but there will definitely be no one who doesn't know the famous Knight Glory.

The man said politely: I, Giuliano, are the patriarch of the Basilicata family.

Texas is actually not a barren land. It has a good foundation, a suitable climate, and vast fertile fields. It is also one of the famous oil producing areas in later generations.

But oil is not yet available in this era, and given the geographical conditions of Texas, it is not very prominent in the entire America.

Compared to the vast New World, the number of colonists, aborigines, and even slaves, all added up, was still too few.

This resulted in a low level of land development throughout the New World, and the lack of labor was a key driver of the slave trade.

In Texas today, there are no more than ten cities with a population of more than 10,000 people. Most of the rest are small villages and towns, as well as a large number of manors, with a total population of about 500,000.

On the European continent, I'm afraid it's not as good as a slightly more developed city.

But with the little wealth of the Basilicata family, it is indeed an incredible achievement to be able to govern Texas into what it is now.

You know, when Texas first became independent from Mexico, things were much worse than this.

Jeanne extended her hand and introduced: This is Princess Fringilla of the Tsepes family. She has the best relationship with your young lady. The two often sleep together and share sweets together.

Giuliano took off his hat politely and said: It's an honor to meet you, Princess Fringilla.

Fringilla nodded reservedly. She always carried it very clearly.

Having a good relationship with Cellinina does not mean that she has to treat Cellinina's father differently.

In fact, she always felt that this old guy didn't regard Cellinina as his serious heir at all, otherwise he would throw her away to Saluzzo thousands of miles away?

The wolves were not surprised by Fringilla's attitude. In their impression, the nobles of the Blood Court were so aloof. If they were really polite, they would doubt whether it was true or not. Yes.

Jeanne added: This is Prajna, the ghost general from hell.

The ghost general from hell?

The expressions of all the wolves were complicated, including shock, fear, confusion, and disbelief.

In the world of yesterday's giant ship, there was no difference between Eastern and Western hells. They had also heard of the legends of the ghost clan.

According to legend, the hell ghosts will not come to the world at all except to capture the souls of the dead who are attached to the human world.

Why are you here?

Chelinina. She has made some great friends.

Giuliano laughed dryly, and suddenly became curious about his daughter, whom he had never been very close to - how did she do it? Could it be that after so many years of not seeing each other, my daughter has awakened some extraordinary talent for making friends?

Jeanne raised her head and looked at the masonry mountain castle in front of her: It must have cost a lot of money to build this castle.

indeed.

Giuliano's serious face couldn't help but reveal a hint of nostalgia: Back then, this place was still deserted. Basilicata spent more than ten years building it into the home of the new wolf clan. I still remember that here The last brick was laid with my own hands.”

Jeanne nodded slightly: For secular armies, this place is definitely a difficult place to attack. But Mr. Giuliano, do you think how long this castle can last under the attack of dozens of centurions and hundreds of hornheads? ?”

Giuliano's expression changed slightly. He looked around and found that the expressions of all the clan members changed drastically.

The entire Basilicata family has only ten centurions in Texas, and the remaining clan members number more than two hundred at the corner level, but a considerable number of them are wanderers who have defected over the years. The wolf clan is considered weak among the horned ones.

The comparison of strength between the two sides is definitely quite disparate.

He coughed lightly and said loudly: Texas is the last paradise for the wandering wolves. I really don't understand why the wolf master wants to kill all the abandoned people of the wolf tribe like us.

For so many years, how many wandering wolves have lived in smelly sewers and remote mountains, doing the most menial jobs, and still fearing that their identities will be discovered by humans one day, and they will be tied to the stake and burned.

What was this place like at the beginning? It was desolate, and the human residents were displaced. It was us, our 'Wolf Federation', who built this place from scratch step by step to what it is today.

Here, we can walk calmly on the streets, accept the attention of the human beings we protect, and can freely transform into wolf shapes and run in the wilderness.

Giuliano's tone suddenly rose: Do you still want to go back to the situation in the past? Let those Italian wolves who claim to have pure blood and aloofness drive them away in a rush, and then live in a state of wandering and panic. Do you live a terrible life where you are afraid that one day you will fall asleep and never wake up again?

No, we will never escape!

Fight these Yaksi bastards!

The crowd was furious.

Texas is our last home. If this place is taken away by them, no matter how big the world is, there will be no place for us wanderers.

Are we going to be driven to the next place, start from scratch again, and when we are almost established, we will be taken away by those noble nobles again?

Jeanne and Prajna looked at each other, and both saw a hint of praise in the other's eyes.

Although Basilicata is a deviant, he has never been removed from the Twelve Wolves. In order to win the hearts of this group of wandering wolves, Giuliano has always claimed that he is an abandoned member of the wolf tribe and will advance and retreat with the wandering wolves.

Although this offended the old wolf clan headed by Yaksi, it also greatly united the wandering wolf clan in Texas.

Come to think of it, a hero who can single-handedly create such a foundation in Texas and even give up his ancestral home in Italy would be an idiot.

Giuliano's face was full of sorrow and indignation: We have tried our best not to hinder their eyes. We have moved from our ancestral home in Italy to the New World thousands of miles away. We are struggling to survive in this remote and remote place, but they still They want to kill us all, as if we, the abandoned people, unite together, we will truly have the power that makes those high-ranking nobles fearful and jealous.

All the wolves had angry looks on their faces.

But I would say they're right.

A hearty smile appeared on Giuliano's face: They are afraid of us, afraid that we, the abandoned people of the wolf tribe, will unite, so they want to strike first and nip this little spark in the bud while our strength is still weak. middle.

My compatriots and tribesmen, it is never us who have to be afraid, but those high-level wolf tribes who live in plain clothes and live in fine clothes, claiming to have noble blood.

I, Giuliano, swear on the honor of Basilicata that from this day on, I will devote my last drop of blood to the war to defend Texas.

Fight for freedom and the glory of the new wolf clan!

fighting!

Fight to the end!

In the mountains, there were shouts one after another.

Some pure-blooded wolves became so passionate that they transformed into huge wolf beasts, looking up to the sky and howling, startling a crowd of birds.

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