My Players Are So Fierce – Handsome dog Frank
Chapter 807 - 275. Follow me! Idiots, I can keep you all alive! _2

Chapter 807: 275. Follow me! Idiots, I can keep you all alive! _2

This was clearly a difficult task to accomplish, yet these fellows seemed entirely indifferent to the risks involved. The mere use of Earth Wolves could drive them towards danger and death, which was truly poignant.

"Such brave and terrifying creatures! If my clan could gain their full support, taking over Smugglers’ Forest in a short time wouldn’t be a problem!"

Hog’s green eyes were filled with anticipation, and his short tail wagged excitedly.

However, one player had not left. After everyone else departed, Frostfang’s Claw appeared stealthily, wearing a cloak suitable for the night. He sized up the skinny Jackal before him and then took out a rolled-up scroll from his Psychic package and handed it to him, making a unique hand signal of the Blood Rat Gang towards the Jackal known as "Pangolin."

It meant "we’re watching you." Then he stepped back, allowing the intertwining shadows to cover him and vanish from Hog’s sight.

This was clearly a threat from the shadows of Crimson Castle.

But Hog didn’t care.

He himself was a member of the Rat Gang and played an important role in the intelligence system under Sir Murphy. He had firmly clung to the Vampire’s thigh, so naturally, he wasn’t worried about meeting an untimely death.

The Jackal held the scroll in his hands and unfurled it.

Inside was a decree.

It was an order from Sir Murphy in his capacity as Governor of Transylvania and in the name of Count Cardman, claiming the entire Smugglers’ Forest as territory for the Bloodclaw Clan to be managed by Lady Adel, "Dark Female Baron."

Of course, this decree was only meant for Hog himself.

The scroll made it clear: if Hog died, the forest would be reclaimed under the Dark Baron’s Territory.

Below the scroll were the personal seals of the Governor, the Earl, and Sir Murphy, which indicated that as long as Sir Murphy was the ruler of Transylvania, Hog didn’t have to worry about himself and his clan being displaced.

Of course, granting him a claim over Smugglers’ Forest was one thing; whether the Bloodclaw Clan could actually take the forest by themselves was another matter entirely.

Under the current situation in Transylvania, it was already a huge favor that the Humans didn’t eradicate them, the Jackals. The idea of expecting help from Humans and Vampires was utterly preposterous.

Nevertheless, Hog didn’t count on direct support from Crimson Castle; in fact, if the Vampires really dispatched a few Military Governors to his clan, that’s when he would start to feel uneasy, having seen the potential dangers in the cooperation between Kenbort and Colando.

Hog hid the decree well and mounted his chaotic Earth Wolf, rushing back to the outskirts of the already chaotic camp.

Although the area hadn’t been directly hit by the Star-world Tear or struck by a dimensional meteor, with the corrupt Star Realm Energy sweeping across, the periphery of the camp had already turned into a complete mess.

The area teeming with Jackals was already fragile in terms of order. Now with the Vampires executing a terrifying raid, and with the uncertain fate of King Kenbort and the absence of his Guards, no one could expect the peripheral Jackals to loyally rush into that area cloaked in Star Realm mist to support their leader.

The despairing creatures that emerged from the dissipating shadows alone were enough to overwhelm these uninitiated Jackals.

Chaos had truly erupted here!

Even many Jackals had begun to steal amidst the confusion, sparking a chaotic brawl, turning the place into a restive horde like repulsive beasts.

"Come out! Everyone, come out!"

Hog shouted atop his Earth Wolf, calling for the members of his Bloodclaw Clan to emerge from their hiding places. He had ordered them not to leave the campgrounds they were on that night, no matter what happened.

Hog’s command was executed well; the core members of the Bloodclaw Clan he had carefully selected were all unharmed, leaving Hog extremely satisfied.

"Kenbort is dead!"

The skinny Jackal shouted from atop his Earth Wolf:

"I saw it with my own eyes; he was slaughtered by the Vampire’s leader, just like slaughtering a wild boar. This place is beyond salvation! We must escape here before the Vampires come to kill us.

Martel!

You take the Barbarian Soldiers to the warehouses I marked earlier, seize the food, weapons, and Protective gear inside.

Van Gore!

You take the secret technique practitioners to look around for those you think are clever, invite them to join Bloodclaw and escape with us. This time, prioritize recruiting Beast Tamers, our Earth Wolves and Bloody Hyenas are valuable in the eyes of others.

Nash!

Where is Nash?"

"Chieftain, didn’t Nash die already?"

Jackal Barbarian leader Martel Dumber shouted:

"Someone saw that when the sky tore open, that cowardly Nash was blasted to pieces by a purple light; the explosion originated from him, some say Nash has become the light..."

"Idiot! I’m not talking about that Nash! The new Nash."

Hog swore.

He quickly found the diminutive figure he had "bestowed" the name Nash on in the crowd, who was sneakily hiding and looking around before Hog called out several times for him to hurriedly step forward and then got slapped by the Chieftain.

"Can’t you even remember your own name? Do this again, and I’ll send you to the Vampires’ gladiator arena!"

Hog rebuked:

"Now, take the people I’ve assigned you to escort our clan’s females and young ones and leave first. Do you know where Smugglers’ Forest is? That’s our territory now, take them there!"