Everyone Is A Lord: My Talent Is A Little Too Strong

Chapter 179 - 179: 179: Sand Table Deduction_l

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Inside the stone house of the werewolf tribe leader, everyone looked at the fragrant magic medicine laid out on the long table.

Whether it was Bianca White, the werewolf girl lying by the bed, or the old werewolf Druid who almost burnt the herbal medicine, or the three werewolf elders like Lucas Harper, all were stunned for quite a while before reacting.

Unexpectedly, a precious magic medicine that was worth a thousand gold, was generously provided by the Lord.

Most importantly, they could freely choose one to treat the tribe leader. It seemed that the Lord was not only powerful but also incredibly rich.

At this moment, the werewolves present even began to envy their lying leader, Finn Stanley a bit.

What did these precious and fragrant magic medicines taste like?

Next, through Gideon Black and the werewolves’ unanimous discussion.

Finally, they chose to use the Tier 3 Dragon Blood Resurrection Pill to treat the unconscious werewolf tribe leader, Finn Stanley further.

Firstly, because the effect of this magic medicine was precisely suitable for the severely injured Finn Stanley by the Half-Orc.

Secondly, of course, was the miraculous effect of standing tall after recovering from a severe injury.

So, after Bianca White carefully fed the Dragon Blood Resurrection Pill to her father, the tribe leader.

As soon as the magic medicine entered his body, the breath of Finn Stanley, who had been in a deep coma due to severe injuries, immediately stabilized.

Even more miraculously, in less than ten minutes, he slowly opened his tightly closed eyes.

Seeing this scene, Leo Ray nodded slightly.

It was no wonder that the magic medicine was called a miraculous thing; the effect was indeed remarkable.

“Father, you’re finally awake!”

Lucas Harper and the other werewolf elders were also delighted and hurriedly followed.

After that, once they confirmed that Finn Stanley, the tribe leader, had initially recovered, the werewolves began to recount the series of events that happened after their arrival.

“Werewolf tribe leader Finn Stanley, I am grateful for Lord’s life-saving grace!

Thank you, Lord, for saving my daughter and the tribe!”

Finn Stanley, with a shocked expression, was about to bow to Leo Ray, but the latter stopped him with a wave of his hand.

“Chief Finn Stanley, no need for formalities.”

With a slight smile, Leo Ray waved his hand and said, “Your body has not fully recovered yet, so focus on healing first, and we’ll talk later.”

“Yes, Lord!”

On the other side, gratitude filled Finn Stanley’s resolute face; with Bianca’s help, he lay back down on the bed.

“Alright, the Druid elder will stay here to continue taking care of Chief Finn Stanley. The rest of you, come with me. Now that the matter of the tribe has come to an end, it’s time to deal with the Half-Orcs.”

As he spoke, Leo Ray waved his hand and put the magic medicine back into his space bracelet. He then left the stone house first under Finn Stanley’s grateful gaze.

After that, under the guidance of Lucas Harper and other werewolf elders, they swiftly arrived at another house not far away.

“Lord, this is the meeting center of our Snow Feather Tribe.”

As soon as they entered the house, Lucas Harper, the Grand Elder, pointed at the large sand table in the center of the room respectfully, saying, “After years of life and death struggle with the Half-Orcs, we have completely mastered their strength distribution.”

“Excellent. ”

Walking straight to the stone table, Leo Ray’s face showed a hint of surprise.

This giant sand table, measuring three meters square, was extremely clear, with all the mountains, rivers, and undulating hills.

Of course, most importantly, it also showed the detailed distribution of the Half-Orc tribes.

Even the number of soldiers in each tribe was marked in detail through miniature Half-Orc stone carvings on the sand table.

Overall, it was undoubtedly a three-dimensional strategic map.

Having this map, undoubtedly, would allow a more intuitive analysis and arrangement of the war situation.

“Please look, Lord.”

On the other side, the Grand Elder Lucas Harper bowed to Leo Ray.

Then, he picked up a slender command stick by the table and pointed at a depression in the sand table, slightly below the center, saying, “Lord, this valley is where the two Half-Orc armies fought today.”

According to my previous investigation, they chose to fight here to compete for a hunting ground near the valley.”

At this point, the Grand Elder Lucas Harper’s wrinkled old face showed a deep sense of helplessness.

He sighed and moved the command stick slightly to the left, pointing to a sparse, large green plant area next to the valley, continuing, “This used to be the main hunting ground of our Snow Feather tribe. Unexpectedly, it has now become the target pursued by those Half-Orcs.”

“Don’t worry, they will disappear from this land completely soon.”

Leo Ray nodded slightly, his eyes narrowed as he carefully examined the terrain on the sand table and signaled the other party to continue.

“Lord, besides food, another frequent point of conflict between the Brown

Demon and Dark Badger tribes of the Half-Orc Tribe Alliance is the Wind Sigh

River that runs between their territories.”

On the other side, the Grand Elder Lucas Harper moved the command stick upwards, pointing to a river in the central area of the sand table.

He continued, “In order to compete for water sources, both Half-Orc Tribe alliances have built sizable outposts near the river. Sometimes, conflicts between the two outposts lead to large-scale battles.”

At this point, Grand Elder Lucas Harper leaned forward slightly and pointed to the large brown and gray tribes on the left and right sides of the river, respectively.

He continued, “However, due to the not-so-large gap in strength between the two sides and the Half-Orc’s preference for head-on clashes rather than tactics, they have been deadlocked, and neither can completely eliminate the other.”

“I see.”

Upon hearing this, Leo Ray nodded slightly and took the command stick handed to him by the werewolf Grand Elder.

After pondering for a moment with furrowed brows, he circled the two Half-Orc outposts on either side of the river and then smiled lightly, saying, “It seems that to eliminate these two groups of Half-Orcs completely, our breakthrough point lies in these two outposts..”