At this time, more and more Ents rushed over after hearing the news. They were also discussing among themselves.
Although the war with the tree slayers in Fangorn Forest had lasted for nearly four or five years, it was rare for Ents to be killed. And in most cases, the ones who were killed were the combat Ents who charged at the front.
But the Leaping Ents, who were the fastest, had never died on the battlefield. Not to mention the strange situation where even their soul source was extracted and completely annihilated.
But soon after, a short and stout Bramble Ent whipped the ground with his branches and bellowed furiously, "That's right, that's right.
"Look what I found! Footprints! The unique footprints of us Ents! This Ent is standing opposite Mudbeard. Look, he started to exert his strength in this position, then rushed up and knocked Mudbeard down. They're fighting here, and those damn tree slayers are attacking from the side. What we're most worried about has finally happened. Those wild Ents and the tree slayers have joined forces! "
The discovery of the Bramble Ent immediately attracted a lot of attention, and it was confirmed because it was the truth! But it was one thing to prove this point. When it came to what action to take, the simple minds of the Ents had put forward many plans, but none of them were approved. Although the matter seemed simple, it was actually quite complicated. If it was not handled well, it would affect the foundation of the entire Fangorn Forest.
Because there were a lot of wild Ents in Fangorn Forest, it was naturally difficult to find the murderer just by relying on a single footprint.
The relationship between the wild Ents and the trees of the Treebeard tribe had always been tense. It would be fine if it was during normal times, but if they pushed too hard, most of the wild Ents would be forced to oppose the tree slaughterers. That would truly be a loss that would outweigh the gains!
"Can't we track them down?" A Ent suddenly raised such a question. "Grubb, didn't you track the whereabouts of this group of people before?"
Grubb slowly shook his head.
"That's because the other side wasn't prepared, so I was able to track them down. When they left, they used a very clever nature spell to blend into the forest, and there were also very powerful Treants accompanying them. I'm really powerless now."
*****
However, what happened next caught the Ents off guard.
In the afternoon, another Bramble Ent was killed. This Bramble Ent was killed while attacking another logging camp. There were Hobbits, Dwarves, Humans, and Spimi from the North in that camp.
More than half of the members of this camp were lured here by money, but the Speimi had appeared out of pure hatred!
Because after his younger brother chopped down two trees, he was lucky enough to exchange it for a large amount of money. He used all the money to treat his brother's illness. After the money was used up, he could only come here again to take the risk.
This time, her brother was not favored by the goddess of luck. Half a year ago, he was treated as fertilizer by the Ents and buried in the Fangorn Forest. After the Spimi elder brother heard about it, he stopped his treatment and rushed over. He attacked the Treant crazily without any regard for his own safety. Then … the Thorny Treant was taken advantage of.
At this time, nearly 20% of the adventurers who poured into the Fangorn Forest came for the sake of hatred. It could be expected that this proportion would increase as time passed. This was probably the other reason why Saruman spent so much money to buy the Fangorn Forest — to let the greedy adventurers gradually weaken the strength of the Treebeard tribe.
There was no doubt that after killing the Bramble Ent, the people in the camp immediately withdrew. The angry Ents began to chase after them, but in the process of chasing, a Leaping Ent was ambushed again. Although it didn't die this time, it was half-crippled. It would take decades for it to recover.
However, this Ent at least provided a very clear message. Among the people who attacked him, there was indeed a wild Ent. This wild Ent should belong to the Arbor Ent family. His characteristics were clearly described, and there was also an archer and a mage among those people.
The next morning, the Ents in the Fangorn Forest piously prayed to nature, hoping that the forest would protect them and that yesterday's nightmare would be over. They would rather temporarily give up on the adventurers who cut down the forest for the time being. Instead, they set up an elaborate trap to uncover the abominable team that ambushed them behind the scenes.
However, the team seemed to know their intentions and completely disappeared from their sight.
The patience of the Treants was being worn down bit by bit because they knew that with every bit of time they wasted, a few trees in the forest would be chopped down by those greedy Treant Butchers.
The Ents persisted until noon, when they suddenly noticed black smoke burning in the distance. There was a faint, indescribable smell in the black smoke. For humans and other humanoid races, that smell was no different from burning wood, but the Ents could clearly distinguish that it was the smell of burning corpses of their own kind!!
There was no doubt that they rushed over at the same time and witnessed a tragic scene. Two Ents were killed, and one of them was set ablaze, but the murderer was nowhere to be found. To the relief of these Ents, the ones who died were not their companions or tribesmen, but two wild Ents.
Thickthorn, the thorny Ent who arrived first, staggered over and began to examine the bodies of the dead wild Ents. For some reason, the cause of death of these two wild Ents seemed to be very difficult to find. Thickthorn had been lying in ambush for the whole morning, so he was inevitably very impatient. In order to facilitate his observation, he rudely and violently dug open the chests of the dead Ents to check if there were any arrows shot in.
This was because the Ents under the leadership of the Treebeard tribe had always maintained a contemptuous attitude towards the wild Ents. More importantly, there was also a wild Ent in that mysterious group. Therefore, the Treebeard tribe was very casual and rude when inspecting the corpses of the two wild Ents!
Grubb, as a direct descendant of Treebeard, was also present. When he saw Thickthorn's actions, he also felt that something was wrong. He was about to speak up to stop him, but then he remembered that Thickthorn's close friend was also seriously injured yesterday, and that the culprit was a wild Ent of the arbor tribe. Thus, he considered Thickthorn's feelings and hesitated to speak up.
But when Grubb considered the feelings of his tribesmen, he forgot a very important thing: he did not consider the feelings of the other wild Ents! The wild Ents were not all loners. Because their ideology was different from the mainstream, the wild Ents who were expelled from the Treebeard tribe had a kind of sympathy for each other.
Therefore, when the wild Ents arrived at the battlefield after smelling the scent, they saw the usually "high and mighty" Ents of the Treebeard tribe surrounding the corpses of their own kind. The corpses of the dead Ents had been disemboweled and torn into pieces!
One could imagine the mood of these wild Ents at this time! All of a sudden, the crowd's emotions surged. Their anger began to ignite, and they began to send out signals to inform their relatives and friends.
Under such circumstances, Grubb stepped forward and tried his best to explain the actions and motives of his people. Just as he was about to appease the anger of the wild Ents, a short Bush Ent suddenly stepped forward and roared angrily, "Don't you dare! Don't you dare!
"Murderer!!"
Then, as he shouted, he rushed towards the most bad-tempered Bramble Ent, Thickthorn!
As the Ent who inspected the corpses, Thickthorn received the most blame and ridicule. He was already full of anger, and after being whipped in the face by the bush Ent, his barbaric nature immediately flared up. He dragged the bush Ent over and gave it a few good slaps!
But after a few slaps, the bush Ent slumped to the ground, dead!!!
Under such a fuse, the wild Ents on the sidelines finally could not bear it anymore. They roared angrily and rushed forward. A conflict that had been brewing for a long time finally broke out. The internal strife of the Ents was inevitable!
When there was conflict, there would naturally be casualties and hatred.
In the deep gulf between the Ents of the Treebeard tribe and the wild Ents, blood and anger began to flow!
If it were any other time, Treebeard could still stand up and use his great prestige to quell this bloody dispute. But now, Treebeard was in a critical period of guarding his Golden Fruit, so the unrest further worsened. The conflict quickly spread to the whole Fangorn Forest.
The forest, which was not peaceful to begin with, had now become a place where three forces attacked each other. It was a complete mess!
*****
Needless to say, this was a farce that Party Ace had orchestrated.
The short bush Ent that played the role of the fuse in the conflict was naturally Mr. Ferrell's masterpiece. If he did not consider his fighting ability, he could even choose a tree to be his parasite tree every day and turn it into an Ent.
The real cause of death for the short Ent that was "killed" was because Mr. Ferrell's spirit had left the Ent.... It had nothing to do with the irascible and unlucky Thick Thorn.
On the morning of the fourth day, Sheyan stood on the campsite and stared at the Fangorn Forest not far away. The sun shone on his face, but his expression was exceptionally indifferent. Reef walked up to him and said worriedly, "Don't worry, Sheyan. Don't worry about it.
"Boss, the Fangorn Forest is indeed in chaos now, but.... I still think your plan is too risky." If you like this work, you are welcome to come to qidian.com to vote for me. Your support is my biggest motivation.)
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