Apocalypse Gachapon - Chapter 1968: Old friend

Little Tiger whistled, looking ahead with a lack of interest.

Ye Zhongming’s departure had not been long ago, but there was no trace of youthfulness or playfulness left in this usually laughing and joking young man; there was only maturity and… ruthlessness.

Since Cloud Peak began its unification campaign, many core members had displayed completely different traits.

Some people’s methods were relatively gentle, such as Mo Ye’s team, Tang Tian’s team, etc. Before attacking a region, they preferred to first use caring methods for some persuasion, division, provocation, and the like, so that even if the area couldn’t smoothly submit, it would first become chaotic, or at least fail to form a unified alliance, after which they would attack and capture it.

Some people’s methods were more thunderous, such as Liang Chuyin, Tong Hu, Sister Rong, and others. What they most preferred to do was to fight without declaration with sudden sneak attacks. They would directly wipe out the most powerful force in an area, then use other methods to attack the remaining forces. At that time, whether they continued attacking or applied pressure to make them voluntarily disarm, it was all very easy.

More people were neutral.

This neutrality didn’t mean they were normal, but rather that when handling problems, their methods were more diversified, and they would act according to the specific situation, neither being overly gentle nor overly extreme.

But only one person was very, very extreme.

That was Little Tiger.

After merging with the Thousand Beast Villa, the issue of Cloud Peak’s mounts was largely resolved. Although one couldn’t say they had as many as they wanted, it was still much better than the previous situation of slowly domesticating, which only yielded a few thousand rideable mounts per year.

This allowed Little Tiger’s cavalry force to grow to 100,000.

Naturally, this included the credit for the twenty thousand flying troops assigned to Little Tiger’s team, but the fact that the speed of personnel growth ranked first among the major teams was undeniable.

In the initial stage of global unification, battles were the most frequent, and the number of sacrifices was the highest. All major teams were in a state of attrition. Even though they all started replenishing later, they could at most maintain a certain number, but the overall combat power had declined.

But only Little Tiger’s team saw both quantity and quality rise.

This was related to his straightforward style.

When attacking a region, Little Tiger’s favorite approach was the ‘cat and mouse’ game. He would start by eliminating the small forces, leaving the most powerful force for last.

He did this not for ease, but for fun, to properly play with the most powerful local force.

Usually, he would silently corner the target in a location, then launch the most powerful charge, slaughtering them in one fell swoop.

Occasionally, he would find someone he fancied among the targets and would recruit them… or rather, forcefully take over them.

Little Tiger didn’t refuse those who wanted to join him either.

But whether it was someone he fancied or someone who chose to join, there was only one way to join Little Tiger’s team: charge at the very front in the next battle. Only when the casualty ratio exceeded fifty percent would they become true members, and their previous organization would be broken up and assigned to various squads.

This method surprisingly had an exceptionally good effect.

Those Evolved who survived numerous battles, even if they had some resentment towards Little Tiger and Cloud Peak before, after surviving and receiving mounts, equipment, and various benefits they hadn’t dared to dream of before, their minds gradually settled down.

There was no other way; everything fears comparison. Once compared, the gap appeared.

Of course, hidden dangers weren’t absent, but in the chaotic times of this post-apocalyptic world, they were suppressed. Perhaps they would erupt again when the situation eased, but that was for the future.

Cloud Peak’s first goal was to unify the country. Almost all teams left their nests. While completing the battles in their respective areas, Little Tiger received the order to reinforce the War Beast Camp on this route.

There was no other way; he was relatively closer, and the mobility of the cavalry was also the fastest.

Ten kilometers ahead was the camp where several hundred thousand enemies had gathered. After Little Tiger arrived and surveyed the situation, he felt certain in his heart that this was yet another battle they were destined to win.

This terrain, although somewhat mountainous, was still very suitable for cavalry charges. Under the impact of Little Tiger’s one hundred thousand-strong team, even if the enemy outnumbered him several times, it would be useless. This wasn’t even counting the similarly sized War Beast Camp of nearly one hundred thousand.

For such a battle, Little Tiger really felt somewhat uninterested.

The sound of war beasts stamping the ground came from behind. Young Master Yun and Xiao Peng arrived beside Little Tiger.

“Tiger, do you know why Sister Lei summoned us back?”

The three were about the same age and usually got along well when they played together.

They, along with Ah Yang and others, represented Cloud Peak’s younger generation. Little Tiger held the highest status among them.

Since Cloud Peak declared war on the whole world, everyone had been fighting in all directions, rarely having the chance to meet, let alone gather back home.

Some of the busier teams, like Little Tiger’s, hadn’t even had any rest.

Little Tiger shook his head: “I don’t know, but I estimate something big has happened.”

Something big?

Young Master Yun and Xiao Peng’s eyes both lit up, which amused Little Tiger.

These people from Cloud Peak, from the old to the young, weren’t afraid of trouble; they wished something would happen every day.

“But it probably isn’t something threatening to us. Even if it is, it’s not serious. Otherwise, they should have had us bring our teams back, not just return alone.”

Little Tiger looked at his two brothers and smiled. “Clearly, it’s not for a fight.”

The three stopped talking here because a not-too-loud drum sound came from the camp behind. This was the precursor to launching the battle; the audible range was limited to the area around the Cloud Peak army.

“Want to go get some activity?”

Yun Shao said to Little Tiger, “I heard there are several experts over there, and an old friend of ours.”

“The one from Pin Palace?” Little Tiger immediately reacted. Someone who could be called an old friend in this place was probably the only one who had gone far away to a foreign land.

“Mm, I heard he has already evolved to Level Nine and is the backbone of the enemy alliance forces.”

Little Tiger glared at Yun Shao. “Is that ‘getting some activity’? That’s serving ourselves up as dishes.”

After a pause, Little Tiger added, “Since that guy evolved to Level Nine, why didn’t he go back to settle the score?”

Xiao Peng laughed heartily. “Look for whom? Look for our boss or Uncle Daqian? Uncle Daqian submitted to us; now he commands one hundred thousand powerful war beasts and tens of thousands of beast tamers, plus his own war beasts. They could overwhelm him with numbers alone. Look for our boss? They’d beat the crap out of him.”

The three young men, with an average age not exceeding twenty-five, all chuckled together.

Little Tiger subconsciously looked up at the sky and whispered, “I wonder how the boss is doing up there, how many of the universe’s races have had the crap beaten out of them by him. I really miss him.”