Tauren Lord

Northwest Ter Valley.

This is a rudimentary camp. In fact, it is a bit too high to say that it is a camp. It is simply surrounded by gravel, and there are rows of thatched cottages. The so-called gate is just at the entrance. A plank was blocked.

A typical refugee camp.

"The noble man who came here today is really majestic." There were two chubby boars at the entrance of the camp, who seemed to be in charge of guarding. The two were chatting one after another, and behind the two wild boars stood a level 5 jungle dog, which looked like a pet.

The wild boars are an emerging race of the orc empire, and their history of joining the orc empire is only one or two hundred years.

Just a hundred or two hundred years ago, the wild boars were not considered intelligent creatures. Until two hundred years ago, a demigod was born among the wild boars. The intelligence of the entire ethnic group was greatly improved, and it quickly grew into a new intelligent race. More than a hundred years ago, the entire boar tribe became part of the orc empire.

"That's not it, it would be great if I could also become a noble." A squat boar man on the left said with a longing look, and the armor that didn't fit his body made him look a bit funny.

"Stop daydreaming. Those of us don't even have the identity of civilians in the empire, so we should be nobles."

"It's not all because of the boss." The chubby boar said indignantly, "If it wasn't for him, he had to fall out with the village chief, how could we have come to such a ghost place."

The boar man on the right sighed.

"This can't be entirely blamed on the boss, that dog-day werewolf is really not a thing, he treats us like slaves all day long, works day and night, and has nothing but a few pieces of potato every day. A bunch of **** nobles, nothing good."

"makes sense."

The chubby boar clenched the rusty single-knife in his hand, "These bastards, if we are in a hurry, we will go up the mountain and become bandits, and then we will kill those bastards."

A thatched hut in the camp.

Several burly boar men were sitting around a table, and the atmosphere in the room was a little depressing.

"Brother, my son can't die in vain, you must give me an explanation today!"

"Third brother, calm down! Big brother can't do anything either. We have to think about the brothers in the stockade. We can't afford to offend that nobleman, let alone those under his command who are not incompetent."

"Third brother."

The middle-aged boar sitting in the north sighed, "Brother knows, you feel uncomfortable, but this is the way the world is, so you can only blame us for being too weak."

This middle-aged wild boar's name is Latin, and he is the leader of this group of wild boars.

Since he left the village with his clan a year ago, they have set up camp and settled down in the Tel Valley. The fertility of the wild boars is very strong. After one year, the total population has reached more than 500.

However, as the number of people increased, food became increasingly scarce. There is not much arable land in the Tel Valley, and most of these people in the stockade are young and old, and it is difficult to support it any longer.

There are only two ways out now, one is to find a village to join, and the other is to go to Black Rock Mountain to find a cottage to join and do some robbery.

Thinking of the tiger nobleman who came here in the evening, Latin frowned.

"Just now, the nobleman found me and hoped that we could join his village. Second brother, third brother, what do you think?"

"This is impossible!"

The young boar sitting on Latin's left hand patted the table with an ugly face.

"Big brother." The wild boar man sitting on the right also said, "The reason why we left the village back then was not because the werewolf noble was too greedy and cruel, the brothers really couldn't go on. The tiger man who came here today, I don't think it's any different from that werewolf noble."

"I also agree with the second brother. This tiger cub looks like a ruthless person. The second son was beaten to death by his subordinates just because he soiled his clothes." Speaking of which, the young wild boar Eyes reddened.

"Big brother, for everyone's sake, I don't have to avenge this revenge, but it's impossible for me to agree to join his village."

Latin looked at his brother, he didn't understand that the nobleman's territory was completely a fire pit, but if he didn't join in, he probably wouldn't give up easily because of the nobleman's character.

"Okay, second brother, third brother, you go to rest first, I'll think about this matter."

......

On the hillside west of the refugee camp.

Barr and his party are quietly lurking here.

Crash!

The grass in the forest in front of him made a noise, Baal's face tightened, and his right hand was placed on the weapon at his waist. Not long after, a figure in leather armor with a bow and arrow flashed out, and several people's expressions loosened.

"How is the situation?" Barr asked in a low voice.

"My lord, check it out. They are in the refugee camp in front. Now Huck is in a house on the west side of the camp, and the guards are guarding outside."

Barr was sure.

When Huck and the others left in the afternoon, Baal instructed Lilith to use the tracking mark on Huck. This is a skill that Lilith comprehends at level 10, and can track hostile targets within 100 kilometers.

Looking at the wild boar refugee camp at the foot of the mountain, Baal smiled.

His own territory just happened to be short of manpower right now, and it would take a lot of effort to subdue the group of wild boars in front of him, but after Huck entered, things became easier.

He walked to Bart and said a few words in a low voice. Bart nodded and walked into the distance.

"follow me."

Barr hurried through the woods and headed towards the refugee camp.

Although John and the others were very curious about Bart's whereabouts, but now was not the time to ask too much, and they quickly followed.

On a half-slope in the northwest of the refugee camp, Barr stopped.

The distance from the camp here is about 400 meters. It is condescending, and the situation in the camp can be clearly seen. Outside a thatched hut in the west, a team of catmen guards was guarding there, and the advanced assassin in the afternoon was also among them.

"Lilith."

Baal called Lilith to him, took out a bottle of red potion from his backpack and handed it to her. It was the poison dropped after killing the bull commander: Crescent Moon Red.

"When the assassin is alone, kill that assassin first, and then we'll deal with Huck."

Lilith nodded. With night vision, she can see very clearly even at night. In addition, she has guidance skills, so she doesn't have to worry about accuracy.

Lilith took out two arrows from her quiver and carefully smeared the poison on them. The poisoned arrows glowed blood red. UU Reading www.uukanshu.com

Opportunities come.

It didn't take long for the cat-man assassin to leave the house where Huck lived and slowly walked towards the south gate of the refugee camp. After a while, he walked out of it and entered the grass on the west side, as if to solve a physiological problem.

Lilith drew her bow and arrow.

Assassin is a low-health, high-attack profession. Although the assassin on the opposite side is very high-level, as an ordinary unit, the blood volume will definitely not exceed 50,000. Crescent Moon can cause 75,000 poison damage in fifteen seconds, enough to kill him.

"kindness?"

The cat-man assassin who had just walked into the grass by the roadside became alert, and the surrounding atmosphere made him feel something was wrong.

The Assassin profession is born to be a good ambush assassin. He has a keen perception of such things. Although he did not see any trace of the enemy around, his intuition tells him that it is very dangerous here.

The catman assassin's eyes narrowed, he pulled out the dagger from his waist, watched the surroundings vigilantly, and slowly stepped back.

Whoosh!

A burst of sound came.

The cat man's expression remained unchanged, and he quickly rolled over to the side. With his current agility and arrows shot at this speed, he did not pay attention to it.

But something unexpected happened.

The arrow actually turned a corner in mid-air, slammed into his left arm with a bang.

"what!"

With a grunt, the cat-man assassin covered his left arm, but his expression changed drastically.

"Toxic!"

The catman assassin has a bad secret path, and the poison is very violent. His HP loses a small half in a few seconds, but the most important thing now is to avoid the attack of the opposite archer. If he is attacked again, it will be troublesome. .

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