Chapter 706 Winter Baptism

Mammoth Huck's strong attack is undoubtedly a good start for this battle.

The ice bear warriors who arrived later, before they collided with the wild boars, a round of throwing axe attacks had already struck them first.

Not to be outdone, the kobold short spearmen at the back also started throwing short spears to kill the wild boars.

The two groups of people quickly collided completely.

Hill commanded the mammoths, rampaged all the way in the enemy line, while dividing the battlefield, while pulling hatred, creating opportunities for others in the rear to attack.

In the case of all out, their troops occupy a clear advantage.

The Ice Bear Warriors and Kobold Short Spearmen played their numerical superiority quite simply.

With more and less, they launched a merciless siege on the wild boars.

On the other side, the Swift Wolf Warriors led by Li Liancheng directly cut into the flank as soon as they started fighting.

Wandering on the edge of the battlefield, waving the double knives in their hands, they started their harvesting operation.

The battle on the wild boar side relies entirely on instinct and individual strength.

There is basically no cooperation between them.

In comparison, the members of the garrison who have fought together in the bitter cold land for nearly a year have shown too much tacit understanding.

Even Li Liancheng, who often quarrels with Gou Shan.

At the moment when the battle started, the two of them cooperated without any problem.

It is no exaggeration to say that in this battle, the front-line garrison troops have already taken the lead.

Victory is only a matter of time.

And it is.

In the face of such an offensive, after paying the obvious cost of casualties.

Realizing that they had no chance of winning, the wild boar finally chose to retreat.

At the same time, somewhere on the battlefield, in a field of snow.

A snow-white figure that almost merged with the surrounding scenery quietly retreated.

Running quickly all the way, the fox who returned to the camp reported everything he saw to the elders and chiefs of the clan.

After listening to the report, the fox patriarch and the fox elders were all shocked.

"The wild boars are defeated, how is it possible?!"

Even in the depths of the bitter cold, the boars are a fairly powerful tribe.

Their defeat undoubtedly surprised the fox patriarch and the fox elders.

Although this group of wild boars were not brought out by them, after the wild boars ran to the periphery, their fox people also used some means to lead those wild boars to the position of the front-line camp.

The purpose is nothing more than wanting to play with one hand to kill with a knife.

At that time, they might be able to sneak into each other's camp to steal food while the war is chaotic.

However, who would have thought that this knife not only did not kill people, but was also killed and retreated?

For a while, the old foxes also looked at each other in dismay.

And then quite tacitly not to mention this matter.

Obviously intending to continue dormant.

They can't beat it, they can't steal it, and they have no chance. They are also very desperate!

With this kind of mood, from time to time, they would think of Kashin who went to see the Great Chief.

It's been so long since I left, and I don't know where I've been.

Or maybe he'd already died in a pile of ice and snow.

At this moment, in the ice and snow deep in the bitter cold land, Kaxin, who was wrapped in thick animal hide, sneezed violently.

The wind and snow covered the road directly.

Let him not see the road ahead at all.

"Shit! Where am I now?"

----Dividing line----

At the same time, to the south of Ten Thousand World Civilization, in the big forest where the wood elves live.

A whole forest of trees has been covered with snow-white silver at this moment.

This winter is undoubtedly difficult for the wood elves.

After the winter, just over a month passed, a food crisis broke out in the clan.

It's been too cold this winter.

It also snowed heavily.

The crops that were originally more suitable for farming in winter have failed to harvest this year!

During this time, the hunting team caught less and less prey.

Even finding prey depends on luck.

The lack of food forced Halfin, the patriarch, to control his daily food consumption.

The original three meals a day, to the later two meals a day, and now only one meal a day...

Halfen's eyebrows were almost twisted into a ball, and he didn't know what would happen next.

At this moment, Halfin couldn't help thinking of what William Zhang said outside the forest a few months ago.

If, he means if!

If at that time their wood elves chose to surrender.

Wouldn't life be so hard now?

They know the scale of the development of high elves.

Although I don't want to admit it, I have to accept the fact that the high elves have developed better than their wood elves.

Even much better.

Of course, these thoughts will only stay in Halfen's head for now.

His father, the Great Elder Odis.

If you can figure this out, you won't be called old stubborn.

The character of their wood elves is indeed stubborn, persistent, and respectful of tradition. Well, that last point can also be understood as being conservative.

But his father Odis, even among the entire Wood Elves, was a particularly stubborn type...

Sometimes, even his son can't stand it.

"Patriarch, Lord Kargan is back."

Just when Halfen was complaining about his father in his heart.

A wood elf guard walked in.

And behind the guard was a wood elf with a long bow.

Although their wood elves coexist with the forest, the food chain is also an important part of the forest ecology.

So, they also hunt, but not indiscriminately.

Always be grateful and in awe of forests and animals.

"Kalgan, how was the harvest today?"

Halfin asked this question a little nervously.

At this moment, Kalgan's expression is not relaxed.

He only listened to his slight opening and reported today's harvest.

After hearing this, Halfin's heart sank.

Today's harvest is really unhappy.

With a deep breath, Halfen stood up from the table and stretched his muscles and bones at the same time.

"Kalgan, accompany me out for a walk."

Facing the request of Halfin, the patriarch and friend, Kalgan nodded slightly.

They walked a little further, presumably not wanting the other wood elves to hear the next conversation.

After walking a distance, Halfen who had been silent all the way finally spoke.

"Kalgan, do you think it's okay to continue like this?"

"This is something you, the patriarch, should worry about."

Kargan replied calmly.

In this regard, Halfin smiled helplessly.

"I am not asking you now as the patriarch, but as a little brother."

Kargan sighed at this.

"I don't think so, the food is getting less and less. Today, I rode a giant eagle and left the forest. I searched around, but I didn't find much food. If this continues, we will probably have a lot of food this winter. The tribe starved to death."

Hearing this, Halfen nodded, and the expression on his face took on a bit of bitterness.

"Yeah, no way..."

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