Chapter 769 Great Chief

It is different from the relatively peaceful Central Plains.

Winter in the Bitter Cold is especially dangerous.

Especially after adding a bunch of less friendly 'neighbors'...

A furious roar echoed across the snowfield.

In the months since the beginning of winter, the Boars have attacked for the third time!

In the previous year, they had increased the height of the city wall to eight meters.

At the same time, the number of three-bow crossbows on the wall also increased to four.

The continuously fortified frontline camp can already be called a fortress at this time.

Demonstrated quite good defensive ability.

At this moment, the four three-bow crossbows fired frantically.

Fire was pouring out at the wild boars outside the fortress.

Since the location of this fortress was exposed.

They felt that the wild boar people who originally lived in the depths of the bitter cold land have now completely migrated to the periphery.

Before winter, these orcs would appear from time to time around their fortresses to harass them.

And the closer it gets to winter, the more ferocious the orcs become.

The reason is very simple, there is a shortage of materials in the bitter cold land.

Once winter hits, finding food becomes more difficult.

And to say where is the hoarding of a lot of food?

That must be in the warehouse of their frontline fortress!

In order to plunder the food that would allow them to survive, the offensive of these wild boars was insane.

The most terrible thing is that the number of wild boar people is quite large.

This frontline fortress was once attacked by hundreds of wild boars.

The fortress was almost breached.

Thanks to Hill's mammoths and Harold's ice bear warriors, they were very powerful.

Coupled with the joint resistance of the kobolds, werewolves and foxmen, this fortress was finally defended.

A battle that ended temporarily with the retreat of the boars.

"Shit! Are these guys still finished?!"

With a forceful wave of the two knives in his hand, all the blood stained on the knives was thrown away, and Li Liancheng scolded out of breath.

Gou Shan, who was standing not far away, glanced at the surrounding corpses without saying a word, then dragged his tired body and walked slowly towards the location of the fortress camp.

He was so tired that he didn't even have the strength to scold his mother.

In the winter of the bitter cold land, fighting like this can be said to be the norm.

But no one is used to it.

Because every battle is accompanied by great danger.

No one knows if they will survive the next time.

At the same time, in the depths of the bitter cold.

Along the way, it can be said that the white fox elder Ka Xin, who has gone through untold hardships, is standing shivering in front of a behemoth!

"Fox and fox people elder Kaxin, meet the great chief!"

The two short legs of the white fox elder Kaxin trembled uncontrollably.

This fear is entirely derived from the instinct of the species.

I saw at this moment, sitting in front of him, is a bear man covered in white hair, with an extremely burly body!

If it is calculated according to the tonnage alone, then the bear people are even stronger than the tiger people.

The height is generally close to four meters.

And this one in front of him is Bane, the patriarch of the Bearman clan in the Bitter Cold Land!

The size of the burly is actually more than that of ordinary bearmen.

Close to the level of five meters!

He is also one of the overlords in the depths of the bitter cold.

Therefore, the bear man Baine in front of him is also called the Great Chieftain by other orcs living in the bitter cold land.

The original gang of fierce wild boars, if they face the bear people, they basically only have to escape.

"I heard that you have something you want to pay tribute to me?"

The dull voice was almost like a Hong bell, making Ka Xin feel that his ears were ringing.

Resisting the discomfort, Kasin's face showed an almost flattering smile.

"Yes, yes, Great Chief, I got some rare things from humans before, so I came here specially to dedicate it to Great Chief."

"Oh? Got it from the humans?"

Hearing this, Bane showed a hint of interest on the huge bear's face.

Then he said...

"Bring it up."

Bain's words were obviously not aimed at Cassin.

How could Kaxin's things still be in his own hands after entering their territory?

It was taken away by the bear people long ago.

Now after hearing Baine's order, the bearmen next to him immediately brought those things up.

Their fox people tried their best to get it from Wanjie Civilization, which is nothing more than a few short spears of kobolds.

These short spears, held in the hands of orcs, such as kobolds and foxmen, whose physiques are relatively close to human beings, are quite like that.

But if it was held in the hands of Bane, who was close to five meters in size, it would be a bit funny.

Seriously, Bane was holding a short spear with his two fingers, as if he was holding a toothpick.

At this moment, Bain, who felt that he had been fooled, turned gloomy in an instant.

Kaxin, who noticed this change, for the sake of his own life, he hurriedly bite the bullet...

"Great Chief! Don't look at this thing is small, but it is a human weapon. It is very powerful. The front part can easily cut through the flesh. If you are stabbed by this thing in the front, you will lose your life if you are not careful."

"Oh?"

Hearing this, Bane looked at Cassin suspiciously.

Then, quite simply, he pricked his finger with the short spear.

Apparently, this gadget was not taken seriously at all.

As a result, this time, even Bane himself did not expect it.

A heart-piercing tingling sensation made him frown on the spot.

There is a saying that goes well, connecting your fingers to your heart.

The pain was obviously not that light.

At this moment, the entire front end of the short spear was completely submerged in his fingers.

At the wound, blood began to spill out quickly.

Surprised Bane.

Obviously did not expect that this human weapon is really so powerful.

But soon, Bane discovered another important thing.

Great so what?

A short spear the size of a toothpick, who do you expect him to kill with this?

It seemed that he saw through Bane's thoughts.

The white fox elder Kaxin hurriedly added...

"Great Chief, although this weapon is not very good, but the little one knows the location of the human camp, and those humans must know how to make this kind of weapon."

"So, as long as the human camp is knocked down, and those humans can make weapons of larger size according to the requirements of the Great Chief, there should be no problem."

"When the time comes, with such a powerful weapon, another Great Chief may not be your opponent."

It has to be said that in the orc world, the brains of the fox people are relatively fast.

Bane's eyes lit up decisively when he heard this.

"Okay, very good! Your name is Kaxin, right? As long as you can really find a human camp and create such a weapon, then I will cover your fox people in the future!"

In this regard, Cassin's face decisively showed a touch of ecstasy.

However, it didn't wait for him to be happy for a few more seconds.

Bain, who was sitting there, suddenly changed the conversation.

"But, if you dare to lie to me, you will know the end!"

While speaking, Baine grinned, revealing two rows of hideous fangs.

Frightened, Cassin hurriedly fell to his knees on the ground, shouting that he did not dare.

Bane was obviously very satisfied with Cassin's response.

Without further ado, he directly called a group of clansmen to come over, and then assembled a force and asked them to follow Kaxin to find the human camp.

As for himself, of course, he continued to occupy the territory of their bear clan.

He wouldn't give up the territory where the bear people have developed for so many years, and run to the periphery just because of Kaxin's words.

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