I struggled to twist off the head of the outsider in front of me, but its struggle could not extend its life for even one second.
At this moment, there is the corpse of an enemy behind me, also with his body and head separated.
The young ant queen was protected at the rear, with a young warrior guarding him, while the other young warrior was surrounded by three outsider warriors and was already in danger.
I immediately rushed towards them and quickly killed another enemy.
I feel so hot inside that only killing can excite me. In this state, these enemies are no match for me. I can easily knock down and kill any of them in just one or two rounds. .
Perhaps feeling the threat from me, the remaining two enemy soldiers did not want to fight and immediately ran away. This is a normal reaction from a scout.
I caught up with one of the outsiders and killed it. But the other one fled away. The warriors who had been besieged before were already bruised and unable to pursue, while the warriors protecting the young queen did not dare to leave their posts and pursue them without permission.
As my blood gradually calmed down, I began to realize that something was wrong. The escaped outsider scouts would soon attract a large number of enemies.
——I am the dividing line——
Time goes back to a while ago.
After being separated from the old male ants, we immediately climbed down from the mulberry tree and began to move towards the edge of the tribal territory.
Our target was the hill where the tribe's former lair was located.
After losing the old male ant, I had to take on the responsibility again and determine the next course of action.
Based on past experience, I believe that the outsiders will mainly raid the fertile valley areas this time, and the barren hills will not be their target. Even with their military strength, they cannot control many hills.
So, we started moving quickly towards our destination.
But as we passed through a patch of dense grass, we encountered scouts from outsiders.
The strong wind kept blowing the grass, the grass blades rubbed against each other, and the dense rustling covered other sounds.
We were completely unaware of the approach of the outsider scouts, and neither were they.
Just as we turned around a grass stalk, five outsiders suddenly appeared in front of us.
Everyone was shocked, but after seeing that there were only five soldiers on the other side, another soldier and I bravely rushed forward.
Although the opponent has more numbers than us, they are not enough to form a dense formation that gives us a headache. And fighting in the grass is the specialty of our clan.
——I am the dividing line——
As soon as the battle was over, I immediately urged everyone to hurry up, hoping that the pursuers of outsiders would come slower and give us enough time to escape.
However, the young warrior who had been besieged by three outsiders was injured. She walked a few steps, limping, very slowly, and could not catch up with her other companions.
She was anxious, and so was I.
I made a decision and ordered the young soldier to escape in another direction.
She was surprised, I repeated my order and she did it.
She has limited mobility. I can't drag down the entire team because of her, and I can't put the queen in danger because of her.
And letting her escape alone might make the pursuers follow in the wrong direction. If she died, her sacrifice would be more valuable.
She is a qualified warrior, and I know she can understand what I mean, but she still does it without hesitation.
Now, of the small team that started out with five members, only three of us were left.
We continued to run for our lives, trying to hide in the shadows of trees and grass along the way, even if moving here would slow down our speed.
I am afraid, afraid of those flies that come and go freely in the sky. After fighting with outsiders for so long, I have understood that those flies are like scouts, able to discover the target's location and attract pursuers.
Sure enough, a dense "buzzing, buzzing, buzzing" sound of flapping wings soon came from the sky. From the gap in the leaves, I saw a dark shadow flashing past very quickly.
Those should be the flies from outsiders. Thanks to the cover of the grass, they did not notice us and flew forward.
We immediately sped up. Although the flies hadn't spotted us yet, the pursuers were definitely somewhere behind us.
Experienced warriors can trace the target from the traces on the ground and the residual smell. Although our team only has three members and the target is not as obvious as that of the large army, we do not dare to delay or place our hopes on luck. .
We ran through thickets of grass, through shades of trees, and ventured across open rocks and tidal flats. There are flies flying back and forth from the enemy in the sky, and there are enemy soldiers chasing behind us. We still have no way of knowing whether the tribe has been destroyed. We only know that we and the queen ant around us are the last hope of the tribe.
——I am the dividing line——
We had reached the edge of the valley, very close to where we had encountered the bark mantis.
But at this moment, I was not worried about this fierce insect at all. Instead, I was more worried about the pursuit of outsiders.
After all, there is still a chance to escape when facing fierce insects, but when faced with the siege of many pursuers from outsiders, once they are chased, even escaping is a luxury.
The young queen ant could no longer walk, her huge belly hampering her movements.
She is currently laying eggs, with an enlarged abdomen filled with unborn ant eggs. In the past, the queen ants would not leave the nest, but preferred to give birth quietly in the comfortable nest room.
Now, she had to run for her life, with her six slender jointed limbs supporting the movement of her huge and bloated body, letting the sharp stones and rough plants rub against her delicate and sensitive abdomen.
I knew she was in pain, although she did not complain to me, but was silently enduring it. But there was nothing I could do to alleviate her pain. I could only stop and let her take a break when she was really tired.
Now that the young queen can no longer walk again, we stop for a third time to rest.
This time, we chose to rest under a large rock. It was sheltered by stones and grass blades and could avoid the eyes and ears of flies.
But not long after I stopped, I smelled a disgusting odor.
Only then did I realize that the breeze had unknowingly changed its direction, and the odor was coming from the original downwind direction. The smell was strong, and it seemed that the source of the odor was very close.
I peeled back the grass blades in front of me and saw the huge carcass of a beetle standing out in front of me - not far from the resting place we chose.
This is a half-rotten beetle corpse, like a dung beetle. The carapace has cracked and fallen off, the thin wings have fallen aside, the abdomen has been deflated, and several maggots have come in and out of the holes drilled.
For a hunter who only eats fresh food, this is a disgusting sight.
