"You four, aren't you going to talk yet?"
In the center of the tribe, four lion men have been tied up. They all have some scars on their bodies. It seems that they must have been beaten up.
"Tough talk." As he said this, Yang Yu picked up his Ren Bing whip again and started beating the lion man's younger brother again.
"Brother, big brother, don't beat me. Let's say, you have to ask too! You didn't ask anything, you just beat me!" After being beaten for a while, a lion boy said with a sad face.
"Huh? Didn't I ask?" Yang Yu turned his head and asked his partner beside him.
On the side, Ren En and his group shook their heads slightly. It seemed that Yang Yu knew about it and didn't ask.
It seems that Yang Yu just beat them crazily without asking anything, and at the same time asked them to say, it would be strange if they could say anything.
"Okay, then let me ask you, where will your eldest brother go? How many people are there in your force, and how far away are they from here?" Yang Yu suddenly regained his serious expression, and his questioning tone was also very serious.
"Uh, brother, he, he's going back..., ah! ah!" On the ground, a lion-man boy seemed to be afraid of something, hesitating when he spoke, and the next second he screamed.
Because at this moment, a snow-white stabbing sword was piercing into his ankle.
The lion people on the side not only didn't think Yang Yu was scary, but also nodded silently to Yang Yu, not because they had no sympathy. It's because these little lion men usually act like a fox and a tiger, and they are often bullied when they act arrogantly.
"Now that you think about it, can you tell me smoothly?" Ren Bing returned to Yang Yu's hands again, and Yang Yu started to ask again.
"I remembered it, I remembered it. The boss should have gone back to the medium-sized camp. It's a day's journey from here. There are about a hundred people in the central camp. The strongest one is his brother Wo Leba, the fifth-level beast spirit warrior master. ”, after being taught a lesson, this young man speaks really fast, he can say whatever he has to say.
"Medium-sized camp, what does this mean? Keep talking." Yang Yu naturally caught the key point of the lion man's words.
"Local security forces" like them are generally divided into three sizes: small camps, medium camps, and large camps.
The original intention of the establishment of the local security army was to protect the safety of ordinary tribes in the surrounding areas and to assist the army in resisting attacks by the crocodile people.
However, the army was afraid that the local security forces would be too powerful, so they only set up large camps.
A small camp usually has less than twenty people. The strongest person is below the master of spiritual skills. He is usually responsible for patrolling and collecting a small amount of prey from the tribe.
From the beginning, the local security forces were really there to protect the tribe, and the tribe was willing to provide prey.
Later, as the frequency of crocodile man attacks became less frequent, the security forces gradually became useless. However, these security forces were unwilling to give up such a well-maintained job.
Slowly, various small tribes gradually changed from active offerings to passive offerings. Moreover, the people in this small camp became more and more greedy, asking for more and more prey.
Small camps are like this mainly because of the acquiescence and pressure of medium-sized camps and even large camps.
Medium-sized camps generally have more than a hundred people and are located in the center of various large and small camps. Generally, the strongest person's rank is below King Lingwu.
The frontal battlefields are all handled by legions, and local security forces like them are no longer useful. The medium-sized camps are not willing to disband like this, but they are embarrassed to ask for it directly from the tribes.
So this happened. The tax standard for large camps was that a tribe of thirty people turned in one prey per week, but they asked for it from the medium-sized camps.
The medium-sized camp requires two prey from the small camp, according to the standard of two prey for a tribe of thirty people;
But when they arrived at the small camp, that is, when Wo Lei E faced the tribes directly, it was the tribe of thirty people who asked for three prey.
This is like a dynasty in a certain world. The emperor took away ten taels of silver from each victim. Now, after layers of deductions from officials at all levels, only a few cents are left in the hands of the victims. And the aloof emperor, But I always thought I was doing a good job.
However, it is different in this Forest of Ten Thousand Beasts. The large camps are aware of the tax increases for medium-sized camps and small camps, but their attitude is acquiescence. After all, no one is willing to work in vain.
Like this, in the end, their lives were prosperous, but it was the nearby tribes who suffered.
This large camp usually has more than 500 people. The strongest person is below Lingwu Sage and is located in the center of a jurisdiction.
Nowadays, in the eyes of ordinary people, there is no longer any local security force. What there are are these local gangsters who look like dogs. And where there are gangsters, there are more or less soldiers and gangsters.
These soldiers are the army nearby. The army is responsible for the security around the entire family. Naturally, they do not have time to hunt, and they will naturally collect prey from small tribes.
The strongest among the soldiers was also a Beast Spirit Martial King. He was also an upright person at the beginning, but when there was no reward for squandering blood, and compared to being a woman who was free and comfortable doing evil, he chose the latter.
Thanks to the help of soldiers and local ruffians, taxes met the requirements of the army and their needs at all levels. The only thing that did not satisfy them was the lives of ordinary people.
But the words of ordinary people could not be conveyed, and they would either be stopped by ruffians or soldiers. In the eyes of the strong, ordinary people live a good life under their protection.
After listening to what the lion man said, Yang Yu's teeth were clenched tightly, and his eyes seemed to be able to kill people.
He really didn't expect that the life of the orcs was so bad. If he compared it like this, Yang Yu believed that not only the lion family, but also other families and any realm, there would be ordinary people like this who have been exploited. .
"Sir, sir, I said everything you asked, you can't kill me!" Seeing Yang Yu's expression, the lion man was so frightened that he did anything but kowtow. .
"Well! I'm different from you, but I want to leave, but I'm afraid I can't do it today." Yang Yuliang came to Ren Bing and said with murderous intent.
"Sir, please..." Before the lion man finished speaking, they fainted.
It is true that Yang Yu did not kill them, he just knocked them unconscious, but Yang Yu would not let them go. These scum would continue to harm people if they were let go.
"Little brother, take Jing'er and the others away! Then Wo Leiba will definitely come tomorrow." When the lion man's younger brothers all fainted, Wo Lei said to Yang Yu.
And when Yang Yu looked over, everyone on the side looked exhausted physically and mentally.
These old lions have poor physical strength to begin with. After the exhaustion just now, it is estimated that it will be difficult to take two steps.
As for the three Worains, they finally woke up, but now they are seriously injured again. Let alone recovered, it would be great if they are no longer in a coma.
"No, we can't leave. According to our condition, it might be more dangerous to go out." After thinking about it for a while, Yang Yu still rejected the idea.
"Little brother, I, we..." For a moment, Wo Lei didn't know what to say. If it weren't for them, Yang Yu would not have stayed here.
But then again, without their treatment, Yang Yu and his party would have died outside long ago.
"Brother Ayu, Jing'er, Jing'er is so grateful." On the side, Wo Leijing knelt down in an instant and cried while talking. This scene seemed like Yang Yu had done something bad.
"Sister Jing'er, stop talking. It's all my fault for being slow to come back. You go back and rest! I still have things to do." After helping Wo Leijing up, Yang Yu waved them back.
After everyone settled down again, Yang Yu sat with Ren and the others.
"At the beginning of the month, what happened on that day?" This was not only what Yang Yu wanted to ask, but even Worain and Wokakezi also wanted to know.
in all of them
When they all fainted and lost their fighting power, how did Bai Yuechu, who was only a master of spiritual skills, lead a few of them to escape from Wharton's pursuit.
"Oh, like this, that day..." Looking at the sincere eyes of Yang Yu and the others, Bai Chuo started talking about what happened that day.
That day, when Yang Yu completely lost consciousness, Bai Yue Yue stood in front of them alone.
At that moment, Bai Yue was ready to die, but Wharton's killing claw did not come out.
To be more precise, Wharton's killing claw came out, but it was controlled in mid-air.
Bai Chuchu still remembered that at that time, ten orcs with the ability to fly appeared behind her. The ten orcs used their spiritual power together, and Wharton's killing attack was blocked.
After Wharton saw the orcs who suddenly appeared during his mission, he didn't hesitate at all. He abandoned his men and quickly left there.
But the crocodile men commanders were very powerful. In order to buy Wharton time to leave, they all died in the hands of these ten orcs.
"This is what happened that day." Bai Yue lowered his head and sighed, as if that memory was not a good one.
"This can make Wharton kill and run away. It should be a medium-sized patrol team. It seems that our lives should not be cut off!" After thinking for a while, Wharton showed an expression of surviving the disaster.
Indeed, at the junction with the crocodile people's realm, there are search teams of various sizes. Their strength is above that of the Spiritual Skill Saint. These are extremely elite teams. They are many times more powerful than these local security forces.
Just like more than ten years ago, when the families of Ren and Kakezi were besieged and killed, a small patrol team saved them in the end.
"Well, this patrol team shouldn't be responsible for rescuing people!" Yang Yu said helplessly, thinking that he seemed to have woken up once.
It seems that if the ten Lingwu Lords were willing to save them, they wouldn't have let Bai Yue Yue drag his seriously injured body and pull the wooden board to lead them away.
"At the beginning of the month, did something else happen in the meantime? Tell us everything you know!" Yang Yu asked again, thinking of his Naling Ring that was sealed for no reason.
When Yang Yu asked this, Bai Yue's face became even worse, as if something really happened.
