Huck roared with all his strength, his voice was rich and powerful, extremely penetrating, and seemed to be endless, like a roaring waterfall, completely drowning the Jackal's weird laughter.
When he finished his breath, even the night owls in the canopy stopped chirping, the jackals became silent, and the whole forest became eerily quiet.
Huck took a breath first and said excitedly to the others: "It's great to yell! You should try it too."
The half-elves stared at him like a monster, shocked by his deep and long aura.
Huck is clearly not a Venerable yet, nor is he a Dragon Vein, but he has just shown that he has at least reached the third level of life.
The Disa half-elf chooses a career or a dragon path, in the final analysis, to improve his life level. Special cases like Huck are truly shocking, representing a third path besides profession and dragon vein. Especially for professionals who came from the Legion and were hopeless masters, Huck's reason for improving his level was particularly attractive.
Max, the secret hunter, probably knew that the huge changes in Huck were brought about by Vertok. He didn't want the Iron Cross to pay attention to Huck's secret, so he opened his mouth to divert everyone's attention and exclaimed: "Wiltok , the feeling of danger has faded! Those jackals seem to have stopped approaching and chose to hide!"
"Lord Vertok, what should we do now?" Harker asked with a look of reverence. He didn't even express curiosity about the Jackal's retreat.
Wiltok thought for a while and said decisively: "It's time to take turns to keep watch, take turns to rest. Those who are resting should sleep well, and those who keep the night watch will keep the bonfire and help me with some preparations."
Jackals cannot be considered rare orcs, but there are few orc activities around Luoye City. The opponents of adventurers in Fallen Leaf City are mainly orcs and barbarians. Their knowledge of gnolls rested on the public information provided by the union. As for Huck and Max in Braun Town, they have not dealt with jackals in twenty years.
Vertok knew even less about the gnolls, but the goblin Wovo had been enslaved by the gnolls and later enslaved the gnolls. Its understanding of jackals can be said to be very profound.
In fact, the jackal is a powerful and dangerous monster with tenacious vitality and amazing physical fitness. The most profound memory Goblin Wowo had was when he and his companions were tracking a seriously injured and dying jackal. Until the target lay motionless on the ground, the goblin waited for another day and saw flies crawling onto the gnoll's wound. The goblins thought that the gnoll was completely dead and planned to eat its corpse to satisfy their hunger. As a result, the gnoll grabbed the nearest goblin and bit its neck off.
As second-level orcs, jackals are superior to half-elf professionals in all aspects of physical fitness. They can run two hundred kilometers in one breath; running on all fours, their charging speed is definitely faster than a half-elf with only two legs. Jackals also have keen perception, with well-developed senses of smell and hearing, and few animals can escape their tracking; their night vision ability allows them to move at night without being restricted by sight distance.
If gnolls have any shortcomings, it's their short lifespan. The average lifespan of an ordinary gnoll is less than 40 years old. However, this flaw does nothing to help Vertok escape danger.
Wiltok's gluttony talent and superior physical fitness have no advantage over the gnolls, let alone other half-elf professionals.
The current situation is that they are being targeted by a group of jackals, and they cannot get rid of them or run away. The gnolls will use their own advantages and follow them closely, harassing them endlessly. When the half-elf professionals become tired and weak, it will be their killing moment.
Jackals are typical opportunists who never miss an opportunity to hunt. But if there is no chance, they would rather let go than take risks, especially when there are others of the same kind around them.
Almost all predators try to avoid getting themselves hurt. Because, in the cruel nature, injury means weakness, and weakness will lead to elimination.
Jackals are an intelligent species, but their animalistic instincts are often greater than their reason, and the little bit of wisdom in their minds is always thinking about how to harm their companions.
The hobgoblin Wowo realized that gnolls like to hold each other back. They become weak when they are strong and become strong when they are weak. A group of jackals is not scary, and a lone wolf is not a problem, but you cannot drive a lone wolf to a dead end. At that time, it will explode into capabilities beyond imagination.
Therefore, when the great goblin Wowo encounters a gnoll, he will throw it some food and let his men beat it up. The gnoll will kneel down and eat Wowo's feces as a sign of submission.
You could say that gnolls are despicable, selfish and cruel in nature. But if selfish nature is considered in nature, it is not a shortcoming.
It's all about survival.
Vertok is not the hobgoblin Volvo. He could not, and could not, use the hobgoblin's methods to tame the gnolls.
However, the hobgoblin Wovo's knowledge of gnolls is still worth learning from.
Since we can't escape the pursuit of this group of jackals, we have no choice but to fight back!
Vertok made Harker roar, demonstrating to the Jackals and inviting battle:
bring it on!
We are here!
See who is the hunter and who is the prey.
The gnolls felt Harker's power and the half-elf's will to fight. But they don't want to get hurt, and they all want their companions to rush ahead and die.
As expected, the Gnoll stopped.
Captain Rhodes was confused and asked in a low voice: "Mr. Wiltok, what's going on? Are the jackals gone?"
Wiltok thought for a while and felt that based on the current situation, it was necessary to explain clearly to others, "This group of jackals may be stronger than us overall, but they are a group of selfish beasts and are not united; Huck just yelled , just like the warning issued by territorial beasts to them. The cunning gnolls are temporarily avoiding it, but our chance of getting rid of them is very small, almost impossible!"
"Next, we must stay united and rely on each other as a whole, so we don't have to worry about the jackals attacking us."
Although they are not superior in physical quality or even numbers, the difference between half-elves and gnolls is that they come from civilized countries. And civilization is against primitive nature.
Civilization advocates bravery and opposes cowardice; advocates mutual assistance and opposes selfishness; advocates loyalty and opposes betrayal. Even if some people are cowardly, selfish and like to betray, the moral standards respected by the civilized world will still have a profound impact on them. He must carefully hide his dark thoughts and prevent others from knowing his true nature. Otherwise, he will be spurned by his companions and become unable to move forward.
that's enough.
When a person hides his selfish thoughts, he is conquering his original nature. He will easily and quickly integrate into a team, allowing him to make the most of his abilities.
The core of civilization is solidarity and mutual assistance, from which everyone can benefit. From this it can be seen that the argument that civilization opposes primitive nature should be expressed as: civilization transcends primitive nature.
Even if the half-elf professionals of the Disa Alliance formed a temporary team, they would still be superior and more effective than the jackals who obeyed their instincts.
This is the key to Vertok defeating the jackals behind him!
"Our battle with the gnolls has begun, but it's not necessarily a fight."
Wiltok said seriously: "As long as we don't expose our flaws, the Jackals will not dare to act rashly. In the next few days, we may have to compete with the Jackals to see who is impatient and who will become weak first. If If we weaken, they will attack; if the gnolls weaken first, they will choose to give up the pursuit. In this way, we win, and no one is injured or bleeding."
He paused and then said: "Of course, everyone can put forward their own opinions. As long as they are reasonable, I will accept them. And I promise that I will not sacrifice any of my companions!"
Several adventurers from the Iron Cross Group looked at each other, and it was Rhodes who made the first statement.
"Mr. Wiltok, I believe in you. I will obey your arrangements and let us face this test together." He bowed to Wiltok.
Wiltok nodded and said: "The gnolls are used to attacking at night. I, the archers Lison and Bob, and the swordsman Seran will stay on guard for half the night. The others will rest first and stay on guard for the rest of the night. The archers will be on guard, and Seran will stay on guard for the rest of the night. Lan assisted me in setting up simple fortifications."
Everyone obeyed Wiltok's orders, resting and working.
Thran helped Wiltok stick the spiked wooden spears diagonally in the snow to form a defensive circle, and then cut branches to make more spiked wooden spears. In the second half of the night, Huck and others took over Wiltok's work and continued to make defensive tools and strengthen the sled.
All night long, there was no movement from the jackals. But everyone knows that they have not left, but are hiding not far away, observing the situation here with their green eyes.
The next morning, the team continued to move northwest. Since everyone was in a tense mood last night and many people didn't get a good rest, Wiltok deliberately slowed down and tried to preserve the team's combat fitness.
He began to pull the sled himself, letting the strongest Huck and Leeson break, and the others could get on the sled and take turns to rest.
The gnolls communicated with their roars, indicating that they had been following the team, keeping an invisible distance from the half-elf professionals.
Wiltok adjusted his direction again and found a group of white-tailed deer with his instinct of gluttony. The archers shot two doe deer, threw them onto the sleigh, quickly dispersed the herd, and continued on their way to the northwest.
Dispersing the herds of beasts encountered will make it more difficult for the gnolls to hunt and further widen the distance between the two parties.
It was only in the second half of the next night that the Jackals caught up with Vertok's team. They made strange calls in the periphery, trying to harass the half-elves to rest.
Vertok's various performances convinced the adventurers of the Iron Cross Regiment. Everyone's tense nerves began to relax and they maintained a high-spirited state of mind.
However, Wiltok vaguely felt that something was wrong, but found the source of the problem.
Three days later, the forest zone gradually became sparse, and a large area of open space appeared in the forest. The melting ice and snow made it difficult to walk on the ground like a swamp, and dragging the sled became more difficult, but with Wiltok's super physical strength, these were not difficult.
The problem is, the group of gnolls are still hanging behind them.
The forests are sparse and the open areas are expanding, which means less prey and the terrain is more suitable for development and farming. Vertok believed that it wouldn't be long before they could find the outskirts of Strom. Accordingly, this environment is not suitable for gnoll activities.
On the other hand, Vertok led the team to trek up to 25 kilometers a day. The half-elf professionals were in very good condition. Even the dark hunter Max could get off the sled. They collected branches along the way and processed more than 200 spiked wooden spears. On the sled were nine rabbits, two fat badgers, a deer, and a small basket of edible plant tubers.
Logically speaking, the gnolls should have given up, but they didn't.
Wiltok led the team across the open space many times. The gnolls behind him were afraid of becoming the target of the archers and did not dare to show up in the open space. The strange thing is that they would rather take a detour through the forest belt than chase after the half-elves.
The sky is getting darker and night is coming again. Dark Hunter Max said to Wiltok: "Vil, something is wrong."
Wiltok stopped, turned around and said, "Did you notice it too?"
Max nodded and said: "Yes, the feeling of danger is getting stronger and stronger... I suspect that the ones following us are not wild gnolls, but a group of orc bone collectors. If my guess is true, then This group of gnolls are scouts of the Bone Collector, and they are waiting for the Clawed Goblins behind them!"
Huck's arms were covered with stainless steel shield blades, and he said angrily: "If this is the case, there will be no peace tonight. We may have to fight the alien beasts!"
Vertok nodded silently and said to Hacker: "You have mastered the heart of the mirror, so you don't need two shield blades. You take a sword and give me a shield blade, and I can also act as the team's defender."
"We're not leaving. Captain Rhodes, hurry up and bring in as many wild melons, mushrooms, buds as you can...Huck, go chop down a few trees..."
"Tonight, we will set up camp in the open space in front of us."
