The jackal man Man Ya, with scars all over his body, wandered aimlessly in the wilderness until his keen nose smelled a strong smell of meat, and he found a hidden cave following the source of the smell.
Manya is not young at all. At the age of forty-five, he has already gone downhill among the jackals, and he no longer has the same physique as when he was young. If it were just an ordinary male jackal, it would not be a big deal at this age, but because Man Ya was originally the leader of the Bone Fire Tribe, at this time he could no longer rely on force to frighten the challenge of the new generation of power in the tribe, and finally in Last night, he was defeated at the hands of his own child, Wild Claw, and became the former leader of the Bonefire Tribe who was exiled to the wilderness.
Fortunately, his own bloodline somewhat cared about the old relationship, allowing Manya to keep the long sword that he had followed for many years. This would become Manya's most important weapon to survive in the wilderness. Of course, if he hadn't still held on to the sword before he was defeated, still had the strength to fight, and even threatened Manzhao's physical and mental safety, Manya believed that he would not be able to keep the sword. .
"Thank my God!"
Man Ya smelled the scent of delicious food, and a trace of anger flowed from the cracks in the canine teeth at the corner of his mouth. While his eyes full of desire stared at the dark hole, he did not forget to thank the god he believed in - the jackal on the 422nd floor of the bottomless abyss. Yeenoghu, King of Men.
In Man Ya's superficial understanding, the grassland he is currently in belongs to the Green Field Tribe, the Bone Fire Tribe's long-standing rival. However, the Green Field Tribe's actual camp is still five miles southwest of here. Liuli Di, and because he understood the rules of action of the Green Field Tribe, Manya quickly judged that the presence of people grilling food in the cave at this time was definitely not a large force of the Green Field Tribe, but should have sneaked out of the camp. A solitary individual, hiding in this hidden place and enjoying eating alone.
This situation is common in the wilderness. Intelligent creatures that accidentally harvest a meal or two always hide it selfishly, quietly find a hidden place to digest it, and slowly enjoy a meal that fills their stomachs.
However, Manya never considered that the fragrant smell of this food was very different from the smell of their usual food, which might mean that there was a greater danger hidden in the cave.
From being driven out of the tribal camp last night to now, Manya, who has never tasted food or drink, can still distinguish the difference in the smell of food. Manya has long been seduced by food into a greedy man. Using the instinct of a predator, he let go He slowed down and quietly approached the cave, but he didn't pay attention to the clicking sound of a loose branch blocking the entrance of the cave in the darkness under his feet, being stepped on by Man Ya.
Man Ya, who rushed into the cave, only had time to say a word, but his words were cut off by the mace coming towards him. The long sword met with his arms sinking, and Man Ya painfully discovered the target he was facing. He may not be weaker than his current weak self. Then a thick wooden stick followed closely, turning into a shadow in front of Man Ya's eyes. Man Ya only had time to lift the mace and tilt his head, but the thick wooden stick that came from behind hit his scalp and right side. My ear, and for a moment, the whole right side of my face hurt like it was being torn apart.
Allen, who failed in the first attack, did not hesitate at all. He waved the mace away again, poured all his strength into his hands again, and continued to hit the jackal with force, without giving Barbarian Fang a chance to breathe. At this time, Shitou lost his previous clumsiness. After succeeding in the blow, he once again gathered his strength and raised the wooden stick, preparing to take advantage of Allen's next blow to deal a fatal blow to his opponent.
The battle in the wilderness is always so cruel and direct. The collision of maces, thick wooden sticks and long swords echoes in the dark cave. Manya relies on the advantage of dark vision to maintain the disadvantage, but he is also tenacious. Put yourself in a desperate situation and be hit by the opponent. Although, he had calmed down at this time and clearly realized that escape had become impossible.
The individual strength of gnolls is slightly superior to that of bugbears. Generally speaking, the level of gnolls is one level higher than that of bugbears, especially since they have a god who protects them - the powerful king of gnolls, Yeenoghu. , so that the lucky ones among them can learn some combat skills, or simply become Yeenoghu's priests, be given magical powers by him, and become his priests.
However, it is obvious that there are no devout believers among the Gnolls of the Bone Fire Tribe in the past twenty years. Yeenoghu, the King of Gnolls, has not imparted any magical skills or combat skills, and Manya, the former chief of the Bone Fire Tribe, is no more. It is through strong physical strength that one gains an advantage in battle.
The physical body alone has almost reached the level 8 peak warrior professional quality, and the long sword in his hand is Manya's capital for survival, and it is also what he dares to rely on to get into the cave alone, but he did not expect that what he has to face is two people. The physical strength of a bugbear has almost reached that of a level 7 warrior.
As a single bugbear, even if he faced the current leader of the bugbear clan, Splitclaw, Manya would not be afraid, even if he was hungry and had new injuries on his body. But when he faced two lively young bugbears who cooperated with each other skillfully and tacitly, forcing him to defend hard without being able to launch any counterattack, his heart was filled with despair.
"Man Ya, surrender, good man, don't kill!"
Seeing that his physical strength was weakening and he had a few new wounds on his body, Man Ya could only barely defend himself while uttering words of surrender in broken goblin language.
Allen did not respond, and swung the twenty-pound mace at the opponent again and again. Under his leadership, the stone did not stop and continued his heavy blows. With the strength of Allen and Shitou trained over many years, the actual power of maces and thick wooden sticks is almost the same as that of today's Barbarian Fang. Fighting ten times with one force, Allen and Stone fought like a hammer without any tricks. He exerted an unimaginable advantage in this narrow space and suppressed Man Ya, who had the physical fitness of a level 8 warrior, so that he could not move.
Until Man Ya's strength was exhausted and he could no longer block the stone's wooden stick, he was hit with a head-on blow by Allen, which broke one of Man Ya's eyeballs, causing turbid liquid to flow out. At the same time, Man Ya was accompanied by a hoarse cry of pain, but less than half a breath after the sound came out, the stone and wooden stick that followed hit the place where Allen hit before, and a stream of white brains came from the jackal. The water flowed out from the person's five orifices, and Man Ya's cry of pain stopped abruptly.
In Man Ya's remaining eyeball, the vitality slowly dissipated, and the originally strong body turned into a pool of soft mud. The anus was opened out of control, and there was a smell of feces and fragrant barbecue. Mixed together, the smell of the small cave becomes weird.
"Haha, jackals, food, barbecue."
The big-headed Stone didn't care about the unpleasant smell in the cave at this time. He grinned and pointed at the body of the jackal on the ground and said happily.
"Well, our dinner is ready today."
Allen was also very happy, which was why he had not accepted Manya's surrender before. He had long made up his mind to kill the jackals who suddenly broke in and use them as a source of food for the next two days.
