lcionline Chapter 312: Battle Begins
Chapter 312: Battle Begins
Several orcs searched the area step by step. The north was desolate. Just then, a patrol team from the Super Xiong tribe came over. "What are you doing here? Those orcs won't dare to run away!"
"Yeah, it's filthy and smelly here, and only a few of us would be assigned to patrol here!"
The squad leader scolded them, "This is all Captain Shiyuan's arrangement. We just need to wait and do our jobs!"
"Tch, everyone knows he accepted bribes to put people in easy jobs!" the orc said indignantly. "I'll tell the chieftain one day!"
Someone mocked him, "You? You'd better see the clan leader first!"
Upon hearing this, laughter erupted from all around, and the orc, enraged, was about to start a fight with him.
Taking advantage of the moment, Xi Zhao gave a look, and several men swiftly grabbed one of them with each hand, slicing off their necks in a single stroke.
Xi Zhao gently placed the body on the ground, then led his men into the dilapidated thatched hut.
Inside the thatched hut, a group of orcs were crammed together. They were disheveled, with ribs protruding one by one, and only wore animal skins.
They seemed oblivious to the noise outside, hugging their knees and shrinking into themselves, their eyes completely numb.
This should be the spoils of war that the Chaoxiong tribe seized.
At this moment, Xi Zhao recalled a slender and reserved figure. It seemed that his people had been defeated by the Chaoxiong tribe and become spoils of war.
Xi Zhao hesitated for a moment, then quietly pulled his head back. He had just glanced inside and didn't see Xiong Zhan, Xiong Zhi, or the other familiar giant bear tribe beastmen.
That means they must have been locked up somewhere else. It's obvious that the orcs of the giant tribes are incredibly powerful, so how could they be locked up in such a weak and flimsy place?
Xi Zhao lowered his voice, "Let's leave this place behind and go somewhere else."
We can't let them out now. Who knows if they'll turn on their rescuers like the high priest said?
However, Xi Zhao was afraid that there might be members of the Quan Guo tribe inside, so he could only keep them locked up for the time being and let them find it themselves after the battle was over.
After an unknown amount of time, the moon hung high in the sky, shining exceptionally brightly in the forest.
Shi Ming had just heard his father's decision from his men. He shoved the beauty in his arms away and stared wide-eyed. "What did you say? Father really said that!"
“That’s right, I heard it with my own ears!” The male orc smiled ingratiatingly at Lion Ming.
Lion Ming paced back and forth anxiously. He knew Lion Min, that crazy woman, and she couldn't stand the sight of any sub-beastman around him!
In the past, he quite enjoyed the feeling of being adored, but Lionheart wasn't simply infatuated with him!
He didn't want to spend his life tied to a crazy woman!
"No, I have to go find my father!" Shi Ming went straight out of the tent and headed to the center.
The journey was quiet, and Shi Ming was so engrossed in his thoughts that he didn't notice anything unusual.
When he reached the inner perimeter, he was surprised to see an orc sitting on the ground asleep in the distance.
Shi Ming was in a bad mood, and walked over to kick him, yelling, "You dare to sleep here while on guard duty!"
The expected scream did not occur; the orc slumped to one side, propelled by Lion's strength.
Lion Ming was startled, and then he saw a pool of scarlet blood slowly flowing from below the male orc's neck.
"Ahhh!" Shi Ming's eyes widened in surprise!
He took a few steps back in a panic, then shouted frantically, "Help! Help! Enemies!"
He shouted as he stumbled toward the central tent, but surprisingly, no orc responded to his calls.
Lion's heart sank. He randomly picked a tent and went inside. As soon as he lifted the tent flap, a strong stench of blood hit him! All the male orcs inside had been killed!
Who was it? Who could possibly have killed so many of them despite the Chaoxiong tribe's tight security?
Shi Ming immediately gave up calling for help from there.
He stumbled to the outside of the central tent, where there was a bull horn.
He blew the horn with all his might, and sure enough, sounds came from the tribe one after another: "Help! Help! Enemy attack!"
Lion King and Pig Waste in the central tent felt a chill run down their spines when they heard the horn. They exchanged a glance and hurriedly opened the tent flap. Pig Waste immediately spotted Lion King behind the horn.
Liongold turned his head and saw the corpses of male orcs scattered all over the ground.
Almost the instant the horn sounded, hundreds of unfamiliar orcs surged out of the shadows!
They all had black animal skin ropes tied around their arms, and their faces were painted with something unknown. These were things Lin Baiyan made to distinguish between friend and foe.
After these orcs revealed their true forms, suddenly, another group of orcs seemed to sense the call of their companions and swooped in from the east, west, and south.
Lion Gold immediately transformed into its beast form, opened its mouth wide, and roared. Pig Wilderness, which followed closely behind, transformed into a wild boar.
"Roar—" Attack! Attack! The silent night was suddenly broken by the roars of Lion Gold and Pig Wilderness.
Upon hearing their chieftain's call, the remaining beastmen of the Chaoxiong tribe transformed into their beast forms.
"Roar"—Kill them!
The raging lion gritted its teeth as it issued commands, its eyes filled with provocation and fury!
At the chieftain's command, the Mad Lion and the Fierce Boar were the first to charge towards the unfamiliar orcs.
Upon seeing this, Lang Cang immediately transformed into his beast form and challenged Zhu Huang, the chieftain of the Fierce Pig Tribe.
After him, the tiger, fox, weasel, reindeer, and rhinoceros all threw down their daggers and roared as they charged forward.
Weasel Ring charged straight to the front, hunting down the orcs of the Super Xiong tribe with reckless abandon.
He will avenge the hatred that his younger brother has kept hidden in his heart for nearly ten years!
The orcs of the reindeer tribe are similar; their sharp horns can pierce through an enemy's belly in an instant!
While assassinations are seen as a good thing, the orcs' innate bloodlust makes them prefer battles between beastmen.
This made them feel as if they had returned to the generation of their ancestors.
This is the most primitive way orcs fight.