Farming Story of the Primitive Tribe in the Beast World

Chapter 302 I Must Be Here
Not to mention that the matter of going out to hunt fell through, the hunting team was ambushed and suffered heavy losses.

And the speed of the orc army of the Seven Clans is not unstoppable.

Just when Ji and others came back to explain the matter, Mu Kui treated the seriously injured, and the corpses of those dead clansmen were hurriedly cremated.

The orcs who were guarding outside the animal defense cave hurried back.

"They're here!"

Just this one sentence made everyone in the Winged Tiger Clan raise their hearts.

"All the females retreat to the rear, watch over the cubs in the tribe, and don't let them run around."

Immediately, Meng issued an order.

His tower-like figure stood up resolutely, stood in front of everyone, and guarded the main entrance of the animal defense cave.

"Boss, your injuries are not fully healed yet."

Seeing this, the clansmen couldn't help but remind them aloud, feeling worried about it.

"Time is running out!"

Said categorically.

"With my strength, as long as I'm still standing here, they won't dare to be too presumptuous."

During the beast tide, those birds and beasts were all a group of crazy attacking guys who lost their minds.

Naturally, they will not be afraid of the strength of the fifth-order peak.

Therefore, at that time, Meng didn't make a fuss to stand up, because it wouldn't have much effect.

He, after all, is still in a state of unhealed internal injuries.

Right now, it's just a bit of a bluff. If you have real strength, you may not be able to beat it.

"With my care, the clansmen will lose less."

This strong man like an iron tower now has firm eyes and majestic eyebrows.

He unleashed the aura that belonged exclusively to the peak of the fifth order, with a coercive coercion that made everyone silent, unable to utter any rebuttal words.

At this time, he was really like a majestic giant mountain, straddling in front of everyone, like a sea needle, calming everyone's minds.

"Haha! Good! With your words, if we don't show some real strength, then we can't justify it."

Silver Eagle smiled heartily.

Basically, those orcs with the highest strength in the tribe all have housekeeping skills.

It's just that it's not always easy to release a big move, so they usually don't use it.

"With the leader here, we can rest assured and work hard."

"Fuck those weak chickens and three-legged cats to death!"

Immediately afterwards, the males echoed one after another.

Even if, Meng might not even be able to beat the trick now, he can only bluff people, and he will not make a move easily.

However, with him in charge, the clansmen are really at ease.

After all, the most powerful of their tribe is Meng He Ji.

As the main force, Ji must fight at the forefront.

Meng stood aside and guarded the words.

One of his peak fifth-order strength is known to all seven tribes, and they must have a lot of worries if they want to make a move.

In order to demonstrate the majesty of their Yihu tribe, let other tribes know that this is not a place where they can run wild.

The fierceness has killed the strong of all ethnic groups in the past.

Once bitten, twice shy.

Even if they knew Meng was seriously injured, the other races would still deal with it cautiously.

But now, the other clans have guessed about Meng's real situation, but they don't know the truth.

Under such circumstances, they are even more afraid to stroke the tiger's whiskers easily, to test whether Meng's strength is lost or not.

"Take care of yourself!"

Looking at the group of males who stood resolutely in front of these weaklings without fear or flinching, Mu Kui just paused and said these two words solemnly.

Then, she retreated to the rear along with the other females.

When the tribe is in crisis, the old orcs will also go to the battlefield.

Therefore, at this time, Grandpa Qin and others did not retreat to the rear with Mu Kui and the others.

Because Mu Zhao, Si and others were all seriously injured, they were also being recuperated in the rear.

Today, those who stand at the door of the anti-beast cave to meet the attack of the seven clans have the lowest strength of the third rank.

Mu Kui stopped at a corner intersection where he could just see the situation on the front line.

"Just here, so that I can treat the clansmen who were sent down faster, and I can also see the situation ahead."

That's what she told the orcs.

"But, Aoi, you are too close to the battlefield. What if some orcs from other races break through the blockade of the males and come to you?"

Some females hesitated, trying to persuade Mu Kui to give up, and together with them, retreated to the place where they treated the injuries of the clansmen during the beast tide.

"No, looking at the situation on the battlefield like this, I can rest assured."

Mu Kui said firmly.

During the beast tide, the place where they treated the seriously injured belonged to the real rear area.

There are several turns to be made, and the distance to the front line is three times that of Mukui's current position.

Here, if someone is injured or disabled, Mu Kui can treat them faster.

But if it is changed to the rear.

Then, the time for the seriously injured to be sent will be more than three times the current time due to the need to turn several corners along the way.

Moreover, there is another point that Mu Kui is ready to use witchcraft when the opportunity arises.

Poisons such as Lingluoxiang, which can only be effective on first and second-order orcs, are not considered seriously.

The reason for being able to travel such a long distance was to take down the orcs of the seven tribes of the Yihu tribe. Mu Kui reckoned that those with the lowest strength all started at the second level.

Unless, like the Rat Clan, there is an urgent need to consume population and a large number of cannon fodder, they will come up with first-order orcs.

The zero-level Rat Clan is too weak, even the females of the Winged Tiger Clan are far inferior.

Most of them are active in the resident of the Rat Tribe, and they dare not come out easily.

This is similar to the fact that the cubs of the Mavericks are only allowed to stay at home during the dry season.

Under the harsh environment of the Beast World, the loss rate of Rat clansmen, from cubs to adults, is frighteningly high.

However, even so, they will still have a population expansion, and they have to send cannon fodder to continuously invade other tribes.

It has to be said that this astonishing fecundity and frequency of cubs is quite acceptable.

Like mice, there are more than a dozen or dozens in a litter, as well as pigs, rabbits, and chickens.

It's just that the wild boars of the Tusk tribe are all rough-skinned and thick-fleshed guys, and they are omnivorous, mainly eating grass.

Therefore, there is no population expansion like the Ratfolk.

"No, it's too dangerous."

Seeing that Mukui insisted on staying in such a place where he could face the battlefield, someone immediately objected.

"Aoi, think about Zhao! If you have something wrong, what should Zhao do? He is still hurt so badly now."

Even Ye Du resorted to his trump card, trying to change Mukui's stubborn idea through the bond of family affection.

Hearing this, Mu Kui was also somewhat reluctant and hesitant.

But soon, she said with difficulty: "I know."

"But, I have to be here!"

Not here, she felt uneasy.

If she wasn't here, her abilities and her idea of ​​doing her part for this stormy ethnic group would all come to naught.

Mu Kui didn't want this.

(End of this chapter)