Undead Farm

Chapter 382 The Banished Ngawang
Hao Deer frowned, glanced at Ye Sangeng, Ye Sangeng shrugged his shoulders indifferently.

"You leave ten warriors, and I will leave a batch of food for your villagers. Oh, by the way..."

Hao Deer drew out the dagger and slashed at his palm, then pressed it on a piece of cloth before the wound healed.

"Take this as a protection flag, it should be useful."

"Thank you, my lord, thank you, my lord!"

Awang's eyes were red, and his nose and tears were about to flow out.

Being able to get a batch of food in advance is a great kindness to them, and this flag with the bloody palmprint of the ancient orc is the biggest key, enough to make those guys who want to take advantage of their family while they are away Weigh it well:
Can I bear the anger of an ancient orc who is destined to become an epic!

"Then you guys go back to rectify first, we'll wait for you for 10 minutes, if you don't arrive after 10 minutes, then don't come." Ye Sangen said with his chest in his arms.

"A mere human, what right does he have to give orders to us!" A kobold with spots all over his body showed a fierce look.

"Since I am the head of this caravan, by the way, you still have 9 minutes."

"you!"

"Ban! Move the food back first, let's talk about it later!"

The one-eyed Ngawang suddenly stretched out his hand to stop the spotted kobold, and the latter glanced at the late night watcher, then reluctantly ran back to the village carrying the food.

This opportunity is so rare, even if it wants to be angry with humans, it has to endure it, everything is for the family!
"Why are you making trouble?! How can we carry out our mission with these kobolds?!" Eddie said angrily.

Ye Wanbai hadn't answered yet, but Iwan Wubai cupped his hands in admiration: "I understand the intention of Captain Ye! This is the most effective way to make our caravan less dazzling!"

"This is just the periphery of the beast race. Since they have benefited most from trade, they have less hatred for humans. But when we go deep into the Beast Empire, a purely human caravan is almost a caravan. The thorns I want to pull out!"

"No matter how low-key we are, we can't avoid those guys who want to make trouble, but if our caravan is dominated by orcs and there are fewer humans, then the impact will not be so great!"

Ye Sangen nodded: "That's what it means. Originally, the best way is for us to pretend to be slaves, but some people here are really bad at acting, so there is no way."

"Hey! Who do you think has poor acting skills?!" Eddie waved his fist, but no one paid him any attention.

"But Captain Ye, can these fifty kobolds do it?" Ivan Wubai asked with a frown as he watched the group of kobolds saying goodbye to the people in the village.

Ye Sangen shook his head: "Of course not, we'd better use Hao Deer's name to recruit some thugs later, tsk tsk, don't say that the name of the ancient orc is really useful!"

"Then... how much do you charge?"

Ye Sangeng smiled:

"The more the better!"

After recruiting fifty kobold warriors from the kobold village, Ye Sangeng followed up and recruited seven villages one after another along the way, and finally assembled a 500-member ancient beast guard team!

If it weren't for the uncontrollable and too exaggerated too conspicuous, the third night would continue!

And the name Ancient Beast Guard was created by those guys who admired Hao Deer themselves, and has nothing to do with him.

"Tch, what's wrong with calling the Gold Coin Jingle Bell Team!"

"Cough, cough, but you, the caravan manager, can still sit still. It's really admirable! Night manager!" Iwan Wubai laughed.

There are more orcs, so it's natural for them to be uncomfortable with humans like them, but still no one can replace Ye Sangeng's position in this huge team.

Ye Sangen shook his head, and pointed to the orcs chatting happily with weapons:
"It's actually very simple. You see, all the low-level orcs I recruited are those marginalized and low-level orcs. They are eager to hug a thigh, so it's okay to bear it for a while."

The Ancient Beast Guards are not just kobolds, but most of them are half-orcs that even the orcs are unwilling to admit.

Because of their impure bloodlines, these poor fellows living on the border of the Beast Empire, even goblins who are not recognized by the orcs can stand on their heads and show off their might, even if one half-orc can kill five goblins...

Their biggest goal in this life is to become a vassal of a powerful orc clan, but most of the time they can only become slaves and let the other party take their lives and kill them.

Even the kobolds can be regarded as a civilian branch of the orcs, and their status is not known to be much higher than them. It's just that some marginal villages sometimes don't receive the favor and live in poverty.

Now that the ancient orc, Hao Deer, is providing them with protection, they really want to burn incense, how dare they do anything to annoy this human chief who has an unusual relationship with Lord Hao Deer.

In case they were expelled because of this, where would they have to cry?

but……

"Captain Awang, I think the fighting power of your fifty kobold fighters is not bad, how did you mess up so badly?!"

Awang glanced at the third night with one eye, and didn't want to pay attention to him at first, but for some reason, a temptation from the depths of his soul made him couldn't help but want to get close to that nasty little boy, and lick him hard .

Pooh!I am straight!

"Hmph! You have good eyesight. You must know that we were once regular troops! It's just... we were exiled by the chief..."

Banished?
Ye Sangen blinked, and the bone stick hidden in his hand shook slightly again.

"Hmph! It's not because of you humans!"

Awang bared his teeth, but almost couldn't restrain the spout of saliva, he turned his head quickly:
"We rescued a pig-headed child, but the chief expelled us in order to clear up the relationship."

"Where's that pig-headed kid?" Ye Sangen stopped in his tracks and asked.

Awang turned his head to look at the middle of the night, showing a mouthful of snow-white canine teeth, and a half-smile smile: "Eat it,"

"by me."

A small race that blatantly harbored pig-headed people was slaughtered. If Awang didn't do this, the only thing that would welcome him and his family would be death.

It was not surprising at all that this happened at midnight, but his teammates were not as adaptable as him, and they all trembled.

To his surprise, he couldn't see any hatred in Awang's eyes.

"You don't hate?"

Awang carried the machete on his shoulder and shook his head: "Who do you hate?"

"Anyway, I'm no different from the guy I ate, we're both weak and powerless, and in this world, things that can break through empires, races, and bloodlines,"

"Only power!"

"If you want to hate me, you can only hate me for not being strong enough! Do you understand me? My human manager!"

(End of this chapter)