Although he had been separated from the forest for a long time, when Gamp stepped back onto the ground covered with dead leaves and large ferns, he naturally recalled his way home.

The deeper Gamp goes into Conglin, the more familiar everything around him becomes.

The tower trees around the tribe, the sour berries in the bushes, and the mud puddles where slimes gather, these are all his precious memories.

Where can I catch meat bugs and where can I catch green rabbits? Gamp knows his hometown so well.

Soon, a village surrounded by simple wooden fences appeared in front of Gamp.

Soldiers sitting vigil beside the bonfire, and there was still some light in the thatched house at home.

"Brothers and sisters! I'll be back."

Gamp wanted to shout, but before he could finish speaking, Gamp felt his body sink.

Two scout rats pinned him to the ground.

"Thank you idiot, your mission is accomplished."

Except for the human craftsmen who were ordered to be protected by Ictor, all the jackals in the village, whether they were old people or children, must die cleanly.

"Get up! Warriors of the tribe! There is an enemy attack!"

While Gan Luo was hesitating, the rat people had already set fire to a straw shed.

Even the gnoll women and children joined the fight. These tribesmen fought fiercely and the scene was chaotic.

At this moment, ratmen holding spears also rushed out of the darkness.

Gan Luo took the order and ran towards the gate with ten soldiers and the surviving women and children.

For consumables such as arrows, arrowheads and arrow feathers are actually not difficult to make. The key is the arrow shaft. This thing takes too many man-hours, resulting in the territory's bow and arrow production capacity far from keeping up with consumption.

In desperation, the scout rats had no choice but to evacuate before casualties occurred.

"Gan Luo, come here and help!"

The bright bonfire was burning brightly, but the rat people were not in a hurry to burn the place to the ground. Instead, several teams held tinder and waited for the signal to prevent the fire.

In short, the jackals just slashed and slashed randomly. Although the rats had learned some tricks, they couldn't use them when they were outnumbered.

The things in the village are the basis for their survival and must be rescued, otherwise the tribe will return to their primitive life and be bullied by other tribes.

Gan Luo! Take someone out to fetch water quickly! Hurry!"

After several noises, the smell of blood began to permeate the village.

The Stripped Chief is a powerful, tenacious warrior who does not panic in the face of such situations.

"thirty?"

"Find a good position and let him experience it for a long time."

"Cunning, those mice are really cunning! But the most urgent task is to save the village as soon as possible.

Scout Rat brought Gamp to Ictor and asked.

So they lost miserably.

"Want to shoot an arrow, clan leader?"

The warrior Gan Luo woke up his wife and hid behind the door holding a long knife.

Gan Luo shouted quickly, and the sound of swords clashing was heard from the next door.

The first ones to attack were the scout rats. These rat people who had gone through rigorous training already had some assassin skills.

asked the captain of the companion guard, who were equipped with nearly half of the crossbows and a large number of bows in the territory.

The two gnoll warriors responsible for keeping vigil were killed by four ratmen before they could issue a warning.

But Ictor just ordered:

"Arrows are too expensive, so let the melee team go first, and switch to the long-range team for throwing rocks."

The two teams of rat men immediately moved toward their respective positions. Under the leadership of the clan rats and pacesetter rats at all levels, each team entered the attack position in an orderly manner.

Gan Luo wanted to give chase, but when he saw more figures looming in the darkness, he hesitated on the spot.

A pacesetter rat walked in first, and was about to attack the frightened female jackal, but unexpectedly, a long knife struck directly from behind.

The scout rats were all experts at escaping, and they quickly disappeared into the village, leaving only the burning village and the helpless tribal warriors.

Peiba was shocked. The Peiba tribe was a large tribe with a population of more than a hundred people. More than half of the more than fifty tribal warriors were lost in one fell swoop.

It can only be said that it is barely enough for training. In order to be ready for war, Iket is reluctant to use crossbows and bows unless necessary.

The tribal warriors thought only of defending themselves against the wild beasts, but were never prepared for a war.

"Yes! yes! Kill! kill! That long-haired dog thing!"

But this was not over yet. After finishing all this, the rat people tied Gamp up again and tied his mouth up and down with vines.

The first thing the team leader did when he ran out of the hayloft was to call the team members to disperse and notify each team to set fire.

"Go back to the chief! Only these thirty people are left! I'm afraid everyone else is..."

The awakened tribal warriors have spontaneously started fighting with the Scout Rats. Because the Hawkeye Brigade is too spread out, many Jackals even have the advantage of having more to fight than fewer.

I saw a group of scout rats tiptoeing into the hay shed, and then I heard the muffled sound of knives chopping meat.

Fortunately, Gan Luo's eyes had not yet adapted to the sudden darkness, so the knife struck the rat's leather back, only scratching it.

"Gan Luo! How many warriors are left in the tribe?"

After receiving the instructions, the rat people had no choice but to go forward. Even though the clan leader had given the order, they couldn't do anything.

At this time, the jackal warrior with a keen sense of smell also woke up from his sleep.

"Team Hawkeye sneaks in, and when they have killed enough, they set fire to evacuate. Don't be reluctant to fight. The partner guards will surround you from the outside. Don't let any of them escape."

"Clan leader, how should we deal with this guy?"

In the light of the fire, Gamp rushed out with the women and children as the first batch, followed closely by the guarding soldiers.

Then it was time for the massacre of the brigade.

Iket waved his hand, and the scout rats took Gamp down, picked a small slope with a good view, and asked him to focus his eyes on the tribe.

He finally gave chase, but it was already too late.

Two rat-men skillfully lifted him up, and the other rat-man punched the tip of his nose. The broken bridge of his nose hurt so much that Gamp couldn't speak a word.

Peeling thought that the enemies had retreated and the attack should be over.

As for the other teams, they started from the gate and killed the jackals house by house.

The only good thing is that their chief is still alive.

The injured scout rat's first reaction was not to fight back, but led the team to run out of the hay shed.

After being dormant in the territory for nearly a month, Iket took the initiative for the first time and did not want to leave anyone alive.

Gan Luo hurriedly retreated, but most of the women and children who rushed out in the first wave were stabbed to death on the spot.

Some smaller gnolls got through the spears and were chopped to death by the swordsmen in the back row.

"There are still enemies! Warriors! Follow me and protect your family!"

Gan Luo shouted loudly, and the scattered warriors immediately gathered together and threw their spears into the darkness.
Chapter completed!