Chapter 351 Counterattack

After hearing this, Lang Ce's eyes were filled with surprise and admiration. He raised his hand and patted Xia Yueke's shoulder heavily, praising her sincerely:

"Well done, Coco! This chaos is just perfect, it's a stroke of genius!"

Qi'an stared at the leopard camp in the distance, where noises rose and fell, and chaos spread like a surging tide.

He looked calm and analyzed clearly:

"They're in chaos right now, which is the perfect opportunity for us to attack. The Leopard leader must be extremely troubled by this chaos, and the camp's defenses will be much lax. This is our opportunity to break through."

Qian Jingyao tightly grasped the bone knife in his hand, his joints turning white from the force, his eyes burning with rage, and he cursed hatefully:

"This tribe has committed countless evil deeds and is full of evil. Today is their end!"

Originally, he still felt a little reluctant. After all, they were all from the orc tribe and each had their own difficulties in survival.

But when he witnessed the tragic conditions in the cell with his own eyes, the imprisoned orcs were tortured, and the leopard orcs did not treat them as their own kind at all, the last trace of pity in his heart was replaced by anger, and at this moment, he was left with only determination.

Long Xiaoyu moved his wrists, and the joints made a "cracking" sound, as if it was the prelude to death.

The corners of his mouth curled up into an extremely cold smile, as if he couldn't wait to tear the enemy into pieces:

"I've been wanting to meet their leader for a long time. I want to see how capable he is. Today I must show him what happens if he messes with us!"

Luo Cihe quickly took out some herbs from the package and mixed them skillfully, his tone calm and steady:

"I have some drugs here that might be useful at a critical moment to catch them off guard."

Everyone gathered together, discussed in low voices, and quickly formulated a battle plan, deciding to split the troops into two groups.

Lang Ce, Qian Jingyao, Long Xiaoyu and Luo Cihe formed an assault team to assassinate the leader of the leopard tribe.

Xia Yueke and Qi'an were responsible for supporting the outside, using herbs and strategies to create more chaos and prevent any leopard orcs from supporting the leader.

The three men of Langce were like ghosts in the dark night, agile and quietly sneaking towards the Leopard Clan camp.

Along the way, they flexibly shuttled through the chaotic crowds and shadows, cleverly avoided the panicked leopard orcs, and successfully arrived at the leader's residence.

There were only a few guards outside the residence. Their attention was completely drawn to the chaos outside, and they were absent-minded while standing guard.

Lang Ce's eyes flashed, and he made a quick gesture. Qian Jingyao and Long Xiaoyu understood his intention and rushed forward like arrows from a bow. The two of them worked together in perfect harmony, dispatching the guards in a few quick moves, their movements smooth and effortless, without making a single sound.

The four of them entered the house quietly and saw the leopard leader sitting on a stone chair.

He was tall and strong, with muscles like steel, and bulging veins like dormant snakes, showing his strength.

There was a long scar on his face that ran diagonally from his forehead to his chin. It looked particularly hideous and terrifying in the light of the fire, as if it was a mark of sin left by the years.

He frowned and listened to his subordinates' reports with an angry look on his face, exuding a terrifying sense of oppression.

Seeing this, Lang Ce shouted, "Prepare to die!"

He rushed forward first like a tiger pouncing on its prey.

The leopard leader reacted extremely quickly. Almost at the same moment, he swung his strong arms and instantly pulled out the long bone knife from his waist to block.

For a moment, the room was filled with flashes of swords and the sound of metal clashing.

The leopard leader was indeed very powerful. Every time he swung his sword, there was a whistling sound and his strength was astonishing.

Although the four Langce men cooperated well with each other, they were unable to take him down for a while, and the two sides fell into a fierce stalemate.

Qian Jingyao's eyes were as sharp as a torch. He took advantage of the gap in the leopard leader's attack, exerted force suddenly, and slashed his arm with a knife.

The leader roared in pain, nearly dropping the sword in his hand. Seizing this fleeting opportunity, Long Xiaoyu leaped forward and kicked him in the chest, the powerful impact knocking him to the ground.

Luo Cihe reacted quickly, took a step forward, put the dagger precisely against his throat, and shouted:

"Don't move! If you move again, you'll die!"

At the same time, Xia Yueke and Qi'an were also busy on the periphery.

They quietly sneaked into the leopard tribe camp where the tribesmen were resting and directly sprinkled the sleeping pills over there.

The drug had no smell in the air, and they sprinkled a little in every cave.

Before long, many leopard orcs began to feel dizzy, their bodies became weak, and their fighting power was greatly reduced.

In the chaos, the long-suppressed hatred of the released orcs completely erupted. With red eyes and roars, they launched a fierce battle with the leopard orcs like a tide.

The flames of revenge burned in their hearts, making them forget their fear and burst out with amazing strength.

Lang Ce and his companions escorted the Leopard Tribe leader out of his residence. Lang Ce shouted in a loud voice, like a bell:

"Your leader has been captured, why don't you lay down your weapons and surrender!"

When the many leopard orcs saw their leader being subdued, they immediately became confused.

Some had ferocious looks on their faces and wanted to resist, but when they looked around, they found that they were in a desperate situation and became hesitant.

Some simply collapsed to the ground, their weapons slipping from their hands, and they completely gave up resistance.

Xia Yueke and others also rushed over, and they were relieved when they saw the leopard leader being subdued.

Lang Ce looked at the leopard leader coldly, with no mercy in his eyes:

"You will pay for your sins today!"

After saying this, he raised his knife and ended his sinful life.

With the fall of the Leopard leader, the entire camp fell into a deathly silence. The Leopard tribe orcs looked at each other, their eyes filled with fear and confusion.

Many of them had lost the will to fight, and their weapons fell to the ground.

Lang Ce stood on a high place and said in a loud voice:

"The leader of the Leopard Tribe is dead. Your atrocities end here! If you are willing to surrender, we can spare your lives!"

The leopard orcs hesitated for a moment, and finally knelt on the ground to express their surrender.

The freed orcs cheered, their eyes filled with the pleasure of revenge and the joy of regaining their freedom.

Xia Yueke stepped forward and said to Lang Ce and other companions:

"We can't just leave like this. The Leopard Tribe camp has a lot of supplies, especially the water and food they have stored. We can take them back and help the tribe get through this difficult time."

Xia Yuke paused when she said these words. She didn't expect that the leopard leader could actually hide some water, but he only gave it to himself to drink. His little brothers drank blood.

But he was smart. At least this stabilized them. Otherwise, if he was the only one who had water to drink while the other orcs had none, his position would be unstable.