Chapter 113 Primitive Orcs 10
Three large cats crouched low in a high place, with white in front and dark and light yellow fur in the back.
If you don't look carefully, it's easy to overlook the white one in front. Its white fur is naturally invisible in the snow.
After the three of them smelled the presence of five or six adult wolf-orcs, they became particularly cautious, causing their steps to be rather stealthy.
Xie Yunsui followed silently behind, following the cat's paw prints.
It’s not that they are afraid of the two sides meeting. As long as the orcs on the other side are not from the Big Bear Tribe, the orcs from other tribes will not fight immediately when they meet for the first time.
Xier and the others were cautious because they were afraid that the wolf beastmen were hunting them.
As we all know, the snow season is the time for orcs to stay in the tribe, eat, sleep and make babies. Except for the wild bears, orcs generally do not go out in pairs.
At this time, most of those outside the tribe have been abandoned by the tribe.
The wolf orcs are all adult orcs. Judging from their scent, they are strong and healthy orc warriors and should not be abandoned.
Shi Yan guessed that their tribe was probably short of food and had reached the point where they could no longer bear it, so they came out to look for wild beasts.
They were afraid that they were lying in ambush and hunting, and that their sudden appearance would disrupt their rhythm. What if they let the prey escape and the other party took their anger out on them?
Xier stuck his head out, his eyes tracking the figure of the wolf-orc in front of him.
The black color is particularly conspicuous in the snow, but among the six black shadows, there are actually two red ones. Looking closer, there is also a human figure.
Three giant wolves walked side by side in the cold wind, clearing the way. However, judging by their speed, it was obvious that these three wolves were not on guard against any wild beasts, but were injured and unable to move forward.
This group of people moved forward headfirst, and it didn't look like they were going to hunt wild animals.
Xie Yunsui stepped forward, took a look, and said, "Shi Yan, go down and ask?"
When he was young, Shi Yan was an orc warrior who had experienced countless battles. He was experienced and more suitable to go down and investigate the situation than the fledgling Xier and the disabled Hu Zhao.
This place is very close to the valley, and the shadow of the mountain can be seen in the distance. If nothing unexpected happens, this team is heading to the abandoned land.
Shi Yan stepped silently on the snow.
The three giant wolves leading the way in the front row quickly noticed the lion-beast man in front of them. After their bodies tensed slightly, they realized that there was only one lion-beast man.
The beasts couldn't communicate in the same language. The wolf-beast in the middle transformed into a human and said, "We're going to the Forsaken Valley. Were you driven out by the Golden Tiger Tribe?"
Shi Yan then changed his form as well: "Were all of you orcs driven out as well?"
"Ahem." The wolf-beast in the middle covered his mouth and coughed twice before saying, "I'm Langfeng."
Shi Yan's expression suddenly changed. He remembered that the leader of the Black Wolf Tribe last year was called Lang Feng.
The Golden Tiger Tribe and the Black Wolf Tribe do not have much contact, mainly because there is a Red Fox Tribe under the Black Wolf Tribe. The sub-humans of the Red Fox Tribe are smart and can make salt grains. The Golden Tiger Tribe usually greets the Black Wolf Tribe when they want to trade salt grains.
Shi Yan had retired long ago, and it was only after hearing the young people of the tribe talk about this incident that he remembered the name of the leader of the Black Wolf Tribe.
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In a large cave in the abandoned valley, the demihumans assembled two stone pots and were cooking broth.
"Should we add radish? Priest Yun said radish tastes good in fish soup, so it should be good with meat, right?"
“Put one pot on first, and if it doesn’t taste good, we won’t put it on.”
"Want some more baked sweet potatoes?"
“Yes, yes, yes!”
Hu Ji was busy dividing the meat into small portions.
When grilling, it is easier to grill large pieces of meat, but small pieces are easier to cook if placed in a stone pot.
Luo Bai peeled two large radishes and cut them into pieces with a sharp stone knife according to the size of the meat.
"Shouldn't Priest Yun and the others be back by now?"
"I'll go check at the mouth of the valley."
Hou Shu put down the bamboo in his hand, wrapped himself in animal skin and was about to go out. As soon as he walked out of the gap in the cave that was one person wide, he saw several figures at the entrance of the valley.
Hou Shu: “!!!”
He hurriedly said, "Priest Yun has come with a lot of people."
The people who were busy in the cave looked up.
Lang Feng and the others looked at the cave in front of them with extremely complicated feelings.
They didn't expect that the abandoned valley, which they thought was deserted, was actually inhabited by a group of people from the Golden Tiger Tribe.
They were all people abandoned by the tribe. They were seriously injured and looked haggard and pale, but the people of the Golden Tiger Tribe had rosy complexions and were full of energy!
The orcs and demihumans of the Golden Tiger Tribe never thought that they would go hungry three times a day in the tribe, but would be able to eat a full meal every day in the Abandoned Valley.
Xie Yunsui stood at the entrance of the cave and briefly introduced the people on both sides: "The Golden Tiger Tribe currently lives here, along with a demihuman from the Herbivorous Tribe. They are the wolf orcs and a family of three from the Red Fox Tribe we met on the way."
People on both sides were nervous, so they were quite polite.
Xie Yunsui decided to let the wolf beastmen go into the cave to warm up first, and then discuss the next issues.
Xier, Huzhao and Shiyan first carried charcoal wrapped in tree bark into the cave and placed the charcoal at the innermost part of the cave together with the dry wood.
Lang Feng brought his tribesmen and three people from the Red Fox Tribe into the cave and sat obediently at the entrance.
As soon as they entered, they found that the cave was much warmer than outside. The cold wind was howling, but it was half blocked by the large rocks at the entrance of the cave. Inside the cave, there was a fire burning, and on top of it was a stone pot. Something was cooking in the stone pot, emitting the aroma of food...
The adult beastmen could still hold back, but the underage cubs of the red fox family stared at the stone pot with their eyes wide open, their saliva almost dripping.
The little fox was skinny, and its head looked very big. It nestled in the arms of the demi-human Am, like a small warm glove.
Even though they were extremely hungry, no one came forward to grab food or ask for it.
Xie Yunsui asked, "Can you tell me why you left the tribe?"
Shi Yan glanced at Priest Yun, not quite understanding why he had to repeat it in the cave when he had already heard it once on the way.
But he always obeyed and didn't say anything, so Hu Zhao and Xier didn't think much of it.
Lang Feng didn't understand either, but he didn't know what to say to break the awkwardness.
"It is a tradition of our Black Wolf Tribe that during the snowy season, the bravest orc warriors in the tribe can challenge the leader. The winner becomes the new leader."
Langfeng scratched his head: "This snow season, there were quite a few orc warriors challenging me, and I lost."
As the one who takes on the challenge, if the patriarch wins, he continues to serve as the patriarch; if he loses, he is naturally "useless".
Useless orcs are like useless old people in other tribes. When the tribe has enough food, they can stay in the tribe and make use of their remaining energy. When the tribe lacks food, they must leave the tribe on their own accord and not occupy the remaining limited food resources.
The Black Wolf Tribe has always respected the elderly and loved the young, but they don't respect defeated orcs very much.
It may also be because most of the defeated orcs are injured, and their injuries are serious. There are no priests in the tribe, and the orcs who were defeated in the past usually did not live long.
Over time, people became less concerned about the defeated orcs.
Among the orcs who followed Langfeng this time, four were injured when they were harassed by the Big Bear Tribe, and one was the orc who challenged Langfeng at the beginning and was hit by Langfeng's claw until he vomited blood. He was the most seriously injured.
Generally speaking, among the six wolf orcs, none of them is in good health.
After listening to Lang Feng's explanation, the subhuman of the Red Fox Tribe also spoke: "I am Hu Jiao, cough cough, I am sick and I probably won't live long. Li Ya is following me and my cubs."
The demi-humans of the Red Fox Tribe are intelligent, and the selection of the tribe leader is not based on martial arts prowess, but has always been held by the oldest demi-humans. Therefore, they are the only tribe in the Western Continent that allows demi-humans to inherit the tribe's beast form.
Hu Jiao is not young anymore. He has not been in good health since the thunderstorm season this year. Since the snow season, he has even started coughing up blood.
Even the clever red fox cannot treat such a disease.
Hu Jiao's illness lasted for a long time and never got better. Finally, he didn't want to be a burden to his fellow tribesmen, so he sneaked out of the tribe at night, hoping to die outside.
Li Ya was Hu Jiao's bonded partner. The moment she discovered Hu Jiao was missing, she guessed what he was thinking and ran out.
When the fox cub woke up, he found that the sky had fallen. His father and mother were not there, so he rushed out of the tribe.
Fortunately, the family of three met in the redwood forest and encountered a wolf-orc, so they decided to go to the Abandoned Valley together.
“…”
Alas, on this snowy day, everyone I met in the abandoned valley was someone with a story.
The sub-people of the Golden Tiger Tribe felt sympathy for each other and somewhat let down their guard and were willing to share their food with them.
Lang Feng said, "No need. We won't live for long. We can't waste your food."
Several giant wolves were huddled together, each resting their head on the other's, without speaking.
Xie Yunsui felt as if he was looking at a large stray dog, and he felt that they looked pitiful.
According to his diagnosis, these big dogs all suffered internal injuries, probably from being shocked during the battle. They would recover if they had enough food and rest.
The key is that this condition does not exist.
"I'll use some herbs to make a decoction that can heal your injuries. You'll be fine after drinking it for two days."
Xie Yunsui was reluctant to abandon them just like that. They were all adult orcs, and the valley was so big that there should be a team to look after it, cough, to guard the valley.
Xie Yunsui directed everyone to cut the bamboo into sections and use them as containers for soup, and poured a bottle of recovery potion into a soup pot.
The diluted medicine cannot heal their internal injuries immediately, but drinking two more times should be enough.
The wolf beastmen all raised their heads and howled to express their gratitude.
Lang Feng asked in surprise, "Are you a priest? Are you a priest from the Golden Tiger Tribe?"
Then I felt something was wrong. How dare the Golden Tiger Tribe drive out the priest?
Xie Yunsui smiled faintly and shook his head: "I am not a priest of the Golden Tiger Tribe. I am from the Central Continent and came to the Western Continent by accident."
Outside the Western Continent!
Isn’t that where the Beast God lives?
He is the Messenger of the Beast God! A true priest!
Langfeng nodded to show that he understood, and the wolf beastmen also nodded confusedly, pretending that they understood too.
Hu Jiao and his family of three were also given food. He asked with a flickering, eager look, "You are a great priest, can you cure my illness?"
Xie Yunsui hesitated slightly.
Listening to his slightly rapid breathing and occasional suppressed coughs, to be honest, he suspected that he had been feeling unwell since the thunderstorm season and had caught a cold. Without treatment for a long time, it slowly turned into pneumonia, and now the symptoms of coughing up blood showed that his lung infection was getting worse.
I'm afraid this can't be cured by one or two bottles of recovery potion.
He still agreed: "I will try my best to treat you."
Hu Jiao was very grateful. In fact, when he felt very unwell, he asked the salt exchange team to find the priest of the Golden Tiger Tribe, but the priest did not respond. He was about to give up on himself at that time, but he was reluctant to leave Ya and the cubs, so he held on until the snow season.
The wolf-beast and the red fox family lived in the valley.
The Golden Tiger Tribe's cave is now big enough, but it would be difficult to accommodate six more wolf orcs, and it would be inconvenient to even enter and exit.
Xie Yunsui was planning to clear out a cave for them to live in, so Lang Feng led the wolf beastmen to start digging a cave deeper.
Without any tools, they simply use their teeth to gnaw and their claws to dig, relying purely on brute force.
Langfeng said: "The caves of our tribe were all dug this way."
Looking at the envious eyes of others, Xie Yunsui began to wonder whether the other caves in the valley were dug by the wolf-orcs who had been driven out before?
He couldn't help but wonder if the wolf beastman, after recovering from his injuries, still had the skill of destroying houses...
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