Don't mess with that dragon

Chapter 17 Attack
"Okay, let's stop and rest for a while."

During the previous "war", Rodney, who faced the terrifying wolf man leader Simon, was still in shock, his eyes drifted away, as if he was afraid of a wolf man coming from somewhere.

After being pulled by Quick the Fox Face, Rodney barely reacted.

"But what about the food?"

The fox-masked Quick's complexion became even more bitter, which made him doubt whether his original decision was correct.

Looking behind him, in addition to the lizardman leader Rodney, there are two lizardmen, seven kobolds, ten goblins, and a fox-faced man behind him.

That's all that's left of the tribe.

Originally, there were more than 30 people in their tribe, but they died and scattered in the battle of the wolf man, and only about [-] of them escaped.

Sometimes having a large number of people is an advantage, but at the same time it is a disadvantage, especially in the cold winter when it is difficult to supply this kind of food.

There is not enough food, and the roots that can be eaten in the wild are also covered by heavy snow, and no prey come out to look for food
In this case, it is simply their doomsday.

"food?"

It wasn't until this moment that the lizard man Rodney realized that they escaped in such a hurry that they didn't even take any food with them!

No wonder the jackals didn't pursue them, because they knew that ordinary orcs who had no food had only one ending outside the cold winter.

That is death!
The entire team fell into despair at this moment.

No food, no place to keep warm from the wind and snow,
Death is indeed their only ending.

"No food? Just grab it. There should be orc tribes in these places nearby. I don't believe that every tribe has extraordinary professionals like jackals!"

Rodney said viciously, and swung the tomahawk in his hand, whistling.

At this time, everyone's morale finally improved a little.

It's just that Quick, the fox-masked man, is even more desperate. Robbing seems like a good way, but you have to find the target!
On weekdays, those small tribes were established in secret, and in this icy and snowy winter, most of the tribes have entered a state of hibernation, and they will not go out to show their traces. How can they find someone to snatch the white land?
However, just when Quick was about to speak out, he suddenly smelled something.

The taste of the food, the taste of the meat.

Turning his head to look around, it was obvious that everyone had heard it too.

"Hahaha, as expected, the sky will never end with me, little ones, let's go and have a good time together!"

Rodney laughed loudly, held up his tomahawk, and led the orcs to walk along the source of the food aroma.

Quick just wanted to persuade him to say something, but his stomach made a rumbling sound, and the feeling of hunger welled up in his heart, which made him suppress his words.

A group of remnants of defeated generals walked carefully through the forest, the fragrance in the air became stronger and stronger, making people drool more and more.

It stands to reason that being able to eat meat at the beginning of the cold winter means that the tribe has enough food reserves and their strength is not too bad. They should not be provoked by their group of defeated soldiers.

But it is clear that the hunger in their stomachs allowed them to overcome their fear of future enemies.

Passing through a forest, all the orcs crouched under a small mountain depression, secretly watching the "big tribe" under the cliff in the distance.

"How about it, how many orcs are there? How strong are they?"

Rodney patted Quick, the fox-masked man beside him, and asked aloud.

Although he was driven by hunger, it didn't mean that Rodney lost his mind. He foolishly led people into the camps of other tribes to die. At least he had to look at the other party's strength.

"Master Rodney, they are here"

The fox-faced man stared at the crude tribe under the cliff, his voice hesitated.

"Their number seems to be only seven. No, seven and a half."

"Seven and a half, are you kidding me?"

"No, I've counted them, and there are indeed seven people, seven kobolds, and a kobold child. You can see that there are only two houses in their village. One of them should be a warehouse for storing food, and one of those wooden houses. The room can only hold ten people at most, so I should be right."

The fox-masked man hesitated for a moment, but said with certainty.

"Seven kobolds? Then how could they have such good food?"

Not to mention that Rodney didn't believe it, even Quick the Fox Mask couldn't believe it.

The kobold is one of the lowest races among the many races in Seta Continent. He is weak and has no special skills. When can he live so well, he still has meat to eat!

"do not care!"

The leader lizard man Rodney turned his head, looked at the many defeated soldiers behind him and said loudly:

"You saw it! There are only seven kobolds in front of me. For food, let's rush together!"

Rodney turned over and jumped out of the hill, and rushed towards the kobold village with his battle ax high. Behind him, many orcs who were tortured by hunger also jumped out, and rushed down with a whoosh.

Many miscellaneous soldiers gathered together to charge, and for a while there was a feeling of menacing, as if there were thousands of troops.

The kobolds who were eating food felt the vibration of the ground, and immediately found the orcs rushing from a distance.

"Enemy attack! Stand up!"

The kobold leader, Pooh, was the first to react, and immediately yelled, quickly threw the wooden bowl away, and picked up the wooden spear by the wall.

"Take weapons, assemble, form formation!"

Following Pooh's order, the kobolds picked up their spears reflexively and gathered in a neat row. The sharp spears pierced out and lined up.

At this time, Rodney the Lizardman had already rushed to him brandishing his battle axe.

"Kill!"

Rodney roared, and Gao Ju's battle ax rushed towards the kobolds in front of him aggressively.

Although these kobolds were a little strange, seeing that he was a head taller than them, he didn't run away in a panic, but made these strange movements and remained motionless.

But it doesn't matter, Rodney believes that as long as he rushes into the kobold team and kills one or two kobolds, the rest will inevitably flee in embarrassment, and the food collected by these kobolds will fall to Rodney It's in his hands!
Rodney is very brave, just a kobold, does he still want to stand up?
then,

He was dumbfounded.

"prick!"

Accompanied by a loud shout, the spears shot out in unison, and Rodney felt his eyes blur.

Puff puff puff!

The spears tore through the air and pierced into his body, blood spattered, and the huge force lifted his whole body into the air.

Rodney is physically strong, so he ran much faster than the tribe subordinates behind him. When he and the kobolds came into close combat, there was still a distance of about ten meters between the subordinates behind him.

When Rodney was defeated by the kobolds on the opposite side and flew away, the orcs behind him braked hard, and their bodies rolled and fell to the snow in embarrassment.

(End of this chapter)