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- Mammoth Huck's powerful attack is undoubtedly a good start for this battle.
The ice bear warriors who came afterward, before they collided with the wild boar, a round of throwing ax attacks had already struck them first.
Not to be outdone, the kobold short spearmen further back began to throw short spears to kill the wild boar.
The two groups of people quickly collided completely.
Hill commanded the mammoth, rampaging through the enemy lines, dividing the battlefield while drawing hatred, creating attack opportunities for others behind.
In the case of going out in full force, their strength has a clear advantage.
The Ice Bear Warriors and the Kobold Short Spearmen gave full play to their numerical superiority quite simply.
By fighting more and fighting less, a merciless siege was launched against each of the wild boars.
On the other side, the Fast Wolf fighters led by Li Liancheng cut directly into the flank as soon as they started fighting.
Walking on the edge of the battlefield, brandishing the double knives in their hands, they started their harvesting operations.
The battle on the wild boar's side relied entirely on instinct and individual strength.
There is basically no coordination between them.
In comparison, the members of the garrison who have fought together in the bitterly cold place for nearly a year showed too tacit understanding.
Even Li Liancheng, who often had quarrels with Gou Shan.
At the moment when the battle started, the two of them cooperated without any problem.
It is no exaggeration to say that in this battle, the frontline garrison already has the upper hand.
Victory is only a matter of time.
And it is true.
Facing such an offensive, after paying the obvious price of casualties.
Realizing that his side had no chance of winning, the wild boar finally chose to retreat.
At the same time, in a snow field somewhere on the battlefield.
A snow-white figure that almost merged with the surrounding scenery quietly receded.
Fleeing all the way quickly, the fox who returned to the camp reported everything he saw to the elders and patriarchs in the clan.
After listening to the report, the fox patriarch and the fox elders were all shocked.
"The wild boar was defeated, how could it be possible?!"
Even in the depths of the bitter cold land, the wild boars are a very powerful tribe.
Their defeat undoubtedly surprised the fox-ren patriarch and the fox-ren elders.
Although they weren't the ones who led the wild boars out, after the wild boars ran to the periphery, the Vulpey tribe also used some means to lure those wild boars to the direction of the frontline camp.
The purpose is nothing more than to play the game of killing with a borrowed knife.
At that time, they might still be able to take advantage of the chaos of the war and sneak into each other's camp to steal food.
However, who would have thought that this knife not only did not kill anyone, but was also killed and retreated?
All of a sudden, these old foxes also looked at each other in blank dismay.
Then quite tacitly no longer mention this matter.
Obviously intending to continue dormant.
They couldn't fight and couldn't steal, and they had no chance to steal. They were also very desperate!
With such a mood, from time to time, they would think of Ka Xin who went to see the great chief.
I have been away for so long, and I don't know where I have been.
Or that he had already died in some pile of ice and snow.
At this moment, in the ice and snow deep in the Bitter Cold Land, Ka Xin, who was wrapped in thick animal skins, sneezed violently.
The wind and snow all over the sky directly obscured the road.
Let him not see the road ahead at all.
"Fuck! Where am I now?"¡ª¡ª
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At the same time, in the south of the Ten Thousand Realms civilization, in the large forest where the wood elves lived.
The trees in the entire forest have been covered with snow-white silver clothes at this moment.
This winter is undoubtedly difficult for the wood elves.
After the beginning of winter, just over a month later, a food crisis broke out in the clan.
This winter is really too cold.
There was also a heavy snowfall.
The crops that were originally more suitable for farming in winter have failed this year!
And during this time, the hunting team caught less and less prey.
Even if you can find the prey, you have to?Lucky.
The lack of food forced Halfen, the patriarch, to control his daily food consumption.
Originally three meals a day, then two meals a day, and now only one meal a day
Halfen's two eyebrows were almost twitched, and he didn't know what would happen afterwards.
At this moment, Halfen couldn't help but think of the words Zhang William said outside the forest a few months ago.
If, he means if!
If at that time their wood elves chose to surrender.
So now the days will not be so difficult?
The scale of development of the high elves is well known in their hearts.
Although I don't want to admit it, I have to accept the fact that the high elves have developed better than their wood elves.
Even a lot better.
Of course, these ideas will only stay in Halfen's mind for now.
His father, that is, Great Elder Odis.
If you can figure this out, you won't be called old and stubborn.
The characters of their wood elves are indeed stubborn, persistent, and respectful of tradition. Well, the last point can also be understood as conservative.
But his father, Odis, even among the entire wood elf group, belongs to the particularly stubborn type
Sometimes, even he, the son, can't stand it.
"Patriarch, Lord Kargan is back."
Just when Halfen was complaining about his father in his heart.
A wood elf guard walked in.
And behind the guard was a wood elf with a longbow on his back.
Although their wood elves coexist with the forest, the food chain is also an important part of the forest ecology.
Therefore, they also hunt, but do not kill indiscriminately.
Always have a sense of gratitude and awe for the forest and the animals.
"Kargan, how is today's harvest?"
Halfen asked this question with some trepidation.
At this moment, Kargan's expression was not relaxed.
Just listen to him speak slightly, reporting today's harvest.
After listening, Halfen's heart sank.
Today's harvest is really not happy.
Exhaling a deep and long breath, Halfen stood up from the table while stretching his muscles and bones.
"Kalgan, come with me for a walk."
Facing the request of Halfen, the patriarch and friend, Kargan nodded slightly.
They walked a little further away, probably because they didn't want the other wood elves to hear the next conversation.
After walking for a certain distance, Halfen, who had been silent all the way, finally spoke.
"Kalgan, do you think it's okay to go on like this?"
"This is something you, the patriarch, should worry about."
Calgan replied calmly.
Regarding this, Halfen smiled helplessly.
"I'm not asking you now as the patriarch, but as my little brother."
In this regard, Calgan sighed.
"I don't think so, the food is getting less and less. Today I rode a giant eagle, left this forest, searched around, but didn't find much food. If this continues, we may have a lot of food this winter." The tribe starved to death."
Halfen nodded upon hearing this, with a bit of bitterness on his face.
"Yes, no"
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