Chapter 963 194. The Haunting
The Howler walked too far, for too long, and there was no news except a few messages sent back during the period.
The last time they had contact with Liberty City was in the Principality of Keating a year ago, so Annan thought they had died somewhere, and did not expect that they would be touched by the Blade of Liberty.
It seems that there is a reason why the orc tribe sent a war eagle to deliver a letter instead of directly killing them.
"They come from that city, Lord Shaman, please let them go." The Howler begged.
"I didn't want to capture them." The orc shaman said, but Chief Bi Geer snorted: "I want the things."
Exchanging property for peace is the best result, but the little Small was still a little unwilling.
If these things are bought from the caravan, they can have a sufficient winter.
"Gol, I have fought so hard for your tribe," Howler spoke.
Chief Bi Geer did not give in: "This is the rule."
Lame Babu interrupted the two opposing orcs and asked: "Shaman, Chief, I can give you the money, but we are short of food. Can you give us some food?"
"Okay..."
The orc shaman agreed to him. As the wise man of the tribe, it cannot only consider the immediate matters.
This is a mutually acceptable result.
It can be seen that the howler has some status in the orc tribe. The orc shaman handed them over to it and left with Chief Bi Geer.
Howler led them to get the food, and Little Small looked at Howler like he was watching Chris in "Freedom Knocks." "What does Liberty City look like?" he asked curiously.
"I don't know. I've never been there."
"Never been there?"
"Annan and I met in Breeze City because the Skaven fled to the Typhoon Shelter The town, I went to the north with the ogre as soon as Liberty City was built," the howler said, "What about you?"
"We haven't been there either..."
Lame Babu recounted their deeds in capturing Star City under the leadership of Francois.
Not far out of the tribe, they encountered a dozen orcs who drove wild boars from the forest over and began to hunt them.
They also savagely used their bones to fight with wild beasts... Facts have proved that the quality of weapons sometimes does not matter.
"You wait here."
The Howler said, letting out a war cry and rushing towards the beast fighting the orcs.
The battle composed entirely of pure power made people's blood flow and blood splashed everywhere. The orcs became more and more brave as they fought. After the howler jumped up and chopped off the head of the largest wild boar king with a vertical chop, he stood on the gushing ground. He raised his battle ax before the severed head came out, and roared with the surrounding orcs.
The orcs were about to clean up the battlefield. Howler said something to them. The orcs mumbled a few words and walked towards the tribe.
"The prey is all yours."
Howler returns to Little Smoke.
Small Small was surprised by the unexpected surprise at first, and then distressed: "We can't take him away..."
There are more than a dozen wild boars in this litter. The smallest one weighs at least thirty or forty pounds, and the largest wild boar king even weighs six or seven hundred pounds... Save enough to eat enough for them to last more than two months.
"Then let your people come over. If you wait any longer, all you will have is bad meat and dried meat."
"I will take my people back!"
What else is there to say, except for the lame Babu, everyone else went to the shelter to get carts with Little Smoky.
After all this trouble, it was already night when they pulled the cart to the orc tribe.
Fortunately, you won't get lost if you walk along the river. However, when a dozen wild boars were loaded onto the cart and passed by the orc tribe's camp, the orc shaman came out and became interested in the cart.
Lame Babu asked them to gather the prey and free up two empty carriages to give to the orc tribe.
What was originally a hidden danger turned into a surprise. With this group of orcs as neighbors, guys like lizardmen and kobolds would not dare to approach them.
Two carts are nothing in comparison. The orc shaman said nothing and led the two orcs towards a wooden house.
They walked out of the orc tribe, and Little Smoke looked at the howler who was still following them.
"You and I will go back." it said.
“You want to follow us?” Little Small was not only surprised but also had a pleasant surprise.
Combat power is the biggest problem for this group of miners. Even if they are well fed all day long, they are at best militiamen with stronger strength. The orcs are different. Judging from the power of the howler to jump and chop the wild boar king, several professionals may not be able to defeat it...
"You need help more than they do."
There was an additional orc in the Free Blade team, and the members quickly got over the initial discomfort and asked questions out of curiosity.
"Mr. Howler, how do you know Lord Annan?"
"When he was the King of the North, he was captured by bad humans and put into the dungeon, and we protected him."
“What is Liberty City like?”
“I don’t know, it wasn’t built when I left.”
"Mr. Howler, have you always been alone?"
"There is also an ogre, it was separated from me."
The team is heading forward in the cold and dark woods OK, but full of spirit and fighting spirit, he returned to the shelter covered in stars.
After taking Howler around the shelter, Little Small asked: "Do you think there is anything lacking here?"
"Don't ask an orc this kind of question. ”
Everyone was so greedy that the lame Babu relied on his prestige in the team to let them rest.
It's not time to eat yet.
We managed to stay up until early morning. At dawn, everyone who had been hungry all night started to light a fire to cook.
They process the wild boar meat first, eating the most perishable internal organs first, while those parts that are really inedible are used as bait.
The result was that they had eaten the internal organs of more than a dozen wild boars in just one day. Among them, the howler ate the most - but the prey it caught was dozens of times more than what he ate.
On this day, Howler was going back to the orc tribe, and Lame Babu asked him to take him with him.
They came at the wrong time. The orc tribe seemed to have just had a fight with the enemy. There were several orcs lying in the open space, and the orc shaman was surrounding them to treat them
"What's wrong with them?" Howler asked.
The taciturn orc shaman raised his head and glanced: "I'm infected with the plague."
"You mean even the orcs are infected with the plague?" Lame Babu said.
"We're just stronger and smarter, not 'never sick.'" The orc shaman was in a less than friendly mood because the warriors were sick.
Lame Babu didn't care, he was more concerned about another thing: "I mean... the plague has spread here?"
"The soldiers are indeed in contact with the rat men. Then it became like this. "What do you know?"
"The rat men are spreading the plague on the border of the Kingdom of Ruikan..."
And now, the rat men are spreading the plague around Ize Bay... …
Lame Babu didn't dare to think about what would happen if a plague broke out in Eze Bay...
"Mr. Howler, can you contact Liberty City?" Howler shook his head.
It hurriedly returned to the shelter with Lame Babu and told Little Small the news
What pleased Lame Babu was Little Small’s reaction after learning the news:< br>
“We have to warn Izewan!”
(End of this chapter)