Hall was a gnoll from Novgorod, and like the other gnolls who were also at the bottom of the hierarchy of the entire Attila army, he didn't have any armor to defend himself on, and the green linen suit that barely covered his body was still torn from a hapless centaur during the battle some unknown time ago, and the weapon he clenched in both hands was just a wooden spear that had been snapped off a nearby tree and sharpened with stone, and a rope was tied around his waist, the only weapon that the gnolls could use to attack from a distance。 Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Don't look down on this weapon that just attacks with simple stones that can be found everywhere, and don't scoff at this weapon because of the poor performance of the gnolls on the battlefield in Scandinavia, you must know that in the barren and uncivilized road, armor is an incomparably luxurious resource, and without the protection of armor, the strength has not reached the level of berserkers, the stones thrown out by the jackals can easily shatter the enemy's internal organs and bones, and under the keen facial features of the jackals, even the birds that flash in the sky cannot dodge the attack of the stones, and are shot down to become food。

The gnoll man, known as Hall, walked alone through the forest, tucking away the claws on his toes, trying to touch the ground with the pads under his feet to reduce the sound of walking, and occasionally raising his head and twisting his neck to look behind and above him, and then turned his gaze back to the front after seeing that there was nothing unusual.

Thanks to the green clothes he was wearing, which barely obscured his body, and his own cautious nature, he had managed to bypass the territory of the three trolls and two ogres in the forest without being detected.

Although relying on the spear in his hand and the sling rope around his waist, Hale is not afraid of these natives who live in the forest and have never seen any of the world, even if it is three trolls in this forest, Hale actually has absolute confidence that he can kill them without injury.

However, in this way, except for wasting physical strength and consuming a lot of energy in the body, there is no benefit at all, and those trolls and ogres who are poorer than the jackals will not be able to contribute any valuable loot at all, after all, in the main plane, even the most stupid pigs know that the meat of trolls and ogres cannot be eaten at all, and no one wants to eat it at all.

The stench of blood flowing through their bodies that could make people unconscious, the dirty, greasy dirt, sewage and clotted stains on their skin that had not been bathed in years, and the clotted stains of grease and blood, all added up...... Even if you can swallow such a thing in your throat, you will be poisoned alive by the toxins that come with it.

At least, ten minutes ago, he had seen one of his companions, a companion who had been through many great battles, unable to resist the insane hunger that his stomach had transmitted to his brain, and had succeeded in killing a troll roaming the forest at the cost of a broken arm, and then the impatient gnoll man bent down, tore the troll's skin with his yellowed teeth, and buried his head in the troll's body, but the sound of food swallowing lasted less than a minute, and the gnoll man also stepped into the ranks of death, poisoned alive by the flesh and blood of the trolls.

The jackal Hale stopped, he stretched out his scarlet tongue and licked his dry lips, looked up at his head, what caught his eye was the dense crisscrossing leaves and branches on his head, he could only roughly judge the current time through the sun's rays that appeared in some gaps, feeling the coldness surrounding him and the feeling of emptiness in his belly, Hall couldn't help but miss the days on the prairie, the free hunting, the fierce battle, but never felt the days of hunger。

Although the vegetation in the forest is very lush, and the products are also very rich, but at this time, the things that can be used by Hall to fill their stomachs are extremely rare, and the trolls and ogres are the only two living creatures that Hall has encountered after going deep into the forest, and the other things, even the most birds in the forest have not seen even one.

The whole forest was very quiet, except for the rustle caused by the wind on the leaves, there was no other sound, even the most common insect chirping sound had disappeared, such an eerie quiet, made Hall more cautious, if he didn't have to find food in this forest before the sun went down, then he probably wouldn't have chosen to enter this forest.

"So, what changed everything?"

Hall suddenly stopped moving forward, and stood motionless like a sculpture for a few minutes, feeling the peaceful atmosphere around him, and the thoughts in his mind began to be recalled, and the original cause of everything began to be recalled.

The battle that had changed the entire northern continent a few years earlier, and had plunged all living beings into despair, and all of them were on the verge of life and death, the white snow, the eerie and terrifying silence like the present.

Without any warning, when it was still autumn, in just a few hours, the snow falling from the sky had covered everything, the autumn forest had become white, the animals and insects that had not had time to hide were easily killed by the low temperature in a short time, and even the weak ferns and grasses on the grassland were dying in a large area, and when the night passed, all that was left was the silence of death.

Once, the group of gnolls named Hall lived was the largest gnolll tribe in Novgorod, the whole tribe ruled the entire steppe and part of the forest, in addition to tens of thousands of gnolls, but also maintained a group of about 10,000 gnolls, and with this force and their legendary strength of the chieftain and shaman, his tribe in that area, whether human or any other creature, could only tremble in the wolf howl, and had to pay a lot of money and slaves every year to maintain their own survival, which made his tribe more and more powerful。

Although as a strong gnoll tribe in the entire grassland, it does not mean that they can sit back and live freely, they also need to fight against other forces, those centaurs and orcs who are also listed in the three pests have fierce competition and battles, competing for territory and resources, but also the old, weak, sick and disabled in the tribe are consumed, so that the consumption of food and materials of the entire tribe is maintained at a level, otherwise with the strong fertility rate of the gnolls, before the enemy is eliminated, the entire tribe will be completely destroyed by the demand for food。

Even Hall, the lowest one, usually can only eat carrion, and only during the festival can get a little bit of raw meat, the most ordinary soldier, after many battles, has become the so-called elite, don't underestimate the title of the elite of the jackals, put it in other places just rely on the simplest teeth and claws, you can easily kill several times the number of enemies with the catapult made by simple answers.

Just when Hale thought that life was like this, eating the carrion of enemies or companions every day, fighting in every battle to kill the enemy on the front line or waiting to be killed by the enemy, and finally the head that lost his life would become a prop used by those centaur or orc shamans to release spells, earth-shaking changes appeared on the entire northern continent, his life, his life, his future, was washed away by the rolling tide, and there was no shape at all.

It makes people feel that even the soul will be swept over the continent by the freezing cold, the climate is colder than usual, the environment is more difficult than usual, the scarce prey, and the lack of clothing and most importantly, the fresh water that has become solid, all put this tribe of gnolls in the middle of Novgorod in a predicament of life and death, even the chiefs and shamans of the tribe who have reached the level of legend are helpless against this sudden cold, whether it is ordinary magic or legendary magic, can not bring the slightest hope to the whole tribe, whether it is the fire made of wood and other flammable materials, or the source of fire created by magic, and even those fire elements summoned from the fire elemental plane could not give even a little warmth to these desperate tribes in that bitter cold.

If the cold brings despair that cannot see hope, then the famine caused by the cold is the messenger of death that spreads death on the earth, and after stuffing the corpses of those animals that have been frozen to death in the forest of the steppe into their stomachs, all the tribes are in trouble with hunger, because it is too sudden, this heavy snow, no tribe is ready to meet this disaster, and even the gnolls, a race that has the ability to feed on the corpses of their dead companions, have fallen into famine.

They didn't know that the sudden cold was actually just the aftermath of the Frost Giant's invasion of the Nine Worlds, and they didn't know that the beginning of the chaos was actually just a couple's awkwardness, the people who survived, the people who struggled, and the people who were about to die, trying everything to get what could keep them alive.

If there is nothing to eat, they eat the frozen corpses that have not had time to decompose, even if they have the status of father, mother or child before they died, and when they have nothing to drink, they go to cut the frozen river, melt the frozen ice by magic or by drilling wood to make fire, and at the moment when it solidifies into liquid, their impatient hands have already put the container to their mouths, and they do not care whether the boiling hot water will burn the organs in their bodies, and if they have no tools to keep warm, they will put everything they can burn into the flames, and wrap their bodies in thick sweaters and blanketsIn the tent that can't stop the invasion of the cold wind, waiting for the past of this catastrophe that does not know when it will end.

But when the gnolls, orcs, centaurs, and the people of other races living on this continent were so desperate that they could not feel the slightest hope, the light of salvation came to this continent with another kind of death.

The white-clothed, white-haired girl with four knights, with the dragons and wyverns conquered from the Ural Mountains, easily integrated the nearly destroyed gnolls, orcs and centaurs tormented by cold and famine with war, famine, pestilence, and death.

Compared to the reluctant, even resentful tribal chiefs and shamans, the people and tribal soldiers like Hale below, Attila brought not just conquest, but salvation...... Saving themselves, their relatives and the benefactors of the entire tribe, and then one victory after another completely conquered the hearts of all the gnolls, because for them, there is nothing more beautiful than plundering the losers, so this is why in this rebellion, no gnolls will join the rebels, they have completely worshipped Attila as a god of their race, and what fanatic believers will turn their backs, betray, and spit on the gods they believe in？

However, Attila's methods are actually not very clever, that is, to drive the hungry troops to attack other hungry and weak troops, to nourish the dried land with the blood of the defeated, to comfort the hard-working troops with the dead corpses, and to control the number of troops to a certain extent with one battle after another to maintain the supply of logistics.

Thinking of this, Hall couldn't help but lick his lips again, moistening his dry lips with scarce saliva, because of the hunger in his belly, there was already an illusion in his mouth, as if he had returned to the night of the carnival when the supplies were burned, and he was given the delicacy of a white, delicate and delicate little hand.

It was the most delicious food Hale had ever tasted, and it gave him the feeling that it was better than those dry dragon meat, those boring and chewy ptarmigan meat, those orc meat that looked tender but tasted extremely sour, and the flesh and blood of the race called elves were really too delicious, even after experiencing that battle, seeing the terrifying skills of these elves who could easily defeat the crowd, he still missed those delicious fresh meats, without any cooking, because the factor of time still carried a little bit of rotten flesh and blood.