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Thor and Kratos were half-crouching, following closely behind Blacktooth, and the group walked quietly and quickly through the woods.

Blacktooth held the rolled wooden spear in one hand as he hurried forward, grabbing handfuls of dirt from the ground, putting them to his mouth, sniffing them, and even tasting them, and then quickly finding his way.

He judged the direction of the bent branches and the trampled weeds, and took Thor and the others, and after a while, he saw in the distance that there seemed to be a light flickering in the lower places.

"Shhh

"They must not have imagined that we would raid them in turn......" Thor licked his lips, although he had just experienced a big battle, maybe it was the special constitution of the barbarian, he felt that he was full of vitality again.

However, even if he is a surprise sneak attack, Thor will not ignore his own numerical disadvantage, and he is fighting in the enemy's territory, and the situation is not favorable to his side after all, so he should be even more cautious.

"Stop—" Thor cried out to Blacktooth, raising his right hand and making a stop-stop gesture.

"You take Kako and Thunderhoof to the front and search to see if there are any scouts from the other side." Thor picked two of the most astute hunters of the usual hunt to follow Blacktooth to search, while he waited patiently in place.

Kratos squatted beside Thor, his tall body couldn't hide even if he squatted, and he could only lie half-lying on the ground, but fortunately, his strength was quite strong, and this kind of difficult movement was nothing.

Thor couldn't help but feel a little sorry when he looked at the trump card in his hand, if he could give him a decent weapon, he wouldn't have to be so careful, just kill him directly, but unfortunately, now this humanoid beast is empty-handed.

For weapons such as stone axes and wooden spears, Kratos said that it was better to use them with empty hands, which made Thor very regretful.

"Alas, backward." He had to lament the technological backwardness of the small tribe he ruled.

"Noam, there's no sentry ahead." By this time, Blacktooth had returned, and he came to Thor's side, grinning excitedly and expectantly, a mouthful of black teeth that made him look a little scary.

Thor knew that he was probably interested in the slaughter that followed, and that there was always an uncontrollable thirst for battle in the barbarians' blood, and even Thor could not fully control it.

However, this time, Thor couldn't let the warriors fight, he had his own considerations in mind.

In the previous battle, the tribe had already lost nearly half of its labor force, and in the next step, no matter which side of the battle was killed, it meant that the population in his hands would be smaller in the end, which Thor did not want to see.

If the flame of revenge still lingered in Thor's heart on the way here, then now he has made clear the purpose of this trip, everything is for survival, for the survival of the tribe, he needs more people, so the real purpose of this battle can only be conquest.

Thor, who has the trump card of Kratos, of course, prefers to turn the group of savages in front of him into members of his own tribe, and for the barbarians, it will be an honor for the defeated to be able to join the victor's tribe.

He played with his waist a little more, and said to Kratos beside him: "Kratos, wait a minute, try not to kill them, if you can knock them out, it's best to knock them out." ”

Kratos twitched the corners of his eyes expressionlessly, he had never heard a barbarian fight to stun an enemy as much as possible, and in his memory, he had never killed the enemy in the most brutal way.

"Okay." But it was Thor who had no choice but to give orders, and he could only obey, and had to answer stiffly.

"As for you—" Thor looked at Blacktooth and the others again, and although the barbarians were born warriors, they were not as strong as Kratos, and could only whisper:

"Follow me and Kratos later, and we'll go and kill their Noam. "He's planning to capture the thief and capture the king first.

Thor and the others lurked to the end of the woods, and in front of them was a small sloping hill, at the foot of which Thor could see a bright bonfire, next to which were a tent of animal skins, behind which were five tall carts with wooden cages.

The whole cage is made of thick tree trunks, and there are four wooden wheels under the cage, and it seems that the whole large cage can be pulled by human power, and there are many barbarians who don't know where to go.

"It's done, it's been issued." Thor breathed heavily, and he stared at the five huge wooden cages, which contained barbarians, definitely not only from their tribe, but probably some other tribes, or homeless savages.

The number of these captives is far beyond Thor's expectations!

But this also means that the tribe under the hillside is likely to outnumber him, perhaps more than a hundred adult males!

Forcing himself to look away from the cage, Thor began to take a closer look at the entire camp.

At the edge of the cages, each wooden cage was guarded by two tall barbarians, and Thor couldn't help but widen his eyes in surprise as he looked closely.

"Kratos—" Thor asked hesitantly, touching the big man lying on the ground beside him, "You see the one the caretaker is holding in his hand, isn't it a wooden spear?" ”

"Well, I think he's holding an iron spear." Kratos' voice replied without the slightest fluctuation.

"Hell yes." Thor's eyes were red, and he stared at the spear in the hand of the savage under the hillside, reflected by the light of the fire, it could not be a wooden spear, it was clearly made of metal!

"How could this group of wildlings have metal weapons?!" Thor's heart was torn, and for a moment he wanted to go back.

If he was about to face even more than a hundred barbarian warriors, as long as they were armed with wooden spears and stone axes, Thor would not be afraid.

But if it was a hundred sturdy barbarians armed with metal spears, and his side was nearly naked and bare-handed, then even with Kratos there, Thor wouldn't be as confident as he was just now.

"Damn it—where the hell did the iron spear come from?" Thor's heavy breath whipped through the dry grass of the ground, and the barbarian warriors around him were silent, perhaps not understanding what their Nome was bothered about, but still silently waiting for the order to charge.

"No, you can't go back like this." Thor was no longer wrestling with how the damn iron spear came to be, and he knew that he couldn't just go back with someone like that, no matter what.

"If I go back like this, not only will the lost manpower not be replenished, but these warriors will probably lose confidence in me, and it is difficult to guarantee that they will not flee to other tribes."

Thor figured it out in his heart, and if he retreated now, it would become a slow death, but if he fought for his life...... Looking at the black captives in the wooden cage, Thor drooled a little, these would all be his, even including the spears in the hands of this group of savages.

Thor looked at the animal skin tents, and he was pleasantly surprised to find that among these simple tents, there was a more "exquisite", more "luxurious", and "larger" tent than the others.

"That's it," Thor said, gesturing toward the tent, "the middle one, I guess the leader of the enemy is inside." ”

Blacktooth glanced at Thor in admiration, and found the head of the enemy at a glance, which was not easy for the barbarians, they usually killed them directly, and the other barbarians also lit up their eyes, as if they had found the leader of the enemy, which raised the morale of this team a lot.

"Wait a minute, the ten of you follow me and Kratos, don't run away." Thor turned around and said, clenching the spear in his hand, his muscles tense, like a leopard ready to explode and hurt people.

"Up!" He let out a low roar, and without any more words, the twelve men rushed forward like beasts that had been in ambush for a long time.

Kratos' tall figure resembled a galloping giant elephant, his steps spanning more than twice as long as Thor and the others, and almost as soon as he began to sprint, he attracted the attention of the guards at the cage in the distance.

"Quick, quick, speed up!" Thor gasped for breath and let out a rapid cry from his chest, and in the blink of an eye, the group had rushed to the foot of the hill to the nearest tent.

At this time, a shout of warning from an enemy guard was heard in the distance.

"Quick! Fast! Fast! Thor kept shouting a quick word, as if the urging had worked, and the warriors surged under their feet, like a cloud, and in the blink of an eye they rushed past three or four tents, and the splendid tent was already in sight.

Awakened by the warning, the savages climbed out of their tents, and a young savage with a stone axe jumping out of the tent on Thor's side.

Before he could react to what was going on, however, he was greeted by a blood-stained ruthless wooden spear that Thor effortlessly pierced through his heart.

By this time Kratos had rushed to the luxurious hide-and-cover tent, and he did not go inside at all.

I saw him grasp the animal skin on the side of the tent with both hands, his arms tensed, and suddenly he exerted his strength - "hiss", and the huge tent was easily torn open with a big hole.

"Be careful!" Thor exclaimed, and in the cracked tent, a dagger glittering with cold light came menacingly, and through the gaping hole in the hide, it stabbed at Kratos.

The blow was like a poisonous snake spitting out a letter, ferocious, more like a lightning bolt, fierce and fierce, mercilessly stabbing Kratos in the heart.

"Bang!" But Kratos reacted too quickly to give his opponent any chance, and he flew up with his right foot, slicing through a phantom, and then Thor saw the wild man rushing out of the tent and being kicked away like an off-line bow and arrow.

Fortunately, Kratos seemed to have listened to Thor's instructions, and he didn't use all his strength with this kick, otherwise he was afraid that he would kick the opponent to death with one kick.

But even so, Thor saw the kicked wild man lying motionless on the ground, not just fainting but dead.

“*&………*￥#￥！！” There was a burst of words from the tent that Thor did not understand, and then a white-haired old man dressed in animal skins came out tremblingly, and he pounced on the wild man lying on the ground.

Only then did Thor realize that the stunned savage was quite petite, like a child.

But he didn't care about that, for seeing that many savages were already surrounded from all sides, Thor stepped forward and put his spear against the old man's heart, ready to stab him to death.

The old man turned around first, his hair was gray, and a yellow beard stood out on his lips.

The old man leaned on the fainted little savage, gently supported the tip of Thor's spear with his hand, rolled his eyes from side to side a few times, and pleaded to Thor: "Please don't kill us, we are nameless, I believe it will be useful to you." ”

This time he said something that was no longer in a language that Sol didn't understand, but Sol was still puzzled in his heart.

"What is the Nameless One?" Although he was puzzled in his heart, he was silent on the surface, and he did not kill anyone, but just used a wooden spear to hold against the old man's chest, and looked at the savages who surrounded him from all directions.