"Slay the dragon!"

"Slay the dragon!"

"Slay the dragon!"

The gnolls who had been silent for a short time suddenly became excited, perhaps because of Warwick's blood, or perhaps because of hunger. At least, in the eyes of these gnolls, it was easier to deal with underground gnomes weaker than they were to deal with dragons.

Except for the old and young gnolls, the whole insectivorous tribe moved.

They sharpened their knives on rocks, made stone hammers out of sticks and stones, and made spears from sharpened bones.

After a simple recuperation and mobilization, the chaotic gnoll tribe went on the march.

Warwick walked in front, followed by a large group of hungry men with their chests and backs, and the male gnolls were so hungry that they were only skinned and bone-lining

Even so, when they heard about hunting, all of them became agitated, imagining that they would be able to eat fresh flesh and blood in a moment, and the thirsty mouth of the jackal kept secreting disgusting saliva.

The underground gnome's lair is a kilometer away, this is a much weaker race than the jackals, the adult gnolls are 8 feet tall, two meters away, while the underground gnomes are only 3 feet tall, this is a race that even humans can bully at will, but don't look at their small size, their bodies are unexpectedly strong, and they are also natural spellcasters, but the mana is very weak.

(Note: One foot is about 33.3333 cm)

In this rocky hill, the underground gnomes and the gnolls have fought countless times, and the gnomes rely on the countless rock tunnels dug underground, and every time the gnolls attack, they can avoid it without danger, and at most they will catch two or three unlucky eggs.

But this time, looking at the attitude of the jackals almost all of them, it seems that they don't want to let go of the group of guys who only know how to make holes like before.

The gnolls rushed violently towards the underground gnome station, and there was nothing to see on the ground, but underground, they had already dug this area and built an underground city of their own tribe, with only a few holes leading to the ground.

"Take all the firewood, leaves, and weeds we have collected, light them, put out the fire, and put them at the entrance of the hole where they can find, and since these 'rats' like to make holes, they will smoke them to death!"

Warwick bared his teeth and drooled from his mouth, he had long since seen the rats unpleasant.

After a while, seven or eight piles of firewood were lit next to the entrance of the cave, and there were special jackals blowing air, and the billowing smoke suddenly poured into the underground dwarf city along the tunnel, which was really pervasive.

"Guard every hole well, and as long as there are 'rats' coming out, I will be beaten to death!" Warwick carried a stone axe and drank coldly, "Today, we are going to eat meat!" ”

No need for him to tell the gnolls, who were already hungry and their eyes were glowing, to know what to do.

The smoke tactics worked surprisingly well, and after only waiting for two or three minutes, there were constantly underground gnomes who chose to break through, although they knew that there were murderous gnolls waiting outside, but there was still a chance of surviving when they went out, and they could only be smoked alive by the choking smoke if they continued to stay underground.

In order to make the underground gnomes more comfortable to crawl out, the cunning gnolls also deliberately left one or two holes without placing firewood, naturally, there will be more gnolls guarding their prey here.

The unlucky ones had just shown their heads and had no time to flee when they were knocked out and dragged away by a stick.

The number of underground gnomes far exceeds the imagination of the gnolls, almost a steady stream of rushing out of the holes, if the two sides gather people to do a fair fight, with the absolute numerical superiority of the gnomes, even if they are naturally weaker than the gnolls, it is estimated that they can fight back and forth, and there are losses to each other.

And not like now......

One stick, stun, drag away, next.

These tunnels, which are usually used by underground gnomes to escape for their lives, are like gates to hell at this time, and passing through them is death.

Of course, not all of the holes are in the hands of the gnolls, and there are some hidden exits built in other places, from which a large number of underground gnomes have managed to escape, but almost all of them are female gnomes and children.

However, even so, the benefits of this battle of the gnolls can definitely be described as a good harvest.

Not only did they carry a dwarf, but they also robbed many of the weapons they used to dig tunnels, all of which were iron, much better than their stonework.

Warwick led his tribe back to the tribe with the spoils of war, and all of them had a look of excitement on their faces, and after being hungry for a long time, they were finally able to eat a full meal.

He climbed the stone platform where he had given his speech with three gnomes, and he held his axe aloft, and the noisy gnolls immediately became silent. Now they looked at their leader, their eyes full of respect.

Whoever is able to take them to find food and eat enough is a qualified leader.

Clearly, Warwick did it today.

Although they don't know if there will be another meal after eating this meal.

"As I said today, I will lead you back to Kazarin and restore the glory of the Wolf Tooth Tribe! The first step, we have already done it. Warwick's gaze swept over his people and let out a high-pitched roar, followed by the gnolls below.

"Now, I want all of you to feed me! Only when we are full can we have strength, and only with strength can we slay dragons, and we can become stronger! ”

He threw the three underground gnomes on the stone platform, and with an axe, the corpses separated, and the blood spewed out several meters away like a fountain, pouring red on the ground, and the air was filled with a strong smell of blood, blood, which made these beasts even more excited.

Warwick picked up the dwarf's head and held it high above his head.

"Today I'm going to let you know that as long as the gnolls are united, even the dragons have nothing to fear!"

"Slay the dragon!"

"Long live the gnolls!"

"Dragon Slayer Warwick!"

"Slaughter those two dragon cubs!"

All the gnolls roared in a daze, and suddenly the sky darkened, as if a dark cloud had drifted directly above them to block the sun.

The jackals looked up at the sky in unison, with a look of horror—

Two huge monsters filled their entire eyeballs, one red and one silver, two dragons fell from the sky and landed on the stone platform, Warwick reflexively rolled to the side, fell off the stone platform, so that he was not trampled into a puddle of meatloaf, and luckily escaped.

But the other two underground gnomes who just fainted were not so lucky, in front of the weight of the dragon, their bodies were like tofu, the bones of the spine were shattered inch by inch, the blood and internal organs were like crushed tomatoes splashed at once, and their heads were like balloons, bang, directly exploded, and their brains splashed.

The huge red dragon with a body length of more than eleven meters looked condescendingly at the ugly gnoll in front of him, the eyes of the double dragon were full of indifference, and there was no emotion.

"What were you lowly wild dog offal, what were you talking about? Want to slay a dragon? Well? “

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ps: Two more arrived, ask for collection, ask for recommendation~

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