Fox Village.

Dozens of mud houses are staggered, surrounded by a circle of fences, and the color of the wooden fences is still brand new, with fresh mud and weeds.

"The beast tide is coming!"

"Defend against the beast!"

Outside the fence, some of the patrolling orcs were armed with large wooden sticks with sharp stone axes tied to the tops, and they were dressed in tattered linen shirts, and their faces were full of nervousness.

This is the fox village, which is the neighbor of Datie Village, and they can reach Datie Village on foot for a day without heavy objects.

Fox Village is very backward, without the support of the town, the villagers have no way to get iron tools, and all the villagers use primitive wooden weapons, and the slightly more powerful weapons are polished stone tools.

The patrolling orcs shouted and screamed, and the orcs shivered in the mud huts, their eyes full of fear, and the hands holding the wooden handles trembled nervously.

Just the day before, his father and mother were entangled by the evil ten green-skinned gnomes, and then he watched his parents be pushed and robbed by the green-skinned gnomes, and they poured up, opened their mouths and swallowed them, and in less than ten seconds they were eaten cleanly, and there were no bones left.

"Brother, don't go, you'll die."

The delicate voice of the fox lady sounded in the room, and the seventeen-year-old fox boy immediately stopped trembling.

In the house, his younger sister, who was three years younger than him, had come out of the grief of losing her parents, her eyes were red, her tiny hands held Lucas's hand, bean-sized tears continued to pour down, the ears of the two fluffy red foxes on her head trembled violently, and the fluffy fox tail was unstable in the center of her legs.

Looking at his crying sister, Lucas remembered his parents' temporary explanation.

"Son, you have to protect your sister!"

"Son, you have to live!"

The voices rang in his ears, tickling his back.

"Don't worry, brother protects you."

The fox boy's hands stopped trembling, and he stood up and clutched the blood-stained stone axe in the house, which was the battle axe left by his father.

"No, you're going to die."

"No, trust me." Lucas touched his sister's head, and his will became more and more determined.

He left the mud hut and gathered outside the fence, just in time to see dozens of green-skinned gnomes rushing towards him.

They are less than a meter tall, all of them have large bald heads, green skin and green muscles exposed, and their murderous faces drool, which makes people feel disgusting.

The fox men of the whole village stood up, no matter how old they were, as long as they could hold their weapons, they could fight.

A tide of small beasts like this, the fox village is not inexperienced, this time the news is too closed, and this batch of goblins is a detour of beasts, they are starving, and the fight is completely deadly, and the fierce style makes the fox warriors kill more than a dozen villagers.

You must know that there are only more than 500 people in the whole village, and the death of more than a dozen is already a huge casualty.

Roar, roar, roar!

The little goblins charged brainlessly, and in the face of more than a hundred young men's weapons, they were quickly knocked down by wooden sticks, or cut large wounds by sharp stone axes, and spurted blood on the spot and died.

The brave Lucas also fought with all his might for the sake of his sister at home.

Just now, two goblins surrounded him, and he accidentally bit his arm, but fortunately, the captain came in time to let him walk back from the ghost gate.

After all, injuries could not be avoided in the battle of cold weapons, and more than a hundred villagers had injured orcs.

"No, if we continue to fight, there will be more and more wounded in our village, and we must go to Datie Village for protection."

"There are mine lion soldiers in Datie Village, as well as blacksmith shops, and the weapons are also iron weapons, they are definitely not afraid of small beast tides." The orcs of the patrol muttered to themselves, as if to convince everyone to take a temporary residence in the Great Iron Village.

"The grain field has been destroyed by them, I went to the farmland just now to see, a lot of rice has been swallowed, even the traditional Chinese medicine-flavored mushy rice plants have been swallowed up, there are definitely more than two or three hundred beasts around our fox village, maybe four or five hundred."

The captain's fox ears are upside down on his head, and the fox's tail is shrunk between his legs, which is a sign of tension among the villagers of the fox village, and he is shrunk between his legs to express that he is in a state of tension and low status.

"But collective action is too dangerous, and if Datie Village sends people to protect us, we can't act at all." Several members of the patrol whispered.

The day before yesterday, they used a pigeon to send a message to the old hunter in Datie Village, but they did not know if the pigeon had received the letter.

Just as they were worried, the rustling of footsteps was heard again in the forest, and the panicked orcs looked up just in time to see green shadows walking through the forest.

"They're here again!"

"It's a lot more than twice as many this time!"

The orc covered his mouth in horror, there were already more than thirty fox teenagers injured, and when they fought again, the village's combat effectiveness would definitely plummet.

"What should I do?"

Lucas was almost desperate, the blood on his right arm was gushing and flowing, and just a simple clothing bandage just now could not stop the bleeding.

The goblin's fangs were too large, and the disgusting slime seeped into his wounds, and he felt a little dizzy.

"Sister, I can't take you to Datie Village." Bucas muttered to himself, handing the sharp stone axe to his companions, who were still able to fight.

Ten seconds later, the fox orcs retreated in front of the fence, blushing and picking up stone tools, staring at those evil goblins, as long as they dared to touch the fence, they would slash over with an axe.

Behind them, some effeminate women also took up wooden weapons to do their last bit for the village.

Roar, roar, roar!

The goblins rushed over, and the number of goblins was about three or four hundred, which was about the same number as the young men and women of the fox village.

Lucas felt that the village was coming to an end, and even if the village didn't die this time, it would definitely fall next time.

He glanced back at his hut and wanted to gaze at the house one last time, only to find that his weak sister had stepped out, and she had picked up the sticks in the house.

"Go back!"

As soon as he said this, a resounding gunshot rang in Lucas's ears.

Bang bang bang –

He had never heard such a sound before, it was so dense, and in an instant, sixty sharp bursts of air burst into the air, followed by the sound of heavy objects being broken down, bones shattering, blood erupting, and heavy objects falling to the ground.

The ears of the fox people are also very sensitive, in fact, the ears of the orc people are usually sensitive to hearing, Lucas found that his sister was surprised, and he slowly turned his head to look at the world-like scene.

I saw that all the gnomes at the end of the green-skinned dwarf beast tide fell in a pool of blood, and in the distance behind him, a light white smoke screen more than ten meters long slowly rose into the air.