Northwest of the Terre Valley.

This is a simple camp, in fact, it is a little too much to say that the camp is a little too lifting, surrounded by a simple circle of gravel, inside are rows of thatched houses, the so-called gate is just a wooden board blocked at the entrance.

A typical refugee camp.

"The noble lord who came here today is really imposing." There were two chubby boar men at the camp gate, apparently in charge of guarding. The two were chatting with each other, and behind the two boar men stood a level 5 jungle dog, which looked like a pet.

The Boar People are a new race in the Orc Empire, and their history of joining the Orc Empire is only one or two hundred years.

Just one or two hundred years ago, the boar people were not considered intelligent creatures, until two hundred years ago, a demigod was born among the wild boar people, and the intelligence of the entire race was greatly improved, and it quickly grew into a new intelligent race, and more than a hundred years ago, the entire wild boar people became a member of the orc empire.

"Not really, if only I could become a nobleman." A stocky boar man on the left said with a yearning expression, the ill-fitting armor that made him look a little funny.

"Stop daydreaming, we people don't even have the status of commoners in the empire, and we are some kind of nobles."

"It's not all because of the boss." Humpty Dumpty Boar Man said indignantly, "If it weren't for him, we would have had to fall out with the village chief, how would we have come to such a ghost place." ”

The boar man on the right sighed.

"It's not all to blame the boss, that dog-day werewolf is really not a thing, he treats us like slaves all day long, works day and night, has nothing but a few potatoes every day, this group of damn nobles, there is not a good thing."

"That's right."

The short and fat boar man tightened the rusty single knife in his hand, "These dogs, if we are in a hurry, we will go up the mountain to be bandits, and when the time comes, kill those bitches." ”

A thatched hut in the camp.

A few stout boar-man men were sitting around a table, and the atmosphere in the room was a little oppressive.

"Big brother, my son can't die in vain, you must give me an explanation today!"

"Third brother, calm down! Big brother, he can't help it, we have to think about the brothers in the village, we can't afford to provoke that nobleman, not to mention that the people under him are not mediocre. ”

"Third brother."

The middle-aged wild boar man sitting in the north sighed, "Big brother knows, you feel uncomfortable, but this world is like this, and we can only be blamed for being too weak." ”

This middle-aged boar man's name is Latin, and he is the leader of this group of boar people.

Since he had left the village with his people a year earlier, they had set up camp in the valley of Ter, where they had settled down, and the boar people were very fertile, and by the end of the year the total population had reached more than five hundred.

However, as the number of people increases, food becomes more and more scarce. There is not much arable land in the Terr Valley, and most of the people in the village are old and young, and it is difficult to support them anymore.

Now there are only two ways out, one is to find a village to join, and the other is to find a cottage on Blackstone Mountain to join, and do some robbery.

Thinking of the tiger nobleman who came here in the evening, Latin's brow furrowed.

"Just now, that nobleman found me, hoping that we can join his village, second brother, third brother, what do you think?"

"It's impossible!"

The young boar man sitting on Latin's left hand side slapped the table with an ugly face.

"Big brother." The wild boar man sitting on the right hand side also spoke: "The reason why we left the village back then was because that werewolf nobleman was too greedy and cruel, and the brothers really couldn't get by, and this tiger man who came today is no different from that werewolf nobleman." ”

"I also agree with the second brother's statement, this tiger cub is a ruthless person at first glance, and the second son was beaten to death by his men just because he soiled his clothes." At this, the young boarman's eyes turned red.

"Big brother, for everyone's sake, I can not avenge this revenge, but it is impossible for me to agree to join his village."

Latin looked at his brother, he didn't understand that the nobleman's territory was completely a fire pit, but if he didn't join, I'm afraid that with the character of that nobleman, he wouldn't stop easily.

"Okay, second brother, third brother, you go and rest first, and I'll think about this matter later."

......

On the hillside to the west of the refugee camp.

Barr and his party were lurking quietly.

Whoa!

There was a thud in the grass in the forest ahead, and Barr's face tightened, and his right hand rested on the weapon at his waist. After a while, a figure wearing leather armor and carrying a bow and arrow flashed out, and several people's faces were relaxed.

"How's it going?" Barr asked in a low voice.

"My lord, they all came to investigate, they were in the camp in front of them, and now Huck is in a room on the west side of the camp, and the guards are guarding outside."

Barr must have it in his heart.

In the afternoon, when Huck and the others were leaving, Baal instructed Lilith to use the Tracking Mark on Hul, which was a skill that Lilith had comprehended at level 10 and could track hostile targets within a hundred kilometers.

Looking at the boar-man refugee camp below, Barr smiled.

His territory was now short of manpower, and it would have taken a lot of effort to subdue the boar people in front of him, but after Huck entered it, things became easier.

Walking up to Bart and whispering a few words, Bart nodded and walked off into the distance.

"Follow me."

Barr hurried through the woods in the direction of the refugee camp.

Although John and the others were very curious about Bart's whereabouts, it was not the time to ask more, and several people quickly followed.

On a half-slope in the north-west of the camp, the Barguys stopped.

The distance from the camp is about 400 meters, and the situation in the camp can be seen very clearly. Outside a thatched hut to the west, a team of cat-man guards was standing guard, including the advanced assassin in the afternoon.

"Lilith."

Baal called Lilith to him, pulled out a red potion from his backpack and handed it to her, the same poison that fell after killing the Bull Commander: Crescent Red.

"When the assassin is alone, kill the assassin first, and then we'll deal with Huck."

Lilith nodded, she has night vision, she can see very clearly even at night, plus she has guidance skills, she doesn't have to worry about accuracy.

Lilith took out two arrows from her quiver and carefully smeared the poison on them, the quenched arrows glowing blood-red.

Opportunities come and go.

It didn't take long for the cat-man assassin to leave the house where Huck was living and slowly walk towards the south gate of the camp. After a while, he came out of it and into the grass to the west, as if he was trying to solve a physiological problem.

Lilith stretched out her bow and arrows.

The assassin is a low-HP and high-attack class, and although the Assassin on the opposite side is of a high level, as an ordinary unit, the HP is definitely not more than 50,000. Crescent Red can deal 75,000 points of toxin damage in fifteen seconds, enough to kill him.

"Huh?"

The cat-man assassin who had just walked into the grass on the side of the road became alert, and the atmosphere around him felt that something was wrong.

The Assassin profession is a natural master of ambush assassination, and he has a keen sense of this kind of thing, and although he has no trace of the enemy in his surroundings, his intuition tells him that this place is dangerous right now.

The cat-man assassin stared, pulled out the dagger at his waist, watched the surroundings vigilantly, and slowly stepped back.

Sou!

There was a sound of breaking through the air.

The catman's face remained unchanged, and he quickly rolled to the side, with his current agility, he didn't pay attention to the arrows that came at this speed.

But something unexpected happened.

The arrow actually turned around in mid-air, and with a thud, it landed on his left arm.

"Ahh

With a snort, the cat-man assassin covered his left arm, but then his face changed dramatically.

"Poisonous!"

The cat-man assassin is not good in secret, the poison is very violent, and his health is lost in a few seconds, but the most important thing now is to dodge the attack of the opposing archer, if he is attacked again, it will be troublesome.