Chapter 39: The Patrolling Boar Man
Andy was blown by a whirlwind of sand and quickly covered his eyes with his sleeve, coughing and spitting out the sand grains that had entered his mouth. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info "What the hell is this weather!" Andy muttered.
As far as the eye can see, there is yellow in front of you. Andy really suspects that this is the desert of this world, and looking at those drought-tolerant ferns, they are all listlessly pulling their leaves, I'm afraid the climate here is even more serious than the desert.
Andy looked all the way south and looked at the sky. The sun had set in the west, and there was some hunger in the belly, and when it entered the barren land, it ate only a few fruits. Andy walked another way, found a corner of a leeward rock wall, and slept soundly for the night.
Andy could barely sleep that night, hunger was secondary, and most importantly, the temperature difference between day and night in this barren place was too great, and almost all the hot people during the day were faster, and at night, the howling cold wind alone could freeze people into a popsicle.
When he woke up in the morning, Andy was out of breath. Despite this, he will continue to walk. He knew that the invasion of the orcs would come to an end when it reached the Gray Valley, and he would never be able to make an inch, even if Gul'dan himself came. Crossing the Grey Valley to the north, they entered an important area of the elven territory, and Tyrande would not let them attack easily. In this way, the orcs will soon travel south to this barren land.
Andy held on until it was almost noon, and just as his eyes were blurred, he seemed to see a hare scurrying over a sand dune not far away. Andy shook his head, thinking that he was starting to hallucinate? When he looked at it, he was really not dazzled, and under the sand dune, there was really a hare squatting.
Andy suddenly came to his senses, hurriedly bent his bow and arrow, ran a few steps up, and as soon as his hand was loosened, the sharp arrow directly penetrated the hare's body. Andy ran over, pulled the arrow from the hare's body, and put his mouth up, and a stream of fishy rabbit blood flowed into his mouth. Andy was choked and coughed, there was no way, if he didn't drink this rabbit blood, he would probably die of thirst.
He used the skinning knife he carried with him to cut open the hare. Then he gathered together a nest of dead grass, lit it with flint, and threw the hare into the fire. When the cluster of dead grass was burned, Andy didn't care about the heat, so he directly picked up the grass ash with his hands, picked up the hare, and couldn't wait to eat it.
The hare was not fully cooked, and there was still blood on the rabbit meat, and Andy couldn't care about it. At this time, Andy should be more like an orc than an orc, with blood on his mouth and eating half-cooked bloody rabbit meat.
After eating the little half of the rabbit, Andy had some strength in his body, and he hung the remaining half of the rabbit on his body and continued to walk south, he wanted to get out of here before the orcs arrived.
When Azeroth's iconic two moons appeared in the sky, Andy looked around blankly. He realized that he had missed his night, and that the wind on the barren land had begun to cool down, and the wind on him made him shiver unconsciously.
Andy looked around, and there was no suitable place to spend the night. Andy ran forward for a while, and saw a large rock lying lonely on the ground, and Andy sat down in the back, just enough to block the cold wind. Although the temperature of the air is still very low, it is still much better without the direct blowing of the cold wind.
Andy tightened his clothes and closed his eyes in a daze.
"The cold wind blows, my heart is still warm......" A cluster of firelight, swaying in the cold wind, floated towards the big stone where Andy lived. The fire is blown by the wind, swinging back and forth like a tumbler, but it is not extinguished.
The firelight was a torch doused with animal fat, and under the firelight was a pig half as tall as a man.
Pig? Yes, it's a pig, you read that right! To be exact, it should be the Boar People. Two palm-sized pointed ears, long on the top of the head, swayed from side to side from time to time, listening to the movements around them. At the ends of the two short legs, there are two pig's trotters, and the legs are covered with a thin layer of animal skin. The two arms were relatively normal, and the two broad palms of the two broad palms, holding the torch swaying in the wind, singing a song that no one could understand, sat on the stone with one butt.
"Oops, it's too cold today." The wild boar complained in his mouth, "It's really bullying to let me go out on patrol on such a cold day, I've been patrolling at night for a month!" ”
Andy sat behind the stone and listened quietly. Andy hadn't slept in the first place, and when the boar man appeared, he woke up with a loud pig howl. Andy is glad he has a translation system, otherwise he must have heard a chirp in his ears. Thinking of this, Andy seemed to see a pig in front of him, strolling along the road with a torch, humming loudly as he walked.
"Poof" Andy lost his mind for a moment, and actually laughed out loud, which stood out in such a silent night wilderness.
"Oh maa!" The boar man screamed and jumped off the big rock. In the past month, when I patrol here every day, I have taken a break from this big rock, and I haven't heard this big rock sound in the past.
Andy hurriedly covered his mouth after laughing, although he was not afraid of it, it was really not wise to fight against these species similar to beasts at night.
The boar man brought the torch close to the big rock, and his eyes were bewildered. "Why is it silent?" The boar muttered and began to circle around the big rock.
"I'll go!" The boar man noticed a dark shadow on the back of the big rock, and he was so frightened that he almost threw the torch away.
Andy was also startled, he didn't know which tendon of the wild boar was wrong, and he dared to go around the back to check when he heard a sound. Andy just stared at the boar, big eyes on small eyes.
"You, you, what are you?" The boar man stammered.
"You, you, what are you?" Andy scrambled to his feet and said in the tone of a boar man.
"I'm a boar man, what are you?" The boar said, "Don't learn from me!" ”
Andy just wanted to laugh when he looked at this boar man, and he knew that he was learning from him. "What do you think I look like?" Andy said.
The boar man came closer, and the torches were almost attached to Andy. Andy's two pointed ears are exposed, he is wearing a piece of leather armor, and he wears a pair of leather boots on his feet. "You're a boar man too?" The boar man wondered, "How did I see such a tall boar man as you?" "Apparently, the boar man only looked at Andy's pointed ears.
Andy almost spurted out a mouthful of old blood, stared at the wild boar man, and said angrily: "You are the wild boar man, your whole family is a wild boar man!" ”
"Yes, I'm a wild boar man, and my wife is also a wild boar man!" The boar man decided in his heart that Andy was also a boar man, although this kind of person looked a little strange, but he was not so vigilant about his kind.
"What's wrong with the wild boar man, don't deny that you are a wild boar man just because you look strange." The boar man leaned closer and said, "The boar man also has self-esteem!" ”
Andy really can't laugh or cry, when he encounters such a living treasure, it seems that his IQ is not very high, but I don't know if this wild boar man is like this. Andy glanced at the boar man and said helplessly: "Okay, I'm a boar man, I'm proud!" Andy was scolded, am I proud?
"That's right." The boar man grinned, his fangs even more hideous, "Hey, why are you out there so late?" ”
"I'm ......," Andy said with an embarrassed expression, "I'm lost." ”
"Huh?" The boar man was surprised, "Lost, you really can!" ”
The boar man sat down on the big rock again, and said, "Now, when I have a rest, go back with me, than to blow the cold wind in this wilderness." My name is Nack, what tribe are you from? ”
"I ......" Andy didn't know how to answer, how did he know what tribes the boar people had.
"Hey, forget it. Look at you, your brain must not be as good as mine, a wild boar man who can get lost, how can he remember his own tribe. Nack the Boar Man waved his hand and said, "I'm from the Steelmane Clan. ”
Andy couldn't help but open his mouth wide, what kind of logic is this boar man, what does it have to do with being lost and not being able to remember his own clan? However, when he heard the word steelmane, he still asked, "Where do you live?" ”
"We're at Thorn Ridge not far to the east." Nack said.
Thorn Ridge? Andy was shocked, this is over, isn't this going directly into the boar man's base camp?