readx;??? The night was dark, and more than 200 strong men of the minotaur quietly approached quickly from the downwind of the camp of the steel-maned boarmen. The four hooves of the warriors www.biquge.info were tightly wrapped in a thick roll of linen to prevent the heavy body from making a noise as it advanced.

Wren led his soldiers to sneak into the warning range of the boar man camp in this way, and lurked quietly at the foot of the mountain about two hundred yards away from the boar man camp. More than 200 fierce and fierce Minotaur warriors tightened their weapons and pursed their lips, without making a sound, with Wren's orders.

It had been nearly eight or nine hours since Wren and the others came to reconnoiter the enemy's situation in the evening. Rennes, who returned to the camp, gathered the backbone of several raiding detachments, carefully studied the information obtained, and made the most careful arrangements for the information.

There were almost eight hundred of them in this group of one-eyed boar men, most of whom were adult boar man warriors.

The ethics of the boar people are simple, women and children must obey the adult males absolutely, the adult males must obey those who are stronger than them, and all must obey the shamans. Disrespectful actions are punished severely, often with an arm or an eye, and those incapacitated are put to death. And those children who were thinner than their own people in their infancy will be abandoned in the wilderness without hesitation and left to fend for themselves.

The discipline system of the boar people is purely to promote the rejection of weakness, and they would rather fight to the death against an invincible enemy than die in a hospital bed or die in punishment.

Under such cruel regulations, the vast majority of the wild boar people clan were old and weak, and they had long been eliminated by the laws of nature. With the exception of a few female boar people who have mastered some shamanic powers, many more boar women are only used as tools to reproduce the next generation of the group, and are even restricted from taking up arms.

In such a situation, although these wild boar people are extremely fierce in battle, there are not many of them. And the elite soldiers against the elite soldiers, that is the most unscrupulous situation of these fierce and unruly soldiers under the command of Wren, Wren is also confident, when the gap in strength is not large, the current Kalimdo, no one can block the blades and iron hooves of the warriors under his command.

The strength of this group of boar people is not very strong, and most of the troops are composed of a single warrior and hunter, and there are a few boar people who resemble shamans, and it is not difficult to deal with in the eyes of a group of proud soldiers led by Wren.

If nothing goes wrong, it's easy to eat them.

At this point, it was already the second half of the night, and it was the time when most creatures were most tired. In the wild boar man camp, during the day, the dense patrols also died down, and only a few teams of unlucky people were still patrolling listlessly. The noisy snoring of the boar people in the camp came and went, and could still be clearly transmitted to the ears of the members of the raid detachment from a long distance, and the entire boar man camp was no longer noisy during the day, and it looked very quiet.

It is estimated that the peaceful life in the barren land is used to it, and this already somewhat lazy race has long lost its due vigilance. Not only were the patrolling guards listless, but several wild boar hunters who were supposed to be vigilant were also holding inferior bows and crossbows, lying on the side and dreaming. The whole camp is no different from being undefended. However, this is rare good news for the raiding detachment.

After observing for a moment, Wren hunched over and made a few gestures towards the minotaur hunters and druids who were half-crouching behind him. I saw a dozen elite hunters who had been waiting for a long time, and their footsteps rushed out briskly, and as they went, their figures gradually faded, consistent with the surrounding scenery, and if they didn't look closely, it was difficult to find the flaw - the skill of the elite hunters: camouflage.

The druids transformed into big cats with two horns, like the prairie wanderers of the barren lion packs. These transformed druids, with the thick pads of flesh under their feet, quietly ran out for a long time, and near the camp of the boar people, they also entered the stealth and disappeared from sight.

After a while, under Wren's sharp gaze and strong perception, several faint figures vaguely appeared beside the wild boar hunters who were still asleep. After a thud and a thud, these sleeping murderous creatures slept forever in their dreams. Several hunters who appeared in shape pulled out the daggers that had stabbed into the heads of these pig-headed men, wiped a handful of red and white bloody residue on them, put away the dagger, used the camouflage again, and disappeared from sight. Due to the crisp and neat movements, it did not arouse the minds of those sleepy boar man patrols, and the kills were perfect.

As for the stalker druids, Wren estimated the time in his mind, and he should have touched the vicinity of the tents in the camp that were obviously taller than ordinary tents. Seeing that the plan has been implemented extremely smoothly so far, Wren bowed slightly in satisfaction. Turning around and coming to Scam's side, Wren turned over vigorously, and the raiding detachment that had been lurking quietly behind him immediately stepped onto the battle Kodomon, waiting for the order to attack.

Wren drew his lean and sharp dragon scale sword, swung his right hand downward, and pulled Scam's reins with his left hand, no longer hiding his body, and charged towards the gate of the boar man's camp. The two hundred burly giants behind him were also neatly draped, clenched the weapons in their hands, and rode the combat Kodo beast under their crotch, speeding away and following closely, the distance of two hundred yards was instantaneous for the combat Kodo beast with excellent foot power and explosive power. In the blink of an eye, Wren and his strong men had rushed to the gate of the boar man's camp.

At the main gate of the camp, the two teams of wild boar people who were originally sleepy were finally awakened by the tremor brought by the Kodo beast charge, and looked around a little dazedly.

The first, presumably a strong boar man from the patrol leader, waited until he reacted from his astonishment, and was just about to shout loudly, reminding the clansmen who were still sleeping in the shack to get up and meet the enemy, but before he could shout, he was beheaded by Wren with a sword, and the huge boar's head flew up and flew high, spilling the drenched blood on the patrolman who was still standing, and it was steaming with salty salt.

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