In the boar man camp, there was a rush to put it aside. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Before dawn, the Minotaur raiding detachment had finally packed up everything. At this moment, more than 200 members of the advance force raid detachment straddled the mighty combat Kodo beast, and immediately slashed their swords.

More than a hundred captured boar warriors, bound tightly with ropes and tendons, tied to the broad backs of the Kodomon, and their mouths were stuffed with all sorts of cloth and debris from the camp, and they were silenced by the angry curses and frightened screams that had long since awakened from the pigs' mouths.

At this time, the wild boar man camp has long since lost the slightest appearance before the Minotaur strong men raided last night. The already dilapidated and dirty shacks and tents were now dismantled, and several sturdy guard towers and fences were either torn down or the columns were cut down.

Many flammable materials were piled up haphazardly near the wooden shacks, sprinkled with grease, and by now they had already been set on fire, and the fire was burning. The scorching flames rose more than a person high, and the heat wave could still be felt from far away. The scorching smell wafted in the wind, and black smoke filled the sky over the entire camp.

Standing outside the boar man camp, Wren who straddled Scam's back turned his head and carefully looked back at the boar man camp in front of him, surrounded by rolling flames, for a moment. After a few moments, Wren tugged at Scam's reins and galloped without saying a word.

Behind him, more than 200 strong men of the Minotaur also silently pulled the reins, galloped to follow the figure of Wren, and the sun of dawn and sunrise stretched the shadow of the marching team for a long time......

I am the dividing line of the sun********************

It was already noon, and the scorching sun of the barren land had once again dominated the sky, and at this moment, endless light and heat were scattering, scorching the desolate land of the barren land. Most of the animals, who have long been accustomed to the climate of the barren land, do not choose to come out to hunt and roam during the hottest time of the day.

Those creatures in the upper echelons of the food chain who are powerful in the barren land, cunning and shrewd, basically choose to occupy a rare shady place in the barren land at this moment, rest and relax, and reserve physical strength for the hunt in the evening.

Wren and the more than 200 strong men of the Minotaur led by him rode non-stop galloping on the Kodo beasts for a morning, and at this moment they stopped at the shady foothills of a mountain that was blocked by the mountains. And this rare good place is that the strong men of the Minotaur made a cameo appearance as a robber, and after killing several leading male velociraptors, they violently drove away this group of velociraptor groups entrenched here, and the bright doves occupied the magpie's nest.

The noon feast came from the velociraptors who were killed and still gave their bodies to their best.

More than a dozen campfires were lit, and several grills and several stockpots were set up on them.

The grill is sprinkled with velociraptor meat, which is roasted with a straight sound, dripping a few drops of golden grease from time to time; A cauldron full of ingredients is bubbling and bubbling, and several large pieces of cut velociraptor meat are tumbling up and down with the aroma of the soup. A few anxious minotaur strong men had already taken out their daggers, sliced roasted golden velociraptor meat, regardless of the hot mouth, stuffed them into their mouths, scooped a bowl of thick soup, and poured it into their throats after blowing, looking very satisfied. In the entire camp, the warriors of more than 200 minotaur raid detachments, in this rare tranquility, finally had more smiling faces on their faces, putting aside the depression from last night to just now, and the atmosphere became lighter. At this moment, the warriors forgot the unpleasantness, forgot the shameful killing, and simply enjoyed the peace of the afternoon.

Wren had already lit a campfire after he had ordered a rest. Standing in front of his campfire, Wren took out the iron plate that had been made by people in the early years from his magic backpack, put it on the fire, poured a layer of refined fish oil, spread the velociraptor ribs into thin slices, spread them out on the iron plate one by one, and kept rolling back and forth with a shovel, and broke the two warriors to find the velociraptor eggs, sprinkled with salt to make an omelette.

Inherited from the craftsmanship of the ancient Chinese food family, Wren can be said to be the most knowledgeable person in the world of Azeroth, ignoring the salivating expression of Samulo next to him, Wren continued to focus on the cooking ...... in front of him

After a while, the velociraptor omelet has been fried thoroughly, and the thin slices of meat have also been medium-rare, and the thick meat aroma and the tender smell of the quiche are constantly intertwined.

In the impatient gaze of Samuro, who was already salivating on the side, Wren finally nodded with satisfaction, served it on an iron plate, poured a special lizard meat hot sauce, and handed it to the violent lead singer on the side. Watching Samuro gobble up and exclaim his expression, I felt a sense of satisfaction, and the depression after the earlier slaughter of women and children gradually dissipated and was put aside.

"Oh, Wren, I didn't expect you to be so good at cooking! Woo, it's so delicious, well, I've decided, I'll mix with you every day for dinner in the future, three meals a day, it's up to you to do it! Of course, I won't eat you for nothing, I can teach you to sing. I'll give you a little secret, do you know why I'm so popular? It's because I sing well, so there are a lot of minotaur beauties like me~~~" Samuro ate very comfortably, praised Wren's cooking skills, and also recommended his singing skills to Wren cheaply.

"Ahem, eat yours well, three meals a day... Do you and I have as much time as you do? Wren, who was drinking velociraptor soup, choked directly when he heard Samuro's ridicule and promotion, put down the bowl, coughed twice, and went smoothly, raised his head to look at the violent lead singer Samuro with a narrow face, and retorted angrily. He tossed a large piece of roasted velociraptor meat to Scam, who had been waiting for a long time, and received a satisfied howl from the latter.

"Don't be so stingy, I can provide the ingredients, and you know, many people have asked me to teach them to sing, but I haven't agreed!" Eating with a round belly, the violent lead singer Samuro continued to blatantly sell his singing voice.

"Another day!" After a morning of running, Wren didn't have much energy to talk to Samuro, turned around and leaned against the warm mountain rocks to lie down, Wren closed his eyes and ignored it.

Wren, who was lying down, listened to the unbridled laughter of the violent lead singer Samuro behind him, the depression in his heart gradually dissipated, and he closed his eyes in a soothing mood and pretended to sleep.

Life is not all regrets and gloom, and there is a good side to him, isn't it?

You shouldn't dwell on things that annoy you, right?

For the sake of the future of the Minotaurs, for the sake of their own beliefs, what can they do to be a butcher and a demon?

I have no regrets.

Under the relaxed atmosphere in the camp at the moment and the amusement of the violent lead singer Samuro, Wren finally let go of the depression at this moment and easily enjoyed the moment of peace before the war.

Don't regret the choices you make, the sacrifices you make have their value, what are you still struggling with? Rennes, who closed his eyes, gradually fell asleep by leaning on the warm stone wall exposed to the sun in the explanation of himself.