Gurgle, grunt! Bursts of bowel sounds sounded like thunder from the marching bear-man procession, and almost every bear-man was bending over with one hand on his stomach and moving slowly. They hadn't eaten anything since they had eaten breakfast the day before, which was a terrible thing for a strong bear.

Gently rubbing his stomach, the old patriarch of the bear clan forced himself to straighten his stiff waist and stretched his waist vigorously, not to mention those bear warriors, even the patriarch of the bear clan had nothing to eat, and the burning hunger feeling constantly stimulated their spirits.

Kaka, who had been following the bears, felt that the bearmen's gaze towards him was becoming more and more unkind, and his red eyes kept staring at him, and even a trace of salivation could be faintly seen from the mouths of those bearmen.

"Kaka...... Let's not follow the bears, the eyes they look at are so scary, they are so scary!" one of the pig companions poked Kaka lightly and whispered to him. Listening to the words of this pig companion, the pig people around them also nodded in agreement.

After thinking about it for a while, Kaka nodded and said, "Okay, let's go to the small hill over there to rest for a while, and find out if there are any grass roots or roots to fill your stomach." ”

When he was away from the bear soldiers, Kaka clearly read reluctance, regret and greed in the eyes of those bear people. Although the pig people are all pot-bellied, their ability to find food on their own is not small, plus they are never picky eaters, whether it is grass roots or tubers or snakes, insects, rats and ants, as long as they can eat something, they dare to try.

When a pigman stepped onto a small hill slightly higher than the surrounding area, about to find out if there were any rat hole tubers, he was stunned by an inadvertent flick.

"Kaka, Kaka, humans!humans!" the pigman waved his arms vigorously on the hill and gestured to Kaka.

By the time Kaka saw and climbed the hill, the humans in the distance were barely able to see clearly. The bright armor and steel shields, the neat line, and the human warrior in front of the line with shining armor to the sassy bag, Kaka recognized as the human legion that defeated the ape warriors.

Suddenly shivered, Kaka knew that the bears were miserable at this moment, and the bravery of the human legion was obvious to all, how could a group of hungry bears beat those humans? Kaka looked around left and right, trying to find a place to hide for a while, but the endless wasteland was full of weeds and gravel, and there was no place for the pigmen to hide.

Hoping that the beast god would bless those bear people, Kaka folded his hands on his chest and prayed devoutly for the bear people. In this situation, it can only pray that the bears can defeat those humans. If the bear clan is defeated, a team of pigmen will not be able to escape the pursuit of humans at all.

"Alert!Traces of humans are found ahead!" A high-pitched and majestic warning voice immediately spread throughout the bear clan. Thanks to a good sense of smell and proper wind direction, the Spartan Legion was noticed by the bears before they could get close to the bears.

A burly and stout bear man gathered side by side to form a huge circle, and the old patriarch said to his son in the circle: "Don't panic and lead the team to run around, the hungry children won't be able to run for long." We're still waiting for those humans to come and see their strength, and if they are not strong, then we will just eat them. This not only tore through the encirclement of the human race, but even the military rations that were rushing behind were available!"

The consistent thinking of the orcs made the old patriarch of the bear clan also think that ordinary humans simply did not have the ability to fight with the orcs in the field, and a single human legion could only be reduced to a feast for the bears when they encountered a fully organized ursa legion.

However, the son of the old patriarch thought that they should stay away from the humans immediately, and if they were entangled by the humans, the steady stream of human reinforcements would seriously slow their pace. Unfortunately, this negative intention was not accepted by the bears, whether it was a strong hunger pang or orc pride, the bears agreed with the old patriarch's decision.

Seeing the walking food slowly approaching him, there was a trace of restlessness among the bears in the outermost circle, and they could hardly keep the formation tight, if it weren't for the old patriarch's loud shout, maybe the bears couldn't help but pounce on themselves.

The Spartan soldiers, after slowly approaching the bears' formation, did not attack immediately, but threw small pockets from the queue. The small pockets had been untied, and when they were tossed to the ground, they spread out, revealing pieces of golden-brown bread inside, and in some cases strips of reddish-brown bacon jerky.

A neat babbling sound rang out from among the bears, grunting, followed by the sound of saliva swallowing. There was a strong agitation in the bears' array, and the bears opened their small eyes one by one, staring at the food on the ground, their noses twitching constantly, trying to collect the smell of the food. If it weren't for the old patriarch watching them from behind, maybe the bear people would have rushed over to pick them up.

But even so, the younger bear-man could not hold back the hunger and hunger in his heart, and he sprang forward, and rolled over to the food, and with both hands to the left and right, he grabbed two bags of food and ran into his own queue.

The Spartan soldiers watched coldly at the bear-man's antics and did not move. After the bear-man successfully returned to the queue, he couldn't wait to open the two small pockets, and a rich wheat aroma mixed with the aroma of corn spread in the bear-man team, and the bear-man picked up a piece of cake in one hand, and before it could be stuffed into his mouth, a bear-man next to him poked his head into the bloody mouth, and the cake was only a little scrap in the bearman's hand.

The bear man was chewing on the sweet cake while making a happy hum, and the human race was worthy of being the most enjoyable race, and even the cake made of the same grain was more fragrant than the orcs. Seeing the satisfied look of this bear man, the bears around the bear man couldn't help it, and surrounded the bear man one after another.

The bears ate sweetly, but the bears around them were still looking at them with hungry eyes, and they couldn't tell who led them, and the bears almost unanimously threw themselves at the food thrown on the ground.