The wind and snow swept the entire wilderness, and in the ice and snow, everything became blurred, and white became the only color between heaven and earth. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

In the wind and snow, the black neat gray stone tribal alliance high wall, in the snow white, looks so unique, like a sleeping giant, full of majesty.

Outside the high walls, the wind and snow flew, and under the thick snow buried the bones of frozen deaths, and in the cold wind, a little humble life was dissipated.

Within the high walls, rows of neat wooden houses looked clean and tidy, and occasionally one or two minotaurs braved the wind and snow to stagger out of a tall three-story building, and finally returned to their respective wooden houses.

At the same time, some of the legendary greedy goblins can also be seen flashing through the wind and snow, they are covered in thick fur and shuttle between wooden houses, most of the goblins often come and go in a slightly special building, and occasionally glimpse the various materials in the building.

With a goblin crossbow on his back, a dagger pinned to his waist, and a spear made of iron and wood in his hand, Toure patrolled the high walls with several minotaurs with a blank face.

This is the arrangement of Wang Xiaotian, the patriarch of Toure, the great wilderness in winter is full of dangers, even if there is a high wall of protection, it cannot be too slack, therefore, the patriarch arranges for the minotaur to patrol the high wall every day to prevent accidents.

Toure was just an ordinary minotaur warrior, the strength of the Bronze Rank made him very thin and cared for in the tribe, he had always hated his weakness because he couldn't get more food, but now he was glad more than once. It was precisely because of his weakness that he was seriously injured in that hunt that he met the current patriarch Wang Xiaotian.

When he thought of the patriarch Wang Xiaotian, Toure's heart was full of respect, even worship.

The man with black hair and black eyes, his arrival changed the entire Graystone tribe, and his deep black eyes were full of wisdom. He always showed a cynical appearance, but the inadvertent expression of his true feelings was like a wise man who saw through everything, and his inventions were full of difficult wonders, this man, he changed the gray stone.

A gust of cold wind blew, and the biting cold wind made this bronze junior minotaur shiver, Toure tried to puff up his chest, while patrolling his area, while secretly thinking: "When today's patrol is over, I have also saved some points, and I can go to the tavern for a good drink."

Thinking of the tavern, Toure couldn't help but have a wonderful smile on his face, it's a great place with the best spirits, warm rooms, and a lot of fun to enjoy there.

"I heard that the patriarch is holding a concert in the tavern, and I want to go and see it after the patrol. ”

Toure muttered under his breath, he was intrigued by everything new the patriarch had created, for it was wonderful, even magical.

I have to say that Toure is an outlier of the Minotaur clan, his lack of strong body makes him use his brain more, compared to other clansmen, Toure is a smart Minotaur, therefore, he is always full of interest in Wang Xiaotian's invention.

In Toure's young life, he had been to many orc tribes and seen some strange things, but he had never seen anything like Wang Xiaotian, which made him full of hope for the future.

The high walls give them an unparalleled sense of security.

Plenty of food so they don't have to go hungry anymore.

And what Toure admires the most is the points, which make all the labor rewarded. Although the tribal alliance does not have a complete law and a sound system, Toure, who is not stupid, understands that this point makes the people more energetic.

Toure will always remember that man, standing on the high wall, and said with an excited expression: "All the effort should be rewarded!"

Yes, all the efforts should be rewarded, in the past, the clansmen hunted bloodily for the sake of their stomachs and relatives, and that was for survival.

And now, they don't have to worry about going hungry, they don't have to fear that their loved ones who go out one day won't come back, and they don't have to worry about being torn apart by the terrifying monster one night.

You should be rewarded for your efforts!

The patriarch said that the new Graystone Tribal Alliance should have a new order, that even the most humble labor should be rewarded, and that all labor should be for a better life.

Toure remembers that the patriarch said: "In the not-too-distant future, all points will be converted into capital, and all your efforts can be exchanged for corresponding goods, and even rights." ”

Toure was heartened by those words, who wouldn't want to be better off?

"Whew... Call... Whew"

The wind and snow are even heavier, and the outside of the high walls is getting more and more blurred, Toure can't help but be secretly vigilant, such a snowy day, many demonic beasts should not be able to find food and sneak attack the tribe, this time of the year is the most difficult time for the tribe.

He clenched the spear in his hand tightly, and the huge goblin crossbow on his back gave him a great sense of security, this powerful crossbow improved by the patriarch not only has an unparalleled burst ability, but also the explosive force generated by the gear bite can instantly break the stone and tear the earth.

Beneath the high wall is a dense forest, which has been covered with snow for several days, and a winding concrete road is interspersed in the dense forest, and at this moment, the cement road is no longer visible.

Toure is a warrior who used to be the favorite weather for Warcraft to sneak up on when there were no walls to guard it, and he even participated in a few winter tribal battles. At this moment, in the face of such weather, even with the protection of the high wall, Toure did not dare to take it lightly, he shook his head, as if this way he could put aside distractions, and then began to patrol with a blank face.

"Wait, why is it so quiet?" Toure felt that something was wrong after patrolling for a while, some of the critters had returned to the jungle after their construction had stopped, and he had seen a critter scurrying under the high wall the other day, apparently mistaking the high wall for a hill.

At this moment, there was an eerie silence outside the high wall, only the heavy snow, and Toure became more and more uneasy, and he stared closely outside the high wall, trying to find something.

"Well, that's ......" Toure looked at it for a long time, and finally he noticed some dark shadows braving the wind and snow, quietly approaching the high gray stone wall.

"It's a dark demon ape!" when Toure saw the dark shadows, his pupils shrank first, and then he shouted hoarsely, as if he was full of fear of the "dark demon ape".

After so many years of fighting in the wilderness, Toure has enough combat experience, he has fought with iron-backed blue wolves, and escaped death by meeting the flame bear, although he only has a bronze rank, but that alertness and excellent reflexes have made him save the day many times.

But this kind of "dark demon ape" made him remember deeply, this kind of social demonic beast is cunning and ferocious, and it is a nightmare for the Great Wilderness tribe.

Every adult "Dark Demon Ape" is a bronze mid-level, and some powerful leaders have even reached silver, and often in a "Dark Demon Ape Group", there is not only one king, but at the same time, he also uses several "queens".

These cunning monsters possess strange dark attribute magic, and they also possess certain intelligence, and their nature is fierce and tyrannical, and every year after the arrival of spring, it is common to find a tribe slaughtered by the dark demon ape herd in the Great Wilderness.

Toure had seen that kind of tragic situation before, so he was full of fear of this kind of magical beast, and when he finished warning him, he did not hesitate to take out the goblin crossbow behind him and fire several arrows at a dark demon ape not far away.

"Roar!"

Due to the wind and snow, the dark demon ape did not find the flying crossbow arrows, and was shot by a few arrows, and the blood flowed out in an instant, and it roared angrily, and black shadows appeared without hesitation, rushing towards the high wall from all directions.

This kind of cunning demonic beasts, when they find themselves exposed, decisively choose to attack in an all-out way, this kind of decisiveness is not available in many intelligent races.