Early in the morning, Giggs, who had been on his toes all night and slept lightly, slipped down from the tree.

Looking at the sky, and seeing that it was a little early to call the guards down, Giggs found a tree for himself, leaned on it and closed his eyes to rest.

One after another, the sound of the guards waking up and going down the trees reached Giggs's ears, and Giggs had to open his eyes and stand up, and asked someone to tell the guards who had not yet come down to hurry up.

After counting the number of people, Giggs spoke, "Now, we have fifteen minutes for you to eat breakfast and solve your personal problems, and in fifteen minutes, we will assemble and head to the opposite side of Dead Leaf Town. ”

"Since the gnolls are coming here today to search for the missing gnolls, then let's go in the opposite direction, and then, leave the trap we have laid here~" Giggs said with a smile.

This is the suppression of wisdom, as a barbarian race, unless it is the kind of existence that breaks through the sky with personal strength and breaks all kinds of shackles by virtue of one person, barbarism will eventually lose to wisdom.

Hurriedly taking out the dry and hard dough, and chewing slowly in his mouth with water, Giggs suddenly thought, maybe you can make a batch of jerky?!

Giggs silently took what he thought to heart, quickly finished the bread, got up, and said to the guards, "Guys, it's time for us to act~"

Bypassing the hidden, long, deep forest path pointed out by Baggio, Giggs and the others made a detour towards the rear of Dead Leaf Town.

At this time, Gulza was vigorously lifting the ass of a jackal sleeping in the open air, and roared, "Get up, you bastards, didn't you hear what I said yesterday?"

"We need to find the lost waste! now! right now!"

The gnolls camp was in a mess, forming a team to find the direction of yesterday's hunting, no matter how little they didn't have their brains, they knew that their purpose was to find the corpses of yesterday's unlucky people, just like last time.

At this time, on the left side of Dead Leaf Town, Giggs, who was walking at the front of the line, suddenly stopped his steps, frowned and said, "No, no~"

"What's wrong, boss?" was the only one who could answer at this time.

"Something is wrong, there are some thoughts in my head, I haven't figured it out yet~" Giggs glanced at Gibson, said, and quickly fell into deep thought.

The team stopped suddenly, and the surrounding silence was terrifying~

Giggs slapped his thighs and clenched his hands into fists, "I thought of it~"

Without waiting for Gibson to ask, Giggs said in a quick tone, "I thought of something very important~"

"I haven't figured out how many people there are in this gnoll tribe~"

"There is a big difference between a thousand people in this tribe and five hundred~"

"If it's a thousand, then the ones killed yesterday plus the ones killed last time are about seventy or eighty gnolls, which is less than one-tenth of the total number of jackals. ”

"If it's five hundred, then the gnolls killed yesterday can already make this gnolls' outpost camp hurt~"

"My original plan was to keep bleeding these gnolls one by one, and then after the number of gnolls has decreased to a certain level and the fear has reached a certain level, I will solve them all at once!"

"But we don't know the specific situation of the jackals now, so it's hard to grasp the next move~"

"I need information, information on the number of gnolls~"

"Gibson, you lead the team to continue to the rear of Withered Leaf Town, and then hide it, I need to go over and scout it myself~"

Giggs finished his words quickly, and before Gibson could speak, he ordered directly.

"I'm the commander of the garrison, and I'm responsible for every decision I make, now, Squadron Leader Gibson, follow orders!"

"Yes!" Gibson's Adam's apple moved twice, and finally spit out a word~

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Giggs walked alone towards the Gnoll Tribe, and as he said, he had to know what to do next so he could anticipate what was going to happen next.

When Giggs cautiously came to the Gnoll tribe, he found that the entire tribe did not have the slightest sound.

Giggs hesitated for a moment, then leaned over to the gnoll's tribe.

The messy house plan, the smelly air, and the simple houses and various facilities all reveal the brutal ignorance of the jackals.

Giggs frowned, and quickly put it down, looking for a source of information that could spot the number of gnolls.

Giggs walked around the tribe of gnolls, but still didn't find a single gnolls.

Giggs gestured with both hands, and then looked at the gnoll tribe, imagining in his mind how many gnolls this tribe could hold.

"Okay, now one thing can be determined is that this Gnoll tribe is the same as I thought before, there are no young Gnolls~" Giggs thought helplessly, as for him to judge how many gnolls this tribe can hold, Giggs can only roughly estimate that it will not exceed a thousand, because then the whole tribe will be too crowded.

"Sure enough, do you still have to wait~" Giggs looked for a good surveillance spot at the exit of the jackal, and soon a slightly sunken place attracted Giggs's attention.

Giggs trotted over, looked at it, compared, and then lay down, "Well, it feels quite suitable~"

This place is about five hundred meters away from the gate of the gnoll's tribe, the most important thing is that this place is far away from the way the gnoll man came back, coupled with the withered grass camouflage on his body, as long as the gnoll man does not come to pee, it is absolutely impossible to be discovered.

Giggs used a short knife to dig down the ground as much as he could, so that he could be hidden by the hollow, and finally, covered with a camouflage coat, Giggs lay motionless on the ground.

From morning to afternoon, Giggs lay in the hollow ground until he heard a noisy sound, and his eyes above his chapped lips suddenly brightened~

The gnolls returned, and after a long search, they managed to find the bodies of the unlucky ones, and this time their heads were still there, but many of the living gnolls had been wounded and were being supported back by their own people.

The traps set up by the garrison around the corpses had a good effect~