PFC Chapter 388 Pursued by an Eagle Clan Male
Chapter 388 Pursued by an Eagle Clan Male
Chapter 388 Pursued by an Eagle Clan Male
It wasn't until the near future, when a child truly belonging to his bloodline was born, that Emperor Tianhuang realized just how much he longed to have a child of his own.
"Chief, 234 men have been killed in action, and 398 are wounded!" someone reported.
The leader, who had been walking, stopped and remained silent for a long time before letting out a sorrowful sigh: "Alas!"
The strategist immediately reassured him: "No matter what, this is our first victory in fifty years!"
"Yes, Chief, the gods have blessed our Beast Tribe. Look, just when we were about to be defeated, these warriors came to our aid."
"As long as the warriors continue to help, we will surely win another battle. Those tribes that left will see hope and return one after another."
Many generals began to chime in with their own words of comfort and consolation.
Upon hearing this, the Tiger Head Chief shook his head and looked at the six new faces in front of him, who were being supported by a large number of tribesmen: "They won't stay for long."
People are looking for temples that offer miracles.
He was even willing to give up his position as leader, and the other party did not waver in the slightest, which shows how determined he was to leave.
The only way to completely solve the problem in Taihe Forest is to utterly defeat the Leopard Clan and the Bear Clan, which is an extremely long process.
How could they possibly wait that long?
"He's back! He's back! Our victorious leader is back!"
Inside the tribe, the orcs, who had received the news early on, all crowded at the main gate.
As several women cheered and shouted, everyone stood in awe.
They were all old, weak, sick, and disabled. When they saw the army off this morning, they all looked ashen-faced, and the massive tribal buildings seemed shrouded in gloom.
Now, however, the clouds have parted and a rainbow appears; laughter fills the tribe everywhere.
"Our tribe is very large, with 109 villages of varying sizes surrounding it."
The houses in the village are the most beautiful; my yard is filled with many beautiful flowers.
"Beautiful and charming Ya, would you like to come home with me?"
"My mom can cook lots of delicious food. I'll give it all to you from now on. Why don't you come home with me?"
"And I……"
Mu Zhen: ...
Mu Zhen was utterly despondent. During the hour-long journey, the beaks of the eagles around him never stopped pecking at him; they all wanted to take him home to breed.
What's even more alarming is that their wedding ceremony is simply mating.
They mate as soon as they get home!
"I'm sorry everyone, I'm already married!" Mu Zhen, unable to contain her anger any longer, suppressed her temper and smiled as she refused.
The four eagles fell silent in disappointment, their heads drooping dejectedly!
They really admired this exceptionally brave female, who was even more ferocious in battle than the males.
People didn't understand what martial arts were; they just thought it was because the other race had a strong bloodline, and every orc who looked like that was brave and good at fighting.
They didn't understand what love was; they only wanted to leave behind a more powerful bloodline for the Eagle Clan.
But she is already married...
They would never do something as despicable as stealing another man's wife.
Mu Zhen was finally able to escape and join everyone in entering the tribe.
Naturally, he received another wave of frenzied praise from the orcs.
They all seemed to be going to great lengths to flatter and fawn over them, probably hoping that they would stay and fight alongside the Beast Tribe to win another battle.
"Is this good?"
Mu Zhen was amazed, as if he had discovered a new continent, by the wound of one of the wounded soldiers. The wound, which had shattered the bone, was healed in just a few tens of minutes!
Emperor Tianhuang squatted down to examine the hard, yellow ointment that looked like butter, and asked the witch doctor, "May I ask what this is?"
Long Yuan and the others, who were dealing with the other orcs on the sidelines, were already in a state of turmoil and their hearts were pounding because of this scene.
But they didn't look over there; instead, they calmly chatted with the other orcs.
While I'm at it, I'll also gather some information.
It seems there are quite a few treasures here.
The little giant pit floating among them shook his head after looking at the ointment: "There's a kind of regular magic pattern on that medicine."
Therefore, regardless of what it's made of, it's only useful to the native creatures of this world.
“The holy medicine is a gift from God to us. Do you see that grove of yellow flowers over there?”
"It's made by boiling their fruits." The eagle-headed orc, whose wounds had healed, pointed to a patch of plants with small yellow flowers nearby.
Huangfu Zique subtly asked the little girl with his eyes,
'Does that flower also have regular magical patterns?'
Little Giant Pit shrugged: "Yes, there are too!"
She had seen those magical patterns on each one in a secret realm. They would disappear once she left the realm, and their medicinal value would also vanish.
It's not wrong to say that this space is a gift from God; it only applies to this one space.
Even so, everyone still decided to take a few plants with them when they left.
Huangfu Zique glanced at what the orcs called the best building and tsk! It was a house built entirely of mud, stone, and wood.
It has a strong Stone Age feel to it.
Most of them are built on top of towering trees.
Aren't they afraid of being struck by lightning? There's not even any lightning protection.
The wooden houses are scattered in an orderly fashion, with smoke rising from many chimneys. The area they occupy is so large that it is hard to estimate. Further away, there are only abandoned houses, giving people a very desolate feeling.
They should really be sent to a major city in the East to see what truly magnificent architecture looks like.
The atmosphere at night was lively. The last victory of the Beast Tribe was fifty years ago. Since the new leader took over, they have never won against those two tribes again.
It's not that the current leader isn't doing a good job; on the contrary, Tiger Head Chief is the most formidable leader the tribe has had in hundreds of years.
His strength was comparable to that of the leopard clan leader.
However, when he came to power, everyone in the tribe who wanted to leave left.
There are fewer than 5,000 warriors left who can go to the battlefield, and now there are less than 3,000 warriors left.
If the chief hadn't always turned a blind eye when the leopard and bear tribes came to steal the divine fruit, and if each person could only eat one divine fruit in their lifetime, the Hundred Beasts Tribe would probably have ceased to exist long ago.
Fortunately, they finally saw hope again. As long as they could win the battle, it meant there was still a possibility of salvation.
To celebrate this great day, the Beast Tribe is holding a bonfire party tonight.
The earth was brightly lit, like daytime, and children could play and laugh freely in the jungle, with clear vision even under the shade of the trees.
The sky curtain was especially magnificent.
The sky was filled with stars, densely packed, the brightest one even larger than Mu Zhen's fist.
Needless to say, the moon was more than three times larger than he was used to.
It felt as if you could reach it just by climbing to the top of the tree.
The pleasant chirping of insects in the forest never ceases.
Everything seemed so dreamlike, a beautiful paradise, nothing less.
Knowing that the six would be leaving soon, everyone felt embarrassed to invite them to participate in the next battle.
You can't just ruin someone else's trip because of your own selfish desires, can you?
Around the campfire, a dozen or so burly orcs were engaged in a heated discussion about something that resembled a simple sand table.