Chapter 1389: Chapter 1386: The food is great
Two days later, the orcs returned to the Ancient Wood Tribe.
The patrolling tribesmen saw them bringing back a group of plump orcs and were quite puzzled: "Hey brother, which tribe are these from? They’re living well, all plump and round."
The orc holding the squad leader sneered and shook the orc in his hand like a dead pig: "Living well? We beat them all the way here.
These guys are from the Black Mountain Tribe, coming to our mountain forest to hunt the tribesmen of small tribes."
The four words ’Black Mountain Tribe’ were practically synonymous with original sin. Upon hearing these words, the patrol orc’s expression immediately changed, and he kicked them.
Poor squad leader’s butt got swollen again.
The squad leader had completely lost the calm composure he had when first captured; inside, he felt extremely wronged.
Talking of which, he was the one who got beaten up the most along the way. With so many orcs around, couldn’t they share the beatings?
But the orcs couldn’t hear his wish. Ji Nuan and Xiu Yan didn’t plan to involve themselves in the Ancient Wood Tribe’s affairs. As soon as they returned to the tribe, they retreated into their tent.
Having gathered many herbs on this outing, Ji Nuan began drawing in her herbal collection again.
Meanwhile, in the Ancient Wood Tribe Clan Leader’s tent, the squad leader and a shrill-voiced orc were lying on the ground like dead dogs.
The tent was filled with orcs from the Ancient Wood Tribe, all at the squad leader level or higher, and their eyes seemed capable of turning into claws to puncture them.
"We never expected the high mountain between us and the Black Mountain Forest to have already collapsed, and yet we weren’t aware of it at all."
The old Shaman’s face turned somewhat grim, realizing that the Black Mountain Tribe scum had infiltrated their tribe, yet they knew nothing of it.
The Clan Leader felt a bit heavy-hearted: "We caught this group of orcs, but we don’t know if there are other groups on our territory.
And from the looks of this situation, it seems certain that some small tribes have been wiped out by them."
All the orcs nodded; the Black Mountain Tribe would use any means to achieve their goals.
The Clan Leader stood up from the beast skin mat and walked up to the squad leader: "Are there any other tribespeople of yours in our mountain forest?"
The squad leader glanced at the familiar orc in front of him; this was the Clan Leader of the Ancient Wood Tribe.
As an orc who had attended the big trading fair twice, he recognized him.
He shook his head: "Our tribe only recently discovered the mountain collapse. We are the first batch to come to the Ancient Wood Forest, with no other tribesmen present."
The Clan Leader’s eyes looked at him deeply, unmoving, like two deep lakes.
Yet, this silent gaze made the squad leader’s cold sweat flow like a small stream.
"I really didn’t lie. We are the first group to scout the situation and, by the way... deal with some small tribe orcs, and when we bring the news back to our tribe,
more teams will come over later."
The squad leader felt so scared he almost peed; Amu, this place is terrifying, he wanted to go home.
The Clan Leader turned his head to Casa on the side: "Have the orcs separate the captured Black Mountain Tribe members for questioning and see if there are any discrepancies."
Then he turned to look at the squad leader, his eyes narrowing to a dangerously sharp arc: "If I find out you lied, you’re dead."