Chapter 705： Winter baptism

The mammoth's strong offense like Huck is undoubtedly a good start for this battle.

The ice bear soldiers who were killed later did not collide with the wild boars. A round of axe attack has already hit the first.

Later, the Kobold short-spearmen were also unwilling to start throwing short spears and killing wild boars.

The two men and women quickly slammed together.

Hill commanded the mammoth, slammed into the enemy, splitting the battlefield, pulling hatred and creating attacks on others in the rear.

In the case of falling out of the nest, their strength is a clear advantage.

The Ice Bear Warrior and the Kobold Short Spearmen have quite played their quantitative advantage.

With more than a few hits, there was a merciless siege on the wild boar.

On the other hand, the fast wolf warrior led by Li Liancheng was just cut into the flanks as soon as he started playing.

Wandering on the edge of the battlefield, waving the double knives in their hands, unfolding their harvesting action.

The battle of the wild boar is based on instinct and individual strength.

There is basically no match between each other.

In comparison, members of the garrison troops who have fought together for nearly a year in the bitter cold have been too tacit.

Even Li Liancheng, who often has a dispute with him.

At the moment when the battle started, the two sides cooperated without any problems.

It is no exaggeration to say that in this battle, the frontline garrison troops have already taken advantage.

Victory is only a matter of time.

And the fact is true.

In the face of such an offensive, after paying a clear price of casualties.

The wild boar who realized that he had no chance of winning eventually chose to retreat.

At the same time, there is a snow in the battlefield somewhere.

A snow-white figure that almost blends with the surrounding scenery quietly recedes.

All the way to the fast, the fox people who returned to the camp reported everything they saw to the elders and patriarchs in the family.

After listening to the report, the fox clan and the fox elders were shocked.

"The wild boar is actually defeated, how is it possible?!"

Even in the depths of the bitter cold, the wild boar is a fairly powerful tribe.

Their defeat is undoubtedly a surprise to the fox patriarch and the fox elders.

The gang of wild boars, although not from them, came after the wild boars ran to the periphery, and the foxes also made some means to lead the wild boars to the front line camp.

The purpose is nothing more than to play with a knife to kill.

At that time, they may be able to sneak into the camp and steal food from the camp.

However, who can think of this knife not only did not kill people, but also was killed?

For a time, these old foxes also had a face to face.

Then quite tacitly no longer mention this matter.

Obviously it is intended to continue to squat.

Playing and playing, but stealing and no chance, they are also desperate!

With such a feeling, they will remember from time to time to ask for the big chief's Cassin.

I have been away for so long, and I don’t know where I have been.

Still, I have already died in which pile of ice and snow.

At this moment, in the ice and snow in the depths of the bitter cold, Cassin, wrapped in thick animal skin, sneezed.

The wind and snow in the sky directly obscured the road.

Let him not see the road ahead.

"Rely! Where am I now?"

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At the same time, in the south of the Wanjie civilization, the wood elves live in the big forest.

A whole forest of trees has been covered in white silver at this moment.

This winter is undoubtedly difficult for the wood elves.

After the winter, this has only been more than a month, and a food crisis broke out within the family.

This winter is really too cold.

There was also a heavy snowfall.

The crops that were originally suitable for farming in the winter are not harvested this year!

During this time, the hunting team hit fewer prey.

Even if you can find the prey, you have to rely on luck.

The lack of food made Halfen, who was the patriarch, have to control the daily food consumption.

The original three meals a day, two meals a day later, and now only one meal a day...

Halfin’s two eyebrows were almost twisted into a ball, and he already had no idea what would happen.

At this moment, Halfen couldn't help but remember what William said outside the forest a few months ago.

If, he is saying if!

If at that time their wood elves chose to return.

So is it not so difficult now?

The scale of the development of the higher elves is counted in their hearts.

Although I don't want to admit it, I have to accept the fact that the higher elves develop better than their wood elves.

Even much better.

Of course, these ideas are still only in the mind of Harfin.

His father, the great elder Otis.

If you can figure this out, you won't be called stubborn.

The character of their wood elves is indeed stubborn, persistent, and respectful of tradition. Well, the last point can also be understood as old-fashioned.

But his father, Otis, is a particularly stubborn class even among the entire group of wood elves...

Sometimes, even if he is a son, he can't stand it.

"The patriarch, Master Carlan is back."

Just when Halfen spoke his father in his heart.

A wood elf guard came in.

And behind the guard was a wood elf carrying a longbow.

Although their wood elves coexist with forests, the food chain is also an important part of the forest ecology.

Therefore, they also hunt, but do not kill.

Always be grateful and awe-inspiring about forests and animals.

"Kargan, how is the harvest today?"

Halfin asked the question a little embarrassed.

At this moment, Calgan's look is not easy.

Just listen to his slight opening and report the harvest today.

After listening to it, Halfin sank in his heart.

It’s really hard to be rewarded today.

After a heavy exhalation, Halfin stood up from the table and stretched his muscles.

"Kargan, go out with me."

In the face of the request of the patriarch and friend of Harfin, Calgan nodded lightly.

They went a little farther, probably because they didn't want other wood elves to hear the next conversation.

After a long walk, Halfin, who had been silent all the way, finally opened up ~www.novelhall.com~Kargan, do you think it will be better? ”

"This is the problem that your patriarch should worry about."

Calgan calmly returned.

In this regard, Harfin could not help but smile.

"I am not asking you as a patriarch, but I am asking you as a younger brother."

In this regard, Calgan sighed.

"I don't think so, the food is getting less and less. Today, I rode the giant eagle, left the forest, searched around for a circle, and didn't find much food. If I go on like this, we will probably have a lot this winter. The people are starving."

Halfin, who heard this, nodded, and the look on her face took a bit of bitterness.

"Yeah, no, ah..." The lord of civilization