Run!

Three days later.

The shrunken orcs of the Wood Tribe hid around the Salt Tribe, and the shrunken orcs of the Feather Tribe disguised themselves as ordinary birds, occasionally circling in the air in groups of three or two, staring at the approaching cannibals and other tribes.

The Yingya orc was of a higher level and more agile. He and another orc named Queyu, who was of a lower level but had a very fast flying speed, landed on a tree within the Yanbu area.

Because he couldn't move easily to tell the Wood Tribe priest what he saw, he had to bring a tribe member with him and asked her to report regularly.

Yingya hid carefully, found a good angle and carefully observed the movements inside the Salt Department.

The priest of the Wood Tribe had promised him that every orc from the Feather Tribe who came to help would be given the large logs of wood, collectively called "furniture", that were in the mud houses of the Wood Tribe.

The orcs of the Yu tribe have been coveting the strange-shaped wooden blocks in the mud houses of the Mu tribe for a long time, especially the things called wooden beds, which are padded with hay and covered with soft animal skins. It is so comfortable to lie on and sleep on them.

Also, every time I come to Mubuluo for business, I can always see some old people in Mubuluo lying on a piece of wood called a recliner with their eyes closed to bask in the sun. They really want to lie down on it for an interview themselves every time they see it.

Unfortunately, the Mu tribe has no plans to trade these things for the time being.

Yingya asked several times, but the answer was always the same. The reason was that the Wood Tribe itself did not have enough, and they said that their production team's orders for furniture had already been scheduled until winter.

And even if the orcs of the Feather Tribe didn't mind waiting until winter, it would be useless because the production team of the Wood Tribe would not make anything for any orcs other than the Wood Tribe.

The people in their own tribe have a lot of things to do, so they don't have the time or energy to take care of other things.

Even if Shen Nong wanted to trade furniture, it was useless because there was no stock. The main reason was the lack of manpower. The demand was high, but there were few people doing it.

In fact, the early stages of felling and transportation, splitting trees into appropriate sizes, can be done by anyone with a little strength.

However, due to the lack of sufficient manpower, not only the production team but also other teams had to spend a lot of energy and time on these preliminary work.

The members of the Yu tribe were working very hard to get the set of furniture they had been longing for. Finally, an orc hovering in the air discovered that in the distance, countless orcs were moving quickly towards the Yan tribe.

They quickly told Shen Nong the news.

The orc Que Yu, who was guarding the Salt Department with Ying Ya, also flew over to report the situation inside the Salt Department. She landed on a large rock a few steps away from Shen Nong and saw that it looked no different from an ordinary magpie. "Everything is normal inside the Salt Department."

Shen Nong knew what was going on, and now all they had to do was wait.

..

The cannibals were getting closer and closer to the Salt Department. Wuming looked around and always felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't tell what it was.

"Priest, shall we fight now?"

Wushan called out twice before Wuming came back to his senses.

He looked gloomy and viciously at the Salt Tribe, "Let the Mountain Tribe, Grass Tribe, and Rain Tribe serve as human shields and clear the way ahead."

These three tribes are relatively weak tribes. The orc warriors are of low level and are the best choice as meat shields in Wuming's eyes.

This time he told the tribes that he was coming to steal the salt mountain, but in fact what he really wanted to steal were the orc warriors.

In the past, the cannibals were controlled by the Salt Department, so they could not train their own orc warriors. Now that they are no longer controlled by the Salt Department, the higher-level orc warriors in the tribe have long been taken away by the Salt Department.

As long as he could snatch a high-level orc warrior, he would sooner or later be able to drive away the old priest of the Salt Department who was always on guard against him and the brainless chief Mang Lin.

The last time he helped the man from Beast City destroy the Ze tribe, not long after that man helped him improve his abilities again.

Now he can suppress even a level 7 orc warrior.

Previously, the Salt Department drove away Baoqiu's hunting team because of that idiot Manglin, and lost four level seven orc warriors at once.

If those four were still there, he wasn't sure if he could suppress them all.

After all, this was an opportunity given to him by Mang Lin himself.

When the chiefs of the three tribes heard Wushan asking them to act as meat shields, although they had thought of it a long time ago, they still found it hard to accept when they actually heard it.

But what could they do if they refused to accept it? They had no way to resist the cannibals.

The beast forms on which they depend for survival are not worth mentioning in front of the cannibal priests.

Sensing the despair of his people, Songshan restrained himself and said, "Don't be afraid."

Upon hearing this, the mountain tribesmen showed visibly relaxed mood.

Yes, don't be afraid. The priest of the Wood Tribe said he would save them, and he would.

Even though they had no idea what the priest of the Mu tribe looked like, and only recently learned that their tribe had a deal with the Mu tribe, they realized that the salt secretly distributed in the tribe actually came from the Mu tribe.

But even so, they still couldn't help but want to believe that the Mu tribe could save them.

Because this is the only hope of survival.

Not only the hill tribe, but the other two tribes also had the same feeling.

All they have to do is to put their own lives first and stay alive, not afraid of the subsequent threats from the cannibals.

The Salt Department was completely unprepared for the aggressive cannibals.

Yingya discovered the cannibals' attack earlier than the Salt Department's patrol team. He asked Queyu and Shennong to report the chaos in the Salt Department while he continued to observe.

Not long after Que Yu left, Yingya discovered that the high-level orc warriors of the Salt Tribe were all running towards the rear of the tribe. He guessed that there was the Salt Mountain mentioned by the Wood Tribe priest. This was also the purpose of the cannibals' attack on the Salt Tribe, so they attached great importance to it.

The orc warriors guarding the Yanbu tribe are all around level four, and the highest is only level five.

Yingya didn't take it seriously at first, but when he looked at the cannibals' route, he couldn't help but feel a little strange.

It seems that this group of people are not heading towards the salt mountains of the Salt Department.

Yingya had memorized all the locations of the Salt Department in his mind. From a bird's eye view, he could see that the cannibals didn't need to enter the Salt Department from the front if they wanted to go to the Salt Mountain.

Starting from their current position, moving to the left is actually the fastest route to reach the Salt Mountain.

Could it be that the cannibals don't know the fastest route?

The more Yingya thought about it, the more he felt it was possible. After all, they couldn't look down from above like he did, so it was normal that they didn't know which way was which.

But what happened next made Yingya completely dispel his previous thoughts. It didn't look like these cannibals were heading for the Salt Mountain at all.

The orc warriors from the three tribes, led by the Mountain Tribe, transformed into beast forms and attacked the Salt Tribe. Although the level of the orc warriors left behind in the Salt Tribe was not high, that was compared to the group of orcs who went to the Salt Mountain.

But fortunately, the high-level orc warriors all went to guard the salt mountain. If the three tribal orcs hid a little during the confrontation, the other side could not take their lives at once.

In order to conserve his energy, Wuming did not intervene at all, but led the cannibals to search for the priest cave.

When the old priest of the Salt Ministry was brought out of the cave by Wuming, his face was still full of disbelief.

It seemed that he had no idea that the cannibals did not go to rob the salt mountain this time, but came to the tribe to capture him.

The cannibals actually dared to capture him!

The old priest threatened in a rough voice, "Wuming, it's not too late for you to let me go now!"

But Wuming turned a deaf ear to him. He sneered and prepared to carry the old man to the salt mountain.

"Let our priest go!" The orc from the Salt Tribe who was left behind to guard the place stood in front of Wuming with wounds on his body, preventing him from leaving.

Wuming narrowed his eyes, turned his head, and looked behind him, past the Yan tribe orcs who were blocking the road.

There are quite a few people coming.

His cheeks were slightly bulging due to gritting his teeth. At this time, Wuming had already realized that the meat shields of the three tribes were not using their full strength to stop the Salt Tribe orcs.

If those meat shields had really used their lives to resist, there wouldn't be a Salt Tribe orc appearing in front of him and blocking his way.

Who gave these human shields the courage to survive without his consent?

Wuming took a deep breath. Now was not the time to think about these things. He couldn't let those meat shields and the useless orcs in front of him ruin his plans.

The blood in their bodies surged, and the Yan tribe orcs all felt a sense of powerlessness in a very short period of time. That feeling suppressed the boiling animal blood in their bodies.

At this moment, the Yanbu orcs were like drowning in the deep sea, with no footholds around their bodies, their limbs slowly becoming weak, and they even had difficulty breathing.

Within a few breaths, they were completely exhausted and could no longer maintain their beast form. They collapsed to the ground, their bodies limp and gasping for breath.

"It's no use."

Wuming retracted his suppression and without even looking at the Salt Tribe orcs on the ground, he dragged the old priest towards the salt mountain.

This place is some distance away from the main gate of the Salt Department. Wuming doesn't want to waste time looking for those meat shields who dared to let the Salt Department orcs come to block him.

When this is over, none of the three tribes will be able to escape.

He turned his head and said to Wushan, "Go tell the meat shield chiefs of those tribes that if any tribe dares not hold back the Yan tribe orc warriors, after this is over, no one will survive."

"Yes, priest."

The palms of the several clan leaders who were warned were sweating with nervousness.

Lynx, the chief of the Wind Tribe, is the youngest. Although he is the strongest orc warrior in the tribe, he is now responsible for the lives of all the tribe members and he cannot afford to make any mistakes.

The more I tried to calm myself, the harder it became.

Whenever Linfeng thought that not only did they not intend to hold back the Yan tribe orcs, but they were also going to let them attack the cannibals, he felt both scared and excited.

His lips trembled and he couldn't utter a word for a long time.

Wushan didn't take it to heart. He just thought that the tribe leaders had a strange attitude and that they were scared by the cannibals.

So Wu Shan imitated the tone of their priests, raised his head high, squinted his eyes and said to each of the four people, "It's useless."

The clan leaders all seemed not to have heard it. They lowered their heads and no one knew what they were thinking.

Mang Lin had been guarding the salt mountain for a long time but hadn't seen any cannibals. Logically, they should have arrived here long ago.

Just when I was about to send someone to check out the tribe, I saw a group of orcs rushing out as meat shields.

The Yan tribe orc warriors had already transformed and were all waiting for this moment.

The two sides collided, and the high-level orc warriors of the Salt Department were unstoppable, and the group of orcs serving as meat shields fell to the ground.

According to past experience, this group of meat shields would cling to them desperately, but the strange thing is that this time, none of them got up after they got down.

It doesn't seem like he was knocked down by them, and he even knew to dodge to avoid being stepped on.

Lynx blocked the attack of a Yan tribe orc, giving a tribe member with a leg injury time to dodge.

"Your priest has been captured without a life." After leaving this sentence, he ran away.

The speed was so fast that even Yanbu, a level 7 orc warrior, almost failed to catch sight of the figure.

After learning that the priest had been captured, the Yan tribe orcs hurried to tell their chief.

Mang Lin spit out his snake tongue, and his cold eyes turned into vertical pupils. He straightened his huge and strong python body, roared, and used a sharp voice to summon the Yan tribe orcs.

No matter how dissatisfied Mang Lin was with the old priest, he had to rescue him now.

Thinking of this, Mang Lin's vertical pupils revealed endless coldness. The old man had been finding excuses not to help the tribe select the next priest to teach them. He was probably afraid that he would abandon him.

Although the four tribes used as human shields by the cannibals tried their best to avoid conflicts with the Salt Tribe orc warriors, they also quickly dodged after being injured.

But they are level seven orc warriors after all. They are only slightly stronger than the three tribes of the mountain tribe, but only slightly.

Faced with the Salt Tribe orc warriors who were two or three levels higher than them, no matter how hard they tried to dodge, they could not avoid being seriously injured.

But being able to save my life was something I had never thought of before.

Lynx Feng was extremely fast, just like a gust of wind, and saved many orcs who were used as meat shields by the Yanbu orc warriors.

This continuous and high-intensity outburst was too much for Lynx's heart to bear. It was beating violently, as if it was going to jump out at the next moment.

Just when he couldn't hold on any longer, a roar made all the orcs of the Salt Tribe stop and move forward in one direction.

Lynx looked in the direction they were heading and saw a gigantic python leading the Yan tribe orcs towards where the cannibals were.

When Wuming saw the python forest, he looked forward in disbelief.

Time and again, those meat shields, how dare they!!

Wuming once again realized that the Yan tribe orc warriors were let go by the meat shield. He said to Wushan fiercely: "After this is over, don't leave any of these seven tribes alive."

"Yes!" Wushan responded. He couldn't understand why they dared to release the orcs from the Salt Tribe so quickly without telling the cannibals when he clearly warned the group of meat shields and they were all scared to death.

Looking at the momentum with which the Yan tribe orcs rushed over, they were not even injured.

Wuming also saw that the orcs were not injured at all. His face became more and more gloomy, which meant that he would eventually not be able to suppress the Yanbu orcs.

Wuming never thought that he would fall into such a dangerous situation because of the meat shield.

He grabbed the old priest's dry hair and blocked the man in front of him. At this time, Mang Lin and the Yan tribe orcs had stopped a hundred meters away from Wuming.

All I heard was Wu Ming shouting, "If you want him to die, just come over here."

As if their lifeline was being strangled, Mang Lin and the others looked at the weak cannibals right before their eyes, but they were unable to move at all.

At this time Wuming also began to mobilize the qi and blood in his body to suppress the blood of the Yanbu orcs.

When the cannibals realized that their priests used blood suppression, they raised their stone spears and rushed out in an instant, aiming at the Salt Tribe orcs.

Mang Lin didn't expect that Wuming's ability had become much stronger. He began to lose control of his beast form and felt weak all over.

In order to get rid of this feeling of powerlessness, he could only get rid of the beast form, suppress the beast blood in his body, and fight the cannibals in human form.

"Change quickly!"

If Wuming used his power to force them to transform into human form, they would lose their ability to move at that time.

Actively transform, suppress yourself, and fight with cannibals.

The Yan tribe orcs didn't have stone spears, so they could only rely on their fists to resist the cannibal's stone spears. Wuming's bloodline suppression ability couldn't be stopped, and Manglin also intended to consume the opponent. When Wuming was exhausted, it was time for the Yan tribe to really counterattack.

When the two sides were in a stalemate, the orcs who had been used as meat shields by the cannibals also jumped out.

There were fewer people, and those who were seriously injured were not among them.

The cannibals thought that this group of meat shields came for the Salt Department. After all, at the beginning, it was because they did not hold the Salt Department back well that the current situation came about.

But when they saw them attacking the Salt Department, the cannibals became uncertain again.

Did I misunderstand them? Did they really fail to hold the meeting before, and not do it on purpose?

Unable to transform, the cannibals plus the orcs from seven tribes gained a huge advantage in numbers.

If Wuming could hold on a little longer, the Salt Department would be defeated.

But Wuming's situation is obviously not very good.

The fishy sweetness in his throat reminded Wuming to stop quickly, but looking at the good situation on the cannibal's side, Wuming was reluctant to give up. He gritted his teeth and persisted again and again.

Mang Lin's face had been cut by the stone spear at some point, and the long bloody wound was still dripping blood, staining half of his face red.

He stared at the old priest who was being stared at by two cannibals, then turned his head and spat out the blood foam in his mouth.

After all, he was the strongest orc in the tribe. He broke through the heavy suppression and took away the stone spear of the cannibal. He risked half his life and finally rushed to the cannibal who was guarding the old priest.

Fortunately, these two cannibals are not very powerful. They are okay against the old guy, but they are not good enough to fight against Mang Lin.

Wuming had no time to care about the old priest, and he couldn't stop. He wanted to call Wushan, but found that he couldn't open his mouth at all.

Although Mang Lin managed to rescue the old priest, he was also seriously injured.

The other orc warriors in the Salt Tribe were not much better.

Suddenly, the sound of birds chirping could be heard in the air, and it lasted for a long time. This strange situation made the Salt Department and the cannibals look up at the sky, and they found that the birds that appeared above their heads were larger than normal birds.

The orcs who were used as human shields by the cannibals were ready to leave after hearing the birds' calls. While the Salt Department and the cannibals were stunned, they evacuated directly.

This is the evacuation signal agreed upon between the Mu tribe and them!

People from the Wood Tribe are here!

The Salt Tribe and the Cannibals had no idea why these meat shields were suddenly running away, but the Cannibals couldn't chase them and the Salt Tribe was too lazy to chase them, so they successfully escaped from the center of the fight.

After Songshan and his men left completely, the orcs of the Yu tribe also dispersed from the air.

Shen Nong did not remove the shrinking spell on the orcs of the Yu tribe. Although their bodies were still larger than normal, they were within an acceptable range, so they did not arouse suspicion from the Salt Tribe and the cannibals.

When the two tribes saw the birds suddenly appear and scream, and then suddenly disperse, this strange scene stimulated the orcs' keen perception of danger and also made them feel a little panicked.

"call out--"

The familiar voice sent chills down the spines of the cannibals.

Wuming even forced himself to stop his ability, forcing a mouthful of blood from his throat and spitting it on the ground. He ignored the extreme fatigue and pain in his body and shouted, "Run!"