Chapter 247: Humiliation

Because of Night's reminder, the orcs didn't destroy the lizardmen's eggs in the nursery.

There are a total of 188 giant eggs, of which 22 are about to hatch, 9 have hatched, and 21 have a growth cycle of less than 7 months.

These are the future of the Black Lizardmen tribe, if all of them die, it means that a fault line will appear in the future generation of a tribe, the cycle of tribal rotation will be forced to be extended, the next generation that has not yet grown up, the previous generation that is gradually aging, and the ancient world ruled by the law of the jungle will become more and more difficult to survive, first of all, the ill-intentioned neighbor is the target they have to face.

Night's side was counting the number of cubs, most of the lizardman cubs were terrified and fearful, and a few were secretly fierce, which were specially marked by Night.

"Little bastard, pretty good at running!"

A clan warrior came to the night with a filthy lizardman cub.

The lizardman cub was covered in wounds, and many scales had fallen off its arms, thighs, and tail, making it look very embarrassed. But even so, it does not change the ferocity of the eyes.

The orc warrior smashed the little lizardman to the ground, and the moment he turned to report to the night—

The little lizardman's eyes flashed fiercely, and his tail flexed and hung down to the ground, mitigating the damage caused by the impact like a spring, and at the same time, it also cleverly rebounded with the help of the impact, its mouth wide open, and the fangs that began to take shape bit the throat of the orc warrior.

Cangye casually stretched out his foot and kicked it to the ground, the angle was very precise, directly causing the ferocious lizardman cub to temporarily lose its ability to fight, and its whole body curled up in a ball due to excessive pain, and a painful hiss was pressed out of its mouth.

However, aside from the excessive pain, the baby lizardfolk did not suffer additional damage.

"Drag it off."

With a faint command, the cub was thrown into a cage by the orc in an even rougher way, keeping it company with its fearful compatriots.

When one battle is over, another battle is about to break out.

Counting the time, the fleeing lizardmen should have returned to the tribe by now, and the fall of the nursery will inevitably lead to the madness of all the black lizardmen, if nothing else, the clan will face a tribal force on the verge of going berserk.

Orc warriors lay in ambush around the nursery at the command of the Blood Axe, and some of the cubs were cut off by Nightnight's order, and they fell into the trees and wailed.

In addition to the first time, about a quarter of the lizardmen's eggs were also smashed, leaving the eggs all over the floor, including a prototyped placenta.

The upcoming lizardmen must have a very exciting face when they see such a scene.

……

Half an hourglass time, the earth shook slightly, and the night knew that the lizardmen had arrived.

For the sake of future generations, the entire tribe poured out, more than a dozen monitor lizard partners, two multi-legged dragon snakes, and more than a dozen shamans stood on the back of the dragon snake, with a murderous expression, and the totem lines on the body flickered and flickered, which could be triggered at any time.

At the forefront was a lizardman with a head taller than a normal warrior, holding a bone spear in his hand, a tail almost the length of his body, sharp folded fins on his back, bright paint on one side of his cheek, and some ornaments made of white bone wrapped around his waist.

The leader of the Black Lizardmen tribe and the First Warrior.

The chief's expression was not only angry, but also anxious, because his son was also in the nursery.

Suddenly, some of the lizardmen let out short, high-pitched hisses, with the characteristic wails of cold-blooded creatures.

They sensed several thermal reactions that were approaching freezing, some of them dying shortly after the other, while others were struggling repeatedly on the line of death.

Perhaps it was the resonance of the blood, and the leader who felt bad anxiously rushed into the nursery room, and what he saw was the most painful scene!

His own heir, the proud and fierce cub, was now cut off from his limbs, and his tail hung upside down with several cubs with the same fate as the others and was dropped from the tree, and he couldn't stop wailing, and the business was miserable and helpless.

This appearance is like a goat or wild boar caught by the tribe, and the slaughtered pieces of meat are hung on the trees, waiting for the tribesmen to enjoy them at any time.

The ground was littered with broken eggshells, and the egg liquid that flowed out had long since merged with the mud to form a disgusting and filthy viscous liquid, and the most striking thing was the placenta of the cub that was about to appear.

This is a naked humiliation of the Zedi tribe!

"Despicable intruder!"

The leader hissed in grief, but soon, as the superior he forced himself to calm down, and the other party seemed to have destroyed it and left, some of the cubs and some of the giant eggs were still intact, and as long as they survived, the tribe still had a chance to continue.

A large number of lizardmen poured into the nursery, stimulated by the scene in front of them, and fell into an uncontrollable rage.

At this moment, a loud rumbling sound came from the edge of the nursery, and groups of orcs armed with bows and arrows suddenly appeared.

The orcs drew their fir longbows, their iron arrows aimed at the lizardmen's angry and stunned faces.

The strings sounded, and the arrows flew out of the air.

The sudden sneak attack caught the lizardmen off guard, and they all went around to dodge arrow snipers or find rock masses to cover them, and the team instantly became chaotic.

After three rounds of arrows, the orc warriors rushed out and flanked the lizardmen from all sides.

Cangye swung his sword and jumped on the top of the head of a dragon snake, and the blade of the reverse scale bloomed with dusk-colored sword qi, which was gorgeous and dazzling, and the phoenix spread its wings and flew out under the shadow of the sword.

Sunset on the Remnant Yang Road!

Four times of life and death, the flying sword qi penetrated the rock wall, pierced the human body and scale armor, and the dragon snake let out a terrible hissing sound, and then collapsed to the ground, and the convulsions slowly stopped.

Several shamans on the back of the dragon snake were killed by Cangye before they could even release the totem.

On the other side, the blood axe smashed into the battlefield like a cannonball, and the huge body of the dragon snake was hit and flew up, and the battle axe danced wildly and cut it into two pieces, and the blood rain swayed all over the sky, adding a bit of cruelty to the battlefield again.

In the face of the gradual influx of orcs, the leader waved his spear again and again, blocking the warriors' further siege.

Following Night's tactics, the quadrangular orcs forced the lizardmen into the middle, squeezing their living space.

This suffocating despair caused the morale of the lizardmen to drop again and again, and finally completely collapsed, no longer wanting to avenge their offspring, no longer defending the tribe, and all that was left was the fear of death and the most extreme desire to survive.

After all, they are just intelligent beasts.

The war went on so well that it could have been easily annihilated, but the Blood Axe suddenly ordered a retreat, leaving a nursery full of lizardmen corpses that had been completely scrapped.

This is the purpose of the night, to defeat the lizardmen tribe at the lowest cost, but only crippled, and the shadow of strength will forever permeate the hearts of the survivors.

Nightshade wants them to live, to spread the word about the power of the orcs, and to make the other natives realize that the clan has the power to destroy you easily.

Get out of the way with the heads of your leaders, you are worth it only if you continue to live, and the shame of being spared by the invaders will always be with you, and it will never be forgotten!