Bringing a System to the Beast World

Chapter 156 Flying Eagle Tribe Orcs
"Ow!"

"cracking!"

The tranquil forest was suddenly interrupted by a series of beast roars. Yuan Lang, who was unilaterally torturing the tiger in front, Teng Qian, who was being tortured, and even the snow tiger beastman and Wu Yue and the others in the cave who were watching the show from behind the trees were all startled.

Yuan Lang's handsome features were hidden in the darkness, but his deep, magnetic voice reassured the beasts: "Teng Qian, you few stay here to protect the little female. The rest of you come with me to investigate."

Upon hearing this, the beasts sprang into action. Wu Yue, draped in the snow-white animal hide, stood at the cave entrance and said, "Be careful."

All the orcs revealed a bright smile and turned to follow Yuan Lang's footsteps toward the direction from which the sound came.

The females might not have recognized the sound just now, but the orcs knew that the sound that followed was clearly the cry of the orcs from the Flying Eagle Tribe.

Although there are often minor conflicts between the various tribes in the polar forest, the ferocious beasts are the common enemy of all the orcs in the polar forest.

Especially in recent years, the increasingly harsh weather has been conducive to the breeding of ferocious beasts, and their numbers have begun to threaten the survival of the beastmen.

Therefore, the tribes reached a common agreement: during hunting in the polar forests, if they encountered attacks from ferocious beasts, they should unite to fight them together.

"Yuan Lang, the tremors are getting stronger; the battle is just ahead."

The orcs didn't look too good, because compared to land orcs, the Flying Eagle Tribe had the highest survival rate in hunting in the polar forest.

Because they can fly into the sky when they encounter danger, and the number of flying beasts has never been large.

Especially on the outskirts of such a deep forest, the chances of encountering a flying beast are extremely slim.

And that first cry certainly didn't sound like the roar of a flying beast.

"Bang!" Another heavy thud echoed as something fell to the ground, accompanied by the roar of an orc.

As the heavy object slid along, about to crash into a large tree, a figure suddenly darted out from the shadows and caught it. The orc coughed up several mouthfuls of blood, and the thick stench of blood instantly filled the forest.

At this moment, the Snow Tiger beastmen finally saw the battlefield ahead clearly; it turned out to be a pack of unicorn wolves.

The crowd couldn't help but look at the Flying Eagle Beastmen in the arena with pity; this One-Horned Wolf was quite a shameless ferocious beast.

Their innate abilities allow them to release flames from their horns, and those flames can burn over a very long distance.

The warrior from the Snow Tiger tribe was injured by these unicorn wolves the day before yesterday.

Moreover, these unicorn wolves are best at ambushing.

Judging from the miserable state of the Flying Eagle Tribe orcs, who were now being roasted like chickens, they had clearly been ambushed by these shameless unicorn wolves.

“Leave one person to protect him, the rest of you come with me. There’s no need for a direct fight. We’ll retreat when we find an opportunity.”

Yuan Lang knew very well that their numbers were far from being a match for the unicorn wolf pack.

However, one thing is fortunate: the use of the unicorn wolf's innate skill takes time.

The Snow Tiger tribe orcs split into two groups: one group harassed them from behind, while the other group took the opportunity to rescue the already very weak Flying Eagle tribe orcs.

Just then, a snow tiger beastman came galloping from afar: "Yuan Lang, you're here."

Upon hearing this, Yuan Lang's lips curled into a cunning smile, and he instantly transformed into his beast form: "Roar!"

Men, prepare to retreat.

(End of this chapter)