I am the Executioner Dragon, but a cute mod

The ape-man army was helpless against this. Although their spears could pierce the flesh of the giant prehistoric honey badger, the giant prehistoric honey badger was too tough, and the spears could not cause any effective damage to it.

Even when pushed too far, the giant prehistoric honey badger would turn around and kill several ape-man soldiers. These repeated attacks not only failed to kill the giant prehistoric honey badger, but also intensified the ape-men's fear of it.

King Iz was helpless in this situation. While continuing to strengthen the armed forces, he organized a vanguard team to find a new location for the city and then relocate the entire city.

King Iz's idea was: if we can't fight, can't we at least avoid it? However... this plan was forced to be terminated after the vanguard team lost contact.

Qing was the child of a couple of bronze smelters in Iz City. The name was taken from the green of a blade of grass, representing the vitality of wild grass.

When he was found by patrolling soldiers, he was huddled in a huge earthenware jar that was usually used to store grains, shivering. It was a giant prehistoric honey badger that had targeted their home. Before the door was scratched down, his parents put him in the jar, thus missing the best opportunity to escape and becoming food for the giant prehistoric honey badger.

The soldier told Qing about his parents' deaths. Upon learning this, Qing not only didn't cry or make a scene, but also calmly told the soldier who found him:

"I want to join the army."

The soldier wanted to refuse, but when he met Qing's eyes, he saw the flame hidden in them—a flame of resentment and anger; the child before him yearned for revenge.

The soldier agreed, and he took Qing through the formalities, sending him to an army that was heavily skewed towards resources due to the threat of giant prehistoric honey badgers.

Here, Qing was taciturn, and apart from essential physiological needs such as eating and sleeping, he spent the rest of his time training relentlessly.

Regardless of wind or rain, scorching sun, or even after the blisters from holding the spear for long periods of time burst, he still persisted in training day after day.

The coach saw Qing's efforts, but he sighed. He had seen many children like Qing who trained so hard to get revenge on the giant prehistoric honey badger, but he didn't think these children would succeed.

He found Qing and told her about his encounter with the giant prehistoric honey badger:

"It was late at night when the beast dragged a person out of a cave at the corner of the city. I waited at the cave entrance for a long time. When it appeared, I took out my spear and stabbed it."

But that beast had thick hide and flesh; the spear had penetrated halfway in, yet it hadn't even bled. It twisted its body and swung its claw...

The coach paused for a moment, then lifted his shirt, revealing a bare chest with the healed scar of a huge laceration.

The coach continued:

“If I hadn’t been wearing a breastplate, I would have been dead by now… Take my advice, don’t push yourself too hard. That’s not something a human can defeat, it’s a monster.”

After the words were spoken, Qing did not answer. He stood there blankly with his head down. The instructor thought he had persuaded Qing and had not taken more than a few steps when the sound of a spear being swung through the air came from behind him again.

The coach paused for a moment, but did not turn back, and left on his own.

Two years passed gradually, and King Iz's efforts to strengthen the military were of no use in defending against the giant prehistoric honey badger. During this time, he did not give up and sent out vanguard teams many times to find a new site to build the city, but without exception, he received no reply.

King Iz was utterly desperate. In order to protect the next generation in Iz City and to safeguard the future of Iz City, he had no choice but to abandon the old or disabled ape-men.

Despite everyone's objections, King Iz set up an altar outside the city and offered the old, weak, sick and disabled ape-men as sacrifices to the giant prehistoric honey badgers to prevent them from entering Iz.

Initially, this method did effectively reduce the number of ape-men deaths, but over the years, the giant prehistoric honey badger has continued to grow in size, from the initial 1.6 meters to the current 2.1 meters.

This terrifying size indicates that it required an increased amount of food and more ape-man sacrifices.

But where would so many old, weak, sick, and disabled people come from in Iz City? To maintain this fragile peace, King Iz has exhausted all his strength. He is now old and has long lost the ambition he had when he was young to destroy the Fire Tribe.

Faced with the giant prehistoric honey badger, he was often afraid, afraid that Iz City would be destroyed in his hands, afraid that he would become a sinner, so he cowardly chose to endure.

Perhaps sensing that she was about to die, or perhaps fearing that she would be ashamed to face the wind after death, King Iz always tossed and turned in bed, unable to fall asleep.

Finally, as if making a decision, he went to the training ground and gathered all the soldiers.

Facing these soldiers who made no attempt to conceal their discontent, King Izz took a deep breath. Knowing he had been too cowardly all these years, he ignored their stares and said:

"Two years? How many two-year periods does a person have? The city of Iz has been thrown into chaos by that monster. We thought that by backing down, we could find a glimmer of hope, but now it seems that we were wrong."

To survive, we must fight the enemy until they are dead, until we are utterly annihilated, and never let go of the spear in our hands… Who is willing to fight to the death with me?!

Upon hearing this, the soldiers present were stunned. They had not expected that the cowardly king would say such a thing. When they realized that King Iz had decided to fight the giant prehistoric honey badger to the death, they immediately burst into a chorus of support.

In the army, Qing gripped the bronze spear tightly, his arm trembling from the force. He had been waiting for this moment for a long time, and now was the time for his revenge.

Chapter 156: Ape-Man vs. Prehistoric Honey Badger Specialized Species

The decisive battle was scheduled for night. On the altar made of square stones outside the city of Iz, several bound ape-men served as bait. Two thousand soldiers lay in ambush in the shadows, quietly waiting for the giant prehistoric honey badger to appear.

Of the two thousand soldiers, there were thirteen hundred spearmen, two hundred shieldmen, and five hundred archers. Such a configuration could be described as exceptionally luxurious, so luxurious that the new recruits who had never seen a giant prehistoric honey badger would think, "How can we possibly lose?"

Qing remained vigilant, keeping a close eye on the direction of the altar.

A moment later, a rustling sound rang out, and a black and white monster appeared, slowly approaching the altar from the depths of the forest.

Upon seeing the giant prehistoric honey badger appear, Qing could barely contain his emotions and was about to rush out to fight it, but his companion noticed something was wrong and whispered a reminder:

"Don't be impulsive. Wait until that beast is inside the encirclement before you make a move, lest it escape."

Hearing this, Qing finally suppressed his inner turmoil and waited for the giant prehistoric honey badger to enter the encirclement.

Closer, closer.

As the giant prehistoric honey badger drew closer to the altar, the ape-men who had been used as bait couldn't help but scream upon seeing it.

Just as the giant prehistoric honey badger climbed onto the altar and opened its mouth to devour the ape-men, King Iz suddenly shouted:

"Now's the time! Follow me!"

As soon as the words were spoken, the soldiers hidden in the forest let out a deafening shout and charged towards the giant prehistoric honey badger in a seemingly chaotic yet orderly manner.

In the army, Qing gritted his teeth, gripping his spear tightly. He lowered his body and charged towards the prehistoric honey badger at a speed far exceeding that of the shield bearers. All the anger and hatred he had harbored for the prehistoric honey badger over the years erupted in his heart at this moment. He shouted:

"You beast! Die!"

Having said that, he gathered all his strength into the spear in his hand and thrust it fiercely at the giant prehistoric honey badger.

The giant prehistoric honey badger had never seen anything like this before, and its first instinct was to run away. However, once it realized that its escape route was surrounded, the thought of running away was instantly forgotten.

The dangerous situation triggered the giant prehistoric honey badger's instincts. With no way to escape, it chose to fight to the death with the ape-men. Its first sight was of Qing, the ape-man who was running in the lead and had the loudest voice.

Faced with Qing's charge, the giant prehistoric honey badger slapped down with its claws. Before Qing could even thrust out its spear, it was sent flying by the terrifying force, crashing heavily to the ground and spitting out blood. It lost consciousness in just three seconds.

The charge did not stop because Qing fell. The shield bearers ran at the front of the column, blocking the damage and giving the spearmen behind them an opportunity to attack. Whenever the giant prehistoric honey badger found a chance to escape, the archers in the distance would fire a dense rain of arrows to block the giant prehistoric honey badger's movement.

But if that's all there is to it, it's wishful thinking to think that they can win. Even without the tail, the giant prehistoric honey badger is 2.1 meters long, while the average height of ape-men is 1.3 meters, and their bronze smelting technology is not even comparable to that of the Shang Dynasty.

The battle between the two sides was like two thousand third-grade elementary school students fighting an adult male lion with plastic toys. The only way to win was to overpower the killer. However, the honey badger has a higher body density, and even a male lion might not be a match for it if they were of equal size.

A barrage of arrows rained down on the giant prehistoric honey badger, and spears pierced its body, but not a single drop of blood was shed.

In contrast, the giant prehistoric honey badger could shatter shields with a single swipe of its claws, and with a single charge, it could break spears and send spearmen and shieldmen sprawling.

King Iz was filled with despair as he watched this scene. If his side couldn't even harm the giant prehistoric honey badger, wouldn't that mean the city of Iz would perish from this day forward?

King Iz was unwilling and filled with grief and indignation, but he was old and frail and could do nothing. Even if he were standing here in his prime, he would not be able to influence the situation.

Just as King Iz was feeling sorrowful, a heart-wrenching roar suddenly resounded throughout the entire battlefield. King Iz felt a chill run down his spine and looked in the direction of the sound, only to see that Qing, who had been knocked unconscious by the giant prehistoric honey badger, had already woken up.

Under the power of the giant prehistoric honey badger, Qing's bronze armor was torn apart, and bronze pieces cut through his chest, causing streams of crimson blood to flow out. If he hadn't been wearing this armor, Qing might have already died.

After waking up, Qing stared blankly in the direction of the giant prehistoric honey badger, watching it casually tear off a soldier's arm with a single claw, and then bite down on a giant ape-man, instantly crushing his upper body.

Qing recognized the ape-man whose arm had been torn off; it was his former trainer. After their last conversation, Qing looked down on him, considering him a coward who would back down in the face of a giant prehistoric honey badger.

Now, Qing witnessed firsthand that after losing his arm, the instructor not only did not retreat, but also used his remaining arm to grip the spear and fiercely stab it into the eye of the giant prehistoric honey badger.

He succeeded. The giant prehistoric honey badger let out its first painful howl, and under the surge of adrenaline from the giant prehistoric honey badger, his body was smashed to pieces by a single claw.

Seeing this, Qing was stunned. He didn't understand why the instructor would rush up when the giant prehistoric honey badger was so terrifying. Didn't he know that doing so would lead to his death?

Qing didn't know, but he suddenly thought of his parents, and of how they were outside alone facing the giant prehistoric honey badger while he hid in the pottery jar.

Tears streamed down his cheeks and fell onto the grass, but Qing was completely unaware. There were still many things he didn't understand and many things he didn't comprehend.

He gritted his teeth and slammed his fist into the ground. Looking at the giant prehistoric honey badger that was slaughtering ape soldiers in the distance, he made a decision: Even the instructor and his parents did not back down, so why should I back down?

So he forced himself to pick up the bronze spear beside him and charged at the monster like a madman.

He had forgotten the pain, the fear, and the sorrow; now, all that remained in his mind was a deep killing intent towards the giant prehistoric honey badger.

Under King Iz's shocked gaze, Qingcheng dragged his mangled body to the front line and, like the dead coach, struggled to insert the spear into the weakest spot in the giant prehistoric honey badger's eye.

The giant prehistoric honey badger let out another mournful howl. With both eyes injured, it completely entered berserk mode, frantically attacking everything around it. Under its powerful force, the ape-man soldiers were killed if they were hit, and injured if they were grazed.

In this situation, Qing resolutely climbed onto the head of the giant prehistoric honey badger, repeatedly pulling out his spear and stabbing it in the eyes.

The roar of the beast echoed across the battlefield. Its survival instinct drove it to attack the green above its head. With a swipe of its claws, it ripped open the green's waist and abdomen, and a bloody mess of flesh slid out—it was the green's internal organs.

Ke Qing remained silent, repeatedly thrusting his spear into the giant prehistoric honey badger's eye sockets. Even when the giant honey badger slammed him to the ground and tore at his lower body, he did not stop.

This battle lasted for half an hour. With his indomitable will, Qing overcame death and defeated the giant prehistoric honey badger. He successfully used his spear to turn the giant prehistoric honey badger's brain into a mess.

The giant prehistoric honey badger died, and Qing's body reached its limit. He finally collapsed, falling into the blood of either the giant prehistoric honey badger or his own. His body twitched involuntarily, and he choked on a trickle of blood.

This scene silenced the nearby soldiers. Looking at the man lying in a pool of blood, with fatal wounds to his chest, abdomen, and legs, they were unsure whether to express their joy at the victory or their sorrow for the dead.

It wasn't until King Iz pushed through the crowd to the front and saw Qing's miserable state that everyone hurriedly called for Qing to be taken back to the city, which allowed everyone to get back to work...

Chapter 157: The Extraordinary System of the Brave

Meanwhile, outside the world, Lilith saw Qing's miserable state through her "surveillance monitoring technique" and couldn't help but feel a pang of worry for him. Although she knew Qing would eventually survive, she was still curious:

With such low medical standards in Iz City, how did Qing manage to survive? Does he have some kind of protagonist's halo?

With this question in mind, Lilith observed the critically injured Qing, watching as the doctor carefully cleaned his wounds after taking care of him, then pushed the protruding intestines back in, used catgut to suture the wounds, and applied crushed mugwort to the wounds.

And then? And then there was no more.

With their limited medical skills, the apes could only achieve this level. Although they understood the importance of a sterile environment for surgery thanks to the knowledge Lilith provided, they were powerless to do anything without the necessary resources.

Whether Qing can survive depends entirely on whether his body is as resilient as his will.

Over the next few days, Qing's condition continued to deteriorate, with her body temperature far exceeding normal levels, and she even began to talk incoherently while in a coma.

Seeing that Qing was most likely doomed to die, King Iz felt a deep sense of regret. He saw in Qing the shadow of Feng in his youth—the same forbearance, the same deep accumulation of knowledge…

Thinking of this, King Iz paused, then suddenly remembered Qing's frenzied attacks that night, and shook his head slightly.

The phrase "accumulating knowledge and experience before unleashing it" doesn't quite fit with "youthful," rather than "showing off one's sharp edges."

Unfortunately, even such a promising descendant could not escape the fate of death. Whenever he thought of this, King Iz felt very bad. In order not to let Qing down, he felt it was necessary to tell the name of Qing to every resident of Iz City.

So King Iz ordered people to search for Qing's past, compile his experiences into an epic, and then spread it widely.

Now everyone in the city knew Qing, the guy who ended the life of the giant prehistoric honey badger. They began to worship him and were eager to meet this hero.

But this fervor didn't last long before it vanished without a trace, because the hero who killed the giant prehistoric honey badger was too badly injured and could die at any moment.

In an instant, the city was filled with sorrow, and people were praying for Qing, hoping that he could recover from his injuries. Among these people were even children.