Mix the world with the system

"Ow!"

"cracking!"

The quiet forest was suddenly interrupted by bursts of beast roars, whether it was Yuan Lang who was unilaterally torturing the tiger in front of him, Teng Gan who was being abused, or even the Xuehu orcs hiding behind the trees watching the excitement, and Wu Yue and the others in the cave All were alarmed.

Yuan Lang's handsome brows and eyes were hidden in the darkness, and his low voice reassured the hearts of all the beasts: "Tenggan you stay to protect the little female, and the rest follow me to investigate."

All the beasts acted quickly after hearing the words, Wu Yue stood at the entrance of the cave with the snow-white animal skin on her body: "Be careful."

All the orcs showed a bright smile, turned around and followed Yuan Lang's footsteps towards the direction of the sound.

Maybe the little female couldn't hear the voice just now, but the orcs knew it. The sound that followed was clearly the cry of the orcs from the Flying Eagle Tribe.

Although there are often minor conflicts among the several tribes in the polar forest, for them, the fierce beast is the common enemy of the entire polar forest orcs.

Especially in recent years, the weather has become more and more bad, which is suitable for the breeding of ferocious beasts, and their numbers have begun to threaten the survival of orcs.

Therefore, there is a common agreement among the tribes that during the hunting in the polar forest, as long as they are attacked by fierce beasts, they must unite and fight together.

"Yuan Lang, the vibration is getting stronger and stronger, and the battle is ahead."

The faces of the orcs were not very good, because compared to the land orcs, the flying eagle tribe had the highest survival rate in hunting in the polar forest.

Because they can still fly into the sky when they are in danger, and the number of flying beasts has always been small.

Especially in the outskirts of such a deep forest, the possibility of encountering flying beasts is even more pitiful.

And that first call really didn't sound like the roar of a flying beast.

"Bang!" There was another sound of a heavy object falling to the ground, mixed with the roar of the orc.

And the heavy object slid all the way, and when it was about to hit a big tree, a figure suddenly appeared from the dark and stepped forward to catch him.

The caught orc protruded several mouthfuls of blood, and the strong smell of blood instantly spread in the forest.

At this time, the snow tiger orcs finally saw clearly the battlefield ahead, which was actually a group of one-horned wolves.

Everyone couldn't help but look at the flying eagle orcs in the arena with sympathy. This one-horned wolf is a very shameless beast.

The blessing of talent skills enables them to emit flames from their unicorns, and the flames can burn very far.

The warrior from the Snow Tiger Tribe the day before yesterday was injured by these one-horned wolves.

And what these unicorn wolves are best at is ambushes.

Looking at the pitiful appearance of the orcs of the Flying Eagle Tribe at the moment, they were clearly attacked by this group of shameless one-horned wolves.

"Leave one person to protect him, and the rest will go with me. There is no need to fight head-on. We will retreat first when we find an opportunity."

Yuan Lang knew very well that their numbers were far from the opponents of the one-horned wolves.

But there is one thing to be thankful for... It takes time for this one-horned wolf's talent skills to be displayed.

The orcs of the Snow Tiger Tribe were divided into two groups, one group harassed from behind, and the other group took the opportunity to rescue the already very weak orcs of the Flying Eagle Tribe.

At this time, a snow tiger orc came flying from a distance: "Yuan Lang, here we come."

Yuan Lang raised a treacherous arc when he heard the words, and instantly turned into a beast shape: "Roar!"

Little ones, get ready to retreat.