In the sword bean field, when Cardin and Edward arrived, they saw Warwick and dozens of wild boar women cleaning up the mess.

After Warwick saw Cardin and Edward, he walked over with an ugly expression.

However, Cardin ignored him. Instead, he looked down at the entire land where sword beans were planted in front of him. There were trampled footprints everywhere, sword beans vines were torn out by the roots, and half-eaten sword beans were scattered on the ground. Anyway,

It's a mess.

Edward glanced briefly, frowned and looked at Warwick, who also had an ugly face, and asked, "How big is the loss...?"

"It's about seven acres of land. It's still far away from tribes and reclaimed wasteland, so it's hard to find."

"It was Agama's group of children who found out these wild boar people are not from our tribe while out herding."

Warwick was also filled with anger, seven acres of sword bean land.

At the very least, we could collect more than 25,000 kilograms of sword beans, but now they are all destroyed.

"Which tribe do these wild boar people belong to?" Cardin's face was gloomy and scary.

This is seven acres of sword beans. When mature, they can feed everyone in the Storm Tribe for at least ten days.

Moreover, if he matures, he will recognize it. After all, he is a wild boar, a member of his race.

But these damn things, stupid pigs are a complete waste of food.

"I haven't asked yet!"

Warwick was stunned. There were dozens of wild boars captured, but he hadn't even started to ask.

"Bring them here!"

"yes!"

Soon, Warwick led the soldiers and led the group behind Cardin.

"Kneel down!"

The quilboar team leader kicked an older foreign quilboar in the calf. The elder quilboar couldn't hold on and knelt on the ground.

The other quilboar warriors also ordered other foreign quilboars to kneel down.

Cardin turned around with a cold face, and suddenly, the coldness in his eyes disappeared.

fear!

hunger!

numbness!

This is what Cardin saw.

There were about thirty or so quilboars, all of them were sallow, thin, and frail. Most of them were older quilboars, mixed with a few quilboar women and two weak children.

They looked at Cardin with fear and avoidance in their eyes.

Some quilboars still have the remains of sword beans in their mouths...

Cardin's cold face gradually weakened, and he could tell without asking that these were a group of disaster victims, victims who were already on the verge of death.

Warwick seemed to have sensed Cardin's emotions. He looked at the foreign wild boars kneeling on the ground and asked, "Which tribe are you from, and why did you steal the sword beans from our Stormwind tribe?"

"Please forgive me...don't kill me..."

"I still have a child... He is starving to death. Please... Sir, please treat me like this. If I die, my child will be dead!"

These older quilboars glanced at Warwick numbly, lowered their heads and lay on the ground without saying a word. One of the quilboar women glanced at Cardin, and tears flowed down her face as she spoke.

"Stop talking nonsense, that tribe? Why are you here? If you don't tell me, I will kill you now!"

Edward on the side took the black iron sword from a soldier's hand and scolded him coldly.

Suddenly, several timid wild boar women became even more panicked.

"Edward!" Cardin glanced at Edward with a frown and motioned for him to take the knife away.

"Tell me, I am Kadan, the chief of the Storm Tribe. Please explain the matter clearly. I will not kill you, but I can also give you some food." Kadan asked calmly.

If it were other orcs, he might not be so patient, but he was a wild boar after all.

Seeing the appearance of these people, even though he had just lost seven acres of sword beans, he could not do anything to massacre these old men, women and children of the same race at this moment.

The old quilboar raised his head and looked at Cardin, his numb and lifeless eyes showing a hint of surprise. Several quilboar women also looked at Cardin.

At this time, one of the seemingly oldest wild boar people said: "Chief Kadan, we are the wild boar people of the Husan tribe. Yesterday, our tribe suffered a large-scale attack by kobolds. Those damn wild dogs, they burned, killed and looted.

, half of our tribe was killed or captured, and we are all fugitives."

"Because I'm really hungry..."

The old man lowered his head and apologized under his gray eyebrows.

In order to avoid being hunted by the kobolds, they broke into Kadan's tribe. It was also because they were too hungry that they trampled on the sword beans.

"Kobold?"

"Your tribe can't even defend against the kobolds?" Cardin frowned. The old man's words didn't sound like he was lying, but it was too rare for the kobolds to attack the quilboar tribe.

Sure enough, when Cardin asked this question, the wild boar old man lowered his head, turned pale and finally shook his head helplessly.

"The chief of the tribe took away most of the warriors. In addition, the food in the tribe could not even sustain one person for one meal a day. Many tribesmen were already very weak, and many children under one year old even died."

"How can such a tribe have fighting power? The kobolds attacked the tribe on a large scale this time, with more than 10,000 people. If this were normal, these 10,000 chickens and dogs would be vulnerable, but now...~"

"well!"

The old wild boar man sighed. He could understand Cardin's shock.

After all, kobolds are really just chickens and dogs, vulnerable to a single blow.

However, they were still defeated.

The tribe is destroyed!

"Kobold?"

Cardin did not expect that the kobolds would take this opportunity to attack the quilboar tribe. He had known that although the kobolds were cheap, it was very rare to attack mid-race tribes such as quilboars head-on.

At this time, Edward came over, looked at Cardin and said: "Chief, maybe... the Centaur tribe gave these kobolds some benefits and instigated them to attack the rear of the wild boar tribe, thereby forcing the wild boar alliance to retreat."

Yes, Edward immediately thought of this when he heard the kobolds. Centaurs and harpies can unite, so it is not unexpected to win over the kobolds.

Cardin glanced at Edward and felt something bad. If it was true as Edward said, would the Wild Boar Alliance be forced to retreat?

He would not naively think that the kobolds only attacked the Husan tribe. Many tribes must have been attacked, otherwise they would not be able to force the Wild Boar Alliance.

"That's it, Edward!"

"Immediately send someone to see how many nearby tribes have been attacked. At the same time, pay close attention to the war between the centaurs and the wild boars. Report anything to me immediately!" He was a little urgent now. The Storm Tribe had only been established for a few days. At this time,

It is not in his interest for the war to end.

"Yes!" Edward acted quickly, knowing the consequences of this matter.

"Chief, the two adults are back!" A wild boar warrior came running from a distance.
Chapter completed!