The time has gradually passed noon, and the sun has begun to tilt slightly, but it is still hanging high in the sky.
At this time, the human smell was no longer detectable in the air of the village, replaced by the aggressive and pungent smell of the wolf-headed man.
The tranquility was broken by the noise, and traces of barbaric destruction were left in almost every corner of the village.
To say that among the orcs, the ones who have done the most thorough raiding are probably these wolf-headed men.
For them, anything that can be of some use to them - even a piece of decent wood has value in being looted.
These wolf-headed men have occupied this human village for some time.
They piled the items they looted from the villagers' houses in the open space in the central square, waiting for the leader to distribute the loot.
The wolf-headed people don't seem to be able to distinguish the value of human belongings very well. They have collected all kinds of strange objects, most of which are iron items, and there are piles of iron pots and pans.
Of course, these wolf-headed men also have their own reasons for choosing targets to plunder.
There is a general shortage of iron in the orc country, and the price of iron products is extremely high.
The price of this iron was so high that even the wealthy tribes did not have enough funds to purchase enough iron to make armor for their soldiers.
Even the weapons issued are mostly maces that save iron and have excellent lethality and deterrence.
But after all, you can’t cut corners when it comes to “armor”.
Although leather armor can also provide defense, and many orc warriors are generally better than other races in combat power even without armor, a good pair of armor can still greatly improve a warrior's survivability on the battlefield.
But the orcs are really short of iron, and high-quality iron basically has to be purchased from foreigners, so they can't assemble it in large quantities.
As a result, most of the elite orc warriors had to prepare their own weapons.
Although there are not many ironware in the village, each household always has a few pieces of ironware. After searching every household, the accumulation is still a considerable amount.
And the wolf-headed man is not stupid. No matter how high the value of iron tools that are bulky and inconvenient to carry is, they are not as valuable as gold and silver.
They also tried to rummage through the homes of these villagers to find various gold and silver artifacts to enrich the results of the plunder, but valuables such as gold, silver, and jewelry were not common to these poor villagers.
Even if there are any, they have been taken away by the villagers.
What was left in those houses were actually things that the villagers really could not take away.
These wolf-headed men actually did not gain much from this village, but the livestock that could not be taken away were unlucky and became the lunch of these wolf-headed men.
Now that the wolf-headed men's looting of the village has basically ended, they have also begun to distribute the spoils according to the rules.
Although they have rules, the scene at this time is still noisy.
Several wolf-headed men also got into a fight because they were interested in the same object. None of the wolf-headed men nearby tried to stop the fight. Instead, they cheered and wished they would fight more fiercely.
"Go! Hotz, blow his head off!"
A gray-haired one-eyed wolf-headed man shouted to the fighting wolf-headed men.
"Step on his tail, step on his tail! He can't stand up without balance, so you win!"
"Oops! Black Fist, are your paws scratching your itch? You can't even scratch a single hair on Tiffinger!?"
The wolf-headed men next to them were also cheering for them and happily providing tactical guidance to those wolf-headed men.
The scene was extremely chaotic. Those wolf-headed men hugged each other and rolled around on the ground while the other wolf-headed men just watched the show.
After all, this is within the rules, and this is true for wolf-headed men and even other orcs.
Once you have something you want and others also want it, then the ownership of the object will be solved with your fists. So these wolf-headed men have a quarrel, and no one can stop it.
"Quiet everyone!!"
The arrival of a special werewolf made the noisy group of wolf-headed warriors obediently quiet down.
Because the person who came was none other than the leader of this group of wolf-headed men—Nursha.
"Lord Nursha...you, what are you?"
After learning that Nursha's side was over, Huffman sent someone to notify Nursha, who was resting temporarily in the mountains behind the village.
But when the powerful Nursha appeared in front of him, Huffman was shocked by Nursha's current appearance.
This once arrogant giant wolf was now unable to even walk independently, and could only stagger along with the help of two wolf-headed men on the left and right.
Huffman was a little uneasy before Nursha arrived.
The task assigned to him by Nursa this time was not only to blockade the village, Nursa also asked him to capture as many villagers in this village alive as possible.
After learning that his subordinates reported that there were still people in this seemingly empty village, Huffman, who originally thought he would not be spared, was so happy that his tail was raised for a long time.
As experienced hunters, these wolf-headed men quickly guessed how the "prey" trapped here would escape from the "cage" they created.
If those who stay in the village want to escape, they must use the horse, a means of transportation that humans have spent hundreds of years taming.
Otherwise, how could any human being escape from the hands of such fast-moving wolf-headed men?
There are not many stables in the village, and most of the horses were used by the villagers for evacuation.
But Huffman believed that there would still be some exceptions. The only stable with horses in the village was discovered by these wolf-headed people.
Huffman immediately stopped those subordinates who wanted to taste horse meat. He sent people to make a trap next to the stable, and waited for the "prey" who were still in the village to take the bait.
Although there was nothing wrong with the layout of this trap, and they did successfully capture a human.
But as a human male, Huffman doesn't think this is enough.
Nursha is famous for his cruelty, and if he fails to produce results that satisfy the wolf, he will inevitably be punished.
When Nursha punishes his subordinates, he usually does not deduct their military pay or trophies, but takes the form of corporal punishment, which he personally executes.
Although it is only a physical pain, and the wolf-headed man has extremely strong vitality, a general level of corporal punishment will not make the wolf-headed man fearful. After all, it is just a scab after lying in bed for a long time.
But... how can the punishment carried out by Nursha himself be "average"?
Just thinking about that purgatory-like experience made these Nursha's subordinates tremble.
There are many wolf-headed men secretly guessing below, is this a way for their boss to vent his emotions?
Because after every punishment, Nursha looked at the "prisoner" who only had half a breath in front of him. He was in a good mood, and he didn't even mind the small mistakes made by other wolf-headed men.
Huffman is of course afraid that he will become Nursha's punching bag and be beaten to pieces, so he is still feeling uneasy in his heart.
"Something unplanned happened. Where is the person you are talking about? Where is he?"
Nursha didn't want to say anything more to his adjutant. He chose to cover up the explanation about the injury in a vague way and stated his purpose directly and clearly.
In normal times, Nursha might even "help" the dilly-dallying Huffman to correct his attitude, but now his physical condition has caused Nursha to lose his usual energy.
Although the injuries on his body have been treated, it only stopped the bleeding. Although the pain in his chest and right eye has been relieved, it has not completely disappeared.
His body also lost strength due to using the "ancestral totem" twice in a row on this day, and fell into weakness, so much so that Nursha could not even stand still.
Without two subordinates to support his huge and heavy body, he could not even walk.
"Sir, this is the human being we captured."
Huffman waved his hand and asked the wolf-headed warriors behind him to carry Federer over who had his hands and feet bound.
"Is that correct?"
Nursha had no interest in the bruised man in front of her.
What Huffman sent to tell him seemed to have nothing to do with this man, and Nursha couldn't help but become a little suspicious.
Federer fell to the ground and was unconscious.
After being caught, he suffered many hardships due to his many attempts to escape, and finally fell into a coma after a heavy blow to the back of the head.
"That's right, Lord Nursha."
Huffman said with certainty, "Although the smell on this man's body is lighter now, we did find the 'thing' that interests you, sir."
"Oh? Indeed... it will be interesting."
Nursha wanted to bend down, but the two wolf-headed men supporting him seemed to be in the way.
Nursha directly pushed away the wolf-headed soldier who was supporting him on the left, ignoring the wolf-headed man's embarrassment. He leaned down and sniffed Federer's body with the bandaged wolf head.
The unlucky guy who didn't know what happened just now was pushed directly to the ground by Nursha's force. He could only stagger up from the ground. A layer of ash was spattered on his body and he didn't have time to take it off, so he retreated into the other wolf-headed men.
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This caused some commotion among the wolf-headed men who were watching, but no one dared to joke because of the intimidation of Nursha and several captains.
"How is it? Sir."
Seeing Nursha raise his head from Federer, Huffman knew that Nursha already knew what he was thinking.
"You seem to have... found something very nice for me this time. I will reward you well when I get back."
Nursha raised his head, closed his only remaining left eye, and breathed deeply through his nose the smell in the air that was originally unfamiliar but had already been remembered by him.
"The failure to capture all the people in this village is a dereliction of duty on the part of my subordinates. How dare you ask for any reward."
It is impossible to capture all the villagers, and Nursha did not emphasize the need to capture all the villagers. This is certainly not a dereliction of duty.
But Huffman was punished because his action failed to meet expectations and he let go of almost all the villagers.
However, at this time Huffman changed the concept and said his mistake was something insignificant.
"Leave this matter to Barono's team."
Nursha was very pleased with Huffman's implicit compliment, "I let them lie in wait for so long, and if there is nothing gained yet, he doesn't have to come back."
"So, you have found them?"
"Of course, I have sent several brothers to keep an eye on them. It is impossible for them to escape. You can feel free to go anytime you want."
"Okay, okay..." A ferocious smile appeared on Nursha's lips, "Then go now!"
"But...your body, sir?"
Thinking that Nursha's current condition didn't seem to be very good, Huffman said carefully.
"I said, go now!"
Nursha straightened his body, and the other wolf-headed warrior who was supporting him was pushed aside.
This time Nursha's legs no longer trembled, but stood on the dirt like two copper pillars. His legs kicked on the ground casually, splashing a layer of light dust. Nursha stretched out his
The claws and limbs were stretched out, and all the bones in the body made a crackling sound.
His period of weakness has passed.
Nursha, this terrifying giant wolf has regained his power again.