Chapter 1097 - The Old Bear’s Revenge (1/2)

Chapter 1097: The Old Bear’s Revenge

Meng Chao felt that the soldiers sent by the Great Horn Army to lead the rat people out of the devil’s den must have been carefully selected and specially trained in their eloquence. They had carefully polished their stories countless times.

Only then could they speak so vividly and fascinatingly.

With just a few words, Round Bone Club seemed to lead everyone back to that soul-stirring night.

Everybody held their breath and stared at his mouth.

Knowing that he was safe and sound, they were still sweating for what had happened to him.

“At that time, a bloodthirsty lizard that looked like a mad dog suddenly darted out of the bushes and bit my calf. Its fangs pierced through my flesh, making its body, which weighed more than a hundred kilograms, hang on my leg.”

The round bone club continued, “I watched as two ferocious lizard warriors walked towards me with hideous smiles on their faces while carrying large clubs that were filled with snake teeth.

“Their gazes didn’t land on my head, but on my knees.

“It seemed that they didn’t want to kill me with a stick. Instead, they wanted to break my knees and bring me back to the town to slowly cook me.”

“AH…”

In the crowd, some of the impatient rats couldn’t help but ask, “What happened after that? How did you escape from the pursuit of the Lizard Warriors?”

“After that, it was old bearskin who saved me!”

The round bone club grinned and pointed at the taciturn tall warrior, “Don’t think that he doesn’t like to talk much, but he has the ability to imitate the cries of the totem beasts and attract the totem beasts from afar.

“Old Bearskin joined the great horn army a few years earlier than me. At that time, he was sent to the border of the Blood Hoof clan and the Dark Moon clan by the Great Horn Army to look for someone like me who was desperate but unwilling to wait for his death. He was also full of anger toward his master, and he became a new recruit of the Great Horn Army.

“He saw the movements of a large group of lizard warriors at the foot of the mountain. He knew that they must be chasing after the rebels and saboteurs, so he quietly followed behind the group.

“Old Bearskin alone, of course, could not contend with a large group of lizard warriors. So, he used his own ability to cleverly attract a totem beast and crashed into the encirclement of the Lizard Warriors.

“The value and threat of the totem beast is obviously much greater than mine.

“For a moment, the Lizard Warriors were caught off guard by the totem beast, and were thrown off their feet.

“Old Bearskin took the opportunity to sneak up and cut the neck of the bloodthirsty lizard that bit my calf, saving me.”

“I see.”

Everyone finally heaved a sigh of relief.

Someone was still not satisfied, and continued to ask, “Later, how did you escape the pursuit of the Lizard Warriors?”

“It all depends on old bearskin!”

The round bone club said, “Old Bearskin is an experienced hunter. He is simply the embodiment of the forest. With just a sniff, he can sniff out all the streams, swamps, and caves of totem beasts in the entire forest.

“As everyone knows, we rat people are usually not allowed to go into the mountains to hunt, except for those who are gifted and specially act as guides for the Clan Warriors.

“When old bearskin was in his hometown, he was such a guide.

“However, a guide’s bowl of rice is also very unpalatable. It’s even more dangerous than cleaning the lizard cage, because in order to hunt even more brutal and powerful totem beasts, the Clan Warriors always ask the Guide to go deeper into the forest.

“If they really encounter totem beasts, the clan warriors can still rely on their skilled combat skills and powerful totem armors to fight against the totem beasts.

“However, unarmed guides often had a slim chance of survival.

“The third generation of the old bearskin family, together with his wife, were the best guides in their hometown. Their fame even spread to the nearby towns. Many warriors of the clan entered the mountains to hunt, and they were specifically asked to lead the way.

“This year, the wealthy clan that ruled the local towns, the heir of the chief, wanted to complete his coming of age ceremony in a glorious manner. He wanted to kill the strongest totem beast and give it to his father as a gift.

“And his father, the chief who was known for his brutality, also sent a large number of people to escort him.

“Such an elite team naturally needed the best guide.

“The old bearskin couple and their child, a family of three, were called up by the hunting team and came to the depths of the forest shrouded in clouds.

“Unfortunately, the weather was not perfect. On the day they entered the mountain, the sky seemed to have been pierced through by the Horn of a giant beast, and torrential rain poured down day and night.

“The torrential rain triggered the mountain torrents, making the forest, which was usually full of danger, even more unpredictable and violent.