I am a pig in the beastly world, rough men are competing to be beastly husbands

The Basher tribe was in high spirits and arrived at the Lion tribe at the darkest time before dawn.

As expected, the lion tribe was quiet.

"Humph, that bastard is well-informed!" Tamada said contemptuously.

But what does it matter?

They are snakes that roam everywhere and can penetrate any hole. No matter how deep these small tribes hide, they can find them.

"It's no fun to surrender, but cat and mouse are more interesting. Let's play with them."

At Tamada's command, countless snake people twisted their bodies and slid into the dense woods.

The Bashe tribe has another unique characteristic, that is, they like to fight in half-beast form.

Beast worlds usually have two forms, human or beast.

Many orcs maintain their human form on a daily basis, but in battle or in times of crisis, they will display their true beast form to enhance their combat effectiveness.

The Basher tribe is the only race that can fight in a half-beast state.

They can perfectly combine the advantages of human and animal forms, with a human body and a snake tail, to maximize their attack power.

Of course, the level of visual disgust is also increased to the maximum.

So, when a little lion girl saw an orc squatting in the grass, she showed her long forked tongue and hissed evilly.

She screamed and ran away.

The snake people followed her footsteps and found the lion tribe.

"Why are you running? You're going to be caught in the same trap." Tamada smiled crookedly.

He licked the corner of his mouth:

"Damn it, the Long Arms are all meatless and not tasty. The little lions are chubby and good. If you guys know what's good for you, pick out a few fresh and tender ones for me to enjoy!"

With just a few words, he successfully angered the lion tribe.

"Evil snake man! Don't think we are afraid of you!"

A lion warrior in charge of guarding rushed out of the line and pointed directly at Tamada who was drooling:

"Gods above, we are not afraid of you!"

Tamada just glanced at him lightly, snorting through his nose:

"Oh, your bones are pretty tough? I just wonder how many bites your tough bones can withstand?"

After saying that, a snake tail as thick as a tree trunk swept over, like a mountain pressing down on the warrior's head, and directly knocked the warrior away to an unknown place in the distance.

With such a fast and brutal style of play, the Warriors are likely to be in great danger.

The lion people were so shocked that they were stunned on the spot.

Some of the weaker children were so scared that they wanted to cry, but their mothers covered their mouths tightly to prevent them from making any sound.

Tamada stuck out his tongue, looking very proud:

"Who else wants to die? If not, hand over the children immediately!"

A group of female elderly people and children huddled together, still without making any movement.

Tamada lost his patience and ordered his subordinates to go and snatch the person away.

Countless big snakes opened their mouths wide, dripping with disgusting saliva, and slid towards the lion group.

The second prince arrived in time:

"Devil Basher, don't even think about attacking my people!"

Then, something flew towards me.

The snake people thought it was a weapon and were about to laugh at the lion tribe for being so weak that they didn't even have a decent weapon, so why did they throw a ball of light grass?

But when the grass fell near them——

"Ah, what a terrible smell! What a smell!"

"My eyes are burning, my nose, your highness, my nose!"

"I feel so uncomfortable. My heart is beating so fast. I can't stand it. Your Highness, I will go first..."

Snakes all over the mountains and fields were fleeing in a panic, and because they were fleeing in such a panic, many of their tails became tangled in a ball, tripping many people and causing them to swallow mud.

The snake-man army that Tamada was so proud of was in a state of disarray in an instant.

"What are you doing!" he roared.

A small forward was so choked up that his nose and tears were streaming down his face. He said:

"Your Highness... I don't know what kind of grass the cunning lion tribe picked, and the smell is very strong! Many of our brothers have nosebleeds. Others have heartbeats that are very fast and feel very uncomfortable. They really can't adapt..."

"Waste!" Tamada was furious.

He simply opened his bloody mouth and swallowed the small forward.

Then he used his long tail to clear a path for himself and attacked the lions himself:

"How dare you show off your petty tricks in front of me!"

In a flash, he arrived in front of the formation.

The second prince of the lion tribe brought the males of the tribe and surrounded the old, the weak, the females and the young.

And on the outside, there were piles of seemingly ordinary weeds.

But it was these weeds that emitted an irritating smell that was unbearable for the snake people, causing great chaos in the morale of the Basnake tribe.

"hateful!"

Although Tamada was not affected as much as his subordinates, the smell made him very uncomfortable and he felt inexplicably irritated.

"You lion tribe, how dare you tease your snake man grandfather like this? Today I will let you have a taste of what it feels like to have your tribe annihilated!"

Since most of the snake people were driven away by the snake-repellent grass, Tamada is now fighting alone against hundreds of lion warriors.

Although facing the power of the ancient beast tribe, the lion tribe is still a little inferior.

But at least it can hold up for a while.

"Hold on a little longer, let's hold on a little longer."

The second prince was covered in blood, but he still encouraged the wounded warriors.

"I believe that the lady will come to save us!"

His eyes were very eager, but the hearts of the other warriors were heavy.

The female lady is just a female, what can she do?

Although there are two ancient beastmen by her side, they can only protect her. Can they protect every beastman of the lion tribe?

Besides, the female lady has a grudge against the lion tribe, so how could she come to save them...

Even though the second prince was full of expectations, they didn't hold out much hope.

Your Highness is still too young.

Tamada fired wildly for a long time, and it was very enjoyable, but the child didn't get a single bite.

I'm in a bad mood.

He doesn't want to play anymore.

"Are you the prince of the lion clan?"

A pair of small eyes stared at the second prince, and a vicious smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"Prince... I love to torture princes the most. The prince of the Long-Arm Tribe had one of his arms torn off by me," he said.

what?

The second prince was shocked.

Is Hou Xing...still alive?

But he didn't have time to think too much, because Tamada had a clear goal and was rushing towards him.

"Protect His Highness!"

The lion warriors roared and fought bloody battles.

But compared to the strongest prince of the Bashe tribe, they are undoubtedly ants trying to shake a tree.

Soon, Tamada's fangs pierced deeply into the second prince's arm.

"Your Highness!" The warriors were heartbroken.

The prince's face turned pale as he thought of the tragic scene of Hou Xing having his arm torn off.

"Retreat! Warriors, listen up! Retreat quickly!"

He endured the severe pain and issued the final order.

“Interesting,” Tamada muttered.

He thought of a new way to play.

The second prince, who was waiting for the pain of separation from his flesh and blood, suddenly felt an unbearable burning sensation in his arm.

It was as if a fire was burning in his blood vessels, and he couldn't help but scream out in pain:

"what!"

Then, as Tamada loosened his mouth, the second prince rolled to the ground, twitching and wriggling like the lowest and weakest insect, wriggling and rolling on the ground!

"Hahahahahaha!"

Tamada laughed out loud!