The second person who traveled through time and space and became a pig

"Fuck, what's going on? What happened to me?" Tian Ye looked at his unusually thick arms and the thick hair on his arms, and couldn't believe his eyes. The hair and arms didn't look like human hair at all, but more like an animal.

Without saying anything, he subconsciously got out of bed and put on his slippers, but after looking for a long time, he couldn't find his slippers, only a dark patch of land. "What's going on? Wasn't I sleeping? Where are my shoes?" Tian Ye was confused again.

At this moment, a memory that did not belong to me flooded into my head.

Zhu Lao Ba, you heard it right, and you thought it right, Tian Ye traveled through time, and there was a sudden earthquake while Tian Ye was sleeping, and he died for no apparent reason. God gave Tian Ye another chance to be resurrected, but unfortunately this time it was not a human, but an orc. What's even more annoying is that it was a pig-headed man. There is another name that is very easy to remember, not difficult to write, and especially easy to take, Zhu Lao Ba.

As the name suggests, Zhu Lao Ba is the eighth child of the family. The pig-headed people, who are a very strong fertility race, usually do not deliberately give their children a very special name, but name them according to the order of birth, Pig Lao Da, Pig Lao Er, Pig Lao San, Pig Lao Si. This has led to the fact that there are many people named Zhu Lao Ba in this tribe, and it is obviously also the name of an ordinary pig-headed person.

"Zhu Lao Ba, how are you? If you are not well, we will carry you out and bury you. At the same time, the vacated tent can be used for people with less serious injuries." Tian Ye, who had just accepted Zhu Lao Ba's memories, suddenly heard a voice calling him from outside. His body trembled involuntarily, and then he recalled what had happened before among his many memories.

Five days ago, Zhu Laoba's tribe was attacked by werewolves. Werewolves usually don't attack tribes that are larger than themselves, but in this harsh winter, anything can happen, especially the hungry werewolves. Although werewolves are not a particularly strong race individually, they are very strong in group and can fight together. They often attack one person in groups of three or five during hunting. This means that even races that are stronger than them individually may not be their opponents.

It was a sunny morning. It snowed heavily last night and the entire tribe was covered with half a meter of snow.

On the defense tower, a pig-headed man just woke up from his sleep. Originally, four people were supposed to take turns to guard to prevent other tribes or monsters from attacking the tribe. But last night, the wind and snow were too strong and the weather was very cold, so the last pig-headed man on duty secretly ran into the wooden house in the tower and fell asleep. There was no pig-headed man on guard in the previous hour.

"Well, what is that?" The pig-headed man gently rubbed his sleepy eyes with his fingers and looked at the large black spots that appeared not too far away, densely packed.

"Enemy attack, attack the enemy" the pig-headed man shouted without caring about anything else. He picked up the horn at his waist and puffed up his cheeks to blow it hard. "Woo woo woo, woo woo woo" the rhythmic horn sound instantly spread throughout the pig-headed tribe. The pig-headed tribe was not large, so the horn sound reached the ears of every pig-headed man. No matter what the pig-headed people were doing, they all put down their things and quickly gathered together.

One of the pig-headed men got up from the shabby wooden bed, lifted the patched tent curtain, looked into the distance, then turned around and picked up his spear.

As an ordinary warrior in the tribe, Zhu Laoba only has a spear with an unknown animal bone sharpened on the front, which is his fighting tool. The pigmen are strong and powerful, and there is a reason for this. Pig-headed people are very greedy, and they have to fight against the sky, the earth, and other races in this harsh environment. Gradually, every pig-headed man grows very tall, and Zhu Laoba is the shortest among them. Normal pig-headed people are often about two meters tall, but Laoba is only about one meter and eighty. Because of this, Zhu Laoba became the most ordinary warrior of the tribe. His tent was on the edge of the tribe, but this time the enemy's attack was at the other end.

After taking out the spear, Zhu Laoba quickly rushed towards the direction where the horn came from.

When Zhu Lao Ba arrived at the battlefield, the battle had already begun. About 50 wolf warriors and nearly pig-headed warriors were already fighting in one place. The wolf tribe's speed and agility were better than the pig-headed men. The wolf tribe held big knives with extremely sharp blades. As long as they hit, blood and flesh would splatter. Because most of the pig-headed warriors had no armor, the wolf warriors were much stronger than the pig-headed warriors. Although the wolf warriors were not wearing iron armor, they still had a set of leather armor.

At this moment, Zhu Lao Ba, who had just rushed to the battlefield, was attacked by a werewolf warrior, and the sharp broadsword chopped straight at Zhu Lao Ba's neck. Although he was short, Zhu Lao Ba grew up in the tribe little by little, and had experienced many battles, so his combat awareness was still good. When the broadsword was about to reach Zhu Lao Ba's neck, Zhu Lao Ba's spear turned half a turn and directly blocked the broadsword outside his neck.

The wolf warrior saw that the pig-headed man actually blocked his attack, and he couldn't believe his eyes. He had already killed a pig-headed man with this move. After calming down, his eyes became more violent. He took back the big knife and chopped it towards Zhu Laoba's head. Maybe the wolf warrior had fought for a long time, and his speed was not particularly fast in Zhu Laoba's eyes. Zhu Laoba easily dodged the knife and stabbed the wolf warrior with the spear in his hand. The big knife was obviously not as long as Zhu Laoba's spear. The spear quickly stabbed at the waist of the wolf warrior. The wolf wanted to take back the big knife to resist, but he was one step slower. Zhu Laoba's spear directly pierced into the wolf's waist, and then pulled out the spear from the waist? A streak of bright red came out from the gap in the leather armor at the waist, and the rest fell to the ground. Zhu Laoba was a little surprised that his spear could hit him. While he was stunned, the injured wolf warrior's sword directly chopped Zhu Laoba's chest, but it was not deep. Maybe it was because of the injury or too much energy consumption, but it also left a long shallow scar on Zhu Laoba's body. Although it was not deep, it was very long, and blood flowed out. From the left chest to the right abdomen, a 40-centimeter wound was formed in an instant. Then another wolf warrior rushed over and punched Zhu Laoba in the head, and Zhu Laoba fainted instantly. The battle between the pig-headed man and the wolf people continued, but it had nothing to do with Zhu Laoba.

Afterwards, Pig Lao Ba was carried back to his tent by the other pig-headed men and no one cared about him anymore.