A guide to surviving in the world of beasts

The other slaves did not dare to resist at this time. They could only tremblingly help the dying orcs lying on the ground, and then carefully leave the square.

This little episode did not affect the other orcs present. They continued to chat and laugh as if what had just happened had nothing to do with them.

Outside the tribe, Hu Yi and his group were lurking in a blind spot in the square.

Hu Bai looked at the injured tribesmen with anger and hatred in his eyes.

He gritted his teeth and cursed in a low voice: "These bastards, I will make them pay in a moment!"

Because those who were beaten were not only members of his tribe, but also his nephew, the only relative he had in the world.

When the Sarleons invaded, all his other relatives had died, so he had to rescue his nephew.

Hu Bai clenched his fists tightly, turned to look at Hu Yi and asked, "Brother Hu Yi, when are we going to start?"

Hu Yi glanced at him calmly and replied calmly, "You'd better calm down first, otherwise you might end up getting yourself into trouble instead of dealing with the enemy."

"I have put the anesthetic into the wine they are going to drink, so you have to wait until they start drinking before you can leave."

Hu Bai calmed down after being looked at by him calmly, knowing that he was too impatient. "I'm sorry, brother Hu Yi. I will strictly follow your arrangements in the future."

At this critical moment, Hu Yi did not want to cause any trouble, so he nodded and said, "Keep observing. Don't worry, we will rescue everyone."

Time passed minute by minute, and soon, the red sun was setting in the west. All the orcs of the Fierce Lion Tribe came to the tribal square, and the food was prepared one after another. The two jars of wine that Hu Yi and his group were paying close attention to were also brought up at the end.

After all the preparations were completed, under the gaze of everyone, the leader of the Fierce Lion tribe walked up to the dining table in the front.

Hu Yi looked coldly at the middle-aged orc who was walking to the front. He was more than two meters tall, had golden hair and was very strong.

It was this man who organized the extermination of their White Tiger tribe, killing his parents and countless tribesmen. Now, as his strength has grown, he has become even more cruel and has attacked more small tribes. Countless orcs have died tragically because of him.

Even after so many years, Hu Yi's hatred has not diminished in the slightest. If his gaze could become substance, I believe that Lie Hou would have been cut into pieces by his eyes.

Hu Yi closed his eyes tightly, waited until his turbulent emotions calmed down, and then slowly opened his eyes. After opening his eyes, he was able to suppress the surging hatred in his eyes.

Although Hu Yi quickly closed his eyes, Shi Hou's keen senses still made him frown and look towards the place where Hu Yi and his group were hiding.

But he found nothing, so he withdrew his gaze, looked at the tribesmen below, said a few words to warm up the audience, and then, amid everyone's compliments, he was satisfied and asked everyone to start eating.

Shihou really enjoyed the treatment of being the center of attention, but he still pretended to be friendly and chatted with the people below while enjoying the food.

"Is there any new situation recently?" asked Lion Roar.

A young lion beastman stood up and said, "Chief, we found that some small tribes nearby are migrating. It may be due to environmental changes or other reasons."

In fact, everyone knows that the main reason why those small tribes want to migrate is because of the persecution of the Fierce Lion Tribe. If they don't leave, they will have no way to survive.

Lion Roar nodded, then looked at another older lion orc: "Anything else?"

The older lion beastman replied respectfully, "Chief, we have also noticed some strange figures appearing around our territory. Although we are not sure of their purpose yet, we will closely monitor their movements."

Lion Roar frowned, thought for a moment and said, "Stay alert, and report to me if there are any abnormal situations. In addition, you must pay close attention to those migrating tribes, because they will be in the hands of my Fierce Lion Tribe sooner or later."

"Yes, Chief!" everyone responded in unison.

After the discussion, everyone relaxed.

A Fierce Lion Orc looked at the wine bowl that had just been poured, swallowed his saliva, looked at the lion roar talking loudly above, looked at the wine bowl again, and finally couldn't help it, secretly lifted the wine bowl and took a sip quickly.

The group of people who were hiding had been paying attention to the actions of the people in the square. Hu Yi and several orcs happened to see the orc who was drinking secretly at the same time, and they all became nervous.

"What should we do? Should we rush in now?" Hushan asked nervously.

Hu Yi paid close attention to the movements in the square and said, "Wait a little longer."

The orc had just finished drinking the wine when he felt dizzy. He didn't think much about it, but just kept sighing in his heart, "This wine is really strong this time!" Just as he finished thinking, he fell to the ground.

Hu Yi and the others were on edge. When they saw this scene, their pupils contracted instantly. They had already pulled their bows and were about to release the arrows in their hands.

At this moment, another orc also noticed his companion lying on the ground. He immediately walked over, shook the fallen orc, and tried to wake him up, but got no response.

The orc felt very strange, so he picked up the wine glass and smelled it, then took another sip of wine. However, not long after, he suddenly felt dizzy, staggered and fell down.

"Haha, what's going on? It's bad enough that you drink secretly, but why is your alcohol tolerance so poor?" said an orc with disdain.

Hu Yi had already drawn the arrow in his bow to its full extent, with the tip of the arrow pointing directly at Lion Roar in the front. The other people from Rising Sun City also drew their bows to their full extent, pointing them at the orcs in the field.

At this time, the lion roared loudly, "Everyone raise your bowls and drink it up."

"it is good!"

Everyone in the field simultaneously raised the wine bowl in front of them, saluted the Lion's Roar, and then drank the wine in the bowl in one gulp.

What followed was the sound of people falling one after another in the field. The first to fall were the weak orcs. Soon, most of the people in the field fell.

Most of these people were drinking animal milk wine, and only a few who did not fall down were drinking the wine brewed by the tribe. However, only one eye was still open, and they could not move at all.

"What's going on here?"

"Why did so many people fall down?"

Soon someone responded, “Is there something wrong with the wine?

For a moment, the entire square fell into chaos.

"Be quiet! Be alert." Shihou was indeed a man who had experienced many storms. As soon as he finished speaking, he transformed into beast form.

Hearing this roar, all the orcs immediately stopped panicking and looked at the lion's roar in fear. Then they immediately became alert and the orcs who could still move immediately transformed into beast form.

While seeing the Fierce Lions drinking the wine, Tiger Wing had already released the arrow in his hand, and the arrow broke through the air and flew towards Lion Roar who had transformed into a beast form.