Chapter 74 Saber-toothed Tiger (Part 1)

What's going on?

Murphy was stunned for a moment when he looked at the tigress who suddenly let go of his hostility and crawled on the ground and made a "whimper" sound.

"Sir, it's giving birth!" The knight of the general guard pointed to the lower body of the tigress and spoke.

Giving birth?

Murphy looked in the direction pointed by the General Guard Knight. Sure enough, a small piece of thing stained with blood and fluff was exposed on the lower half of the Sabertooth Tiger.

"Don't attack!" Murphy waved his hand to signal the Crete archer not to attack, and took a few steps forward.

The saber-toothed tiger's hind limbs were trembling. It was hit hard in the previous battle with the ogres, and the bones on its hind limbs were probably broken. It looked at Murphy and whined, with a hint of humanity in its eyes.

That is the brilliance of motherhood!

Although he couldn't understand what it said, Murphy knew that he was asking him to give birth to a cub again.

In this world, there is an unwritten rule among humans who live by hunting, that is, they do not hunt pregnant mother animals or underage cubs. Unless they really cannot find food, most of the cubs caught are released by hunters. Pregnant mother animals mean the continuation of the clan, and the cubs can only mate and reproduce after they grow up.

This is the wisdom of the ancients.

They knew that if there were endless hunting, the group of beasts would eventually become fewer and eventually become extinct.

And they have no source of food.

Even some fierce beasts will let go of pregnant female beasts.

This is not a joke.

All this really exists in nature!

Canines are loyal and cats are smart.

The saber-toothed tiger looked at Murphy not far away and made a whimpering sound. Its scream was trembling with a hint of trembling, as if it was very painful.

Murphy stood like this, quietly staring at the tigress in front of him.

I was silent for a long time.

He turned around, looked at the people behind him, and said in a deep voice: "Who will deliver the baby?"

All right.

He must admit that he was moved by the tigress.

The surroundings were strangely silent for a moment.

"Who will deliver?" Murphy asked again. The tiger's hind limbs were severely hit. The ogre's power was very terrible. If the saber-toothed tiger had not been as strong as the body, other creatures would have died on the spot!

After suffering such severe injuries and excessive blood loss, the weak tigress could obviously not have a child smoothly with its own strength.

As a modern person in the era of information explosion, Murphy certainly knows how difficult it is for a female to give birth!

No one around answered.

Murphy inspected the scene and finally focused her attention on the indigenous people recommended by the slave merchant Prife. Greek soldiers were all professional soldiers, and the most important thing they did every day was training. This time, Murphy did not bring a military doctor with him. The only one in the team who was not a warrior was the indigenous people recommended by the slave merchant Prife.

Murphy looked at the native, and he was sweating profusely before he asked, "Have you married?"

"Marry."

"Do you have children?"

"have."

Murphy nodded with satisfaction, pointed at the sweaty Aboriginal and said in a deep voice: "Okay! You! Go over! Help it deliver."

"General... Governor. I can't deliver a baby!" The indigenous person immediately frightened his legs. He looked at Murphy with a sad face and said, "And it's still a tiger, I..."

Sharp!

Murphy didn't give him a chance to explain.

A sharp sword was placed on the neck of the native, and Murphy said in a deep voice: "I am not interested in listening to your nonsense!"

"Either go over and deliver it now! Or I will cut your throat now!"

The indigenous people were speechless immediately.

He trembled for a long time before swallowing his saliva and said, "I'll go. I'll go now..."

Murphy retracted his sword and stared at him quietly.

The indigenous people wiped the cold sweat from their foreheads and approached the tigress timidly.

"roar!"

The seriously injured saber-toothed tiger roared, scaring the indigenous people immediately fell to the ground.

After the tigress roared, he looked at Murphy again.

"Go!" Murphy snorted coldly. Then he nodded at the tigress, raised his hand and pointed to the indigenous people who were so scared that they dared not move.

The tiger seemed to understand what he meant and crawled on the ground again.

"Longbowman ready!"

Murphy raised his hand in front, and a small team of Crete archers behind him immediately took the arrow, but this time he did not aim at the tigress, but aimed at the aborigine who was timid and did not dare to move forward.

This is more effective than anything else!

The indigenous people had seen the power of the centaur longbow with their own eyes. The powerful penetration power could not even resist the ogres, let alone an ordinary human! If he didn't dare to step forward, he would probably have to be shot into a hedgehog on the spot.

He jogged to the tigress in three steps and two steps, and tried to deliver the tigress in sweat.

Time passes by little by little.

The tigress was getting weaker and weaker. It no longer made whimpering sounds in its mouth, but gasped for the best of its might.

About ten minutes later.

The native stood up with joy. He held a bloody tiger in his hands and said excitedly to Murphy: "Birth! Born!"

Murphy was shocked when he heard this.

But at this moment, the indigenous man suddenly became stunned again. He tried the tiger's breath with his hands and immediately said with a sad face: "Die."

Dead?

Is it dead...

The mother tiger looked at the cubs in the hands of the indigenous people and made a low whimper.

The hoarse beast sound actually made Murphy feel a little sad. He shook his head and sighed.

But at this moment, the voices of the indigenous people rang again!
Chapter completed!