Some people say that wild boars are very brave and can charge to death when facing strong enemies and stop until death;

Some people also say that the wild boars are cowardly, and they are always unable to persevere in a fierce battle until the end, and even the most powerful of them - their leader, often joins at the end of the battle, or escapes first.

However, neither of these statements is necessarily credible, because I suspect that the providers of these two statements have their own prejudice against the wild boar tribe.

The former statement was learned when I was chatting in a tavern with a dwarf adventurer who was struggling in Kalimdo. About half a month ago, the team of this dwarf adventurer was just robbed by a group of wild boar robbers. The only one of the dwarf thieves in the group escaped by chance. He was probably scared to death.

After all, judging from my years of contact with the dwarfs, the most of those who are either bold madmen or trembling cowards...

The latter view comes from one of my tauren friends, Good *Titan Power* Horror Totem.

Well, everyone who has had in-depth contact with this powerful Taurus General should have some understanding of his hatred and contempt when he treats the wild boar and centaur.

Although he is a great man with a respectable status and a heroic master, his statement is not accurate in his view of the Wild Boar and Centaurs.

...

Well, Goode proved right.

The wild boars are really not a heroic race. These damn robbers, bandits, villains. They almost burned my beard! Oh, Moradin is on, and I will never try to reason with those savage creatures in the future!

The only thing they are interested in is how to steal my archaeological equipment and travel supplies!

Damn it!

If I meet them again, I will definitely bury them all into the landslide hole!

must!

...

Get back to the point.

When two evenly matched wild boar tribes fight, once the battle falls into a state of anxiety, the leaders of both sides can resolve the conflict through duels, and the loser will lose everything, tribe, people, rights, weapons, and of course its life.

However, when facing armies of other races, wild boars rarely use this rule. When the battle prefecture is unfavorable or the opponent's advantage is too obvious, they would rather escape and look for the next chance to win.

Of course, occasionally, the leader of the wild boar may play tricks when he is bound to win to gain some rare fun and show his courage to his tribe and subordinates.

The premise is that the opponent's duel is obviously not his opponent.

...

Here are some reminders of travelers and adventurers who want to set out to explore Kalimdo. When you face the savage and cruel wild boars, be sure to take good care of your beard, eyebrows, hair... and all supplies... Excerpted from "Mysterious Land: Wild Boars"

Author: Bryan*Bronzebeard

Time went back half an hour ago.

Captain Jevanen has been fighting with the opponent's wild boar general Rigwoh* Steelback for a long time.

Out of the expectation of the Steel-Back Beast, the old-looking tauren opposite was not only strong, but also strong, but even his physical strength was better than that of himself in his prime.

After dozens of rounds of dangerous and fierce fighting, Rigwo* was already out of breath. However, the old tauren opposite him still had enough energy and did not seem to feel tired at all.

And now the offensive from the opposite side has become more violent and higher than the waves, which has made the "steel-backed beast" run away in a hurry and is almost breathless.

The wild boars side not only had a disadvantage in the general duel, but also were in danger in the entire battle situation. Nearly 20,000 newly renovated wild boars troops were beaten by the Taurus warriors who were only over 4,000, and fled to the tomb under the leadership of Mr. Gundrew.

In just a moment, offense and defense were out of place.

The hunter has become a prey...

Taking advantage of the opportunity to look around the battlefield, Rigwo* Steelback was already timid in the unfavorable situation and began to find the opportunity and path to get out of the battle.

Seeing the veteran Jevanen charge forward again, the steel-backed beast suddenly swung the steel flail in his hand and hit Jevanen's chest.

Regwo* Steel Back doesn't want to directly attack the key points of the Taurus veteran's head and neck, but even though his figure is a little taller than an average wild boar warrior, facing a Taurus... his height is still a problem!

However, what surprised the Steel-Back Beast was that the old Taurus warrior who had been using skills to tremble with himself and did not confront him head-on, this time he chose to be close to him without any concessions.

Lifting up the left arm of the wearer's heavy steel armor, Jevanen relied on the thickness and toughness of the heavy steel armor on his body, and used a parry to block the meteor hammer. At the same time, he held the right hand of the totem pole tightly. He had already used brute force and stabbed forward.

The huge and heavy totem pole in the terrified eyes of the steel-backed beast was like a siege hammer hitting the unstable city wall, instantly hammering the steel-back of Rigwo* far away!

It has to be said that although the armor and weapons created by the Tauren blacksmiths have no technical characteristics, they also have disadvantages such as heavy and roughness. However, they have the most suitable feature for the Tauren warriors - solid and solid!

He glanced at the position where the flail wheel was blocked, and the arm armor made of pure steel as raw material had no other damage except for the surface of the scratches left by the spikes on the flail hammer head and the slightly deformed depression.

After gently moving his arms, Jevanen confirmed that his arm was fine except for the bruises in the depression of the armor. He had picked up the totem pole and rushed to the "Steel-Beared Beast" that had flown several meters away by the hammer.

As a member of the terrifying totem clan, his hatred of wild boars and centaurs has long been integrated into Jevanen's bones and blood. The only thing the veteran captain wants to do now is to deal with this idiot who dares to provoke and threaten the Dragon Wrestling Army as soon as possible.

"Swoosh swish swish!"

A slightly messy sound of breaking through the air came from the veteran. He felt a trembling heart. Jevanen, who had extremely rich combat experience, turned sideways, swung the wide totem pole in his hand into a circle, gently knocked and picked it up, and swept down several crossbow arrows shot from the air.

As early as the beginning of the war, Jevanen discovered something wrong with these steel-bred clan wild boar people.

This is not the first time that the veteran captain has dealt with these wild boars.

But no matter which confrontation it was, no matter what elite or the chief's guards were, they were not equipped with as well-equipped weapons and equipment as this time. If the weapons now are considered excellent, then the things in the hands of the wild boars were simply a group of broken copper and iron...

Just like the crossbows in the hands of those wild boar hunters, it is obviously a bird gun to replace cannons!

If the wild boar man used to make the sloppy bows and arrows shots, Jevan was too lazy to use the totem pole to block them. After all, it would not hurt the heavy armor to protect the body at all, and just ignore it.

In a flash, he suppressed his doubts about the origin of the Wild Boars' weapons. The terrifying Totem of Jevanen, who was on the battlefield, understood that this was not the time to explore the strangeness behind the investigation.

He hid aside and pulled up a terrified wild boar warrior to block a lightning bolt attacking not far away.

The veteran captain swept his eyes into the crowd of wild boars, and immediately found the wild boars who were standing not far away from the "Steel-Back Beast" to cast spells: an old wild boar with a bent back. At this time, it was preparing for the next aggressive spell, wanting to give Jevanen a heavy blow...

He lifted the metal javelin behind him, and the veteran shouted and pointed the javelin at the wild boar man's spell caster and shot it out.

"collapse--"

With a sound of breaking through the air, the javelin cut through the space with the heat of friction with the air. It instantly turned into black light, and in the blink of an eye it shot through the ugly head of the wild boar man, and shot another armored wild boar man behind him.

The metal javelin penetrated from the back of the wild boar warrior as if shot into a piece of rotten wood, passing through his chest, and firmly nailed the two bodies to the ground...

"Die!"

With a angrily shout, Jevanen's terrifying totem, who showed off his throwing skills, rushed wildly, and in a few steps, he arrived in front of the steel-backed steel back who was trying to stand up. The next second, the huge and heavy iron plow wooden totem pole was already "booming" with a rude force, hammering the terrified face of the steel-backed beast... like a heavy hammer smashing a watermelon, red and white splashing all over the ground.

...

In Azeroth, there is a kind of person that must not be underestimated - those old guys who have their own strengths...

For example, Lao Tang's legendary aunt Magasa's terrifying totem, "Laofu" Tirio Fording, "Old Man" Magni's bronze beard, and "One man's husband's pass" King Sarufal... Which of these old guys is not a model of becoming more and more demonic as they get older?

The accumulated experience, skills, eyesight and combat sense of smell over the past few years can ensure that their strength is still strong even when their physical fitness declines. It will not decrease but increase!

Just like Rigwo* steelback... He is a "idiot" who pays the price for despising an old guy. And the price is his life.

...

The wild boars are really not a race with strong willpower.

This group of guys who are only suitable for fighting with the wind and will never fight to the death without being forced into a desperate situation. What they lack is the courage to fight to the death. Therefore, it is not wrong to say that Lao Tang contempts them for a long time and is a group of mobs.

Just think that now, when the new patriarch, Rigwo*, who was also the strongest combat power, was killed, the wild boar troops, which had an advantage in force, instantly turned into a mess. Except for a small number of bloody wild boar soldiers who still silenced to resist to the death, most of the timid, "flexible" guys actually scattered!

Jevanen, who was eager to support the mission, did not order a pursuit. It was obviously more important than chasing and annihilation of these scared mobs. The task of rushing to Razor Ridge to support the orc allies as soon as possible.

However, an extremely strange behavior during the evacuation of the group of wild boars aroused the vigilance of the veteran captain.

...

"What are the wild boars doing when they put the weapons and weapons all over the ground without picking up them?"

On the banks of the Nushui River, staring at the direction of the wild boar troops evacuating in a panic, Captain Jevanen frowned and looked at the old man Gundru who was picking up the body of a wild boar man who was split into two pieces by a sharp axe and asked, "Is it because he was burying the dead comrades and collecting the corpse?"

"Why don't I know when the wild boar people have such a sense of collective honor? Besides, they only took away those corpses that were barely considered complete?"

"Anyway, it's not because of the lack of food and grass for winter." Mr. Gundru, who was half-squatting on the ground and carefully observed, did not raise his head, spread his hands and replied indifferently: "Although those wild boars eat everything, they will not fall into depravity and even let go of the same corpses. Besides..."

The old man suddenly had his eyes lit up, and he used a broken steel knife to lift a small ragged linen bag from the bloody corpse. Then he showed the half-black bread that had been bitten in the bag and the most remaining dried fish meat to the surprised veteran Jevanen, and said quietly:

"Besides... the wild boar man seems to be not short of food now, but on the contrary, there is still plenty of money!"

I searched through several similar, ragged linen bags containing food, each of which was roughly similar - fish and black bread, and occasionally half a bottle of rum can be found on the bodies of some small leaders - this is simply standard!

Seeing this, even the veteran Jevanen's face changed from astonishment to solemnity...

If you keep the plundered food with you, and even not abandon it in battle, this habit is normal for the wild boar people in the barren land. You cannot make a fuss about Jevanen and Gundrew. However, it is not normal to see the "surplus grain" in the wild boar people's food bags, which is almost uniformly equipped!

After all, the wild boars are not inferior to their beast relatives - huge wild boars - and even eating an antelope in one meal is not unusual.

Now, on the corpse of the wild boar, there are still many remaining foods found one after another, instead of being eaten and wiped away. This is strange!

In this way, there seems to be only one explanation left: unless... before the battle, these wild boars, who are the big eaters, are already full!

This is the real key. If you want to say that you are lazy and have a good temperament, the wild boar people compressed in a corner of the Razor Canyon have a happy life through their own "self-reliance and hard work", rather than someone behind them. Who believes this undead (ghost) word?

What's more, don't forget that black bread and jerky fish are not specialties in the barren land...

"It's not just food and the behavior of carrying the body, but another thing is also worthy of vigilance." Mr. Gundrew carefully stroked the broken knife in his hand that was only half broken from the middle. He frowned and continued to add: "Their weapons...they have the same source of suspicious!"

"I broke this reflex knife with my own hands... But before my totem pole broke it, the wild boar man who used it injured at least three young men. He even used this reflex knife to cut a heavy armor."

"The wild boar man's forging ability alone will never be able to create such excellent weapons. Even if there are...the number will not be too many. However, in this battle, there are many similar excellent weapons, and even one of the five wild boar warriors!"

The old man frowned tighter and tighter. He raised his head and looked at the veteran captain beside him and said in a solemn voice:
To be continued...