Chapter 14: All Monkeys Are Thieves!

  The high wall of the enclosure was seven or eight meters thick, with double rows of thick wood filled with mud, and its width was enough to allow a fully armed knight to gallop freely on it.

  At the four corners stood arrow towers and watchtowers, with thick wooden structures guaranteeing that the watchtowers would stand firm in the strong winds at night. The height of the watchtowers, which was almost twice as high as the fence, could elevate human vision by countless levels.

  The palisade's outer perimeter was dug with a wide ditch, although the stony moorland had insufficient water sources to fill this moat, but the bottom and sides of the ditch were filled with sharpened wooden stakes.

  A wooden suspension bridge about 20 feet long spans the ravine, with two thick iron chains connecting the bridge to the gate tower in the fence. Below it is a winch that can lift the bridge at any time.

  There are people patrolling on the fence from time to time. Although it is called a border guard post, such defense is simply a small fortress.

  "Damn it, why do we still have to come out for patrol in this lousy weather? Even those thick-skinned beastmen wouldn't want to venture out!" The patrolling sentry tightened his heavy camel-hair cloak against the gale-force winds and cast a covetous glance at the brightly lit, large wooden house in the center of the outpost. Even amidst the howling wind, he could hear the raucous noise coming from inside the house, as well as the enticing aroma of wine wafting through the air.

  "Damn you, Gulu! If you dare to murmur again, beware of the squad leader's whip!" Another soldier growled in a low voice, his tone filled with fear and awe for the squad leader.

  "What's so great about it, isn't he just a mid-level warrior?" Gulu was about to retort, but under the opponent's increasingly cold gaze, she suddenly realized what she had said and her face turned pale as she hastily shut up. She quickly changed the subject, glancing around and saying "The second squad hasn't returned yet today, those lazy bums are usually the first to return!"

  "It's probably the wind that held them back! This damned wind, it started too early today!" Gru's tactic was clearly successful, easily turning the topic around. Anyone who has lived on the gravel plain would have a deep hatred for the wind on the gravel plain.

  "Huh? Look... what's that?" Gru, who was looking around in embarrassment, suddenly pointed at a group of vague black shadows on the dark horizon and exclaimed.

  "It seems to be... an Orc...?" Another person's eyes were slightly more useful, squinting in the strong wind, guessing from the vague outline in the darkness, the sturdy physique of the Orc was easily recognizable on the wasteland.

  Although there were three or four hundred of those faint black shadows, his tone didn't have a hint of panic, but was instead filled with astonishment. What had given these cowardly half-beasts the courage to dare come near the outpost?

  The actual situation, however, was that these excitedly prepared half-beasts, within a hundred miles of entering the outpost, had already begun to tremble all over their bodies. If it weren't for Xia Zha's appearance on that day casting a shadow over them, they wouldn't have dared to take a step in this direction even if you killed them.

  Trembling, they walked to the nearby sentry post, where over 300 half-beasts were shivering uncontrollably in the cold wind, it was unclear whether they were frozen or frightened.

  There were no human soldiers as imagined, and the chaotic half-beasts gradually calmed down. Perhaps those humans were also afraid of their massive numbers!

  A few stout and bold half-orcs began to set their sights on the smooth white bodies of the human corpses on the ground, licking their thick lips as they gazed at the milky-white muscles, for since being captured, they had never had a full meal.

  Under the leadership of several sturdy half-orcs, especially after discovering that the driving Mung beastmen had disappeared at some unknown time.

  The half-beast people, who had regained their freedom, skillfully found a place downwind and lit a bonfire, roasting the five human corpses on the fire heap. They eagerly gathered around the bonfire, waiting for their turn to eat. Compared to the Mongol beastmen, the tender humans were much more delicious.

  At the same time, near the outpost, Xia Zuo, who was sneaking with his tribe in the dark, looked at the tall rows of thick wood in front of him with envy. If he had this kind of wood, plus his own mixture of dry grass and yellow mud, the solidity would be absolutely comparable to the city wall. Only on the gravel plain, such huge logs were even more precious than water sources.

  With a slight raise of his hand, nearly two hundred Mongol warriors behind Xia Zuo stopped silently in their tracks, the people crouching on the ground in the cold wind almost merging with the earth.

  "Boss, look..." Bi Gu silently crept up to Xia Zuo's side and pointed at the half-beastman in the distance who was busily preparing to roast food with great enthusiasm.

  Xia Sha couldn't help but laugh in surprise, although his original intention was to let the half-beastmen carry the corpses to attract human attention. However, he didn't expect these timid half-beastmen to complete his task so perfectly. Their current behavior is simply the ultimate skill for pulling hatred. No intelligent race would allow such a thing to happen, let alone with comrades who have been together through thick and thin.

  "We're waiting!" Xia Sha looked at the half-beast people with a cold smile, hoping that the enraged human sentry wouldn't kill too quickly.

  "Damn it, it's the second squad..." Two sentries on the fence squinted their eyes curiously and sized up the half-orc's actions in the cold wind, and after the half-orcs lit a bonfire in the leeward direction, the two men's faces changed drastically under the firelight.

  "Ding ding ding..." The urgent and ear-piercing bell sound started, Grey rushed to the bell tower, pulled up the bell hammer and swung it wildly.

  The warning bell rang out, the large wooden house filled with wine fragrance suddenly became noisy and chaotic, mixed with many angry curses and the crisp sound of falling and breaking wine jars.

  "Damn it... Grey, if you don't have a good reason, wait for the whip!" Amidst the thunderous roar, a majestic figure wrapped in silver light rushed out of the large wooden house and arrived beside Grey before the words had even fallen.

  Bare-chested, the steel-like muscles of his arms didn't fear the biting cold wind, the lingering flush of alcohol still hadn't faded from his face, a pair of bulging eyes like those of an angry cow stared furiously at Gray.

  Startled by the ferocious gaze of the robust man, Grey immediately trembled like a quail in front of a brown bear.

  "Captain, look..." Another guard, obviously much calmer, quickly walked up to the burly man's side and pointed at the half-beast in the distance.

  "How dare these cowards run to this place?" The burly captain glanced at the distant half-beastman settlement, but when he saw what the half-beastmen were roasting, his nonchalant expression instantly turned into seething anger.

  "...A majestic body suddenly burst forth with a silver aura, like a raging wind sweeping out, and directly sent Grey tumbling back two steps."

  "You little rascals, bring me my gear and let's go slaughter those filthy green-skinned pigs..." The burly captain snatched the long spear from Gray's hand and jumped down from the 7-8 meter high wall, his body radiating a silver glow as he rapidly charged towards the distant half-beasts.

  The thirty or forty drunken sentries left in the big wooden house also rushed to the gate tower, and at a glance, the flames burning in their bodies were like volcanic eruptions.

  Although not as bold as the Han captain, who directly charged down the city wall, they also shouted and picked up nearby long spears and large swords. Under the stimulation of alcohol and anger, even armor was forgotten, and wearing only their undergarments or with bare shoulders, they dropped the drawbridge in a chaotic and crazy manner, roaring as they rushed out.

  The silver light rushing towards the half-beastman in the darkness was undoubtedly the best signal. Xia Zuo, who had been lurking in the darkness, waved his hand, and on the dark ground behind him, black shadows slowly appeared, hunching over and rapidly approaching the sentry post.

  Like a ghost in the dark, the swift and silent Munk beastmen were not hindered by the unguarded river ditch at all.

  A dozen or so Mongol warriors walking at the front of the wall lowered the coarse, hastily-made grass ropes from their bodies and swung them in a circular motion towards the palisade walls, silently hanging on the thick wooden stakes.

  He pulled hard twice, and after confirming that the rope was very secure, Xia Zuo first climbed up. Although he had never tried wall-climbing before, under the rapidly growing strength of every day now, Xia Zuo jumped onto the top of the wall in just two or three pulls.

  A lone figure crept up silently, a lithe Munk beastman, scaling the height of the fence with ease.

  First were Biko and the twelve, followed by more than fifty relatively stronger elderly men and women Mau Mau, while the rest cautiously lay in wait under the fence.

  With the firelight in the large wooden hut, Xia Sha took in the entire outpost at a glance.

  Inside the fence, everything is neatly planned. In addition to the large wooden house in the center, there are two rows of wooden houses on either side, which should be the sentry camp. Behind the large wooden house is a row of stables and a tall, domed warehouse.

  "There..." Xia Zuo pointed at the warehouse with a smile on his face, which was their target for tonight.

  Dozens of ghostly figures slid down from the walls, and rows of war horses in the stables stirred restlessly, emitting bursts of urgent snorts.

  Their masters were either rushing out to punish the half-beasts now, or lying on the tables and under the tables in the large wooden house filled with the smell of wine, with long drool hanging from the corners of their mouths, dreaming of something beautiful.

  A faint crisp sound, Xia Zuo pulled away the warehouse door lock, raised the horse lamp borrowed from the stable, and even though Xia Zuo had already made preparations, he couldn't help but take a deep breath of cool air.

  "Damn it, these local tyrants!" Xia Zuo cursed angrily. He worried about food every day, and even from the establishment of the tribe to now, he didn't dare to eat a full meal, but look at those damned sentries.

  In a basketball court-sized granary that was over five meters high, bag after bag of grain were packed in so tightly that they reached all the way up to the roof.

  "Brothers, move!" Xia Zuo gritted his teeth and said, as he reached in and pulled out five bundles of food. Although the stacked bags were higher than Xia Zuo's two people, under his enormous strength, they were easily shouldered and carried away silently, thrown over the fence.

  And under the fence, there were naturally waiting Mongolians to receive them.

  Beastmen are generally robust, and even half-grown Mankai children can run with a sack of grain on their backs. For adult female beastmen, carrying three or four sacks at once is no problem!

  Bag after bag of grain was delivered silently by the Mongols outside the walls of the outpost.

  "Boss, come quick!" Xia Zuo, who was busy carrying food, heard Tara's astonished and excited shout, and hastily walked over quickly.

  Tara drooled, her eyes fixed intently on the wooden house in front of her.

  Natsuki couldn't help but stare at Soma as he walked in front of her, and even her breathing became rapid.

  "Damn it, this is going to be a blast! More than Mantas, several people are coming over!" Xia Zuo exclaimed in a low and urgent tone, his face even flushed with excitement.

  The wooden house was not large, but the things inside were dazzling, with precision-crafted long spears and double-handed great swords neatly arranged on the weapon rack, their sharp spearheads and sword blades flashing a cold, eerie glow in the darkness.

  Four rows of long spears and two rows of double-handed greatswords stood against the wall, each row neatly arranged with twenty pieces. On the central long table were laid out piece by piece chainmail and matching fine steel plate armor, at a glance it seemed there were no less than forty sets.

  In the corner were two beautifully crafted brass boxes filled with gold coins and dazzling jewels of all colors.

  These armor and weapons all shone with a brand new silver light, the smooth surface without any scars or cracks, obviously were newly forged.

  "My Kampas God!!! So many weapons!" Several Bikou, summoned by Shasa, rushed over one after another, their eyes wide with wonder, staring fixedly at the weapons without blinking.

  For the impoverished and technologically backward dwarves, who lacked iron and steel, such a purely steel-made weapon could only be used by the most elite troops. For ordinary civilians like them, it was even rare to see one.

  As for gold coins, they are relegated to a secondary position.

  "Take them away, take all of them!" Xia Zuo exclaimed in a low and excited tone. With these weapons, the combat strength of the Saiya tribe would definitely be increased by at least three levels.

  "Hmm..."

  The heavy footsteps, accompanied by a dazed haze, startled Shaz from his quiet contemplation of the weapons, and similarly, the Mongk beastmen who were busily transporting grain also suddenly stopped their movements.

  A figure stumbled out of the large wooden house, dazed and confused, and walked to the back of the house to lift up his pants, just about to relieve himself when he suddenly saw a Munchkin beastman almost face-to-face with him. His drunken eyes widened in surprise, and his mouth opened to shout.

  "Hmm..." Xia Zuo's figure flashed suddenly, appearing in front of the sentinel and stuffing the shout back into his mouth. At the same time, with a force of a thousand pounds, he violently pushed upwards with his knee.

  Two sharp cracks... the object that had just been exposed to the air shattered, and the sentry, writhing in agony, his eyes bulging out of their sockets with bloodshot.

  If Xia Zha hadn't covered his mouth, this shout would have been loud and clear, but as Xia Zha quickly turned his face to the back, the shout was also forever blocked in his belly.

  "Move the grain first!" Xia Zuo ordered in a calm and low voice, while sizing up their surroundings. With their current manpower, it was absolutely impossible to take away enough grain and these weapons at the same time.

  A few people were reluctant, but ultimately they too shifted their gaze away from the weapons with difficulty.

  "Hey, Biko, can you harness a carriage?" The three carriages in the stables finally caught Shaso's eye.

  "Of course..." With a reluctant expression, Hei Yu patted his chest and ran back with glee. This time, he understood Xia Zuo's meaning - if they had carts, they could naturally take away more grain and those weapons.

  "Alright, you all continue to carry the grain, Bighu, harness those three horses, Tala, Mantas, you two go help out, hurry!" Xia Zuo commanded the remaining Mank Beastmen to transport the grain while giving orders to Bighu and the other three.

  Bei Gu's movements were swift and soon he had selected three war horses to hitch up the carriage, with a cheerful crowd beginning to bundle up long spears, great swords, and chain armor, leaving space on top for provisions.

  "Boss, everything is loaded." Tara ran back excitedly to report that these grains were enough for them to get through the cold winter, and even more than enough. Those weapons were an unexpected surprise, this trip was absolutely a great harvest for them.

  Xia Sha nodded, looking at the almost unchanged grain warehouse, a hint of cruelty flashed on his face, "Bi Gu, burn all the remaining grains for me!"

  "What?" Bi Gu couldn't believe his ears, his two eyes wide with wonder. This was a whole house full of grain, and in the barren rocky wilderness, this grain was more precious than a house full of gold.

  "Burn all the grain and kill all the remaining war horses!" Xia Zuo's mouth twitched in pain, he wanted to take everything away, but unfortunately, manpower was limited, it was completely impossible to take all the grain away.

  The Mongolians who are not good at riding horses, driving horse-drawn carriages is fine, but letting them ride horses, especially well-trained warhorses, would definitely be slower than walking.

  Rather than staying here and waiting for the enemy to discover and chase us on horseback, it's better to thoroughly settle this matter. Burning these grains will delay their time, firstly, and secondly, Xia Zuo won't believe that humans would not seek revenge after discovering they've been deceived. Now is not the time to clash with them head-on. Without food, at least we can delay them for a while.

  "Ah!" Under Shaya's serious gaze, Higu didn't understand why he was doing this, but eventually walked towards the granary with a lantern, his face twisted in pain, and threw the lantern heavily at the piled-up grain.

  Lamp oil splashed onto the fire, and the flames quickly spread throughout the granary. Meanwhile, the warhorses' anguished cries echoed through the air as one by one they were beheaded, their blood gushing out in a gurgling torrent, until they collapsed to the ground, struggling feebly before finally losing all strength.

  "We're off!" Xia Zhao shouted as he jumped onto the horse carriage. The few guards at the deserted outpost were still in a daze, lost in their dreams, and the gate was wide open, with nothing to obstruct them.

  Three heavily loaded carts emerged from the checkpoint in a row, and the excited Mung beastmen outside the wall followed behind with grain, gradually disappearing into the dark wasteland.

  The howling wind then erased all their traces.

  In the darkness, row after row of goblins fell like wheat, the robust captain led the way, grinning as he lifted one screaming goblin after another into the air and split them in two with a blast of energy.

  "Captain, look...!" The crimson flames illuminated half the sky, and under the howling wind, this wooden watchtower was engulfed in a fire that spread far faster than Xia Zuo had anticipated.

  "Damn it..." At this glance, everyone suddenly broke out in a cold sweat, and the murderous intent also cleared instantly. The burly captain let out a loud roar, and no longer cared about the more than 100 half-beasts who were participating, his two thick legs striding open, his entire body flashing with silver light as he charged towards the sentry post.

  The entire camp was engulfed in a sea of flames, with the wooden palisade wrapped in raging fire as high as ten meters or more, crackling and popping in the gale.

  A fierce gust of wind stirred up the scorching air, and even the robust team captain, surrounded by a halo of fighting spirit, couldn't withstand such a disaster alone.

  "Ahh!!!!!!" The successive impacts were all blocked by the scorching air currents, and the robust captain with bloodshot eyes let out a frantic roar towards the sea of flames.

  A group of sentries also hastily returned, but the current fire was completely beyond their control. They stood behind the captain, either in anger or despair, and the weapons in their hands fell to the ground with a clatter.

  They have lived here for more than a decade, and they had long considered this place home. Moreover, all the wealth they had accumulated over the years was here, and now it has all been burned to ashes in this one fire.

  Regretful emotions spread, the guards who were just killed, all had great regret in their hearts. At least one person should have been left awake earlier, and it wouldn't have turned out like this now.

  "Captain, look down!" Just as everyone was filled with regret and anger, a sentry suddenly pointed to the ground and shouted in surprise.

  And in the direction of his pointing finger, on the ground coming out from the sentry post, there were indeed two wheel tracks with blood.

  Although it was only a faint mark that quickly disappeared, many things were revealed. What was originally an accidental fire suddenly turned into an intentional act by someone.

  "Search for me, even if it means turning the wilderness upside down, I want to find these bastards!" The burly captain roared with a fierce howl, staring at the blood-colored carriage tracks on the ground.

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