Chapter 156: Flying Eagle Tribe Beastmen

Ao!

Lie!

The tranquil forest was suddenly broken by a series of beast roars; whether it was Yuan Lang unilaterally abusing tigers ahead, or Teng Qian being abused, or even the Snow Tiger Beastmen hiding behind trees watching the fun, and Wu Yue and a few others in the mountain cave were all startled.

Yuan Lang's handsome brows and eyes were hidden in the darkness; only his low, magnetic voice let all the beasts feel at ease: "Teng Qian, you few stay to protect the females, the rest follow me to investigate."

Upon hearing this, the beasts quickly sprang into action; Wu Yue, draped in that piece of white beast pelt, stood at the cave mouth: "Be careful."

All the beastmen showed a bright smile in unison, turned and followed Yuan Lang's steps toward the direction the sound came from.

The earlier sound might be inaudible to the females, but the beastmen know that the subsequent cry is clearly the call of the Flying Eagle Tribe beastmen.

Although the tribes of the Polar Forest often have minor conflicts, to them ferocious beasts are the common enemy of all beastmen in the Polar Forest.

Especially in recent years, the worsening weather has become favorable for ferocious beasts to breed, and their numbers have begun to threaten the beastmen's survival.

Thus the tribes have established a mutual agreement: during hunts in the Polar Forest, whenever they encounter a ferocious beast attack, they must unite to resist together.

"Yuan Lang, the vibrations are growing stronger; the battle is right ahead."

The beastmen's expressions were not good, because compared to land beastmen, the Flying Eagle Tribe has the highest survival rate in hunting in the Polar Forest.

Because they can still fly into the sky when encountering danger, and the number of flying ferocious beasts has always been low.

Especially in the outskirts of such deep forest, the chance of encountering flying ferocious beasts is pitifully small.

Moreover, that first cry really did not sound like the roar of a flying beast.

"Boom!" was another sound of a heavy object hitting the ground, mixed with the beastmen's angry roars.

And that heavy object slid all the way, and just as it was about to hit a large tree, a shadow suddenly darted out from the darkness and caught it.

The beastman who was caught spat out several mouthfuls of fresh blood, and the strong smell of blood instantly spread through the forest.

At this moment, the Snow Tiger Beastmen finally saw clearly the battlefield ahead—it was a pack of unicorn wolves.

Everyone couldn't help but look sympathetically at the Flying Eagle beastmen in the field; this unicorn wolf is a truly shameless ferocious beast.

Their innate skill enables them to emit flames from their horns, and the burning range of that flame is considerable.

The Snow Tiger Tribe warrior from the day before was injured by these unicorn wolves.

Moreover, what these unicorn wolves excel at is ambush.

Looking at the Flying Eagle Tribe beastmen now, each in a miserable state like roasted chicks, it is clear they were ambushed by this shameless pack of unicorn wolves.

"Leave one person to protect him, the rest follow me; no need for frontal combat—find an opportunity and we will retreat first."

Yuan Lang clearly knows that their numbers are far from a match for the unicorn wolf pack.

But there is one thing worth celebrating: the unicorn wolf's innate skill requires time to manifest.

The Snow Tiger Tribe beastmen split into two groups: one group harasses from behind, while the other takes the opportunity to rescue the already greatly weakened Flying Eagle Tribe beastmen.

At this moment, a Snow Tiger beastman came flying from afar: "Yuan Lang, here I am."

Upon hearing this, Yuan Lang's lips curled into a sly arc, instantly transforming into beast form: "Roar!"

Little ones, prepare to retreat.