Damn, so it's happening here.

" Cursing inwardly, Lu Gi didn't have time to say much and quickly took a few warriors responsible for guarding the tribe and four stone throwers to provide support.

What exactly was going on? While running toward the western woods, Lu G asked the returning warrior what happened.

Our hunting team was coming back from hunting and happened to pass by there.

The people on the other side saw the prey we caught and tried to rush over to snatch it and that's when a fight broke out.

Hearing this, Luog had a general understanding of the situation.

It had been mentioned before that there were more prey in the woods, and the so-called black jackal tribe in the west had evidently been starving for a while, which prompted them to take action.

But no matter the reason, anyone who dared to attack was asking for death.

calculating the time.

Although only two days had passed for him in the real world, over 20 days had already passed in the other world.

He estimated that the new group of recruits he had taken in before should have settled him by now.

Although the Black Jackal tribe had a considerable number of people, they could just be swallowed.

Who was afraid of whom? Luog originally planned to take action against the Western tribe after his next login, wanting to strengthen his power before the end of the newbie protection period.

However, what was unexpected was that the other side attacked first.

Shelving note, as you can see, civilization, Lord of all realms has been launched.

Some old readers may know that the better a book performs, the later it is launched.

And conversely, you understand.

Feeling heavy.

When I just learned that it was going to be launched, I felt a lot of pressure.

To put it bluntly, I was quite anxious because this is a critical moment that determines the life and death of an author and his work.

When this book first started updating, many readers commented, "Don't drop it.

Don't drop it.

" And every time I saw such comments, my feelings were very complicated and it was difficult to respond to such questions.

To my knowledge, the last author who said, "Unless I die, this book won't be dropped," later went to deliver takeout.

It may seem a bit funny, but it's a fact.

I believe that the vast majority of authors do not willingly want to abandon their works.

Speaking for myself, each book is a culmination of my hard work and effort.

I spend a great deal of time contemplating the plot, setting, and characters.

And then I spend even more time typing it out word by word.

It is no exaggeration to say that my daily life now consists of eating, sleeping, and writing, or thinking about the plot.

There is hardly any time for rest.

No author would willingly give up their hard-earned work.

But sometimes reality is very harsh.

After being in the writing community for a while, you inevitably meet other authors, some of whom have abandoned their works and some have even switched careers entirely.

But as mentioned above, reality is cruel and with each passing year, age increases.

You want to persevere, but reality hits you with a combination of blows that leaves you unable to get back up.

They can no longer make a living by writing, which is a very helpless situation.

Those who abandon their works to start new ones still have some attachment to this field, while those who switch careers have completely lost hope.

Thank you for reading this far.

It's rare for me to express my true feelings.

Now, to get to the point, this book has been published and is now for sale at 5 cents per thousand words.

5 cents.

When I was in elementary school back in the early 2000s, a lollipop cost 50 and it took me a long time to type those words.

Therefore, after reading this announcement, I kindly ask those who want to question me about why publish, why charge, I'm so poor, I can't afford books, etc.

to refrain from posting such comments in the comment section.

We won't be able to understand each other.

Lastly, I hope this book achieves good results.

And I hope we both won't be beaten down by reality.

Thank you, lazy cat.

Chapter 69.

Who gets distracted? Who dies outside the western woods? The starving barbarians of the Black Wolf tribe, driven by the instinct to survive, had their morale rise instead of fall.

They managed to withstand the intimidation effect of the wolf warriors, and the two groups clashed fiercely.

Lu Yong struck down a charging barbarian with an ax, then turned to ask the man behind him, "Brother Yhan, can you hold on?" The leader of the hunting team named Yhan was a burly, middle-aged man who appeared to be in his 30s.

He had originally been a warrior of the tribe, but after Lia began to reorganize the tribe and form the hunting team, he possessing the old hunter skill naturally became a member.

Later, due to his outstanding achievements, he was promoted to captain of the hunting team.

I'm holding up, Yasan scanned the surroundings, cautious not to speak too confidently.

As an experienced warrior, he could see the dire situation.

Although their wolf warriors were powerful, a good man could not withstand a crowd.

To compete for food, the men of the Black Wolf tribe had likely emptied their nests, surrounding them with more than 20 armed barbarians.

While their hunting team also had nine men armed with weapons, they were restrained by the need to protect the prey they had caught.

They wanted to break out, but found it impossible unless they abandoned the prey.

Otherwise, the starving barbarians would cling to them.

However, leaving the prey behind was not an option.

In this era, people truly fought tooth and nail for food.

Damn, these guys are really starving mad.

Facing these desperate men who would rather die in battle than starve.

Even Luo Yong felt significant pressure, a sense of being constrained.

At that moment, a stone ax with immense force swung directly toward him from the crowd.

Sensing the threat, a fierce light flashed in Luo Yong<unk>s eyes.

This frustrating battle stirred the ferocity within him.

Instead of retreating, he swung his ax back, fully adopting an aggressive stance, ready to fight to the death.

The two stone axes collided with a heavy whistle, producing a loud, clanging sound as the rough, unpolished stone axe was dented on the spot.

At first glance, it seemed Luo Yong had the upper hand.

But there wasn't a trace of joy on his face as he felt the force pressing down from the opponent's ax.

His brows knitted tightly and the veins on his forearms bulged.

His raw power erupted, forcefully pushing back the pressure from his opponent.

The barbarian warrior who had thought he would land a decisive blow was stunned.

This monster was incredibly strong.

You're not bad either.

Lu Yong, wearing a wolf bone mask, spoke with a muffled sound that added a fierce edge to his presence.

At this moment, in terms of strength, the two were evenly matched, both sizing each other up.

Luo Yong noticed that although the opponent wielded a stone axe, the handle was significantly longer than his axe, and it had a spear head at one end, resembling a combination of a spear and an axe.

If Luajia were here, he would immediately recognize that the barbarian from the Black Wolf tribe was wielding a halbird.

However, Lu Yon was clearly not someone who liked to overthink.

To him, it was merely a longer handle, not much different from a stone axe.

In fact, the two meticulously crafted stone axes he held were of superior quality.

Yet, with this mindset, Lu Yong soon suffered a major setback.

The opponent skillfully wielded the halbird, and with the length of the handle, each swing was powerful and heavy, nullifying Luo Yong's strength advantage.

Furthermore, the long-handled ax's reach made it difficult for Lu Yong.

Previously, he had never considered that stone axes could be used for thrusting in addition to chopping, but the halber before him clearly demonstrated this capability.

The spearhead at the top added a new dynamic to its offensive potential.

This guy's a bit tricky.

A bead of cold sweat trickled down his forehead.

Just moments ago, the halbird had nearly grazed his forehead, almost splitting his skull.

The life and death moment left Luo Yom breathless.

Unbeknownst to him, the barbarian wielding the halbird was also feeling the pressure.

This monstrous figure, brandishing two axes, had repeatedly evaded his killing blows, leaving him with an inexplicable sense of helplessness.

Quickly adjusting his breathing, Lu Yong realized he had been distracted.

There was no choice.

With the hunting team present, he had been preoccupied with looking out for them.