Mythology: Ragnarok

Chapter 190 Harvest

“I’ve had enough of this! It’s time for a change!” Yorick shouted angrily.

At this moment, a gnoll, whose stature was short due to stunted growth, asked, "But what can we do to change this? We can't even get enough to eat right now."

Yorick pointed into the distance and shouted, "Warrick scouted out a nest of underground gnomes a kilometer away yesterday. We can be sure that the underground gnomes have the weapons and equipment we desperately need, as well as the most important food!"

Once we take this solid first step, everything will get better and better. Now, grab your weapons, target the underground dwarfs a kilometer away, let us devour every drop of their flesh, gnaw off every bone, and once we've eaten and drunk our fill and grown back, we'll return to our homeland and make those bastards who bullied us pay the price!

After a brief silence, the gnolls suddenly erupted in excitement. Encouraged by Yorick, they all shouted, "Kill! Kill! Kill!"

Perhaps it was Yorick's passion that ignited their fighting spirit, or perhaps it was hunger. At least in the minds of these gnolls, dealing with the subterranean dwarves, who were weaker than themselves, was indeed a feasible task.

Except for the very old and very young gnolls, almost the entire scavenging tribe mobilized. They sharpened their stone knives on the rocks, made stone hammers from sticks and stones, and some even used sharpened animal bones as spears. After a brief pre-battle preparation, the chaotic gnoll tribe finally set out for war.

Yorick and his brother Warwick walked in front, followed by a large group of gnolls who were starving. Although the male gnolls were so hungry that they were nothing but skin and bones, they became excited at the mention of hunting, imagining that they would soon be able to eat fresh flesh and blood. Their parched mouths secreted disgusting saliva, which stimulated their hungry stomachs.

The gnome's lair is a kilometer away. This is a race much weaker than the gnolls. Adult gnolls are generally over two meters tall, while gnolls are only about one meter tall. They are distant relatives of dwarves. In terms of height, they are a race that even humans can easily bully. However, despite their small size, the gnolls are surprisingly strong and are natural spellcasters. However, their magic power is very weak, and they can only cast some minor spells below the third tier, which are not very useful in actual combat.

In this yellow mud hill, the underground dwarves and gnolls have already clashed countless times. The dwarves always manage to outmaneuver the gnolls by using the numerous rock tunnels they've carved underground. At worst, the dwarves are caught by the gnolls, and the worst-case scenario is that they get caught by two or three unlucky ones.

However, judging from the fact that almost all of the gnolls were pressing in this time, it's clear that these guys who only know how to dig holes won't be as lucky as before.

The gnolls charged menacingly toward the underground dwarves' encampment. Nothing could be seen on the surface, but underground, they had already dug through the area and built their own tribe's underground lair. Only a few openings led to the surface; the above-ground structures were all illusions.

"Bring all the firewood, leaves, and weeds we've collected, light them, and then put the fire out at the entrances of the holes we can find. Since these 'rats' like to dig holes, let's use smoke to force them to come out. If that doesn't work, we'll just suffocate them!" Warwick grinned, drool dripping from his mouth. He had long disliked these rats and was determined to have them for a meal today.

Soon, seven or eight piles of firewood were lit next to the cave entrance, and gnolls were specifically responsible for blowing air into them. Thick smoke billowed continuously into the underground dwarf's lair through the tunnel. Moreover, since all the cave entrances were sealed, the lair inside was filled with the all-pervasive thick smoke in a very short time.

Seeing that the smoke had dissipated enough, Yorick immediately ordered, "Guard every hole carefully, and if any 'rats' come out, beat them to death!"

At the same time, Warwick, wielding a stone hammer, coldly shouted, "Today, we're going to eat meat!!"

Of course, even without their orders, these jackals, whose eyes were already gleaming with hunger, knew what to do.

The smoke tactic was surprisingly effective. After only two or three minutes, dwarves from the underground kept choosing to break out. Although they knew there were definitely enemies guarding the outside, they believed that going out would give them a chance to survive. Staying underground would only mean being suffocated to death by the choking smoke, so they had no choice but to take the plunge.

To encourage the gnomes to emerge from the burrows more readily, Yorick ordered the woodpile in front of the two cave entrances to be extinguished, causing the gnomes to unconsciously run towards the entrances where the smoke was thinner. Of course, more gnomes were stationed at these two entrances, armed with bone spears, to guard their prey.

As soon as the gnomes peeked out, the gnomes were pierced through with bone spears and thrown into their food bags. But soon, gnomes wearing leather armor or even iron armor appeared at the exit. At this point, the bone spears in the gnomes' hands were no longer effective in killing them. So the gnomes picked up their stone hammers and knocked the gnomes unconscious and took them away.

Although the underground dwarfs were physically strong, even the strongest heads couldn't withstand the blows of blunt weapons. Those poor creatures had barely peeked out before they were knocked unconscious and dragged away with a hammer. Thus, a primitive assembly line appeared on Huangnigang.

In fact, the number of gnomes underground far exceeded the gnolls' imagination. They seemed to be constantly rushing out of various cave entrances. If both sides gathered their forces and fought openly, the gnomes' absolute numerical advantage would allow them to win, even though they were naturally weaker than the gnolls, thanks to their superior equipment.

Of course, not all the cave entrances were guarded by the gnolls. Some hidden exits were built in other places. A large group of female gnolls led their children out of the hidden exits, but unfortunately, the first thing they saw after they emerged from the cave was Warwick, the strongest warrior of the gnoll race.

To be honest, Warwick doesn't really look like a jackal at all. He has a majestic wolf head and is nearly four meters tall. His fur is gray and white. Although he looks like a bamboo pole because of hunger, his impoverished situation still can't hide his domineering presence.

Without a word, Warwick brandished his claws and charged toward the old, weak, women and children to begin his hunt. Half an hour later, Warwick sat on a pile of 'food' made of corpses, eating the dwarf in his mouth, declaring victory in the battle.

Yorick quickly arrived with his gnolls to meet him and packed up the food to take away. At Yorick's command, Warwick left the infants and pregnant women behind as reserve food. This was a great harvest for them; the meat they had hunted was enough to last them through the winter, and the underground gnome cave also contained a large amount of food, as well as many iron items and armor.