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Chapter 17

As the horses galloped forward, the Kent tribesmen on them roared in excitement.

They loved to plunder, plundering anything and everything would make them excited. Their natural instinct was to take what belonged to others and turn it into their own. Satisfying this instinct was the same as satisfying another part of human nature, it would bring them extreme joy.

Whether it was scheming or violence, the word 'plunder' had been deeply engraved into their very bones.

The Cauchy village guards had already noticed them, so they immediately sent people back to the village to notify them. A portion of them also began to set up traps along the way, wanting to repel the Kent bandits.

But their resistance was too weak, after all, a portion of the village guards had already been forced to join the hunting party to search for the crows.

The bandits roared in frenzy. They didn't mind bullying the weak, in fact, it made them even more excited. Only by fighting back bravely would they be able to earn a certain level of respect from them. When plundering, they would choose to be merciful.

The Cauchy people were currently powerless to resist, causing their bloodline of plundering to boil. If they allowed the Kent bandits to invade their village without any resistance, then the tragedy of having half of their village burned down all those years ago would happen once again.

The Kent people madly chased after the village guards, shooting arrows from behind, bypassing the practically useless traps and laughing at the helpless Cauchy people who were running for their lives.

In the past, they, the Cauchy people, used traps and the village guards to retaliate to stop the Kent bandits from advancing.

Of course, at the time, the Cauchy village guards were more like a group of nannies taking care of naughty children, or servants serving their master. Against the Kent bandits' attacks, they had no choice but to retaliate, because doing so would ignite the Kent bloodline of plundering.

At the same time, they didn't dare to retaliate too fiercely, because if they did, the Kent bandits would suffer heavy losses and become enraged. The Kent bandits didn't have a strong belief in sustainable development, and some villages were destroyed by the Kent bandits in retaliation for killing some Kent bandits.

This was the same as facing a girlfriend, if you treated her well, she would complain, if you treated her badly, she would complain even more. The main reason for this was because they had always been the weaker party.

Because they were the weaker party, the two sides weren't equal, so whatever they did was wrong. Love was the same, and it was the same for the Cauchy people when they faced the Kent bandits. It was because they were weak that they had to consider if they wanted to retaliate against the Kent bandits, they couldn't go too far, and they couldn't not retaliate.

As Wang Yuan watched the fleeing Cauchy village guards from afar, he recalled a saying he once heard somewhere: 'Only the weak will consider the bigger picture', because they can't bear the consequences of the bigger picture being destroyed. '

And true Combatants would never care about the bigger picture, because they were the bigger picture. The Kent tribe from before was the bigger picture, so they didn't need to care about whether or not killing the Cauchy people like this was going too far, whether or not they would be able to survive after stealing their food, whether or not they would be able to endure being bullied and humiliated right in front of their faces.

"All unfavorable situations in this world are caused by the lack of ability of the parties involved" Wang Yuan slowly explained.

If he was strong enough back then, he would have been able to see through the System's deception and become a Main Character in his original world. If the Cauchy people were strong enough, the Kent bandits wouldn't have even passed through their village, just like how the Kent bandits wouldn't have tried to attack the Interkam Kingdom in the first place.

"And right now, we're stronger than these Kent bandits, so they're the ones being dominated" Wang Yuan looked at the approaching Kent bandits and gave his order.

Comoros's expression changed as he turned around to look at the panicking Cauchy bandits behind him. Each of them was holding a jar in their arms, their bodies were completely wrapped up, clearly not knowing what to do. Comoros's childhood friend who made a mistake was also among them.

"The jars in your hands are cursed by the great Negary, anyone who comes into contact with it will die from the plague. In a moment, throw them on the Kent tribesmen to draw the attention of the majority of the Kent tribesmen" Comoros continued: "What you need to do next is to capture as many Kent bandits as possible who aren't cursed. They will become our sacrificial offerings to the great Negri, the more you capture, the more rewards you'll receive"

"Especially you, if you can't capture the sacrificial offerings, you can only become one of them" Comoros told his childhood friend: "What you need to do next is to capture as many Kent bandits as possible who aren't cursed. Comoros said to his playmate. This was his last act of kindness. If he couldn't catch it, they could only blame themselves.

"Let's go" Hearing Comoros's order, this group of 7-8 people each carried a jar and rushed forward.

The guards on the other side were madly running away on their horses, arrows were constantly flying behind them, but they didn't dare to stop. If they did, they would most likely be slashed to death by the Kent bandits on horseback, or killed by arrows that came out of nowhere.

The order they received from the very beginning was to lead the Kent bandits to this area, saying that someone would come to their aid. There were about 20 Kent bandits behind them, all of them were riding on horseback, equipped with swords and bows.

"Heh heh heh! I'm about to hit your buttocks! You're running so slowly, are you going to offer your buttocks to me? " One of the Kent bandits laughed in a frenzy and fired an arrow without mercy, hitting one of them in the leg.

Due to the pain, he lost his balance and fell off his horse. He screamed for help, but none of his companions stopped to help him. Seeing the Kent bandits getting closer and closer, he struggled to crawl forward.

But how could he escape from the Kent bandits when his leg was already injured?

The bandits on horseback stopped in front of this Cauchy man. They temporarily stopped their pursuit. This year, this group of Cauchy people seemed to have given up on resisting, their defenseless defense made it seem like they weren't in a hurry.

The wounded man was still crawling forward. His will to live was still very strong, but if a certain desire could be fulfilled just by being strong, then this world wouldn't be so sorrowful.

"Hey, little Cauchy, it seems like you don't have much wealth, so I'll be merciful this once and only take your life" one of the Kent bandits said in a joyful tone.

"Don't kill me, don't kill me!!" With tears and snot flowing down his face, the Cauchy man crawled forward in a frenzy like a lowly worm, begging for his life.