Summoning Total War

Chapter 74 Sabre-toothed Tiger (Part 2)

what happened?

Murphy was stunned for a moment when he looked at the tigress that suddenly put down its hostility and crawled on the ground, making a 'wuwu' cry towards him.

"My lord, she is giving birth!" The knight of the general's guard pointed at the lower body of the tigress and said.

Birth?

Murphy looked in the direction pointed by the general's guard knights. Sure enough, on the lower body of the saber-toothed tiger, a small piece of blood-stained and downy stuff was exposed.

"Don't attack!" Murphy waved his hand to the Cretan long archers not to attack, and took a few steps forward.

The saber-toothed tiger's hind limbs were trembling. It had been hit hard in the previous battle with the ogre, and the bones of the hind limbs were probably broken. It looked at Murphy and whined, with a hint of humanity in its eyes.

That is the glory of motherhood!

Although he couldn't understand what it said, Murphy knew that it was begging him to let him give birth to cubs.

In this world, there is an unwritten rule among humans who make a living by hunting, that is, they do not hunt pregnant female animals, nor do they hunt underage cubs. Unless there is really no food to be found, most of the captured cubs are released by skilled hunters. Pregnant female animals mean the continuation of the group, and the young animals can only mate and reproduce after they grow up.

This is the wisdom of the ancients.

They know that if hunted endlessly, the herd will eventually become smaller and smaller and eventually become extinct.

And they have no source of food.

Even some ferocious beasts will spare those pregnant female beasts.

This is no joke.

It all really exists in nature!

Dogs are loyal, cats are smart.

The saber-toothed tiger looked at Murphy not far away and let out a whining cry. Its cry was trembling, and it seemed to be in great pain.

Murphy stood like this, quietly staring at the tigress in front of him.

There was silence for a long time.

He turned around, looked at the people behind him, and said in a deep voice: "Who will deliver the baby?"

All right.

He had to admit that he was impressed by this tigress.

There was an eerie silence for a moment.

"Who will deliver the baby?" Murphy asked again. The tigress's hind limbs were severely hit. The ogre's strength was very terrifying. If the saber-toothed tiger hadn't been equally strong, any other creature would have been killed on the spot!

With such serious injuries and excessive blood loss, it was obvious that the weak tigress would not be able to give birth smoothly on its own strength.

As a modern person in the era of information explosion, Murphy certainly knows how difficult it is for females to give birth!

There was still no answer around.

Murphy looked around and finally focused on the aborigine recommended by the slave merchant Plife. Greek soldiers are all professional warriors, and the most important thing for them every day is training. When he came out this time, Murphy didn't bring a doctor with him at all. The only one in the team who was not a soldier was the aborigine recommended by the slave merchant Plife.

Murphy looked at the aborigine until he was sweating profusely before asking aloud: "Are you married?"

"Married."

"Do you have any children?"

"have."

Murphy nodded with satisfaction. He pointed at the sweating aborigine and said in a deep voice, "Okay! You! Go over and help him deliver the baby."

"General... Governor. I don't know how to deliver babies!" The aboriginal was so frightened that his legs were weak. He looked at Murphy with a sad face and said: "And it is a fierce tiger. I..."

Sonorous!

Murphy didn't give him a chance to explain.

A sharp long sword was placed on the aboriginal's neck, and Murphy said solemnly: "I'm not interested in listening to your nonsense!"

"Either go over now and deliver the baby! Or I'll cut your throat now!"

The aborigine was immediately speechless.

He shivered for a long time, then swallowed and said, "I'm going. I'm going. I'm going right now..."

Murphy withdrew his sword and stared at him quietly.

The aborigine wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and approached the tigress timidly.

"Roar!"

The seriously injured saber-toothed tiger roared, frightening the aborigine and immediately fell to the ground.

After the tigress roared, she looked at Murphy again.

"Go over!" Murphy snorted coldly. Then he nodded to the tigress and raised his finger to point at the aborigines who were too scared to move.

The tigress seemed to understand what he meant and crawled on the ground again.

"Longbowmen prepare!"

Murphy raised his hand towards the front, and a small group of Cretan long archers behind him immediately set their arrows and loaded their bows. However, this time they were not aiming at the tigress, but at the aboriginal who was too timid to step forward. .

This time it works better than anything else!

The aborigine had seen the power of the centaur longbow with his own eyes. Even the ogre couldn't resist its powerful penetrating power, let alone an ordinary human! If he didn't dare to step forward, he might just be shot into a hedgehog on the spot.

He trotted three times and two at a time to the tigress, sweating profusely as he tried to deliver the baby to her.

Time passes little by little.

The tigress was getting weaker and weaker. She no longer whined, but panted hard.

About ten minutes later.

The aborigine stood up with a face full of joy. He held a bloody tiger cub in his hands and said excitedly to Murphy: "It's born! It's born!"

Murphy was shocked when he heard this.

But at this moment, the aboriginal suddenly froze again. He tested the tiger's breath with his hand, and suddenly said with a sad face: "Dead."

died?

Is it dead...

The tigress looked at the cub in the hands of the natives and let out a low whimper.

The hoarse animal cry actually made Murphy feel slightly sad. He shook his head and sighed.

But at this moment, the voices of the aborigines sounded again!

——"There's another one!"