The direction of the gunshots was completely different from the location of the savage tribe.
It seemed the female savages were deliberately luring the mercenaries in another direction.
I ran toward the valley where the gunshots had come from.
In that small valley, I saw several gruesome corpses.
One mercenary was trapped waist-deep in a blood-soaked trap.
He had already stopped breathing, his eyes frozen in terror, and his body still twitching slightly.
Another mercenary lay on the grass with multiple wounds, the most severe being knife wounds to his neck and abdomen.
Beside that mercenary were the corpses of three savages. It looked like a deadly fight had taken place, leaving no survivors.
In the distance, a man's furious shouts echoed, "Come out, you damned barbarians!"
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