Before Lin Qingyuan could reply, the door of the wooden house behind the two people opened, and Song Dekui walked out holding a torch, cursing: "You are a fool who is living in vain! Don't pay attention to him!"
As he spoke, he flicked the fire stick in his hand and flicked it on the oil-soaked torch. The flames rose and immediately illuminated the open space in front of the board house.
There was originally a wind lamp hanging in the corner of the wooden house, but through the tissue paper, the light coming from inside could only make out the outline of the surroundings dimly.
Song Dekui's torch immediately illuminated everyone's sight.
"ah!"
"what happened?"
Everyone couldn't help but exclaimed and started to retreat involuntarily.
There were no fewer than fifty wolves around them. These wolves were either sitting or standing, hunched over, baring their teeth, or looking coldly, all targeting their group of people.
On the grassland, there are only about ten wolf pack members at most, and even fifteen are rare, but how come there are so many of them today.
Balin and the others already had chills running down their spines. There were only twelve people on their side, facing nearly dozens of wolves... Can they still survive tonight?
Song Dekui's torch and the crowd's voices caused a commotion among the wolves, and the wolves that had just been forced back by the fire began to move forward.
Balin yelled: "Shut up, don't even scream."
People's panic and fear will allow wolves to find opportunities to take advantage of them.
Being scolded by Balin, everyone's voices were suddenly blocked in their throats.
The strong wind caused the flames on the torch held by Song Dekui to twist and turn, illuminating the ugly faces of the gray wolf even more ferocious and terrifying.
But Bahrain's reminder was already too late.
The fangs of the wolves attacked everyone, and those who had just regained their breath brandished their machetes to fight with the wolves.
There were screams, exclamations, and the dull sound of a knife cutting into bones.
When Song Dekui was in the cabin, he already knew that there was a fight with wolves outside, and he was already prepared in his heart.
But at this moment, everything was right under his nose.
The screams were right next to his ears.
He held the torch in his hand tightly, his eyes were straight, his legs were trembling, and his teeth were chattering.
This time, the wolves still failed to get a good deal, and with the torch in Song Dekui's hand, Balin and others could see more clearly.
After killing three more wolves, the wolves retreated into the darkness again.
Only then did Balin and others realize that almost all the people outside the cabin were injured. Fortunately, the wounds were small and not life-threatening for the time being.
"Ba, what should we do? These beasts want to drag us to death."
Lin Qingyuan started shouting regardless of whether he wanted to scare the wolf or not.
He didn't know anything about it during these years in the grassland.
According to the usual practice, these wolves should retreat when they find that they cannot attack, but today they have launched two rounds of attacks, and they are still surrounding themselves.
If it weren't for the support of the wooden houses, these wolves would have torn people into pieces.
What is the deep hatred that makes these wolves fight to the death?
Just for a wild sheep, it’s impossible!
If so, the wolf is too stingy.
Lin Qingyuan turned pale and leaned against the wall of the cabin, shivering.
There were six guards surrounding him, but he still didn't feel a sense of security.
"We may have mistakenly entered the wolf's lair. Now we can only wait until daybreak. We will leave immediately. As long as we leave, we will be fine." Balin said in a low voice.
At first, he thought that Lin Qingyuan and others had snatched the prey and attracted the wolves.
At this time, I also felt that something was wrong. This relentless posture was not just for prey.
This area is uninhabited and is a world of wild animals. If you and others break in, you will be offending the wolves.
Someone began to chant sutras and pray in a low voice, hoping that the wolves would stop.
But nothing went as expected. Almost as Bahrain spoke, things that made everyone's hair stand on end were still happening.
A wolf sneaked behind the wooden house and started chewing on the wooden wall.
“Protect the board house!”
Lin Qingyuan said to his guard.
The horse has already run away, and if we lose the shelter from the wind, there is really no way to survive.
"Sir!" Old Qian, the guard, said anxiously: "There are too many wolves, we cannot separate.
Song Dekui finally couldn't bear it any longer. He said in a high-pitched voice: "So many wolves, so many wolves! God! Xiaoyun, come out and save me!"
Next to him, Lin Qingyuan cursed angrily: "Shut up, you scumbag, you are afraid of holding a torch, you don't do anything, and now you think we are not burdened enough, and you want a woman to come out."
In everyone's opinion, it's good that Song Liyun can take good care of Zhe Mao who was just injured in the house.
Now surrounded by wolves, the men have too much time to take care of themselves. If there is one more woman screaming in fear next to them, it will only increase the trouble.
But as soon as he finished speaking, the door of the wooden house opened, and Song Liyun strode out, followed by Zhe Mao who was carrying a pile of torches.
"Zhe Mao, how is your injury?"
"Zhe Mao, why did you come out?"
When his people saw the energetic Zhe Mao, they were surprised and happy.
Just now Zhe Mao was brought into the house dripping with blood. Everyone could see his injuries. Even if he is not dead now, there is no reason to get up and move around.
Balin was at the door, and at a glance he saw Zhe Mao's tightly bandaged arm under his tattered sleeves, and was surprised: "Zhe Mao, you... can you use that arm now?"
Zhe Mao moved his arms. He didn't know what Miss Song had put on them. At this time, his arms only felt numb and cold, without any pain: "Miss Song said that as long as you don't use too much force, you can move."
"
When he spoke, his voice was like a bell, and his face was full of show off and excitement.
Recalling that he had just woken up, in the shockingly bright light, he saw that the large hole on his arm had been wrapped in a snow-white cloth, and no blood was seeping out.
There was only a slight pain in his arm. After drinking a few more sips of the water given by Miss Song, his head, which was dizzy due to blood loss, became energetic.
If it weren't for the shouts and howls of wolves from his companions outside reminding him that he encountered a wolf in no man's land and was attacked by a wolf, Zhe Mao would have thought he was dreaming.
When he saw the leader Balin again, Zhe Mao wanted to shout and tell him: Miss Song is a goddess.
But now that there were many people around, he moved his mouth a few times and then held back. He only took off the torch on his back and said: "Baling man, these torches were given by Goddess Song. Let's light them for everyone to protect themselves."
I saw the goddess conjuring this torch out of thin air.
Balin didn't hear what he said clearly. He reached for a torch, and his expression suddenly changed.
These lighting objects are not simple sticks and straw bales, but high-quality windproof torches carefully made from pine branches and butter, which can burn for a long time.
Such torches are hard to come by, and it can be said that each one is a life-saving tool.
With such a torch, the wolves will not dare to attack, and you and others will be able to survive a little longer.
Bahrain did not hide his secrets. After distributing the torches to the people in his tribe, he handed all the rest to Lin Qingyuan and asked them to distribute them quickly, and everyone took one to light up.