With Atwood's reminder, Chris immediately adjusted his tactics.
Taking advantage of the 1.6-meter-long two-handed sword, he directly used the long sword as a spear. When Xion's incoming Loki Daran wolf was knocked away or swept down, he could always make the tip of the sword move quickly and
Accurately stabbing under the wolf's head or into the wolf's belly.
The two men's tacit cooperation, both offensive and defensive, soon caused the three Loki Daran wolves to drink into the wilderness.
Atwood no longer worried that they would make mistakes, and turned to look at Jacob to see if he needed help.
But what I didn't expect was that Jacob's side was the most comfortable.
He was usually a carefree and arrogant gangster. At this moment, he frowned slightly and held the two one-handed swords in his hands, sometimes like a swift flying through the forest, sometimes like an egret.
The pace makes people feel that he is not killing at this time, but a dancer showing off his dance moves.
A very deadly dancer.
There were already five corpses of Lokidaran wolves at his feet.
This made Jessica, who was standing one step behind him, seem a bit redundant. Ten minutes passed, and her two long daggers didn't even have a chance to stab out. However, there was no surprise in her expression. She seemed to think that such a result was the best result.
is normal.
Perhaps, purely in terms of strength, Jacob is the strongest among the five of them.
After seeing this scene, Atwood shrugged, stopped and watched Chris and others busy at work, and leisurely pulled out the wine bag from his waist and took a sip.
He felt that he could spend the night safely, if these travelers didn't cause any trouble.
As for the defense lines in other parts of the camp where they were located, whether the mercenaries and caravan guards could hold it, or whether the hidden danger of the packhorses surrounding the Kodo beasts would break out, he was not worried.
In the first place, it was naturally useless for him to worry.
Another reason is that even if the camp cannot be defended, the five of them can still survive.
The wolves are very smart, and when they can chase people who are in chaos, they will not continue to fight them here to death.
After all, in the eyes of the Loki Daran wolf, the five of them were just as much food as other people or pack horses, and there was no difference.
Woo~~
Woohoo~~
About ten minutes later, when the fifteenth wolf died on Atwood's line of defense, a deep wolf roar sounded outside the fire.
That was the voice of a wolf.
Because along with this low moan, the wolves, whether they were fighting or running, suddenly turned around and ran into the darkness.
The delay in breaking through the human defense line and the result of many casualties made the alpha wolf realize that this was a hard bone with cracked teeth, and there was no need to continue.
Retreat now?
Chris, who saw no sign of the Lokidaran wolf in front of him, placed his long knife on the ground. Instead of feeling relieved, he felt a little melancholy.
Half an hour of killing had just made him feel so happy!
Of course, not everyone was as sorry as he was. Xion felt that it was the right time for the wolves to retreat.
He was already in his forties, and the mace he used was very heavy. If the wolves did not retreat, he would want Atwood to lend a hand to relieve him.
"Chris, keep an eye on me, I'll get the water bag."
He warned with a smile and turned back to the fire in the camp.
"good."
Pulling out the long knife and dragging it to the ground, Chris gave him a reassuring smile.
At this time, the thick clouds in the sky have dispersed a lot, allowing the coquettish blood moon to pour out its red light wantonly on the wilderness, complementing the brutal battle between man and wolf.
Yes, tragic.
Chris and the others repelled the wolf attack with ease, and the small group they were in showed no signs of collapse yet, but the cold wind that had been howling in the wilderness had faintly carried the screams and screams of people before they died.
The chaotic sound of horse hooves.
At this time, the sound of horse hooves appeared, which meant that the pack horses had been frightened and lost control and were running wildly in the camp. It also meant that the small group they belonged to was about to face the fate of destruction.
Especially since it's not long since nightfall, and it will take a long time for the morning light to come.
Chris quietly identified the noise in the cold wind, listened to the last cries of man and wolf, and wondered in his mind whether Atwood's intention of "driving the wolves away" had been fulfilled.
However, he no longer feels guilty about blaming others.
The battle just now made him know that even if Atwood had no intention of driving the wolves away, the smart wolves would not stay with them for long.
"What are you doing! Come back!"
Suddenly, a roar interrupted Chris's thoughts.
Following the sound, he turned his head and discovered that Atwood was running out of the camp angrily, followed closely behind him by Jacob.
Because Jessica walked out of the camp without knowing when, and was currently immersed in the warning fire, pulling out arrows from the wolf corpse. When she heard Atwood's curse, the taciturn girl raised her head in shock,
He didn't say anything, he just shook the arrows in his hand to indicate that he was just collecting arrows, not digging out the wolf's canine teeth.
Well, the fangs of Lokidaran wolves can be sold for a good price in the dwarven kingdom.
It is said that the group of dwarfs who are good at forging thought that decorating the canine teeth on the forged weapons would make the weapons more valuable.
From Chris's position, it was easy to see the arrow in Jessica's hand glowing faintly.
I also understood her reason for leaving the camp.
Among the arrows she carried, four or five were made of pure metal. The craftsmanship was very complicated and the cost was high. They were all shot out when the wolves rushed through the fire.
Now that the wolves have retreated, she wants to find them and bring them back.
Anyway, the scattered fire still has remnants of fire that can vaguely illuminate the ground, and it's only thirty steps away, so there shouldn't be any danger in walking over.
However, when Chris saw the arrows in her hand glowing with light, he also saw many pairs of green fires lighting up in the darkness.
The Loki Daran Wolf has not gone far!
In other words, they didn't leave at all and just escaped into the darkness. They just adjusted their hunting tactics and made humans relax their vigilance.
"There are wolves!"
He also yelled, and immediately ran away dragging the knife, his voice full of anxiety.
Because at this time, a dark figure had already pounced on Jessica, and its pale white canine teeth were clearly visible in the moonlight.
But even faster than that was Jacob's one-handed sword.
He had rushed over a long time ago and noticed the wolves approaching again earlier than Chris. When he realized that it was too late to rush to Jessica's side for rescue, he immediately threw the one-handed sword over. The one-handed sword was inserted into the wolf's forelimb.
He went in and twisted the body of the wolf to kill it, allowing Jessica to narrowly escape the wolf's kiss.
At this time, Atwood also arrived and protected Jessica behind him.
This old bird, who was very good at seizing the opportunity, killed the injured and fallen wolf with smooth movements.
But the two Lokidaran wolves were also good at seizing the opportunity. When he was killing the injured wolf, they suddenly rushed over to attack him from the left and right, making it impossible for him to avoid it.
"damn it!"
Atwood, who had no time to react, could only curse fiercely in desperation, completely ignoring the one on the left, and directly stuffed both long and short swords into the mouth of the wolf on the right.
Chris's knife came very quickly and cut the wolf into two pieces from the waist.
But Atwood was already lying on the ground.
A wound was opened on his shoulder and back, and blood was pouring out.
Before the old bird fell into coma, he muttered something vaguely like "Ice and Snow Goddess, you bitch, I knew you wouldn't let me go!"