The team advanced without any interruption, and the vanguard was already close to the Don River.
Fatty He rushed back in about three minutes, with three fists dripping with blood, and behind the smile on his lips was Tom who looked in disbelief.
Originally, Tom even roped in the priest Jerry, fearing that the werewolf would directly swallow Fatty He.
But when they were waiting for He Xiaopang to come to the werewolf team, they realized that they were wrong.
He Xiaopang hit the werewolf team with a pair of fists and the werewolf team suddenly collapsed.
The werewolf, who has never been afraid, will fight to the death even when faced with the siege of thousands, but this time he escaped.
Because the scene was so bloody, even an old soldier like Tom felt sick.
There's blood everywhere, viscera everywhere, it's a complete fight of fists and fists.
No, it's torture.
On the way back, Tom looked at He Xiaopang in disbelief.
Jerry, who was brought there, did not treat He Xiaopang's injuries, but instead cleared the road.
Looking at the lost Tom He Xiaopang curled his lips.
There is something funny about Mu Fan.
This kid didn't believe in his own strength from the beginning, nor did he believe in He Xiaopang's strength.
It's good now, everyone was hit directly, let's see what he does next.
But you still have to ask what you should ask.
"There's no danger in being near the Don, right?"
"No, there is no danger." Tom, who had not yet recovered, replied blankly.
"No, no, there is danger. The monsters in the Don River have actually been eliminated. The werewolves are still the biggest threat. The werewolves who escaped just now must have reported the news. When we cross the river, these cunning werewolves will be waiting for us when we arrive.
They attacked us in the middle of the river."
Only then did Tom come back to his senses. Mu Fan looked at Tom, then at Xiaopang He, and had nothing to say.
"How long will it take for them to arrive?"
"Werewolves can usually assemble within 10 minutes and arrive here in 15 minutes."
Mu Fan felt more and more that Tom was leading the team this time, and this guy knew a lot.
"How long will it take us to cross the river?"
"Thirty minutes from now." Tom calculated and frowned.
If the opponent arrives here in 30 minutes and 15 minutes, he will definitely be able to attack everyone in 15 minutes.
It lasted about 25 minutes, and everyone was in the middle of the river completely powerless to fight.
"After you all break up with us, you can still get 15 minutes."
Hearing what Mu Fan said, Tom shook his head.
"What? Are you still unwilling to cut off your marriage?" Mu Fan looked at Tom with some curiosity. I'm afraid this kid is stupid.
Little did he know that Tom's next words made Mu Fan feel that this boy had a bright future.
"You just said that if anyone becomes a deserter, you will cut off his head with the knife in your hand. I think abandoning the commander to cross the river is an act of desertion."
Mu Fan curled his lips, but he didn't expect that this dull-looking guy could really flatter people when he complimented them.
"And if the commander is abandoned this time, then our bonding will be gone, and besides, we have never experienced a battle together."
"Then what do you want?" Mu Fan looked at Tom curiously.
This guy has a lot of words, and he seems to be a upright and good-looking person, but in his heart, there is no less Xiao Jiujiu than anyone else.
This kid doesn't want to cut off the rear, and then they leave first without a plan. That's not okay. At most, he is just a villain who is just trying to make up for it.
"My idea is simple. We defeat their first wave of offensive from the front, and then it will take at least 30 minutes for them to regroup, and we will have time."
Mu Fan raised his eyebrows and looked at Tom in surprise.
Emotionally, this guy is an aggressive person.
Instead of cutting off the rear, he chose to attack as a group. He was really a ruthless person.
"Do you think I would agree?"
"I have no idea."
Mu Fan glanced at Tom who was quite honest and said:
"I will."
"On the one hand, it can increase the cohesion of the soldiers. On the other hand, this group of guys is neither strong nor weak. It can be used for training to adjust the configuration of the soldiers. Coordinate, right?"
"Commander is right." Tom stood there with expressionless praise, making Mu Fan almost not believe him.
"Isn't this what you want to tell me? It's just that you kept silent occasionally. I'll help you tell it. I'm not the kind of person who can't listen."
Tom nodded and left. All the soldiers by the river turned their backs to the Don River and faced the werewolves speeding towards them.
"To be honest with you, the first time I had the concept of werewolves was in a novel. I was thinking about how something could be so ugly, with a wolf on one side and a human on the other, and how could it turn into a full moon?"
Mu Fan, who stood at the highest point in the center of everyone, spoke slowly to the surrounding people, but his voice was a little loud and spread throughout the entire legion.
"Now I've finally seen the real one. It's just this thing, with one head, two legs and two hands. It's almost like a human being. Today is not the first month of the year, so why are we afraid of him? No one is afraid of animals."
The werewolves have also arrived, with thick smoke billowing, and they are all big and round. Fortunately, it is not a full moon today, otherwise the wolves in front of Mu Fan would have turned into a giant monster.
Werewolves did not obey their old enemy vampires, so when the chatty werewolves saw the knights who had already set up their formation, they rushed forward without saying a word.
"The first group squats, the second group stabs with flat hands!"
The knights in the first row holding small bucklers squatted down to draw their swords.
Then the man in the second row with the spear thrust forward hard.
This is a typical cold weapon combat method.
For a while, no werewolf could break through this lineup.
All attacks from the werewolves were neutralized by the squatting buckler.
The werewolves who suffered heavy losses, under the orders of the huge wolves behind them, all their eyes turned red.
Mu Fan, the shaman of the werewolf tribe, stood behind and felt something was wrong when he saw this scene. A red mist enveloped the group of werewolves.
Then I heard some hateful words from Tom next to me.
"What the hell, shaman? It's in the game?" Mu Fan still vaguely remembered the game he played a long, long time ago, before the disaster happened.
Why are all the shamans showing up?
"Every time there are more than 1,000 werewolves, a shaman will be born. He has extreme energy and can inspire the werewolves. This is the first time I have seen this."
The hair on the entire body of the werewolf shrouded in red mist stood on end.
The first row in front was almost breached.
"Not good! We're not fully prepared. They might rush in."
When Tom saw this situation, he immediately shouted loudly, asking the soldiers on both sides to gather together.