Han Yue's arms were getting heavier and heavier, and his comrades were getting lesser and lesser. His mind was already numb, and all he could think about was killing. His hands were waving the sword in his hands mechanically. His usual hard work and training were his biggest reliance now. The ground was littered with wolf carcasses, and the air was filled with the nauseating stench of blood. His body was covered in blood, and he could not tell if it was his own or the wolves' blood. His clothes were tattered, and his arms were limp and weak.
They had been fighting for three whole hours, and the intensity of the wolves' attack was out of everyone's expectation.
These three hours had been fought with human lives on the line.
Suddenly, two spears appeared behind Han Yue, and a concerned voice said, "Boss, you should take a break. We'll hold them off." Then, a force pulled him into the protective circle. He was at the end of his rope, and these two people's help was timely. Han Yue did not thank them, but panted heavily. He only hoped to recover his strength as soon as possible. There was no time to thank them on the battlefield.
He raised his head and looked around. Everyone's faces were filled with fatigue. Such an intense battle was undoubtedly very demanding on their stamina. People were constantly being rescued from the frontlines. The ones who gave the orders were the mentalists behind them. The mentalists' secret skills were not very useful in a situation like this, but their sensitive senses, calm minds, and strong will allowed them to be very sensitive to the situation around them. They were the commanders of the battle. Even though secret skills were not suitable for prolonged battles, they could often use them to block fatal attacks from the frontlines.
In this battle, the main attackers were the Grandmasters of Combat and the alchemists. The alchemists' potions were usually lethal, and most of them were area attacks, so they were the most suitable in this situation. However, all the ingredients they brought were used up, and the alchemists without any alchemy products were now non-combatants, and were protected in the middle.
They could only rely on the cooperation between the Grandmasters of Combat and the mentalists. Those who came back from the outer circle to rest were all silent. They drank and ate in silence, trying to recover their strength in the shortest time possible.
Han Yue was glad that he had brought a lot of mentalists with him. Without them, the casualty rate would be much higher than it was now. Even so, less than half of the people were still standing.
He glanced at the old lady. The old lady's face was calm and did not show any signs of panic. 'Sure enough, he's someone who's been through a lot,' he thought to himself. The old lady was decisive and decisive, and sometimes even he felt he could not match her. If she hadn't allowed her subordinates to participate in the battle just now, the casualties would have been thirty percent higher.
Out of the ten guards around her, only two remained. The other eight were all at the outermost perimeter. These eight guards were divided into groups of two and guarded four directions. These guards were much stronger than the captain, Han Yue. They were like nails that were nailed to the ground. No matter how strong the wind and waves were, they would not be shaken in the slightest.
Their stamina seemed to be endless. From the beginning to the end, their attack frequency did not decrease at all, and there was not a trace of chaos. They were like eight robots, tireless and never making mistakes. Their faces were always cold and solemn, giving people the feeling that nothing in this world could move them.
If it weren't for these eight guards, I'm afraid … Just thinking about it made Han Yue shudder.
When will the reinforcements arrive? Han Yue's heart ached as he looked at the injured soldiers retreating from the front. However, all he could do now was wait, wait for a faint hope.
"Drink some water." A canteen was brought to his mouth. Han Yue was surprised. He looked up and saw the old lady's maidservant. Her slender white hands held an exquisite canteen. Han Yue looked up at the old lady. The old lady smiled at him. Han Yue quickly bowed and took the canteen from her hand. He thanked her, "Thank you, young lady!" The maidservant smiled gently. "You're welcome."
Han Yue was about to drink from the canteen when a soldier beside him suddenly stood up and pointed to the sky. He cried out in shock, "Captain, captain! Quick, look! What … What's that? "
Han Yue followed the soldier's finger and was stunned. The canteen that was brought to his mouth froze in mid-air. Everyone's gaze involuntarily lifted to the sky.
In the sky, a black dot was approaching them at an alarming speed.
Ye Chong tried his best to stabilize the glider. The air was turbulent, and he was a newbie. He was lucky that he did not fall off the glider. However, the glider was showing signs of losing control. It was getting faster and faster. The wind was blowing against his face and he could barely keep his eyes open, but he could not close them.
The control pulley kept changing in his hands, but the effect was still not obvious. If it was a veteran, this level of wind would not have much effect on them. He could use the changing air currents to gain momentum and change direction. However, this was too advanced for Ye Chong, who was piloting an outdated aircraft for the first time.
Ye Chong tried his best, but the situation did not improve. He focused all his attention on piloting the glider, and did not pay attention to the direction.
Phew! Ye Chong could finally feel the airflow slowing down. This was undoubtedly the best news for him right now. He heaved a sigh of relief. He was most worried about the complicated and ever-changing air currents. For him now, this was definitely fatal, and most likely to cause the glider to crash and his death.
Falling from the sky, no matter how strong his body was, he would definitely be a pile of meat paste.
The flight became stable. The glider did not disintegrate in such a strong air current, and it was a fortunate thing. Finally, Ye Chong had the time to observe the scene below.
Even though Ye Chong was brave, he could not help but feel a chill down his spine when he saw the pack of wolves below him. Ye Chong did not know the fangwolves, but these social animals were always on his list of not to offend.
However, there was no updraft at all, and it was impossible to change direction. Watching the glider slowly descending, Ye Chong quickly thought of a solution in his mind.
Just then, he saw Han Yue and the rest who were surrounded not far away, but he did not have time to think.
He quickly calculated his landing point in his mind, and soon came to a conclusion. His landing point was about 50 meters away from the group.
Since the air currents were stable, he did not need to pilot the glider anymore. Ye Chong took out those powerful hallucinogens, ready to use them once he landed. He had long realized that with his smoke pearl, all kinds of powerful hallucinogens were his best weapons. Other than the leaf pouch on him, there were also a lot of hallucinogens in the box.
"If I use them sparingly, I should be able to escape from the wolf pack," Ye Chong thought to himself. As for the other group, Ye Chong did not even consider them.
He was less than 20 meters from the ground now. Ye Chong was ready to jump. 10 meters, 8 meters, 5 meters... Ye Chong lightly jumped off the glider.
The wolves below were already eyeing Ye Chong. Some were ready to attack, while others were growling anxiously.
Before Ye Chong reached his destination, a few fangwolves were already pouncing on him from all directions. They had blood-red eyes and cold fangs. Every Fang Wolf that soared into the sky stretched out its body. Its speed was extremely fast, like an arrow that had left the bow.
"Ah!" A scream came from the group of people who were surrounded. It was the maidservant in white who stood beside Han Yue. She covered her mouth with her hands and closed her eyes.
Ye Chong ignored the scream. He was already prepared when he jumped down from the cliff. He held two boxes with his wooden spear, and sprinkled the hallucinogen in his right hand the moment he jumped.
An attack of this level was child's play to him. Back on the trash planet, he had to fight against the mutated creatures every day, and the attacks were even more unexpected. He survived in that environment, and he could easily deal with this kind of attack.
He retracted his feet slightly, and dodged the fangwolf that jumped the highest. Before the fangwolf could descend, Ye Chong had already retracted his feet and stomped on the fangwolf's forehead.
Bang! The Fangwolf felt as if it had been hit head-on by a heavy hammer. Like a meteor, it smashed into the ground. Its speed was many times faster than when it had leapt into the air.
Boom! Dust flew everywhere! Amidst the dust, Ye Chong made use of the force from earlier to rise higher into the air. Ye Chong's move also caused all the fangwolves to miss their attacks.
"What a powerful kick!" Han Yue thought to himself. The strange man's kick was powerful. It would not be a big deal if it was on flat ground, but in the air, where there was no leverage, it was not easy to make such a kick.
Ye Chong looked like a strange man now. His clothes had long been torn and tattered when he was in the Wang Jia Village. Later on, they were all replaced with materials from the forest. His whole body was covered with leaf pouches, and he carried two wooden boxes with a thin green stick. It was an indescribably strange sight.
Just when Han Yue was anticipating the strange man's next move, something unbelievable happened!
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