Under the moonlight, several pairs of green eyes flickered like ghostly flames in the distance.
Coupled with the howling of the wolves, it was enough to make people's hair stand on end.
"Warg?"
Wu Ming looked at the giant wolf that gradually revealed its figure under the moonlight. His expression was solemn as he clenched the long sword in his hand.
What appeared in front of him was a giant wolf that was half the height of a human! Its whole body was covered with shiny fur, and its body was huge like a half-grown pony.
Its hard claws, sharp fangs, and thick fur were all telling of the horror of these killing machines.
"It's normal to have wild wolves nearby, but instead of going to the battlefield, they came for me …"
Wu Ming was very sad for his bad luck. "Come on!"
He held the sword with both hands, pointed the broken tip to the ground, and drew a slanted arc.
"Woo woo …"
The three wargs whimpered and began to circle around Wu Ming. Obviously, they also realized that their prey was not easy to deal with.
They roared in a threatening manner, hoping that their prey would run away out of fear. At that time, they could follow behind and use pressure and wolf pack tactics to consume the prey's strength, minimizing the risk.
But at this time, Wu Ming did not give them this opportunity.
On the contrary, he was ready for battle. His eyes were as gentle as water, as if he could see through everything.
"Awooo!"
This confrontation went on for an unknown period of time. Suddenly, accompanied by the howling of wolves, three wargs pounced from different directions and cooperated to launch an attack.
"Now!"
Wu Ming dragged the long sword and suddenly turned around. The iron sword drew a beautiful arc in the air and slashed at the neck of a warg.
Puff!
There was no rust on the iron sword. Obviously, it had been polished before the battle. Even though the blade was chipped, it was still very sharp. With difficulty, it pierced the warg's neck, cut open the tough and thick fur, and was clamped by the steel-like bones.
Blood gushed out!
Two strong gusts of wind came from behind, bringing with them the stench of a beast. Obviously, Wu Ming had put on the most energy-conserving and prepared posture, but the first move he could take was to kill a wolf first.
The more dangerous the situation was, the calmer he was to pull out his sword, turn around, and block! His whole body retreated to reduce the force.
Bang!
A huge impact came, causing Wu Ming to stumble backwards. He felt as though the iron sword in his hand had fallen into an iron clamp.
He twisted his wrist, and the back of his hand seemed to have brushed past a coarse and warm tongue. He kicked out again.
Peng!
He felt a soft touch, as if he had kicked a thick piece of leather. Wu Ming borrowed this force to fly back a few steps and re-assumed his stance. His breathing was slightly heavy as he stared at the warg in front of him.
One of the Wargs was bleeding from its neck and had fallen to the ground. The other one was also grimacing in pain, and a faint line of blood could be seen on the side of its mouth.
The last warg licked its fangs, which had a hint of blood on them.
Wu Ming looked at his arm that was holding the sword. He saw that his clothes had split open and there was a shallow wound on it. If he had not reacted quickly enough, he might have lost his arm.
"Without the support of Inner Force, True Qi, and other supernatural powers, this kind of fighting and hunting technique is all about speed! It's impossible for them to fight for three days and three nights if the victor is to be decided in just a few moves … "
Wu Ming adjusted his breathing, turned his sword, and aimed at the remaining two wargs.
If a knight's personal strength was not extraordinary, he must bring three horses with him. One for his own use, one for backup, and the last one to carry his own armor.
When it was time to go into battle, he would need the help of his attendants to put on the armor. He would be exhausted in less than 20 minutes.
It was the same in nature.
William's body did not have much exercise. In such a high-tension mental environment, he could only use his full strength for a few more strikes. Then, he would be completely at the mercy of the wolves.
However, Wu Ming seized the opportunity and killed a warg with just one strike.
The path of life and death was decided at this moment!
"Awoo!"
The confrontation between the man and the wolf lasted for a long time.
Finally, the two wargs roared. They seemed to realize that they had no chance to take down their prey, and they slowly retreated.
Wu Ming maintained his posture of holding his sword until the green light disappeared into the darkness. He heaved a sigh of relief and sat on the ground. He was also very glad.
"Fortunately, there were only three wolves. Otherwise … if I encountered a wolf pack …"
With his current strength, it was very difficult to deal with three wargs. If he encountered a wolf pack, he did not need to think to know that it was very likely that he would become a pile of bones.
When that happened, his original body's plan to send him to this universe at a great cost would be completely ruined.
Moreover, this attack also reminded Wu Ming.
"I am not the celestial being from before … I should find a safe place first and continue my journey in the daytime!"
…
The next day, Wu Ming got up early and set out in the dew. Finally, at dusk, he saw the outline of the small town of Nia.
The battlefield chosen by the feudal lords of the Wind Fireflies Plain was very close. It was right next to their home.
Otherwise, it would be a disaster just in terms of travel and logistics for thousands of people on a long journey.
The small town of Nia was built on the side of a small river. It was surrounded by a low wooden wall and a few watchtowers. Archers could be seen on top of the watchtowers.
The news of Baron Terry's defeat came early, and the whole town fell into an uneasy atmosphere.
Wu Ming looked at the town gate, but he did not directly enter. Instead, he silently lurked on the side and waited for another day.
It wasn't until he saw a few familiar faces enter the town in panic and didn't seem to be receiving any harsh treatment that he swaggered to the entrance of the town.
"Who is it? Huh? "
The patrolling soldier looked at Wu Ming, and a sincere smile appeared on his face. "Isn't this little William? I heard that you were stabbed by a spear on the battlefield. Poor Aunt Roja cried for you! "
"That spear did not stab me, but I fainted from fright … Anyway, thank you for asking, Ryan!"
Wu Ming looked through his memory and found the name of the freckled patrolling soldier.
"Soldier!!!"
At this moment, from the back of the town, there was a loud shout that made Wu Ming's eardrums ring. Ryan straightened his chest out of reflex. "Sir!"
"Return to your post!"
A middle-aged man slowly walked out from behind the door and looked at Wu Ming from head to toe.
He had a head of golden curly hair, eyes as blue as the sea, and the stubble on his face was not completely shaved, giving him a very rough look. He was like a golden lion, and he was wearing a half-body leather armor. The leather boots on his feet were polished to a shine, and there was a rapier with a guard on his waist.
"Good day, Headmaster Lorian!"
Wu Ming's body instinctively quivered, and his eyes narrowed slightly.
In William's memory, this person was Baron Terry's martial arts instructor. He had also taken over the training of the militia. He was a very meticulous person. William had been whipped several times by him because he was late, so it was still fresh in his memory.
"William, you're back?"
Lorian put his hands behind his back and moved like a restless lion. "I've heard about your situation from others. You're not a deserter, and you're not captured. Very good! You didn't let me down! "
It seemed like an illusion, but in his eyes, Wu Ming seemed to see a trace of praise.
"Of course … There are some things that we can't decide now. Come with me … There are people in the governor's mansion who want to see you and hear more news …"
Lorian walked directly in front, and Wu Ming had no choice but to follow. He tentatively asked, "Is the Baron … Back?"
"According to Old Peter, no!"
Lorian's mouth showed a trace of an unknown smile. "The Baron was very brave, and rushed to the front … He was wounded and captured!"
An image of Baron Terry suddenly appeared in Wu Ming's mind.
Regardless of whether the emaciated and sickly pale baron was brave or not, he would know that he was a valuable captive no matter who his opponent was based on his set of gold and silver inlaid armor. No matter who the opponent was, they would definitely not let him get hurt.
"Instructor … After this, what will happen to the Plain of Fireflies?"
Wu Ming could not help but ask.
Lorian turned his head back and looked at William strangely.
If it was him in the past, he would not have asked this question.
"Probably … It will be the same as before!"
After half a day, Lorian still could not give a definite answer. He could only guess. "According to the Holy Covenant, the nobles cannot be exterminated. Therefore, after our lords pay the price and swear allegiance to Viscount Garcia, they should be released … Of course, they might have to cede a part of their territory, or even send a few hostages … But what about that?"
In other words, the hostages and territory did not belong to them.
But Wu Ming secretly rolled his eyes. If the ransom is too high, the Baron will definitely increase taxes when he comes back, and none of the people under his rule will be able to escape …
Of course, there was no need to talk about this now.
Baron Terry and his family should originally live in the castle.
As a symbol of rule, the Baron's castle should be built in a place that was easy to defend and hard to attack. It should be built with thick brick walls that could withstand the attack of thousands of soldiers.
But with the current conditions, although such a castle was safe, it was cold and damp. Hence, Baron Terry, who loved luxury and pleasure, preferred to live in the town of Niyah with his family.
At this moment, as Wu Ming and Terry walked to the front of the mansion, they were surprised to see that carriages were anxiously being prepared. Nannies and maids carefully carried fox fur coats and dresses, looking very busy.
Obviously, at this time, the baroness had already felt the uneasiness of the town and decided to move back to the castle.
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