The wolves exposed their gleaming fangs in front of the campfire, grinding them loudly, like blunt knives cutting flesh and slicing eardrums.
The fire was getting weaker and weaker, and the fire ring was getting smaller and smaller. It could only surround these few people and a few horses. If it shrank any further, some horses would have to be abandoned.
Han Changmu looked at the crumbling bonfire thoughtfully and sighed.
If the bonfire lasts until dawn, these people will have to fight hand-to-hand with the wolves. He and the garrison can hold on, but what can the delicate and expensive King of Han do?
One of the garrison soldiers changed their expressions, retreated to Han Changmu, and said hurriedly: "Sir, there is no firewood."
"What, there's no firewood." Before Han Changmu could say anything, Xie Mengxia jumped up, grabbed Han Changmu's hand in a panic, and yelled in a trembling voice: "Jiuchao, Jiuchao, there's no firewood." , I, I don’t want to feed the wolves, Jiuchao, please think of something.”
Han Changmu looked at the sky speechlessly. If he hadn't been related to the King of Han, he would have thrown this man out to feed the wolves.
"Shut up." Han Changmu's ears hurt from the noise made by Xie Mengxia. He opened his mouth and cursed angrily, then turned to ask the garrison: "Where are the wolf corpses? Are there any more?"
The garrison shook his head: "No more, they are all burned."
Han Changmu took the lead in taking out the grain, grass and water from the baggage. The rest were flammable materials and threw them into the bonfire together with the baggage skin.
Seeing this, the garrison soldiers also threw their own combustibles into the fire.
Xie Mengxia was stunned by Han Changmu's roar. He looked at himself with empty hands, thought for a while, peeled off the sheep fur on his body, and was about to throw it into the fire.
Yao Yao pressed Xie Mengxia's hand fiercely and raised his eyebrows with a half-smile: "Your Highness, you'd better dress, don't be so cold that you can't run away and feed the wolves."
"Revenge, revenge." Xie Mengxia was not angry after being ridiculed. She just shook her head and smiled helplessly: "It's a good little girl. Why do you learn to hold a grudge like Jiuchao?"
Yao Yao curled his lips, ignored Xie Meng Xia, and followed Han Changmu to look at the wolves outside the fire circle, frowning tightly, and the filaments on his wrists instantly stretched.
The stars are dim and the moon is pale.
A cold wind suddenly blew violently, and a cluster of flames swayed fiercely for a few times, then extinguished suddenly, and gray smoke billowed from the gap.
The wolves roared impatiently and rushed at him. Han Changmu and the garrison formed a circle, surrounding Xie Mengxia in the middle, and waved their swords solemnly to guard the gap.
More than a dozen gray wolves swarmed up, some were chopped by the garrison's swords and fell to the ground, while others jumped up, crossed the extinguished fire ring, and threw themselves deep into the fire ring.
Continuously, a dozen gray wolves crossed the ring of fire and surrounded the garrison.
A cold light flashed in the ring of fire, and the sword cracked with the sound of gold and stone, piercing the flesh with a dull sound.
These garrison soldiers were all well-trained, holding swords and stabbing the gray wolf's throat and eyes.
As the sky dawned, most of the bonfires were finally burned out, leaving only sparse and dim sparks all over the ground.
The wolves saw that the fire was extinguished and the barrier was gone. The smell of blood made them even crazier. The green wolf eyes were filled with blood. With its forelimbs lowered, the wolf jumped over the still warm bonfire circle and pounced on the people in the circle.
The protective circle surrounding Xie Mengxia was instantly broken up, and everyone was just busy killing the wolf.
For a moment, the fire circle was filled with swords and flesh, and the number of wolves gradually decreased.
Blood splashed onto Xie Mengxia's face. He stared blankly at the scene in front of him, feeling that his legs were weak and he could no longer stand as he leaned on He Cai.
Suddenly a cold wind blew up, and the corner of his eye twitched, and he saw a black shadow rushing towards him.
He screamed "Ah", and the gray wolf became fierce, its green wolf eyes flashed with a gloomy cold light, and its fangs almost bit his face.
He was so frightened that he screamed out into the sky, and his body fell back involuntarily.
With a "pop", he fell to the ground, and the gray wolf pounced on him. The smelly mouth bits dripped on his face, and his face turned gray.
"I will fight with you." He Cai yelled at the top of his lungs, dragged his weak legs and feet, rushed out with bare hands, pinched the wolf's head with both hands, and rolled to the side.
The gray wolf was startled. Angry light flashed in the wolf's eyes, and he opened his mouth wide and bit He Cai's neck.
He Cai had never seen such a scene before, and his legs were weak from fear. He just rushed out to save King Han with one breath, but was frightened by the sharp-mouthed and fanged gray wolf, and his breath was gone.
His eyes widened. He was so frightened that he forgot to resist. He only remembered shouting at the top of his lungs: "Don't, don't bite me. Help, help."
His breath was whistling, and his fangs scratched through the pulsing blood in his neck. He Cai's whole body was cold and stiff, and he couldn't scream anymore.
A sharp wind suddenly sounded, and He Cai was stunned for a moment, watching the gray wolf struggle and twitch a few times before rolling down from his body.
"Be careful." He Cai broke out in a cold sweat after surviving the desperate situation. He only glanced ahead and shouted loudly and piercingly.
I saw a trace of translucent filament quickly retracting into Yao Yao's hand, and at the same time, another gray wolf jumped onto her shoulder.
Yao Yao was caught off guard and was thrown to the ground by the gray wolf behind her. She rolled on the spot, flicked her wrist, and the translucent filament wrapped around the gray wolf's neck.
She gritted her teeth and clenched the filament with both hands. Seeing the wolf's mouth approaching her neck, beads of sweat formed on her forehead.
Xie Mengxia rushed out from the diagonal, shaking his hands and using all his strength, he stabbed a dagger into the gray wolf's neck.
A pool of blood spurted out in an instant, spraying all over Xie Mengxia's head and face. His hand shook, and the dagger fell to the ground with a muffled sound.
The gray wolf howled like crazy, its green eyes gleaming with blood, turned its head viciously, knocked Xie Mengxia to the ground, opened its mouth and bit him, and the blood on his neck fell on his face.
He Cai was so frightened that his face turned pale and his eyes were crazy. He touched a big stone at hand and threw it at the gray wolf regardless.
Yao Yao quickly climbed up, picked up the dagger that Xie Mengxia had dropped on the ground, and slashed hard along the gray wolf's neck.
Blood sprayed all over Xie Mengxia's face and body again. The wolf tilted its head, twisted its body wildly, struggled a few times, fell on Xie Mengxia's body, and lost its breath.
He Cai collapsed on the ground in despair. He could no longer hold the big stone in his hands and let it hit the ground with a thud.
Xie Mengxia struggled to squeeze out from under the wolf corpse, sat on the ground in a panic, gasping for breath, lifted the hem of his clothes, and wiped the wolf blood from his head and face.
Seeing that Xie Mengxia was fine, Yao Yao turned around and rushed into the fight with the wolves.
The sky gradually became brighter, and a red sun emerged from the end of the desert, with golden ripples sweeping across.
Although more than half of the twenty-seven or eight wolves have gone, the remaining eleven or twelve are extremely fierce and agile and extremely difficult to deal with.
Han Changmu and the garrison soldiers were trapped among the wolves. After fighting hand to hand for a long time, they were already dripping with cold sweat and exhausted.
Moreover, due to the carelessness of the garrison, the skin and flesh were bitten off by the gray wolf and the soldiers were injured, which severely damaged their combat effectiveness.
And the huge gray wolf was always squatting on the sandy slope, quietly looking at everything in front of him, without the slightest intention to pounce.
Han Changmu was covered in blood and looked cold. He raised his hand and wiped the wolf blood on his face. Looking at the brightening sunlight in the distance, he turned to Yao Yao and whispered: "Get on your horse. You protect King Han and go first."
Yao Yao was stunned for a moment, nodded, and went back to say a few words to Xie Mengxia.
Seeing Xie Mengxia's expression of embarrassment, she couldn't help but throw him onto the horse, quickly got on the horse, and said hello to He Cai: "Get on the horse, let's go."
He Cai yelled and galloped away.
Three people and two horses quickly rushed out of the extinguished bonfire circle. The long thread in Yao Yao's hand was stretched straight, flying and wrapped around the neck of the charging gray wolf. He forced his way out and headed towards the rising red sun. Running wildly in the direction.
The gray wolf on the sandy slope finally let out a howl, arched its body, and leaped over.
Yao Yao heard the approaching wind and fishy smell, and knew that the gray wolf was getting closer to him.
She turned around and quickly bent her bow and nocked an arrow. The gray wolf came too quickly, and she lost her accuracy. The crossbow arrow missed the wolf's ear, leaving only a trace of blood.
The gray wolf was so stimulated by this injury that he went crazy, his momentum surged, and he bit Yao Yao tightly and wouldn't let go.
Xie Mengxia lay on the horse and raised his head. Seeing the gray wolf rushing towards him, he howled and subconsciously hugged Yao Yao's legs tightly.
Han Changmu kicked a gray wolf away with a kick, and pierced another gray wolf with his long sword, disembowelling it.
He rushed towards Yao Yao, the sword in his hand trembled slightly, and he passed the gray wolf's neck.
This gray wolf seemed to be really spiritual. It twisted its body to avoid the sword.
In an instant, another gray wolf bit into Han Changmu's shoulder, tearing off a piece of flesh and blood.
He was in great pain. He endured the pain and punched the wolf's eyes one after another. He passed the long sword and cut open the wolf's belly with a sizzling sound.
The internal organs immediately flowed all over the floor.
Before Han Changmu could recover, the huge gray wolf had already taken advantage of the situation and pounced on him, biting his neck with its fangs, but strangely, it didn't really bite down.
Yao Yao turned around and saw this scene, and was startled. He turned his horse's head and hurried back to Han Changmu, holding the two whimpering wolf cubs in his hands, and shouted: "Let him go, I Let go of the little wolf.”
The gray wolf seemed to be stunned for a moment. His green wolf eyes looked at Yao Yao sinisterly and howled suddenly.
Yao Yao naturally doesn't understand howling like a wolf, but in this situation, he can only take a gamble.
She shook the little wolf cubs, slowly put one on the ground first, and said sternly: "You saw it, I released one, please let him go."
As expected, the gray wolf turned his head and stopped biting Han Changmu's neck.
Han Changmu was surprised, but he didn't have time to think too much, and he said calmly: "You wolves are the most cunning, but I don't think you will go back on your word. Let me go, lead the wolves back to the sandy slope, and we will Let the other one go, but you can’t chase us anymore.”
