Jean and the others put up a desperate resistance, but after all, they were just a team out for autumn hunting. Although the guards with them were all the best among the best, they could not withstand the nearly endless offensive of the werewolves.
When the guards ran out of ammunition and had to draw their swords and engage in hand-to-hand combat with the werewolves, they realized how terrifying these savage monsters were.
Their fur is extremely tough. Even with the sharpness of the hunting knives in the hands of the guards, it is difficult to kill them completely with one knife. However, the vitality of werewolves is very tenacious. As long as they are not hit by a blow to vital points such as the head and heart, they will be killed. The wounds caused by the sword only aroused their ferocity.
The Gilneans relied on makeshift defenses to resist the worgen attack with difficulty, but how long they could hold out was completely unknown.
Gene fired the last bullet of his shotgun at the werewolf rushing up in front of him. The king then smashed the iron shotgun wrapped in wood at the other werewolf, and at the same time pulled out the hunting knife hanging on his waist.
The werewolf rushed in savagely, knocking half of the stone wall open, but his claws were also embedded in the gravel. The hunting knife in Jean's hand brought a cold light, and the werewolf's tip was Claws cut off.
Then he slashed diagonally at the head of the werewolf in front of him, killing the werewolf immediately with such a heavy blow.
"Liam, do you still have any ammunition?" Gene shouted to Liam who was shooting beside him.
Liam pulled the trigger and threw the empty shotgun aside, "This is the last shot..."
"Go on, Liam!"
Lorna rushed out of the cave and threw a shotgun to Liam, "I have another gun here that is loaded with ammunition. Use it to kill another one!"
"Lorna, what are you doing here?" Darius held a pair of scimitars in his hands, "Go back to the cave!"
"Father, hiding now won't solve the problem at all!" Lorna's leather boots stepped on a rock. She took advantage of the height advantage brought by the rock to shoot at the wolves from a high position.
Her shooting skills were as good as anyone's. A werewolf that was hit in the head fell down immediately. Lorna quickly and nimbly jumped off the rock and began to reload the shotgun.
"Only by killing all these beasts can we escape!"
Liam dropped the shotgun that had missed again and said to Darius, "Rona is right. As long as we hold on for a little longer, we can wait for reinforcements!"
"Okay, but you must pay attention to safety and follow my instructions later!"
Darius glared at Lorna fiercely, but this "Flower of Gilneas" was obviously not just the kind in a vase. She picked up the shotgun and shot down the werewolf as fast as anyone on the field. A man.
Relying on years of combat experience and hunting skills, although they were weak in the siege of werewolves, coupled with the natural barrier brought by the cave, the heroic Gilneans blocked the incoming wolves. .
At this moment, a loud and special horn sound came from the forest? Jean's expression relaxed a little, "Is it reinforcements? They are here!"
However, before this exciting news could be conveyed to everyone, waves of wolf howls sounded from all directions.
This terrifying sound that made people's hair stand on end in the dark night also made Jean and others' faces completely stiffen - there are more werewolves hiding in the woods, what are they waiting for? !
"Did they deliberately let the reinforcements in?" Lorna cried out, "This is impossible...they are actually with us...?"
Didn't she finish her words? But everyone had already understood what she meant: even if they had expected it in their hearts, they still seemed to underestimate the intelligence level of werewolves. They were not only good at using hunting skills and hiding their organized "Beasts", if they really designed to besiege them in order to attract more living people into the forest? Then I am afraid that werewolves have a thinking level no less than that of humans.
However, the werewolves currently fighting Jean and the others look no different from wild beasts. They cannot speak and do not need to communicate, just like a pack of wolves who are forced into a desperate situation. They have to fight for survival regardless of the cost. hunting.
Lorna's thoughts made everyone present a little uneasy? What if the werewolves really planned to attract more people into the forest? But what is their purpose of doing this?
Is it lack of food... or something else?
Jean didn't believe that these werewolves came for power or wealth. Looking at their scanty clothing and their behavior that was almost the same as wild beasts, one could tell that their social system was still maintained at a very low level.
But this is in stark contrast to the current situation. A group of werewolves who can't even perform basic production have actually learned the strategy of "surrounding the site to provide reinforcements"?
Jean preferred to believe that too many soldiers entered the forest, attracting the attention of more werewolves, rather than that they were controlling everything behind the scenes.
But no matter what, those werewolves who responded to the howling of wolves from all directions will definitely be able to block the reinforcements. Before they arrive, they still have to continue to guard the cave.
After knowing that there were reinforcements, the guards cheered up a little. Although they didn't know how many werewolves there were in the forest, they believed that a group of werewolves relied on wildness and instinct based on their trust in the Gilnean army. Attacking monsters are unlikely to defeat an entire army.
Judging from the place where the horn sound came from, the support troops were not very far away from them. As long as they could break through the werewolf obstruction in this distance and meet up with Jean and the others, they could evacuate this damn jungle together.
However, Gene and the others did not know that although most of these werewolves had indeed lost the ability to think as intelligent creatures, there were "brains" among the wolves that could command them to take various actions.
These "brains" maintain every move of the werewolves in various parts, allowing the werewolves who were originally loose and relied on instinct to fight and act, to have the ability to follow orders no less than that of elite soldiers.
Moreover, the most important thing is that this is a forest, and the combat capabilities of human soldiers will be more or less limited. It is difficult for a large organized army to move in unison in such a place, but their enemy werewolves can do it, and Much faster and more accurate than them.
Gradually, when the first guard was dragged into the forest by the werewolf due to lack of physical strength, screamed a few times and disappeared completely, the seeds of panic began to sprout in everyone's heart.
Human physical strength is not unlimited. High-intensity fighting and fighting have exhausted the elite royal guards and lord's personal guards. When the first person was killed, gaps finally appeared in the defense line.
Darius quickly plugged this loophole himself, and what greeted him was a series of werewolf attacks. The highly skilled lord felt great pressure in an instant.
Just when he was unprepared, a werewolf touched his flaw, and when his claws were about to tear Darius' body apart, Gene stood up and chopped off the werewolf's arm with the hunting knife in his hand. Down.
Darius reacted quickly and ended the werewolf's life with a machete. The lord was breathing heavily, his hair and clothes were soaked with sweat. He looked at Jean, who was almost as embarrassed as himself, and kicked the other one away. The werewolf rushed up and said, "Thank you, Jean, but it looks like the two of us will probably die together today."
"Hmph, I don't want to die in this shabby cave with you!" Gene's hand holding the hunting knife was shaking a little, and the continuous battles began to make him unable to bear it.
The young prince has more physical strength than the king and lords, but he is also almost in the front position, and it is difficult to support him now.
Gene could see Liam's fatigue, he pulled Liam's shoulders and dragged him behind, "Let me hold on for a while, Liam, you quickly recover your strength -"
"But, father——"
"Listen to your father the king, boy, there will be a fierce battle later, let us old bones use our remaining heat first." Darius also moved forward with a knife, standing with his guards, resisting Werewolf onslaught.
Liam got a chance to breathe, returned to the inside of the cave, and sat against the wall of the cave.
Lorna held the empty shotgun and walked quickly to Liam. She quickly took out a bottle from her pocket and handed it to Liam, "Here, this is an alchemy potion that can restore your health." It’s physical, but it doesn’t taste very good.”
"Thank you." Liam took the glass bottle, unscrewed the cap, and didn't blame the pungent smell and weird snot-like taste of the potion. He endured the discomfort and drank it in one gulp, "Huh... I feel much better."
"It takes time for the potion to take effect. It's just psychological comfort now." Lorna rolled her eyes at Liam, took out a few more bottles, and said in a hurry, "Take these potions with you, and help me return them to my father." With His Majesty the King, I didn’t bring too many bottles, these are the last few bottles.”
"I know, Lorna..." Liam held the empty bottle and was about to say something when he heard a shout from Lord Darius coming from the entrance of the cave.
"Jean?!"
Liam quickly got up from the ground. He didn't even have time to take the medicine bottle from Lorna's hand and rushed towards the entrance of the cave.
A scene that made him extremely frightened appeared. His father, Genn Greymane, the King of Gilneas, was holding his bloody arm and fell behind the guards.
He quickly rushed to Gene's side and hugged his father, "Father, what's wrong with you?!"
"Damn... I was careless and didn't pay attention to the short werewolf... He took advantage of me and bit my right arm, but Darius reacted quickly and killed him."
Gene gritted his teeth, the pain irritating his nerves and making his facial expression tense.
"His Majesty the King!" Lorna rushed over with a first aid kit and quickly treated Gene's wounds with medicines and bandages. She took out a bottle of alchemy potion and handed it to Liam, "Quick, give this to Your Majesty."
Liam fed the red liquid into Gene's mouth, which made the bleeding Gene's face calm down a little. He asked Lorna, "What is this...I feel a lot better."
"This is the work of a master alchemist. It is said to be able to heal a person's injuries immediately - but... why does the wound heal so slowly?"
Lorna looked at Jean's almost unchanged wound and was a little overwhelmed. She had experimented with this expensive potion, which could make the wound heal quickly. With a little simple treatment, it could return to the original state.
But now, the hideous scar on Jean's arm showed no signs of healing at all, and instead, more blood spilled out.
Lorna could only use bandages and ordinary medicines to stop Jean's bleeding immediately. "The werewolf seems to be able to delay the recovery of the wound... The effect of the alchemy medicine is greatly reduced!"
"At least the wound is not getting worse." Liam sighed. He, who was always optimistic, was also a little negative at this time. "Father... can we really hold on?"
Gene didn't respond for a while. After a long while, he said to Liam and Lorna, "Liam, wait a moment. You can find a way to take Lorna and the others away quickly. Darius and I will take the rest." After the guards are cut off for you, go as far as you can to find our troops and then come and help us."
"This is impossible, father!" Liam flatly rejected Jean's plan, "How could I leave you and escape alone?"
"Silly boy, if you don't leave, we will all be buried here. I am already old and I don't have many years left to live, but you and Lorna are different. You still have a bright future."
Jean touched Liam's head, just like he did when he was a child. The old king picked up his hunting knife, looked at the wound bandaged by Lorna, moved a little, and ignored Liam. Despite the obstruction, he walked towards the cave entrance again.
Liam wanted to follow, but was held back by Lorna on the side. He was about to break free from Lorna's restraints. When he turned around, he found that this beautiful girl had tears in her eyes, "Liam... what should we do? Well, before I was completely surrounded, my father told me his plan..."
"Even if this is the case, I will not abandon my father -" Liam was about to express his attitude, but when he saw Gene's back, he couldn't say the rest.
"His Majesty the King has been injured...the guards died one after another. Liam, what should we do? I don't want to leave my father!"
He stood in front of Lorna and remained silent. After a while, when the balance in his heart kept swinging, bursts of exclamations came from outside the cave.
Lorna and Liam turned around to look, but couldn't help but cover their eyes with their hands: the dazzling holy light shone in the open space outside, just like daylight, driving away all darkness and evil.
Those werewolves who were not afraid of death actually stopped attacking the cave defense line. They cowered and trembled at the edge of the forest, but did not dare to take a step forward.
A somewhat familiar figure of Liam stood in the center of the open space, holding a strange "spear" in his hand. This weapon was wrapped in dense and dazzling holy light runes, and there seemed to be a golden color on the spear. texture.
The spear penetrated the body of a werewolf with a special coat and nailed him to the ground. The owner of the spear stepped on the werewolf's body with his boots, pulled it out, and held the spear in his hand. .
The tip of the metal spear was not stained with a drop of blood, and was filled with the halo of holy light. It was not until the medium-length golden hair was blown by the night wind that Liam remembered the identity of this man.
