Long before coming to the Eastern Mountains, the thief had made ample preparations for cleaning up the wolves this time.

In addition to the necessary spear throwers and torches, the thief begged all the anesthetics from the witch with a dead face, and then burned a huge clay basin, soaked all the wooden spears in numbing potion for five days.

was looted by the thief this time, and it can be said that all the reserves of the Frost Valley tribe in the past were gone.

The poor witch was about to cry, but the thief promised that after defeating the wolves, he would definitely give the witch more anesthetic, so he coaxed her.

Now, looking at the results of the first wave of the wolf pack, these wooden spears soaked in anesthetic are very useful.

For a while, the thief couldn't help but be proud.

On the other hand, the White Wolf King, who stood up from the ground, was uncontrollable in anger.

More than 30, enough to have more than 30 companions, just like that, gone?

Damn, these damn Homo erectus!

Since you threw away the sticks in your hands, don't blame me for doing it.

The White Wolf King thought to himself, in the past battles with Homo erectus, these cunning guys never dared to let the wooden stick out of their hands, because as long as they left their hands, no matter how powerful Homo erectus was, they couldn't beat a wild wolf. But now, these daring bastards have thrown most of the sticks in the first place, and I don't know if they are really crazy, or if they really look down on themselves.

The White Wolf King was very angry, the kind that was very, very angry.

It let out a long howl, and the rest of the wolves reacted, screaming and calling to rush forward.

The thief glanced at the reaction of the wolves: "Leave them alone, we have torches, they can't hurt us!" ”

In a burst of promise, another wave of wooden spears soared into the air.

The wild wolves, who were afraid of the flames and did not dare to rush up, were more than ten paces away, and watched in amazement as more than forty wooden spears flew out from the middle of the Homo erectus again.

Moreover, every wooden spear is headed for the wolf king.

The White Wolf King, who had already moved the real fire, was stupid, what was going on? Didn't these Homo erectus already throw out the sticks?

There was a sound of puff puff and puff and puff and

"The third wave of spear throwers is ready, target, White Wolf King!"

The thief hiding in the crowd shouted.

Again, forty wooden spears flew into the air.

The White Wolf King was forced to retreat again and again.

Wild wolves are constantly losing their lives to protect it.

In three consecutive waves, seventy or eighty wild wolves have fallen to the ground, of which the casualties are only thirty or forty at most, and most of the rest are due to anesthesia at the wounds, and their dizzy bodies are uncontrollable.

"Whew~"

The White Wolf King let out a long howl, urging his people to hurry up and attack the Homo erectus to share the pressure on his positive self.

However, in the face of the threat of flames, those wolves were a little afraid.

Seeing all this, the thief knew that he had won this time.

No matter how cunning and united they are, wolves will not easily lose their lives.

All living beings in the world, except for human beings, have never taken the initiative to seek death.

The idea of animals is very simple, that is, to live.

When they don't fall into a mortal situation, few animals will not be fatal enough to pounce on the flames that pose a great threat to them.

Except, of course, the moth-like tiger.

The wolves only dared to stand ten paces away and howl, but few of them dared to come up and put out the fire.

Even if there were, they were forced back by Ah Ju with his army, first with torches, and then stabbed to death with a spear while you were not defending properly.

"The fourth wave of spear throwers is ready!, the target is still the White Wolf King!" the thief shouted loudly.

At this time, he understood why tanks were loved by various countries.

Nothing else, you can't hit me, I can hit you, and I can hit you hard, are you angry?

At this time, there are torches on the periphery to act as a natural line of defense, and there are spear throwers inside to attack, and the people of the Frost Valley can attack and defend, isn't it like a tank?

Although the wolves were fierce, they did not dare to talk to the flames.

Seeing this, the thief ordered all the clansmen to advance in the direction of the White Wolf King.

"Five days ago, you chased Lao Tzu to the sky with no way to go, and there is no way to enter the ground, and Lao Tzu will let you taste what it means to be an embarrassed bastard today. The thief scolded, threw the spear, and continued to throw it towards the white wolf king.

The guard wolves around him continued to fall one after another, and the white wolf king was in a hurry, and he couldn't stop howling and commanding his wolves to attack.

Perhaps they were forced to be anxious by the wolf king, and these beasts didn't know how to open their minds.

You just have torches in your hands and can protect your upper body, so why don't we attack your lower body? Just like five days ago?

With this in mind, the wolves attacked brazenly.

Seeing all this, Ji Thief smiled disdainfully at the time: "Ah Liang, let your clan prepare, Ah Zheng, you continue to suppress the White Wolf King." ”

Both of them agreed at the same time.

Immediately after, I saw that the wild wolves who had rushed to the legs of the Frost Valley people were not waiting for joy, and the erect apes with flames on the periphery suddenly crouched down, and then, behind the bodies of those erect apes, twenty Homo erectus apes with torches were exposed.

The sound of the fire lapping on the fur sounded, and the wolves all let out a howl.

The wave of offensive that finally gathered the courage to launch was also invisibly resolved.

The white wolf king, who had seen the defeat of the clan's attack, was so angry that he almost vomited blood, and while he dodged the suppression of the spear thrower, he stared at the clumped Homo erectus with resentment.

Up, up, down, down, these damn Homo erectus are all related to porcupines? When did they become so cunning?

If you can only defend or something, then forget it, after all, in nature, there are many animals that choose to defend and give up attacking, which is understandable.

But isn't it too much for you to attack from a distance of more than forty paces?

And it's also a return offense that can reap the results!

What's the matter, bullying the wolf! Do you want to nod your face?

The White Wolf King was almost, and after the fifth wave of spear throwers attacked, the beast finally couldn't hold it anymore and let out a long howl.

For a while, those wild wolves who had nowhere to put their mouths in the face of the flames and could only do it in a hurry were stunned for a moment, and then secretly rejoiced.

These short-haired beasts who were miserable in the face of the Frost Valley people retreated one after another, retreating to the side of the White Wolf King.

Looking at the corpses of more than a hundred and ten companions on the ground, the white wolf king's green eyes turned red.

It howled in frustration, turned its head and led its people to the way they came.

Obviously, this guy threw in the towel.

The White Wolf King, who dominated the Eastern Mountains for no known how long, admitted defeat.

The wolves retreated like a tidal wave, leaving the corpses on the ground.

Seeing this, Ji Thief's eyes lit up and shouted: "The first step of the battle plan has been successful! The wolves have retreated! Everyone, prepare to pursue!"

The thief's words fell, and all the Frost Valley people began to change formations.

In fact, it is said that it is a change of formation, that is, each chases its own, after all, the thief only knows a defensive iron bucket array.

Everyone rushed forward and pulled out the wooden spear that had been thrown out of the wolf corpse and inserted it back into their backs, and then they all carried spear throwers and chased wildly in the direction of the wolves' retreat.

They chased and chased, but the crux of the matter was that under the leadership of the thief, when they were pursuing, they did not forget to take out the spear thrower to attack.

All of a sudden, in the huge eastern mountain range, many local small animals saw things that they would never forget in their lives.

The overlord wolves, who have dominated the eastern mountain range for an unknown amount of time, let a group of Homo erectus chase after them like chickens in soup.

Wild wolves were stabbed to death by wooden spears flying in the air, and then the Homo erectus chased after them, reclaimed the wooden spears, and continued to chase forward.

When the wolves were chased in a hurry, under the leadership of the white wolf king, when these wolves came back to make a counter-encirclement of the Homo erectus, those Homo erectus immediately shrank into a ball, picked up the torches, and looked shameless that you can't beat me, only I can beat you.

Three times and twice, the White Wolf King is really convinced, this wolf king who crisscrosses the eastern mountains and is called the king's side, is completely convinced.

You are the uncle, I am the grandson, they are all mixed in the forest, give some face, can you stop chasing?

If the White Wolf King were a human, he would probably think so in his heart.