Li Kuan's horse Chasing Yun began to get nervous, and the horse's hooves began to beat thinly, as if it was ready to run away at any time. And the mounts under Xue Wanche and Liu Wei's crotch are even more unbearable. Although the last time I had experienced the feeling of being with a pack of wolves, at that time, the wolves had all targeted the Turks, and now these wolves were all staring at the three of them with their eyes flashing with fierce lights and seemingly green eyes. Even if Li Kuan and Xue Wanche are superb in martial arts, even if the mounts of the three of them are not ordinary war horses, not to mention Li Kuan's stepping on the clouds, Xue Wanche and Liu Wei are also the best war horses in a hundred, under the gaze of hundreds of wolves, these three war horses are very anxious, and the knights on the horses are also frightened.

But all three of them reined in the reins of their horses and controlled their mounts under them. Because of their sanity, these wolves will not attack them. But even though I knew, I couldn't control some of the body's natural reactions, such as the heartbeat starting to accelerate, the pores shrinking unconsciously, and so on.

When the wolves came ten feet away from the three of them, they stopped advancing, and the blue-black steppe wolves surrounded the three of them in this way. At this time, Li Kuan and the three had the opportunity to roughly count the number of wolves.

After a rough inventory, Li Kuan turned his head and glanced at Xue Wanche and Liu Wei, seeing that both of them had a look of disbelief, Li Kuan felt that he was not hallucinating, he had just come up with a surprising number after roughly estimating the number of wolves, and there were five or six hundred steppe wolves gathered here. With so many wolves forming a wolf pack, I am afraid that it will be the largest wolf pack on the grassland. The big dog overfulfilled its task, and the wolves were enough to raid the many Turkic tribes of the steppe.

Little Grey Grey after the wolves have quieted down. Appearing in Li Kuan's field of vision, the big dog walked steadily among the wolves. It's like a king patrolling his subjects. The huge body has a mane like a male lion on the prairie, and the thick tail shows a sense of burly power. And the sharp claws on the soles of the four feet, like a few sharp daggers, gripped deep into the snow. Its fur was stained with blood, as well as some wounds that had not fully healed. It seems that the integration of such a large wolf pack has also paid some price for this oversized fierce dog. Behind it, several steppe wolves, which were a full circle larger than the other wolves, followed closely, like loyal guards. These wolves have even more scars. All of them were bloodstained, the black and red blood on their fur was about to coagulate, and even one of them was a little lame when he walked. It seems that these are the original wolf kings, and now they have become the guards of the big dogs.

The little gray ash roared, and the wolves waited in place, and it ran happily to Li Kuan's side. Wagging his tail to show his master. The tongue protrudes from the mouth. Haha panted, his tail swept the ground and became snowy, raising a puff of snow dust.

Li Kuan praised Comrade Xiao Gray for his positive work attitude, and then rewarded a large piece of beef that was charred on the outside and tender on the inside. Let the big dog's tail wag more happily, nibbling on roast beef, and his mouth let out an unconscious whining. At this moment, where is there the majestic appearance before, it is completely a soil dog who wags his tail and begs for mercy with his master.

There was a commotion among the wolves, but Comrade Gray let out a roar and suppressed it. Nibble on the beef in three or two bites. After stretching out his big head and letting Li Kuan rub it, he once again disappeared under the snow on the grassland with his little brother.

The wolves went into hiding. After the body was lowered, it was suddenly covered by those withered grass, and unless he looked down on the past condescendingly, he could not see any clues just by the height of his horse.

"Looks like it works!" Such a large-scale wolf attack is enough to make any steppe tribe panic! After the little gray wolf pack withdrew, Xue Wanche and Liu Wei both nodded and praised, feeling that they could take down the thousand tribes. So the three of them returned together, began to gather soldiers, discuss the specific matters of the attack on the camp, the scouts were sent out to explore the terrain, although the terrain on the steppe is flat, but the surrounding environment must also be clear, as well as the layout of the Turkic camp and the like, there must be detailed information to make arrangements.

As soon as the arrangements were made, the soldiers began to cook, this night was destined to be peaceful, the leaden black clouds pressed lower, black and heavy like Mount Tai pressed over this large area of heaven, at a glance can not see the color of the blue sky.

It was night, in the camp of the Turks, and a few bored men were walking slowly in the camp, they were patrolling. These people are very slack, and they have the impression that the Tang people have never set foot in the depths of the steppe, at least not in their Turkic history. Coupled with the fact that the Khan is now leading the Turkic warriors to fight with the Tang army, there is no chance of any accidents. They were patrolling the Tang slaves they had captured, and these guys were always trying to escape. Even killing some people to deter the rest is not very effective, except for this to prevent wolves from coming to take away their cattle and sheep.

These Turkic villains were talking in Turkic as they walked, laughing lewdly from time to time, presumably saying that some men knew how to make meat jokes and the like, but if someone who understood Turkic was here, they wouldn't think so.

"Those Tang slaves are really cheap, so they want to run away, if they find someone who has escaped in a while, let me Batur kill two of them first and have a good time!" So said a Turk.

"You have killed it, if you have the energy to kill, it is better to go to those Tang women who are bright and happy! The snow-white flesh, the woman without the smell of mutton fat, almost made me want to stay in that felt tent like this all the time! Another Turk said with a trivial smile.

"It's just ......," the rest of the group echoed with a hey laugh.

At this moment, under the dark night outside the camp, a terrible 'whoosh' sound was heard in the distance. At the same time, in the snow around the camp, pairs of green eyes shone wildly in the dark night, followed by the sound of brushing.

"There are wolves...... Quickly meet the ......" Several Turks were frightened at once, and all those dirty thoughts before were thrown out of the clouds, and those pairs of eyes pierced their hearts. The dense green wolf eyes and the sound of the wolves running quickly made the Turks, who were familiar with the steppe wolves, roughly estimate the number of wolves in an instant. They were frightened by the conclusion that the wolf pack numbered more than three hundred.

One by one, the Turks were awakened from their sleep, and then quickly picked up the scimitars around them and rushed out, it was not good to deal with the wolves, especially the bows and arrows that had approached the camp, the distance was too short and the night was shrouded, so that the Turks could only use short-bladed scimitars to deal with them. However, the remaining Turks in the camp are all old and weak, women and children, and the really powerful young and strong have already launched a war against the Tang Dynasty with the war horn of Jieli Khan, so even if it is a large tribe with thousands of felt tents, there are only four or five hundred people who can really fight at this time, and this is still left to prevent accidents.

In the face of so many wolves, these people can only protect people, as for livestock, they don't have that energy, or are there those slaves of the Tang Dynasty, let them resist the wolves and protect the cattle and sheepfold? The Turks could not trust the slaves. So for a while, the Turkic camp was in chaos, and the horses, cattle and sheep locked in the pen began to jump and collide wildly after being frightened, and the temporary horse and sheep pen was knocked open in a few clicks, and a large herd of cattle and sheep and horses began to wreak havoc in the camp, and the stampede began to escalate.

The Turks were busy protecting their people, surrounding the boys and children in the middle, while the young men with scimitars were in the middle, and the women and the old men were on the periphery. These people will firmly protect the children and teenagers in the middle, they are the future of the tribe, while the women and the old people are ready to sacrifice, the women can be found, the old ones are just eating and not drying, these people can be abandoned.

The wolves began to attack, and Sensen's wolf teeth hung down with water, green eyes, and strong limbs and minions. In the camp, the Turks who were a little farther away were thrown directly to the ground, and then they were greeted by the sharp teeth of the wolves, and for a while the screams of horror resounded in the camp.

A Turk, wielding a scimitar in his hand and holding a child in his arms, was approaching the central crowd. It was behind him, a wolf quietly pounced, pounced on his back, and then the wolf kiss bit directly towards his neck.

A look of despair flashed in the Turk's eyes, followed by a hysterical madness, and he suddenly rolled on the ground, and then threw the child in his arms behind him, to the other wolf that was pounced on the other side. Clutching the scimitar in his hand, he half-knelt at the steppe wolf that had slipped off his back. The child who was thrown out cried, as if he knew what was about to greet him, and his immature face was full of horror and fear, and for a while he was incontinent, and a stench spread.

If it were a human, maybe it would be dirty, but there was a wolf on the other side, and he didn't care about the smell of feces and urine, opened the wolf's kiss, and his sharp teeth flashed a fierce cold light in the distant firelight, and then he bit down on the child's neck, and suddenly the red blood shot out, and the child's crying stopped abruptly.

On the other side, the Turks were confronting the wolf, but when they heard the child's voice disappear all of a sudden, they knew that something was wrong, and they waved the scimitar in their hands and began to turn around and flee.

It's just that the position behind him is so big, how can he protect it all? A wolf pounced from another corner and bit his thigh in one fell swoop, and this one was so cruel that it tore off two fist-sized pieces of flesh. The Turk immediately fell to the ground, and at the moment of pounce, the two wolves behind him also pounced, one wolf directly bit his arm holding the scimitar, and with a click, the joint of the wrist was bitten off, and the scimitar fell to the ground with a clatter.

After that, he only felt a pain in his neck, and he didn't make a sound anymore.

The wolves worked together to hunt the lone Turks in the camp, and the rapid screams meant the loss of one evil life after another, and most of the Turks gathered at the central fire, and by the light of the fire, they saw a flash of black shadows between the felt tents, and a pair of green eyes that thought about them. (To be continued......)