Wolves are very patient animals, and when they hunt, they can stalk their prey for days on end until the best time comes. ⊙, but today the wolves obviously had little patience, maybe because they were hungry, maybe they were hungry, and after only a few minutes of stalemate, they began to rush to attack.

Zhuoka, who had not moved at all, suddenly opened his eyes, and the bow and arrow in his hand instantly turned into a full moon and pointed to the side. Following her arrow, a brown wolf came out of the fog and confronted Djoka.

The wolf was tall and muscular, with eyes as cold as frost, and stood motionless five meters from the djoka, fearless in the face of the bow and arrow. Zoka did not release the arrow immediately, but maintained the posture of opening the bow and slowly crouched down.

Her movements were slow, slow, unsluggish, calm as water, and the arrows were pointed at the brown wolf's eyebrows throughout.

Suddenly, her body fell forward as if she had been pushed, and she was in mid-air, and her waist twisted, and she made a turn backwards, and opened her bow face up instead. At the same time, a gray wolf silently swept past the horse in the fog behind her, pounced.

In a flash of cold light, feathered arrows shot out from below, hitting the gray wolf's chest and piercing the heart, and the dying wolf fell to the ground with a wail.

As soon as the wolves moved to the ground, Zoka's back hit the ground, and another wolf jumped close to the ground, opened its mouth and bit her neck. The black cloud could see clearly from above, hissed, and bit the back of the wolf's neck fiercely, and the wolf's neck was bitten off with both jaws forced, and the corpse was thrown out like a broken pocket.

As soon as Zoka struck a blow, countless roars suddenly sounded around him, filling his mind, and he didn't know how many wolves were lurking in the mist, all of them were close at hand.

"Let's go!" Djoka held the ground with one palm, his body turned back and spun on the horse's back, and with a loud shout, the black cloud immediately broke away and ran wildly. As soon as the horses started, several wolves pounced in the air, roared and turned to chase after them.

As soon as the black cloud ran a few steps, the fog on both sides began to roll violently, and two wolves pounced on both sides at the same time. Zoka was short, hid in the stirrups and dodged, and killed one of them with a bow.

Sitting back in the saddle, Zoka was taken aback, the fog that had been as calm as water was now tumbling violently like a surge, and the road ahead was like a ghost, and a pair of scarlet wolf eyes loomed behind the fog.

Then wolves appeared, chasing through the mist, and the black clouds ran faster and faster, letting out an uneasy hiss from time to time. In the fog, the sight can't reach far, and the wolves can't catch up with them so wildly, but if they miss a little, they may crash into the big tree.

At this time, Zoka was so focused on exploring the road that she could no longer fire her bow and arrows, her brows were furrowed, and her expression was solemn, she never imagined that this road would be so difficult to walk.

There are too many wolves, and if it goes on like this, it won't last long, and at the same time, a question came to her mind, she is very familiar with this pine forest, when did there be so many wolves? Nature has its own laws, the number of predators in a piece of land depends on the number of prey, so many wolves, this forest simply cannot be fed, unless......

Unless these wolves specialize in eating people!

Thinking of this, Zoka shuddered.

At this moment, there was a sudden sound of horses' hooves in front of him, dense as rain, as if a large group of men and horses were coming, and Zhuoka breathed a sigh of relief when he heard it.

The next moment, as soon as the fog was in front of him, a heavily armed cavalry team rushed out, and Zoka hurriedly took the crooked horse's head to the side.

This is a mixed regular cavalry unit, all dressed in black armor, with shield warriors in front, great swordsmen in the center, and finally a dozen archers pressing into formation, and the whole team is murderous. They swept past Droka and charged at the wolves, who quickly turned his horse and chased after him.

These people were wearing King Gilneth ** suits, and they were probably the sentinels she was looking for.

The wolves couldn't compete with the formed cavalry at all, and as soon as they rushed up, the hundreds of wolves chasing after them immediately dispersed, escaped into the fog on both sides, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

"Stop." The leading warrior raised his fist and shouted to stop, and the cavalry immediately gathered their horses, gathered together, and looked back at the chasing girl Zhuoka.

"Girl, this forest has been overrun by wild beasts, and is no longer suitable for hunting." The cavalry captain took off his helmet, revealing a young and handsome face, and shouted at Djoka.

Zoka had never seen such a handsome and mighty man, and his face turned red involuntarily when he was stared at. However, she had something important to do, so she hurriedly tried to calm her somewhat disordered breathing, and came to the cavalry captain on horseback, and asked, "Are you the Gilneth sentry of the Broken Leaf Sentry?"

The cavalrymen laughed in a friendly way, and the young and handsome captain stroked his chest and nodded.

Zoka's heart fell to the ground, and he hurriedly said, "I am a resident of the Alterac Mountains, and our village is at war with the Syndicate bandits, and I want to ask for your help."

The cavalry captain's smile disappeared when he heard this, and he shook his head after a little thought, "It's a pity that our duty is to guard the country, and we don't have the right to fight across the border, I'm afraid we can't help you." ”

Zhuoka was in a hurry, and she didn't care about the old village chief's instructions at the moment, so she directly showed out her hole cards. "If you help us fight off the Syndicate bandits, we can join Gilneth with the land and the people, so it won't be considered a crossing, right?"

"This ......" the cavalry captain was embarrassed and hesitated.

"My lord, we are all fellow human beings, you can't die without help!" Zoka was so anxious that he grabbed the captain's reins and questioned loudly.

When the cavalry captain heard this, he glanced at his subordinates, and when he saw that everyone was nodding, his eyes immediately became firm, and he looked at Zhuoka and said in a deep voice: "The military situation is urgent, hurry up and lead the way!"

"Hey!" Zoka was overjoyed, and with the reins, the black clouds immediately ran back the way they came. It's been so long, and the villagers don't know what the casualties are, so they have to rush back to support as soon as possible.

The captain raised his sword, and the cavalry immediately lined up in a column, following closely behind the black clouds, and the group began to march rapidly in the fog forest, covered with the faint blue moonlight.

At the same time, on the hills of Hillsbrad, there was another group of people on the way, all of them wearing blue power suits, with bows and swords crossed behind them, this dress was unique to Azeroth, the Shushan Vengeance Army of the Arathi Basin.

The team consisted of only four people, led by a young man who was followed by two men and one woman. They maintained a moderate pace, running slowly, and from time to time they climbed to the top of a gently sloping hill and began to stop and observe.

Tonight is the middle of the month, and the blue moon hangs high in the sky, dyeing the mountains and rivers and the earth blue. As far as the eye can see, rolling hills to the north, endless forests to the west, and the majestic Alterac Mountains to the east.

After looking at the direction, the young Avenger Squad leader was about to lead the team down the hill, when suddenly a "black spot" moving at high speed in the distance caught his attention.

The other three paused to watch, and the female soldier asked, "Captain Faeron, it seems to be a cavalry cluster, could it be the Syndicate bandits?"

The squad leader known as Feron nodded, his face becoming serious, and his gaze followed the "black spot" until it disappeared into the Alterac Mountains.

"Let's take a look." With a short and powerful order, Faeron led the team down the hill and began to run forward at full speed. (To be continued.) )