Sun Ran led a hundred hunters to follow the traces in the forest all the way.

These hundred people, after several months of hard training, have grown into a qualified warrior, at this time advancing in the forest, silent, with a suppressed momentum, where they passed, insects and birds were forbidden to sing, and wild beasts fled.

The momentum formed by a hundred people was already strong enough to make the sensitive beasts feel the danger.

A Night Moon Demon Leopard, known for its ferocity and fierceness, poked its head out of the bushes and quietly glanced at the passing Terran team, but instead of roaring to defend its territory as before, it retracted its head without saying a word, and there was another rustling sound in the bushes, and the demon leopard quietly ran away.

Along the way, it is all such a scene, it is really the crossing of the human race, and the beasts are easy!

The Highland Hunters have been hunting with all their strength during this time, and their perception has been very sharp, and when they see this situation, they suddenly feel a strong confidence in their hearts.

The leader is right, as long as they stick together, they can defeat all opponents!

In the forest, werewolves are very arrogant, and their opponents are only elves, so they rarely hide their traces, so they are very easy to track.

After a day of huntsmanship, a large low-lying valley appeared in the distance, and in the middle of the valley there was a large bonfire, on which many wild beasts were roasted, and one of them was the corpse of a human race.

There are many werewolves around the campfire, numbering about two hundred, and there are many caves dug out of the stone walls around the campfire, which are supposed to be the werewolves' dwelling.

Depending on the situation, the werewolves are preparing to eat.

"Okay, this is the downwind outlet, don't worry about them smelling us, just rest in place!" Sun Ran gestured. Speak sign language.

Now it is cold weapon combat, and hot weapons are not the same concept at all, they need to fight, in addition to strong courage, but also need physical strength.

The hunters sat down and pulled out the dried strips of meat. He put it in his mouth and chewed it with the water in his skin.

Ten minutes later, the hunters had filled their stomachs, sat down on the ground one by one, and began to regain their strength after a day's travel.

Time passed slowly, and the moon slowly rose from the treetops to the middle of the sky.

A bright moon, as bright as jade.

The werewolves in front of them began to go into the cave to rest, and only the two werewolves who were on duty at night were still awake, so they sat by the campfire and chatted. From time to time, there is a low laugh of 'whirl-ha-ha'.

Sun Ran stood up and patted the hunters on the shoulders one by one, waking everyone up.

Soon, the team of hunters is ready to go!

Sun Ran gestured again, pointed to various locations around the bottom of the werewolf valley, and began to lay out a sneak attack plan.

After everything was arranged, Sun Ran put on the elf armor and took the elf bow. Lightly touched a piece of high ground next to the Werewolf Valley, half an hour later. He heard a few night owl cries from all over the forest, and knew the hunters were ready.

So, he suddenly stood up, deliberately showed his figure, opened his bow and arrows, and aimed at a werewolf by the campfire.

'Whoosh' an arrow sounded. The werewolf sentry who was chatting collapsed, and an arrow shot through his eye, peeking through the back of his head.

The other werewolf sentry was startled, and when he turned his head, he saw one above the lair. A figure in elven armor with an elven bow in hand stood there, aiming at him.

"Ah~ The elves are here! The elves are coming! The sentry shouted in fright.

In the forest, werewolves are not afraid of anything else, they are afraid of elves, especially elves with bows. The other party is dressed in elf equipment, and the arrows shoot so accurately, it is absolutely elf!

As soon as he shouted, the entire werewolf lair was alarmed, and in one cave after another, werewolves continued to rush out in a panic, crashing everywhere in the dark night.

"Where? Where? Where are the elves! ”

"Ah~ I'm going to shred the elves!"

"Ah, I see them, there are elves everywhere! We've been sneak attacked, run! Come on! ”

Just when the werewolf's lair was chaotic, Sun Ran began to rain arrows at the werewolves, and the hunters hidden in the dense forest also drew their bows.

These bows were newly made in the village of Highlands, and there were only about twenty of them for the time being, and they were used by the most talented hunters in archery.

Each hunter with a bow hides in different positions and shoots arrows, giving the werewolves the illusion that they are on all sides.

The werewolves became even more chaotic, rushing left and right in the darkness of the night, scurrying around, completely confused.

"Ao~" A werewolf rushed out of the lair and fled into the dense forest, but soon, a terrible scream came from the dense forest.

Because they instinctively fled along the path in the woods, and in the path there were already hunters in ambush and set deadly traps.

These brainless werewolves ran out and crashed into the trap, and the result can be imagined.

The screams from the dense forest made the werewolves even more panicked, they didn't know how many elves came, and they didn't know what kind of danger was hidden in the dense forest, they only saw their companions falling from arrows one by one, and they heard the roar of arrows in their ears, and the screams of their companions who were dying!

This feeling of helplessness caused the werewolf group to collapse, and each time the werewolf let out a frantic howl in their throats, and without looking at the road, they randomly rushed into the dense forest from all directions.

In the whole process, not a single werewolf resisted, they had a strong force, but they let the weak Terrans kill, like a ridiculous farce.

The one-sided slaughter lasted for more than half an hour, and the entire werewolf lair finally fell silent. On the ground, about one hundred and eighty werewolf corpses were left. In the entire lair, less than twenty werewolves escaped!

The werewolves did not dare to return to their lair, but fled from a distance, howling in terror all the way.

"We've won, come out." Sun Ran laughed, this was really an easy battle.

The Highland Hunters came out of their hideouts and gathered around the Highlands, looking at their leader with adoration in their eyes.

This sneak attack plan was his designation, and they carried it out faithfully, never expecting such a miraculous effect.

Sun Ran looked down at his subordinates, stretched out his fingers and knocked on his head, and said in a deep voice: "Do you see it?" That's the power of wisdom! It is the most powerful, terrifying, and invincible force in the world, and the most precious gift from the Creator! ”

"Wisdom! Wisdom! Wisdom! The Highland hunters shouted, their eyes growing more and more frenzied.

"Now, chop off the werewolf's head with the werewolf's claws, pile it in a pile, push it on the skull, and plant the flag of our Highland Hunter!"

The hunters immediately complied.

Soon, one hundred and eighty wolf heads were cut off and pushed into a hill on which was planted a flag of animal skin, made of branches, with the emblem of a rudimentary sword and bow drawn in wolf blood.

"Okay, set fire here, the corpses of werewolves are all food, take as much as you can, and burn everything you can't take away!" Sun Ran continued.

There was a ready-made bonfire in the lair, and the hunters, carrying out the orders of their leader, burned the werewolf's lair, and then more than a hundred hunters returned with a large bag of wolf meat on their backs.

Eventually, everything in the lair was reduced to ashes, and the only thing intact was the hill of werewolf heads.

They speak silently of the horrors of the Highland Hunters!

Shortly after the hunter left, the werewolves, who had just escaped, sneaked back, and what they saw was such a terrible scene.

"No, they're not elves, elves aren't so cruel!"

"It's the Terrans, I smell them, it's not ordinary Terrans, it's the smell of the Highland Hunters!"

"Why are they so powerful?"

"Why ......."

The werewolves could not comprehend this change of the Terrans, and they wandered around the lair for a while, and finally had no choice but to leave and join other werewolf tribes.

The terrible legend of the Highland Hunters was also passed on by them, and they did change the name of the Highland Hunters, but instead of the Stalkers, they were called the 'Highland Killers'!

This was not something Sun Ran could have predicted, and he returned to Highland Village with the hunters.

The Highland Village continues to grow, and hunters are no longer disturbed by werewolves in their hunting operations in the forest.

As time passed, a new question surfaced, and that was the foundation of a race that was truly based on the continent: magic.

In this world, only with magic can the Terrans truly compete with other races.

Magic is the foundation of any race! (To be continued......)