Quietly, the wolves began to touch the obstacles, and instead of howling or roaring, they quietly watched the gathered human position with their green eyes.

They've waited long enough, hungry.

The firewood in the camp was almost burned, and the fire was getting dimmer and dimmer, and the wolf king looked at these tired prey, although they had something that made a loud noise, and killed many of their subordinates, but the harvest was also huge, and the corpses of twenty or so humans were enough to fill the stomachs of most of the members of the wolf pack.

Food is becoming increasingly scarce in this forest, and it doesn't know what overbreeding of a population is, but it can also know that dying some wolves will help it survive better.

It wandered around the camp, looking for the weakest spot.

In the constant howling and wandering of the wolves, no soldier could really fall asleep, and even if Burton gave the order to rest half of the people, he was always awakened by the wolf howl, and his brain was even more chaotic.

Two soldiers were responsible for the defense of the eastern side of the camp, the least attacked position by the wolves, and the negligent and exhausted soldiers were almost unable to raise their heads.

The wolf king obviously sensed this opportunity, of course he knew when the best time to attack, just like hunting sheep, by the way, on the cliffs of the plateau lived a herd of mountain goats, they always drove them together, and the constant attacks forced those goats to rest day and night, and the attack in the early morning always achieved great results.

As the strongest wolf of the pack, the most agile leader, it took its most familiar brother, and with the help of the shadow of the light, it burst out in an instant, and played the prelude to the final hunt.

When the wolf king's foul mouth had bitten into a soldier who couldn't hold it, the other soldiers finally spotted the wolf's attack.

"Enemy attack!"

Bang!

The sound of gunfire was the best signal, and the soldiers reacted instantly, but seven of the most ferocious wolves had already rushed into the crowd and began to bite.

"Whew......"

On the distant hill, the wolf howl was so loud that it spread throughout the area, it was the signal to charge, and more timberwolves began to move.

"Light the fire! Stop more wolves from getting closer!"

Burton shook his head with a bit of a headache and shouted.

"Gore, where did these wolves come from?"

He could hear the screams of the soldiers and the sound of panicked gunfire.

"It's the east, sir, a wolf has broken through the defense, I'll immediately lead someone to the top!"

The wood and fish oil piled up on the periphery played a big role at this time, and exploded instantly in the ignition of the musket, and I don't know how many timberwolves that crossed the line were blown away, and with the spread of fish oil, a musket was formed, directly blocking the attack route of the wolves.

No matter how authoritative the wolf king is, it is impossible to curb the instincts of these beasts.

After solving the rest of the place, Gordon also led the people to the east, which was a breach, as long as they blocked that side and held out until dawn, these forest wolves could no longer be so comfortable under human guns.

"Ignite the wood!"

"Ignite the wood!"

Gore shouted as he rushed over with his soldiers, as more wolves pounced on the line as the line was breached, and no one even had time to light the fish oil.

The line of fire was spreading from other places, but it was too slow, and no less than fifteen wolves had already broken in.

Soldiers were constantly retreating towards the back, compressing the space for more people and annoying the soldiers who came to support behind.

"Go up, don't go back, give me the top!"

When Gordon arrived, he saw a very chaotic scene, people were running around, being pounced on by these timberwolves, and Gore was leading his soldiers to form a second line of defense, and then shouted orders for the survivors to evacuate to the inside of the line.

Seeing a steady stream of wolves rushing in, Gordon raised his hand and aimed at the buckets of fish oil.

Rumble!

The explosion of gunpowder spread the flames even further, and the walls of fire in the camp finally joined in a straight line, and the wolves began to retreat because they could no longer see their wolf king.

About twenty wolves were trapped within the wall of fire, and Gore's defenses were ready, and there were soldiers pounced on by the wolves, but they couldn't take care of it.

"Ready!"

Rows of soldiers half-crouched, a little unbearable, watching those unfortunate soldiers, being bitten by wolves, screaming in pain, not yet dead.

"These people are already hopeless, fire!"

Gore gritted his teeth and gave the order to fire!

Bang bang bang......

The sound of the gunfire reminded that the row of timberwolves in front of them fell directly, and they heard the gunshots and wanted to run back, but they were blocked by the wall of fire.

"Woo~Woo......"

The wolf king howled, and he was still gathering his men, but the scene was undoubtedly desperate, and there were wolf howls around to respond, but they did not cross the ring of fire again.

The most ferocious and fierce head wolf seemed to be about to match the size of a lioness, and it was so conspicuous that Gore almost instantly realized that it was a head wolf.

It bared its teeth at the crowd, but it didn't attack again, it wandered, finally a little frightened, and the whole situation was out of control.

"Kill it!"

The soldiers showed no mercy, and the second row of soldiers stepped forward and raised their muskets.

"Fire!"

More wolves fell, lying on the ground gasping for breath, mingling with the corpses of human soldiers.

The wolf king has already left two blood holes on his body, his steps seem to be a little floating, and his mouth is already full of blood, and its ferocity is undiminished.

It roared loudly, no longer the low roar that came out of its throat like it used to get, and then dragged the last of its strength towards the soldiers, nay, probably towards Gore, the man who kept calling the shots.

"Be careful!"

Gordon shouted, then pulled out another musket.

Bang!

The shot hit the wolf king in the air, opening a large hole in its skull.

"Fire!"

Gore was taken aback, but he was still calmly giving orders.

Bang bang bang!!

There was no greater suspense, and after the dense gunfire, there was no longer any wolf that could stand, and the nearest wolf was directly beaten into a sieve.

"It's over. ”

Gradually, some soldiers put down their guns in a bit of a daze, then wiped the sweat from their foreheads, and looked at the corpses all over the ground indifferently.

Dozens of wolf corpses were thrown out of the wall of fire, including the wolf king, of course.

This scene frightened the wolves, cut off by the wall of fire, until dawn.

There was nothing left in the camp except the debris of the fire and the corpses all over the ground, and the surrounding wolves had lost their tracks, lost the call of the wolf king, and they gave up this hard bone and went their separate ways.

"Dispose of the dead bodies on the spot and get out of here. ”

Burton scratched the back of his head in some irritation, making his otherwise well-organized hair a lot messy.