In the dark night, the "whoosh" cry was getting closer and closer, and a pair of eyes could already be seen flashing cold, rushing towards the city wall.

"The Wind Wolf is coming!"

Someone shouted loudly to remind his companions.

"Let's go down and kill these damned wolf cubs first, and then we can rest for a while. Shamanha said.

He Leng was a little puzzled, and said suspiciously: "Since these monsters are going to attack every six months, why don't you build the city wall taller and make more preparations?

"This kind of thinking of yours, the ancestors of our clan have long considered it, and even paid practical actions, but in the end, without exception, they will break through the defense line, and the height of the city wall is not the key to determining the outcome of this war at all. And what you see now, it's just some of their vanguard troops, who came to take the lead, and when they get to the back, when those high-level monsters come, they will unite with these vanguard troops to show a very mysterious combined attack formation, so we must kill the monsters who arrived first before those high-level monsters arrive, otherwise when all those high-level monsters are gathered, at that time, no matter how strong this city is, it will be broken by them in one fell swoop. ”

Shamanha was covered in blood, stepped on the edge of the city wall, turned around and smiled: "These experiences are accumulated by our ancestors over thousands of years with countless blood, yes, follow me to kill......!"

He jumped off the wall with laughter, rushed into the pack of wind wolves, and slaughtered indiscriminately.

He Leng lowered his eyebrows and muttered in a low voice: "It seems that this time, I am also going to go on a killing spree! It's okay, after half a year of killing, I don't know how far my strength will progress by then?"

He also stepped out of the city wall in one step, flew down, and the blood stained on his clothes rose into the air through him, like raindrops sprinkled into the sky, and before his body landed, a sword qi had swept out, cutting the dozen or so wind wolves below him into several petals, and then his body fell to the ground, joining the chaos of the battle......

After a few days, these wind wolves finally gradually became fewer, and the shaman pulled He Leng, and the two of them quickly retreated into the city......

"Okay, it's finally time to rest, you should hurry up and rest for a few days, there are still many big battles waiting for us in the future." He replied and walked towards the beacon.

He Leng thought about it, so he didn't go with him anymore, but walked to his own residence in the city, after more than ten days of continuous fighting, his body was already stained with blood, he wanted to go back to clean his body, and then eat a big meal!

"Change the guard!"

Behind him, there was the shouting of the leaders changing their guards, He Leng smiled slightly, and quickly disappeared into the dim street lamp......

Shamanha also returned, took off his bloody clothes and threw them away, and after eating a big meal, he fell asleep.

So the first month passed in this kind of killing, changing guards, eating and sleeping......

He Leng stood on the wall, watching the warriors who had been replaced behind him disperse one by one from exhaustion, and his eyes changed from the initial concern to the current indifference, he had gradually become accustomed to it!

"I don't know how Sister Yu and Little Baihua are doing with the dwarf clan these days?" He Leng said to himself.

Shamanha is taking a note of the number of people damaged in the battle: "The battle lasted for a whole month, and our people lost nineteen warriors and seventy-one wounded, including eight who were missing arms and legs. It is estimated that this number should be controlled within 500 in the next battle, and then it can be recuperated after half a year. Hmm! Yes, those injured warriors can finally marry and have children with peace of mind and enjoy their old age!" After speaking, a look of envy appeared in his eyes.

He Leng glanced at him with a complicated expression, he had learned a lot since these days, and knew that most of these warriors had never married a wife, not because they didn't want to start a family, but because they were afraid that they would be unable to show their hands and feet in this kind of battle after marrying a wife and having children, and they were even more afraid that they would become orphans and widows once they died in battle, so an invisible agreement had already been formed between them, that is, those who were injured in the battle and eliminated. Logistics personnel who have lost their combat effectiveness will consider their own lifelong events, so as to complete the mission of passing on the lineage. That's right, in their opinion, this is a kind of mission, a mission to keep the race going, there is no love, there is no other......

Because of this conceptual difference, there is a gap between the dwarves and the dwarfs, and although the two races still have dealings with each other, the relationship is no longer as close as it was thousands of years ago, as can be seen from the clear distinction between the two races in this annual war.

Legend has it that thousands of years ago, these two races lived together and fought together to resist the onslaught of these monsters, and now they are ......

"Don't worry, the conditions on the dwarf tribe's side are much better than ours, I believe that Miss Ye Yu and that little snake must be happier over there than here. The shaman's voice woke He Leng from his contemplation, and then he was silent for a moment and continued, "Actually, when Miss Anne invited you to be a guest of the dwarf before the night came, you should have agreed. ”

"I agreed!" He Leng saw two women, one moving and one still, one large and one small, with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

"But what you promised was half a year from now, when the day had come!" said Shamanha with a wry smile.

He sneered and didn't say anything, he looked outside the city, and after a while, his brows suddenly furrowed, and he wondered: "Strange, aren't those wind wolves almost killed by us?

Hearing this, Shaman Ha looked at it intently, and immediately said in the same surprise: "These are not wind wolves, although they are also wolves...... I can't explain so much at once, in short, this group of wolves is different from the previous batch of wolves, you don't go down yet, stay here and see how we deal with them. With that, he jumped off the wall.

He Leng was about to jump down to kill the enemy, and when he heard the words, he paused to watch, only to see that this batch of monsters was really different from the batch they had killed before, although the previous batch of wind wolves was ferocious, but when they died, they died, and the soldiers even got them back as rations when they cleaned up the battlefield. And now this batch, although they are also the appearance of wolves, He Liang found that although they were killed, but at the moment of death, their whole bodies suddenly turned into a kind of energy, and the energy quickly gathered, and in just a while, it returned to the appearance of a wolf, exactly the same as the one that was killed before.

"What kind of monster is this?" He Leng was taken aback.

I saw that Shamanha killed the same wolf five times in a row, and the wolf-like monster turned into a puff of smoke and completely dissipated.

"It turns out that this thing will come back from the dead, and it needs to be killed several times before it can be completely killed!" He Leng suddenly realized, and felt very curious for a while, he jumped off the city wall, found a strange wolf that was relatively close to him, and chopped it with a sword.

With a sword shot, He Leng only felt that the sword in his hand seemed to be pierced on a pile of cotton wool, and the wolf contracted around the skin pierced by the sword, and then broke away from He Leng's sword, turned his head and pounced on him, the part that had just been stabbed by the bronze sword actually caused a wave of ripples, and there was not even a wound left, He Leng was stunned, and the wolf had already pounced on his shoulder and bit down on his neck.

He Leng didn't check for a while and was thrown to the ground by it, and when he saw it biting his neck, he hurriedly reached out to stop it, and was bitten on his arm by it with a poof......

In an instant, He Leng only felt that a torrent poured into his body from the place where he was bitten, and then that torrent mixed with the true element in his body, which instantly made him lose control of the small stream of true yuan in his body.

He Leng was shocked, and hurriedly backhanded a sword, stabbing a wolf head that bit on his arm and did not let go, and suddenly felt that the torrent stirred in the body suddenly loosened, and hurriedly used force again in his hand, and turned the sword in the wolf's head a few times, and saw that the skin on the surface of the strange wolf lying on his body was rapidly dissolving with lightning speed, and quickly transformed into energy, and in the blink of an eye, the whole wolf even the skin and bones all turned into a stream of liquid energy, and the liquid-like things inside this energy flowed rapidly, and then grew bones from there at a speed visible to the naked eye, internal organs, flesh and blood came out, and in a few breaths, the strange wolf that had just been killed by himself came back to life on the spot.

He Leng quickly retreated, there was no wound on his arm where he had just been bitten, if it weren't for the torrent still staying in his body and fighting with his True Yuan, he almost thought he was dreaming.

Fortunately, after suffering this loss, he was on guard, and the resurrected strange wolf was cut off by his sword without attacking a few times, and this repeated several times, and finally completely killed this damn strange wolf, and he secretly breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

He Leng transported the true yuan several times in a row, and the torrent in his body could not dissipate, and he suddenly knew that it was really quite troublesome to be bitten by this strange wolf like this, and it seemed that only after completely solving all these strange wolves would he have time to go to Uncle Ha for an antidote.

In an instant, He Leng, who had experienced countless battles in a month without even the slightest injury, was inspired by this group of strange wolves in his heart, and immediately shot with all his strength, these monsters with several lives in his hands, in an instant, as if chopping melons and vegetables, fell one after another......