Chapter Twenty-Four: The Winter Wolf Retreats
Just when Ji Wuwu was crooked, on the other side of the canyon, some huge figures appeared. The pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info it was a creature that was even bigger than the elephant in the original time and space, and looked very similar to the mammoth. Facing these guys with an average of 5 or 6 meters, Ji Wuwu suddenly felt that his city wall was a little short.
When the giant beast approached, on its shoulders and back, Ji Wuwu saw some figures that were much smaller than the giant beasts, holding some glittering cold throwing spears, and some strange bow-like tools.
Are these the achievements of that King William in the past 30 years? It seems that the place where he came from has limited scientific and technological strength! However, the other party's military level is much stronger than that of a layman like me! After watching those people from the Bauhinia tribe pass the tricolor banner on the giant beast and issue a simple order to make the giant beast herd line up in an inverted V-shaped formation, Ji Wuwu had to express his admiration. This method of using the giant beast as a warship, he didn't see it, and I'm afraid he couldn't think of it for a long time.
Fortunately, people's memories are limited, even if you have a large brain capacity, how much knowledge of civilized society can you remember? And I have the support of the fate system, and the knowledge of any civilized society is at my disposal, and at this point, you will definitely be defeated! Because of the requirements of the fate system for upgrading, the Bauhinia tribe must be Ji Wuwu's biggest opponent in the land of God's forsaken. Therefore, as soon as they met, Ji Wuwu began to judge the advantages and disadvantages between the two.
Criticize yourself yourself, how can there be fairness at all. As soon as they met, they set a comment on each other's must-lose. But Ji Wuwu is in the bottom of her heart, and she is still quite scruple about this opponent. According to his secret speculation, the more time passes, the better his chances of victory, and if he starts a war now, he will definitely lose. Therefore, for this battle, he unconsciously favored the winter wolf pack in his heart.
At this time, on this side of the canyon, the winter wolf pack finally arrived, and 30,000 elite wolf soldiers who had been trained for ten years, under the command of the wolf howl, began to divide into small groups of wolves, rushing towards the belly of the giant beast. The behemoth, on the other hand, is on the lookout and starts a game of stomping on rats to stop the wolves. The two clans have dealt with each other countless times, and they are no longer familiar with each other's methods, so as soon as they get on the field, there is no temptation, and the war directly enters the white heat.
In a head-on confrontation, the winter wolf is not the opponent of the giant beast at all, and when the winter wolf rushes into the belly of the giant beast, the giant beast becomes the prey of the winter wolf.
When facing the giant beast, the winter wolf always has several heads, one attracts the attention of the giant beast, causing the giant beast to attack, and the other few wait for the opportunity to enter the belly of the giant beast and attack its weak link. I have to say that in the long-term hunting activities, the winter wolves have developed a good combat quality, and they have used this targeted tactic very well, and once controlled the battle loss ratio at one to one.
But when the humans above the behemoth waved the banner again and began to fully intervene in the war, the situation changed. Humans are high above the giant beasts, throwing spears in their hands and attacking wantonly, inflicting huge casualties on the winter wolves. Often, before the winter wolf rushed in front of the giant beast, a few were killed by humans, and the remaining one or two did not pose a threat to the giant beast.
Looking at the drastically reduced number of people, the wolf king stood on the corpse of the giant beast and let out a long howl after hunting a giant beast alone at his own speed. The winter wolves gradually broke away from the entanglement of the giant beast and retreated towards the western wilderness.
In this battle, which lasted less than three hours, 2,000 behemoths fell, and 10,000 winter wolves were left behind. Behemoths mainly die during the first wave of Winter Wolves, and most of the Winter Wolves die after humans strike. Looking at the young face on the giant beast that issued the command flag, Ji Wuwu could clearly feel that the peaceful days in the western wilderness were not long.
"Let's go!" The battle between the Winter Wolf and the Behemoth was over, but the battle with the Wild Men of the West had only just begun. According to the past practice, the wolf king will only lead 10,000 elite subordinates back to his habitat. The remaining 10,000 crippled and weak winter wolves will be freed in the western wilderness and left to fend for themselves.
For the wild people of the Changhe Plains who have giant beasts, of course 10,000 winter wolves don't look at it, but in the western wilderness, this number of winter wolves is an existence that costs human lives. Fortunately, Huaxia City has already been built, and there are tall walls to block it, even if there are not many people, they will definitely be able to block them!?
After the battle with the Winter Wolves, the Third Legion of Behemoths returned to a huge tribe under the leadership of the new warrior Hale of the Long River Field. After arranging his subordinates to the station, Hale came alone to the largest tent of the tribe, and after taking a deep breath, he walked in with a calm face.
As soon as he entered the tabernacle, a wine glass smashed into his forehead. Blood flowed from his forehead, but he didn't dare to wipe it, just knelt there on one knee without saying a word.
A suppressed voice of anger roared low. "Hall, do you think that if you are my son, I will not kill you! I will tell you now, I am the king of this long river field, and I can kill anyone!"
As he spoke, the owner of the angry voice took the knight's sword in his hand and slowly walked towards Hall.
Hall still didn't say anything, just closed his eyes and waited quietly for the other party to arrive.
"William, why are you like this, he's your only son!" Just then, a fair-skinned woman with blond hair burst into the tent, and she grabbed Hall in front of the knight's sword, glaring at William and questioning him.
"Lisa, get out of the way, let me put him to death, he disobeyed the orders of the only king of the Fields of the River, this is a sin that needs his blood to wash away!" Putting his sword on the ground, William, the king of the Plains, said angrily to his wife.
"I won't let you, you say, which wild woman in the tribe you have a crush on, and you want to kill your son, is it to make way for your future children!
"How could I possibly fall in love with these barbarians, all right, Lisa, this kid is spoiled by you. This time, I must educate him well, otherwise in the future, when we leave, how can I rest assured that the inheritance will be handed over to him. William's anger dissipated at once when he was troubled by his wife, and he kicked the knight's sword in front of him, and punched and kicked his son.
"What is there to be a wild king in a wild land. My son has the blood of the noble Bauhinia family, and he will go back to inherit the Bauhinia family in the future!" Lisa said of her family, with a proud expression on her face.