While Payne and Roy were still in a stalemate with the Timberwolves, the two who were watching the battle just now had already returned to the mercenary camp. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Are you sure it's the old wolf king Hurricane, right?" Barber looked a little excited after hearing the report from the two.

"Sure, its sheer size and its pure white tail prove its identity, isn't it, Bernie. Kurt looked at his companion Bernie.

"That's right, I've seen it for the third time, I'm sure. Bernie affirmed.

"Gather the men immediately, and let anyone who is still in the camp, whatever they are, and if they still want to stay comfortably in the Seventh Regiment, let them roll over to me. Bobble gave the order decisively.

Kurt and Bernie answered, and immediately turned and left the leather tent.

As the leader of the 7th Regiment of the 8th Mercenary Battalion, Barber made an oath that he must fulfill, that is, to avenge the death of his men in the mouth of the storm. However, the old wolf king's vigilance far exceeded his expectations, several rounds were unsuccessful, and after that, even the shadow disappeared, this seemed to be a good opportunity, and he hoped that this time he could fulfill his oath.

In a short time, a dozen or so people gathered in the tent of the seventh regiment, and these people looked listless, yawning or sickly, and it was uncomfortable to look at.

Barber was helpless to see this, the mercenaries were the busiest when winter came, when the bounty hunters were basically hibernating, and the troops of the Alliance Army and the Holy See had gone to the northern fortress, so tasks such as escorting materials and destroying ferocious beasts would follow.

The 7th Regiment was basically sent out with all the ability, leaving only a few good hands and some mud that couldn't support the wall. But even so, it's enough to deal with some timberwolves. The premise is that the other party does not run.

"Give me some spirits!" Bobble snorted sternly, and when he saw that everyone immediately straightened their backs, he continued, "Pick up your weapons, and then follow me to exterminate the timberwolves, if you don't want to be drowned in the urine, you better not let me down!"

I was listless just now, but now I immediately became energetic, just like being beaten with chicken blood.

"Don't worry, chief, aren't they just a pack of big wolves. Said a man in his forties who looked like he could be taken away by the wind, with half of his bottle still exposed in his arms.

It's not that Barber didn't see it, but he knew that these subordinates in front of him were not incapable, even if they were drunk, they would immediately come alive when they smelled the battlefield.

But a long period of laziness has corroded their will, and if they go toe, a pack of wolves is no match for them, but they are facing a cunning wind.

"Miz, do you remember Mark, the Mark who saved your life on the battlefield. Bobble looked at Mitz, who seemed to be trying to dodge his eyes, "And you Piri, you! you, of course, and me." Bobble raised his hand and pointed to a few people, his tone becoming agitated, "Have you all forgotten... Did Mark get his neck bitten off by the wolf king?"

"I won't forget, sir. Miz took the bottle out of his arms, took two puffs, and tossed it aside.

"Mark gave you a second life, just to get you to pour a few more sips of wine down your throat!"

"I'm sorry, Chief, I... Miz lowered his head, and the words came to his lips and he swallowed them again.

"It's not me you're sorry for, Miz, you're sorry... It was Mark who gave a second life, and now... The wolf king who killed him was in the mountains and forests twenty miles away from the camp, and you want to see the beast that killed him continue to live!

"No!!" shouted the crowd in unison. They clutched a weapon tightly at their waists or behind their backs, and there was a sense of slaughter in their eyes, as if they were a group of daredevils who were not afraid of death.

"Then don't let me down, and don't let Mark's soul linger!" Barber Lake's blue eyes looked at each one of them one by one, and then nodded with satisfaction, "Let's go!"

......

From time to time, Payne looked at the rays of sunlight shining through the trees, and he was silently counting the time, and at this time, more than twenty minutes had passed since the last time he triggered the skill.

"Roy, I just considered your proposal, maybe you're right, we should take the initiative. Payne tucked the dagger back into his waist and raised the heavy saber over his shoulder.

Roy was slightly stunned, he had never heard anyone praise him, if this was a compliment. "What do you need me to do?"

"How about your right way to throw stones?" Payne pointed to the football-sized stone beside him.

"It's a pity that the selection of knights is not a stone, otherwise I would have been a knight master a long time ago. Roy said proudly.

"Huh... Then let me see. ”

Payne wanted to rush over and take the head of the old wolf king, but the dead leaves under his feet had already reached the surface of his feet, and he stepped on it and sank straight down, he was not sure that he was on this kind of ground... Thirty yards in five seconds.

What's more, rushing over without triggering the skill, the wolf king's guards are likely to pounce on him, even if he can successfully kill the wolf king, but after the skill effect disappears, he will most likely fall into the encirclement of the wolves, and when Roy kills a bloody way to come to support, his neck has already been bitten off.

And most importantly, he didn't think Roy could pick up a two- or three-hundred-pound trunk and run thirty yards to save himself, so... He didn't dare to bet on the unknown consequences, let alone hope that after the death of the wolf king, the wolves would flee immediately.

As for the breakout, Roy couldn't run naked, let alone holding a tree trunk.

Roy picked up the stone and slid it in his hand, "Which one do you think is not pleasing to the eye?"

"Of course, it's the biggest one. ”

'Woo', as soon as Payne's words fell, the stone broke through the air, and it thought of a precision-guided cannonball, heading straight for the old wolf king's front door.

"Whew. At the same time as the old wolf king screamed, Payne shouted pity, and the stone hit the old wolf king, but not in front of the door, but on the side.

I have to admit that the old wolf king's astuteness is indeed surprising, Payne dares to guarantee the ticket, if this stone is smashed by himself, his head must have blossomed, he didn't even see the trajectory of the stone, only to see the old wolf king's head tilted, and then a black shadow bounced away from its side, making a muffled sound of 'boom'.

Fortunately, the effect has been achieved, and the left side of the old wolf king's body is red, which shows that this smash is definitely not light.

"Ahh , the wolves did not retreat because of this, but rushed from all directions.

Roy threw the two stones in his hand quickly, and the two heads that rushed to the front suddenly burst into a cloud of blood mist and fell in response. Then he picked up the trunk at his feet and picked it up with a shout.