Chapter 19: Fighting the Jackals

Sitting on the ground, the four of them heard the movement, quickly packed up the water bags, and all the dry food surrounded Li Xueqing to take precautions. Slowly, I saw more than a dozen pioneer jackals coming out of the woods, but the forest was still rattling, and jackals kept coming out of the surrounding jungle after them.

The jackal has a silver-gray body and only a pinch of white hair at the center of the eyebrows. The second order of Warcraft, a single attack is not strong, using claws and fangs to attack, can cause trauma, except for the neck, by their sharp claws are either artery rupture or death, fangs bite you, then you are tragic, they will not let go when they die.

But if you're a martial artist, you don't have to be so sad. What to worry about is their terrifying numbers, you may not be afraid of being bitten in the arteries or cut by the claws, but facing countless wolves is like walking in a forest of scythes, leaving you with countless small wounds. Then he bled to exhaustion and died.

Now it depends on the number of these wolves, and the jackal pack is generally from a dozen to the largest in thousands. Seeing that the dozen or so jackals were already staring viciously at the five-person squad like prey, there was another rattle in the woods. A large number of back-up supporters followed the vanguard and surrounded the five people from all sides. For the time being, they have not yet attacked, waiting for their companions to gather.

Li Xueqing, as a newcomer who has just debuted, not to mention that she is still a woman, she has long been frightened in her heart. What made her heart even more stuffed was the continuous flow of jackals coming out of the woods. Look at the posture at least, three or four hundred, this is a medium-sized pack of jackals. Finally, out of the woods came a jackal that was half the size of the others. Seeing it coming, the jackals along the way hurriedly gave it a place.

This jackal has a white forehead and blue eyes. Its shimmering claws reflect the sunlight in other directions, and when you open its mouth, you can see that its fangs are deep and long. Glaring at the prey field, it suddenly raised its head and opened its mouth. There was a "whine......" sound. This is the autonomous communication of Warcraft, just like the Terrans communicate with their mouths, they also have their own language, but the outside world does not understand it.

Hearing the whining sound, all the jackals felt like they had been injected with chicken blood. Roar, clawing at the soil underground. Lower your front body and push your back legs. The body jumped up and rushed to the five. Except for the woman Li Xueqing, the other men of the five members of the Li family did not panic, guarding the woman in the middle, and the other four people each defended in one direction.

Li Ruobai, who had already held a knife in his hand, swept a thousand troops with a sweep in his hand, and the six jackals that pounced were all cut in two, and the knife in his hand was not an ordinary product. That's a strong person who injects powerful soul power into it, so that it will be indestructible and sharp. The soul soldiers created by the great supernatural can even cut through the blocked space, and if used properly, they can escape under the careslessness of the strong. Like the trapped Qinghe Fairy, if she has a handful, then she may be able to escape from the restraint space.

Some of the six wolves had severed their heads, and some had scattered their entrails and were lying on the ground with undigested food. Some of the broken claws were still clutching something in the air, and the sharp knives left a little life for Duan Cheng's two wolves, allowing them to continue to complete the unfinished attack, and a disgusting scene and smelly air made the woman squat on the ground with her head in her hands. Don't dare to look at it, in order to survive, the Terran Warcraft are all the same, bloody and cruel, kill each other, and only then can you have a chance to live. Slowly, she will understand that even relatives, for the sake of their own lives, can take her to block guns.

Li Ding, a strong man over there, chopped down with an axe in his left hand, and a suffering jackal was instantly cut into two, and his body did not fall, standing on the ground. But the two jackals would never move again. The right hand took advantage of the momentum to blow a long rainbow through the sun, not only killing a few demonic beasts, but also forcing the demonic beasts to retreat a few steps. On the other side, the young Li Yan and Li Yunhua also killed a few jackals and resisted to the death.

Obviously, their skills are not as strong as Li Ding and Li Ruobai. The hems of the green shirts were torn into silk scarves, which swayed with the wind as they attacked.

Seeing this, the white-fronted jackal whined at the wolves again. Hearing the call, the wolves immediately launched a more violent attack, but this time there was a slight change. Some of the jackals surrounding Li Ding and Li Ruobai moved to the direction of Li Yunhua and Li Yan, and the continuous pounce made the two young ones start to lose their support, and there were frequent dangers. The wolf king, who was obviously wise, had already seen the flaws in their prey in the two of them.

Li Ruobai's right hand slashed forward with a knife and slashed Huashan to kill the eight jackals in a straight line, and with his left hand, he slapped a jackal's head that flew in the air and was beaten into meat sauce. Li Ding was even more a swallow homecoming, his body rotated, and he turned around like a spinning top with a double axe in his hand and returned to the original place, and where he walked, twenty or thirty jackals all fell to the ground and died.

Li Yunhua was injured first, several demonic beasts attacked together, he blocked most of them, and there was a head-on claw just on his shoulder. Reacting quickly, he only had time to slam a palm into the jackal's abdomen, and the jackal flew back and died, but Li Yunhua's shoulder, surrounded by the jackal's paws that flew back, and six fresh wounds appeared on his shoulder. His clothes were torn, and blood was pouring out. He was not lightly injured. As soon as Li Yan wanted to come over to help, he was hit hard by a jackal on the back, and his chest was stuffy. Hurry up and hold your sword in front of you.

In this battlefield, he and Li Yunhua are the weakest and can't help others at all. Holding your side is the biggest victory. Li Yunhua resisted desperately with blood, he thought that even if he died, he would defend one side for everyone, once he fell, then everyone would be done playing, and they all had to stay here to cook food for the jackals.

The slanting veins, the last rays of the sun in the forest. In an hour and a half, the forest will be dark. For the family team that has been fighting the jackals for two hours, life is this sunshine, and when the sun is gone, life is destroyed. In the two hours they were struggling to support, how they hoped that a mercenary would show up and pay them money to help them solve the crisis. Even if a mercenary kills people afterwards, it is better than dying in the belly of a jackal.