The signal to retreat has been given for some time.

The corridors that were quite bustling before were empty at this time, and the seriously injured who had difficulty moving had already been carried out by other hunters.

The president ran wildly, and the pork chops were running on all fours, and she kept muttering about the countdown seconds.

"One hundred and twenty-one meows, one hundred and twenty meows, one hundred and nineteen meows......"

A man and a cat rushed out of the passage of the city wall and came to the decisive battle square in front of the city wall, the summer morning sun was a little dazzling, but they didn't have time to care about it.

The old mountain dragon had already climbed up again, and was roaring, walking step by step towards the city wall that had fallen silent.

Most of the people, as well as the wounded, have been evacuated to distant places.

But there are also some hunters who are unwilling, stop halfway, use ballista hunting bows, and launch a better than nothing attack on the old mountain dragon from a distance, and even some swordsmen are eager to try.

The president of the Buddha and the pork chop looked at each other.

It suddenly occurred to them that due to the urgency of the situation, many hunters only knew that they were going to evacuate, but they did not know that the walls were about to be blasted.

With the power of the dragon slaying carbon and the large pile of gunpowder in the ammunition depot, at least he had to run out of the decisive battle square and hide in the battle street before he could barely say that he had entered a safe area.

The President pushed and shoved all the way, scolding the hunters who had stopped halfway down, and she waved her arms vigorously and shouted, "Stop attacking, keep running!" It's too close, run to the side of Battle Street! ”

Some people's minds couldn't turn for a while, and even if they put away their weapons after listening to the words of the president, they didn't have the sense of urgency to hurry up and run for their lives.

The president was so angry that she wanted to pull out her crossbow and shoot the back of the nerves, but the pork chop opened her throat and screamed, "The ammunition depot is about to explode!" It's going to explode in less than a minute! ”

The hunters were stunned for a moment, and they all looked at the president.

"Still don't understand?! Run!

”

Now everyone reacted, spread their legs and ran, while not forgetting to yell and remind their partners who didn't hear clearly a little away.

The entrance to the Battle Square, the corner that connects to Battle Street, became everyone's target.

As long as you can run around that corner before the big explosion happens, the sturdy rock wall can be used as cover to block the aftermath of the explosion.

After all, no one can say for sure exactly how big the explosion will be.

A group of people ran around the corner like a group of mengqi caught up by a dragon, and finally ran around the corner within the "one minute" that the pork chop said.

After waiting for a few seconds, there was no explosion, and someone asked in confusion: "So, the explosion?" Squibs? ”

Pork Chop didn't bother to explain to them that he had deliberately shortened the countdown, "There are still forty or fifty seconds to go!" Run a little further, then lie down against the cliff, cover your ears and open your mouth to meow! ”

Most of the dozen or so hunters who fell behind did so, but some of them were so bold that they wanted to poke their heads out of the corner and confirm the scale and effect of the explosion with their own eyes, but they were scolded back by the chairman lady with terrifying eyes.

Lie on your stomach against the cliff and wait for the explosion to happen.

The countdown was already out of order, and it was impossible to pinpoint the time of the explosion, so they lay on the ground and spent more than half a minute, which can be called the longest in their lives.

"Boom!"

There was a thud, and one of the hunters looked up and muttered, "That's it?" Didn't you say that you detonated the ammunition depot, why didn't you feel as good as you imagined? ”

Not far from him, the pork chop who was covering his ears exclaimed, "Cover your ears and meow!" It was the sound of the old mountain dragon hitting the city wall, not the ...... exploding."

"Boom Boom——!

！ ”

The hunters lying on the ground felt that they were being lifted up by the trembling earth.

The invisible shock wave enveloped the shattered masonry and dust, forming a visible wall of air, which instantly pushed across the square, squeezed around the corner, and blew into the battle street.

If it weren't for everyone lying on the ground and reducing the windward side to a minimum, I am afraid that they would all be blown out.

The explosion was followed by a muffled landslide – the sound of the city wall collapsing.

The old mountain dragon's low wail was faintly mixed in, and I don't know if it was muffled by the loud sound of the city wall collapsing, or because of hearing loss, it was not very real.

Before the aftermath of the explosion had dissipated, the president sprang to her feet and ran around the corner.

She wants to confirm the results.

At the end of the decisive battle square, the tall city walls had completely disappeared, leaving only a large pile of broken bricks, boulders and steel bars, piled there like a mountain.

The old mountain dragon was buried deep in it, and only a small tip of its tail was exposed outside the ruins, hanging weakly and not moving.

......

"Count the number of casualties, give priority to the airboat to carry the remains of the seriously wounded and the victims, the transport team? No, the convoy should not come near this side yet, it is not possible to ensure safety.

Release the peregrine falcon and notify Minagard and Dondoruma in an urgent manner, so that they can send a batch of supplies over as quickly as possible.

Others can be taken slowly, emphasizing the need for high-density dragon slaying carbons, which are the most powerful weapons we can use against the super giant ancient dragons, except for the immovable dragon lance.

Organize the hunters who are still fighting and monitor the ruins in shifts, I suspect that the old mountain dragon is not dead yet.

Keep a watch for at least three days, no, a week, even if it is resurrected in situ in a week, the construction of the new wall has been completed, and the initiative is in our hands.

By the way, the letter to Xinqi should emphasize that it is not possible to confirm that Lao Shanlong has died, so they must not slow down the construction speed because of laxity.

... No, I'm not worried, Yin Sha, it's hard for you to help me run a trip to Xinqi, and supervise the construction for me over there......"

The dusty lady didn't have time to clean up her meter, and gave instructions one after another.

On the decisive battle square, the hunters were scattered in groups of three or five to rest.

Some were cheering and celebrating the successful defeat of the old mountain dragon, while others were silent and weeping, remembering their fallen comrades.

Gordon, a group of high-ranking hunters, also gathered together.

Chip and Hainier are not here due to their serious injuries, they are receiving emergency medical treatment, and if the situation is bad, they will be sent back to Minagal by airboat along with the seriously injured.

Xia Zuo: Their mental state is also bad.

After a whole day and night, I poured a few bottles of recovery medicine and just lay down, and maybe I didn't even have time to close my eyes, I was called up and retreated urgently.

Now may be a good time to rest, but looking at the tip of the tail that peeks out from the pile of ruins, who can have the heart to immediately fall asleep?

"Seniors, I think you should go and rest......" Gordon hesitated.

"There's no hurry." Xia Zuo interrupted him with a wave of his hand, "We know in our hearts, we will naturally go to rest later, but there are some things to confirm in advance now." ”

He looked at the pork chop, "Pork chop, do you still have the strength?" ”

"There's a meow!"

"I hope you can take a few Ailu with you and burrow into the ruins, preferably to the head of the old mountain dragon to see if it still has a snort.

It's a dangerous job, but I can only ask you. ”

"Give it to meow!"

The pork chop dragged the reluctant pandan and meowed loudly to several of his fellow clansmen who were pushing the cat cart, and ran towards the ruins together.