At the foot of the Sage's Peak, the three heads stood silently facing the statue of the ancestors, and after a while, they turned their heads and looked at the crowd behind them.

There were strong and sturdy men, delicate and thin women, old men with gray hair and wrinkles, and immature children, but no matter how old or young, men and women all looked solemn, standing upright, staring intently at the leaders.

Moros's gaze swept over the faces of the mountain people, and then his voice rang out, "Everyone already knows, the entire porcupine tribe was killed, the Blue Bird tribe was wiped out on the way here, and at this time, countless night wolves were wandering outside the holy land, and the mysterious slaughterer was hiding in the dense forest...... Therefore, it has now come to the time for the survival of our mountain people. ”

There was silence on the field, and more than a thousand mountain people waited for Moros's next words.

"Sounds scary, doesn't it?" Moros smiled and shook his head, "Actually, it's not, I think that when our ancestors lived in the Pale Mountains, they also encountered a much stricter predicament than now, but they were not afraid. ”

"It was that time, Lord Colf led our ancestors to migrate from the Pale Mountains all the way to their present homeland for nearly four months, and they went through an unknown number of hardships in between, but in the end they succeeded, what does that mean?"

"This shows that we mountain people themselves are a stoic and unyielding people, as long as we dare to fight and fight, the greater the pressure, the more we will stimulate our potential!"

"And today is another opportunity to prove this qiē, to prove that although Lord Colf has been gone for more than a hundred years, the mountain people still uphold his faith! inherit his spirit! We have the courage to face those wild beasts! Even if we fight to the last man, we will prove with the unyielding blood of the mountain people that we are worthy of being his descendants before the icon of the lord of the mountain people!"

The mountain people remained silent, but a heat seemed to rise in their hearts, and their eyes were faintly red, and the knuckles of the hands holding the weapons were white from too much force, and they were trembling slightly.

"Clansmen!" Moros shouted, "I can't tell you whether the mountain people will continue to live on or die out in history after today, but what I can tell you is that today, the three of us will stand in front of you from beginning to end, and we will not retreat!"

"Don't give up!" Menshak and Yelena raised their iron swords at the same time.

"Die and not retreat!" shouted all the mountain people, their voices soaring into the sky, their hands raised above their heads with or without weapons, like a thousand long swords erected from the crowd, strong as iron and sharp as knives in the sunlight.

The echoing sound slowly fell, and the canopy of the trees not far away began to tremble slightly, like a gust of mountain wind blowing through the forest, but in the eyes of the mountain people, they knew that it was a sign that a large number of creatures were passing under the trees.

The night wolves are coming.

"Grizzly Bears are at the forefront of me!" Moros strode out, leading nearly six hundred men forward.

"Follow the Lynx to the left side of the mountain!"

"Cunning Fox Department, follow me to the right side!"

At the sound of two orders, three hundred men from each followed behind the other two leaders and hurried to their predetermined positions.

At this time, there were still three hundred mountain people who were the best at bows and arrows in the middle, they were in charge of supporting under the leadership of a third-order powerhouse, and the rest were a group of old people and small children who really had no combat ability, almost more than three hundred, they stood outside the mountain road leading to the peak of the sage, and no one was the first to go up.

The shaking canopy of the trees spread like waves to the edge of the dense forest at the foot of the mountain, and suddenly a wolf howl was heard, and in an instant, countless night wolves jumped out of the trees and slammed into the vines that were entwined between the trees, trying to use their speed and strength to knock the last protective net of the mountain people apart.

But unfortunately, this vine itself is very strong, and after the special treatment of the mountain people, it is extremely tough, and the wild wolves are not only successful, but are bounced back by the vine, and crash into the same kind of people who are running behind them, and suddenly staggering and causing a series of chain reactions.

"Shoot the arrows!"

"Throw guns!"

With two commands, hundreds of long arrows mixed with the same number of wooden throwing spears seemed to form a shadow over the mountain, and then this shadow fell in the dense forest, nailing the night wolves who had not had time to stand up directly to the ground.

Then the long arrows and throwing spears poured out in waves, covering the woodland in front and to the left and right respectively, and for a time the night wolves suffered a lot of losses, but "a lot" is relative, and it is estimated that for the night wolf pack, this loss is minimal.

Because in the depths of that dense forest was a sea of green, even the mountain people who had lived in the Bronze Helmet Mountains and the Wolf's Kiss Forest for nearly two hundred years could not figure out where such a number of night wolves appeared, and from the north, or further north, could all the night wolves in the Wolf's Kiss Forest, which runs through the entire mountain range, appear in the southern foothills?

From the foot of the mountain, almost all of the trees in the dense forest are dyed green by the light spots that cover the sky, and the order of magnitude represented by this sight is simply heart-wrenching to think about!

The wave of the night wolf pack did not work, but soon dozens of rotten wolves more than one person tall appeared in the field of vision, they did not dodge the rain of arrows shot by the mountain people, even if their bodies were covered with arrows, they seemed to be unaware, rushed over and bit on the vines, with the bite sound of "click", the tough vines turned into pieces under their sharp teeth, and could no longer stop the attack of the wolves.

The wolves poured into the foot of the Sage's Peak like an entire bottle of ink poured onto white paper.

"It's our turn!"

Moros let out a roar that did not match his appearance, and then led towards the wolf tide that surged out of the dense forest, and behind him were six hundred grizzly bear warriors who followed closely, and in an instant, two waves of beasts and people charging at full speed collided together, and countless lives dissipated at this moment, whether it was beasts or mountain people.

The same thing happened on the left and right, Menshak and Yelena led their people to fight against countless night wolves, including even the rotting wolves with their arrows in their arms, and when these creatures pounced with their mouths open, one of the mountain people would fall to the ground screaming, but several weapons would immediately reach out from the rear and stab the rotten wolf's body.

These weapons are not sharp, so they do not do much damage to the rotting wolf, and some of them even poke at its skin and then scratch out.

As the foul smell in the wolf's mouth became more and more intense, the mountain people surrounding it gradually collapsed to the ground, when a figure burst out of the crowd, pounced on the back of the rotten wolf and strangled its neck, and then slammed it back, breaking the neck of this tenacious beast directly.

This was a third-order strength powerhouse, and he didn't stop to help the wounded who fell to the ground, because similar situations were happening everywhere in the mountain people, and there were too many places he needed support.

Moros in front of him raised his head, in front of him were two rotten wolves on the left and right, he pounced with his sword, and passed by one of the rotten wolves who pounced at the same time, a sword cut out several cold lights, forcing the remaining rotten wolf to dodge, directly cut a deep wound on his face, and then Moros kicked out, kicking the seriously injured rotten wolf back to the wolf pack.

At this time, the rotting wolf that passed by him did not cause any harm to the mountain people behind, because it pounced directly on the ground, and black and red blood gradually overflowed on the ground below the body.

There was a burst of cheers among the mountain people, and the two extraordinary kills of the grizzly bear leader made their blood boil and their fighting spirit was greatly increased.

However, only Moros himself knew that this way of fighting was very taxing for his physical condition, but as the leader and vanguard of the entire tribe, he had to do his best to kill a large number of these powerful rotten wolves in order to relieve the pressure on the mountain people in the rear.

Menshak and Yelena did the same, the three of them were almost the strongest in the mountain people's community, and if they didn't exert their full strength at this time, those mountain people who were generally in the first order of strength would be even more dangerous.

Although there are also many second-order strength mountain people in the group, they all stand in the fiercest place of the battle, fighting against the night wolf who is several times their size, how can they have the spare strength to take care of others at this time?

Only the remaining six powerhouses of third-order strength could roam the battlefield, try to kill those rotten wolves that were leaked to the rear, and save the overall amount of mountain people.

The battle had only happened for less than twenty minutes, and at least more than two hundred mountain people had to lie at the foot of the Sage's Peak forever, and the number of night wolves killed was more than twice as many as the efforts of the mountain people's strong men, although the battle damage was one to two, but the pressure on the mountain people did not decrease but increased, because more and more rotten wolves appeared in the dense forest, roughly more than fifty or sixty.

"Shrink formation!" Moros shouted as he split the neck of a rotting wolf.

The wings began to concentrate towards the middle, and the grizzly part at the front formed an arc, merging with the other two tribes to form a semicircle surrounding the statue of the Sage and the entrance to the mountain.

The archers in the middle shot fewer and fewer arrows as they had emptied their quivers in the constant firing, but then the ranged attackers drew their short knives at their sides and replenished them to the positions where the mountain dwellers had suffered the most losses.

Moros was still at the forefront, proving his oath with practical actions, this time there were eight rotten wolves in front of him, and just as he slashed the head of one of them with a single sword, three low roars were heard in the distance from different directions.

Moros's heart sank, and he knew that the demonized rotten wolf at the top of the food chain in the Wolf's Kiss Forest had appeared, and there was more than one.

"It seems that today is more auspicious and less ......auspicious," Moros brandished his long sword and stabbed into the belly of the rotting wolf again, dodging the liquid that spewed out, his heart full of helplessness.

“...... Is it true that the mountain people are going to be wiped out here?" Moros sighed slightly, "Lord Colf...... As your descendant, I am truly worthy of the love of my clansmen!"

"I'm really incompetent, a junior! All I can do now is to die in battle with my clansmen!"

At this moment, a flutter of leaves fluttering like butterflies rolled up from the dense forest thousands of miles away, which looked extremely eye-catching in the pure air, and then this large leaf was blown up by the wind in the forest and drifted farther away.

“...... What is this?" all the mountain people's attention was drawn for a moment.

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