Katerina began to work as a striker.

The protection of the knight profession itself is not low, plus a variety of auxiliary combat skills that can improve ability, as well as special effects such as knight mottos that require persistent faith to master, and a rare set equipment bonus, it can be said that Caterina not only has the strongest protection among her companions, but also has a superior long-lasting combat effectiveness.

Except, of course, for the monster Leon.

To exaggerate a little, Caterina just followed the team forward as if she was strolling leisurely, and a stab of the knight's sword was the life of a night wolf, and a swing forward would split a row of beasts away, and whether it was a rotten wolf or a night wolf's attack, it was like an itch in her boots, and the effect was not to say that there was none, but it was almost negligible under the effect of the glory banner and the "self-healing" effect of the suit effect.

However, the pressure now is several times more than just now, and the healing of the injury is no longer so timely, but let the surging wolves beat back and forth like a big wave, the knight girl has a straight posture from beginning to end, and truly realizes the knight's positioning as the pillar of the team.

She doesn't move as fast as Red, and her damage isn't as fast and effective as Melissa's, but Caterina has a steady and determined pace, rising to the challenge and walking through the wolves, no matter how fierce the waves.

"My knight has matured......" Leon thought as he stood behind, "with great relief."

However, as soon as the word "mature" was mentioned, the young man, who was a traverser, involuntarily looked down, and although he couldn't see the "mature" part from behind, he was still ashamed.

“...... I've got to fix this!" Leon scrutinized fiercely.

Fifty meters, one hundred meters, one hundred and fifty meters, two hundred meters. Katerina's movements began to slow down, and her steps could be seen to be a little vain, she should have done her best, and her body was on the verge of collapse.

And her companion, under her leadership, was only a dozen meters away from reaching the distance that Red had just advanced.

The three people in front and behind changed positions, and they advanced for nearly five hundred meters in total, and the number of rotten wolves on the road increased, and there were many low roars one after another in the dense forest in the distance, and more demonized rotten wolves appeared.

However, at the same time, the sound of fighting from the front also came from nothing, from small to large, and now it is still about a hundred meters away from the foot of the mountain, and the sound of weapons intersecting, shouting, screaming, and wolf howling mixed together became clear and audible.

"My lord, we ...... We're finally here!" Bonda burst into tears, he could hardly believe it was true, they made their way through the Wolf's Kiss Forest, experienced the attacks of countless mutated creatures, rushed into countless wolves, and finally reached the goal of this trip after nearly four or five hours, miraculously turning what he thought impossible into a reality!

Leon nodded expressionlessly and said, "Caterina stand back, and Se and Dan go up." ”

The two elves were stunned for a moment, then bowed respectfully to the young lord, "Thank you for your trust!"

When they looked up, they could see the excitement on each other's faces—for them, it was a glorious task to be able to lead their companions through the last stretch of the road through so many hardships.

"I'll go too!" Bonda's eyes were about to turn red, "I'm like everyone's burden along the way, and in the end, please allow me to play a little role, even if it's a little!"

"I agree, be careful," Leon said, a smile tugging at the corner of his mouth, knowing that his cousin had gained the respect of the mountain man.

In fact, up to now, the wolves in front of them are no longer an obstacle, but more and more people are coming from the side and rear, including a large number of wolves who have come in this direction to support the battle at the foot of the mountain.

"Caterina and Melissa, you go to the middle," said Leon, "Red, it's okay!"

"No problem! Lao Tzu's body can go back and kill it again!" shouted Red, who was covered in blood and panting.

"Okay, hold on a little longer!"

As the two of them spoke, the elves and mountain folk were struggling to push forward, Se Ding at the forefront of his opponent's attention with his sword skills, Dan not far away, his wrist flicking like a shadow on the bowstring, and the long arrows in his quiver dwindled at an unimaginable speed, all of them turning into deadly blades towards the wolves.

Half a minute later, Dan paused slightly, wiped the blood from his fingers on his chest, and then maximized the power of his ranged supporters again, shooting the wolves that pounced on Se from the left and right flanks from mid-air.

Bonda had been holding Dan in front of him, stopping all the attacks against him, and the mountain man burst out with much greater fighting power than before after despair turned into hope, just like those mountain people ancestors who had followed Colf's side, showing extraordinary tenacity and tenacity.

"The mountain people don't perish so easily!" the voice in Bonda's heart kept roaring.

......

At the same time, Moros was roaring with the same words in his heart.

The bloody battle at the foot of the mountain had reached the point of extreme chaos, almost all the mountain people were fighting on their own, and a large number of rotting wolves broke up their formation, and then the night wolves rushed into the crowd after them, tearing off pieces of flesh from the mountain people's bodies, and swallowing them in their stomachs, and then their bloodthirsty gaze turned to the other humans again.

The wolves generally reminded that the foot of the mountain had almost become a sea of wolves, and those mountain people fought independently in the ocean, killing and injuring each other while constantly falling on the way to the next opponent.

There were also four behemoth bodies in the tide of wolves, which were demonized rotten wolves, and they had caught the attention of all the mountain people.

In the battle just now, the five demonized rotten wolves were killed by the mountain people who attacked in groups, but at the same time, the five third-order powerhouses also lay at the foot of the Sage's Peak forever, at this time, there were only four people left among the mountain people, they were soaked in blood, and in their hands were dull iron swords, how could these powerful creatures be killed again in such a state?

Moros raised his iron sword, and his voice echoed across the battlefield.

"Clansmen, this is our most arduous moment, and it is also our most glorious moment!"

"Let's use our lives to prove the faith we hold onto!"

"Kill them!"

Men and women, young and old, women and children, seriously wounded and dying, and scarred and still fighting, all the mountain people roared, "Kill them!"

At this moment, they have regained the original belief of the mountain people, and they have inherited the spirit of their ancestors.

A night wolf was weaving through the crowd, and suddenly it spotted its target, an eleven or twelve-year-old mountain man. This is supposed to be a delicate-looking little girl, but at the moment her face and body are covered with blood of an indistinguishable source, and a few strands of her hair are glued to her face, blocking her eyes, and the little girl is raising her hand to separate it.

The night wolf pounced, opened his mouth and bit the little girl's shoulder, and if it hit, it would tear off at least one of her arms.

"Aya!" a voice roared, and a middle-aged mountain man rushed from the side to block the night wolf, and as soon as he raised the weapon in his hand, he was slapped away by the night wolf's claw, and then the night wolf turned around and bit him on the throat.

"Daddy!" the little girl screamed at the sight of this scene as soon as she parted her hair.

But at the same time, another night wolf pounced, bit her by the waist, and turned around and ran backwards amid the little girl's even more terrible screams.

Wolves are bloodthirsty, especially these mutated wolves, and the night wolf runs wildly towards the nearby dense forest with the little girl's body in its mouth, and as it runs, bright red blood spills all the way.

No one can take care of her, and at this time, almost all mountain people are in the same situation, and even if they have the heart, they are already powerless.

The little girl's struggling arms slowly softened, and her voice grew quieter, and the night wolf could scurry into the dense forest with one more step, and he would be able to enjoy this delicious prey to himself.

But at this moment, a figure appeared directly in front of the night wolf, it was a human male, a young man.

The young man grabbed the night wolf's head with one hand, and then the other grabbed its jaw.

Li Ang said coldly: "Die, brute!"

Then with a force of both hands, he forcibly tore the night wolf in half from his mouth.

Leon bent down to catch the little girl's body, wiped the blood off her face, and gently placed it on the ground. Then he straightened up and looked at the fierce battle not far away, and whispered to his companions behind him, "Although it is a little late, we have arrived after all. ”