There was a hideous wound on his face, from the corner of his mouth to his ear, which had been done by a third-level awakened steppe Ah Xun two hours earlier.

Although the bleeding of the wound had stopped, the medical officer of the army, who lacked medicine, only hastily stitched it with fine threads, and was about to apply the few ointments, but he stopped him.

"Leave the ointment to the seriously injured brother. That's what he said at the time.

Bruce and the others weren't surprised, as they did the same, and the armor in Bruce's lower abdomen was torn out of a tumbling gap, almost scrapped, and wrapped in a thick bandage, a souvenir left to him by a natural xenomorph steppe lizard.

After all, the awakened power is only one hour a day at most, and the ability of the strong wall cannot always protect him, and the enemy will not attack at the time you want.

In the past few days, they have been on the road of attacking, fleeing, penetrating, and fleeing again.

The number of the entire team is also decreasing, and now there are less than 80 people left with the wounded, and even Bruce's followers have lost ten, including two awakened and one Green Vine student.

But even so, they still have a long way to go before they are the second line of defense.

Those pesky steppe wolves learned to be clever after suffering a big loss in Shiba, and divided the entire Axun regiment into a hunting party of ten thousand people, specifically hunting down the remnants of scouts like Bruce who remained in the mountains.

It wasn't until today, when a group of hunters forced them into the narrow valley, that the attack was halted due to the terrain.

However, with them guarding the valley mouth, Bruce also can't get out, God knows if there is a large army of thousands of people behind them besides these Ah Xun.

Bruce took a bite of the beast's leg in his hand and chewed it hard a few times before swallowing it into his stomach.

In order to avoid the eyes of the heavens, they have not eaten cooked food for three days, and now that they are blocked inside, they have no scruples, making a fire and roasting meat, replenishing their strength.

"So this is a dead end?" he asked, wiping the grease off his beard.

Aang nodded, he still wanted to convince Bruce to leave them alone, Milady still had enough power to send him out.

But Bruce didn't give him such a head at all, and looked at the map repeatedly.

Don't look at his usual rude appearance, whether it is the words and deeds from Brad and Francis, or the shrewdness inherited from his mother who came from a merchant family, it shows that he is not as stupid as he seems.

The reason for his low performance in other cultural courses was that he was not interested, and in battlefield command and other paper-related military subjects, he may not be as good as Wesley and Philip, but he was also outstanding in his grade, because he knew that this was the foundation of his future life, so he put a lot of energy into it.

The teacher of the academy once commented on several of them, Philip's advantage is that he is omnipotent, has no obvious weaknesses, and is extremely good at commanding large corps in multi-line operations, and is the best choice for group commanders, but he has not yet formed his own tactical style and thinking, which requires long-term training and accumulation.

Wesley inherited the strengths of the Bears, with a thick and steady defense and a strong and mellow tactical style.

In particular, he has mature political literacy, is good at uniting and coordinating contradictions, and fully develops the combat effectiveness of his team, and it is very promising to become a very good division commander or even a senior commander at the level of a corps commander in the future.

Bruce, on the other hand, is not so comprehensive in comparison, but the corresponding advantages are very prominent, and it is simply a copy of Brad's youth.

If Wesley was the strongest shield, he was the most powerful tomahawk, domineering and tactically powerful, able to cut through all obstacles that stood in his way.

And with a big enough heart to be undiscouraged in the face of pressure and desperate situations, he is the most trustworthy front-line commander of the soldiers.

"What does this dotted line mean?" he asked, frowning, tossing the cleanly gnawed bones to the ground.

Anger struggled to remember, and called a veteran in his 40s from the group and asked.

The veteran looked at the map, checked their current location, and then said: "It is an underground cave, and a lot of red-billed bats flew out of it twenty years ago, so the division headquarters once sent people to investigate.

However, the terrain inside is complex and changeable, and there are dark rivers connected to it, and many places can only accommodate a thin person to enter and exit, so the division headquarters finally only closed the entrance to the cave, and only a small part of it was discovered.

After so many years, no one knows whether there has been any change in it, and no one in our brigade has ever entered it, and we don't know the road inside. ”

"Where's the hole outside?"

"It's just southeast of the second line of defense of our division, less than an hour away. ”

Bruce and Anger looked at each other, and they were both happy.

Putting away the map, he looked at the exit of the valley and said, "It seems that our only problem is how to break through this damn line." ”

Then he patted the head of his mount, the xenomorph beast Earth Dragon Sideburns Beast that Brad had given him, and said, "Herman, it's up to you this time, although your temper has not been very good, but I haven't treated you badly for so many years."

For the sake of getting along, you'll have to run a little faster later.

Also, you may have a little less tail and be a little uglier, but it's okay if you're going back to the mountains soon. ”

The iron-blue sideburn beast Herman shook his huge head impatiently, and a muffled snort in his mouth was a reply, it was so tired these days that he didn't even bother to look at the bright-furred beast dragon girls who were traveling with him.

After the redeployment, it was already dark, and the warriors who had had rested enough stood in two columns, beside their mounts, as if in a solemn ceremony.

You don't need a mount to enter the underground cave, even if you are reluctant, it is time to say goodbye to your partner.

Maybe in the near future, there will be a chance to meet again.

Bruce tied a log to the tail of each of their mounts, the larger one for the beast dragon and the smaller one for the unicorn, with several thick layers of hay tied to it.

Bruce hugged Herman's head again, whispered a few words in his ear, and stood next to him, following Aang's command, and set the bundles on fire at the same time.

Smoke billowed from the valley, and the scorching flames and blinding light made the mounts furious.

That's when Bruce slapped Herman on the ass and shouted, "Run, run fast if you want to live, old man." ”

Led by sideburns, a full 30 beasts with burning tails howled and rushed down the narrow mountain path towards the valley.

After watching the iron-blue figure disappear around the corner, Bruce shouted with tears in his eyes, "Brothers, charge, let's go home." ”

With Bruce as the arrowhead, Miledi and Aang guarded the left and right, the Awoken held the wings, the wounded soldiers were wrapped in the middle, and the team of more than seventy people let out a neat cry and followed the footsteps of the mounts and rushed outward.

The steppe man Cheka is the leader of one of the ten Axun hunting teams under Oga who is one of the four Great Xun.

As a third-level awakened warrior, in addition to third-level animal control, he also awakened second-level powers.

Perhaps by the favor of fate, his beast pet is a rare white three-eyed demon wolf xenomorph.

The wolf here has nothing to do with the wolves on the earth, but is a beast with scale armor and sharp horns on its head, although the running speed is not very fast, but the body is stronger than the beast earth dragon, which is very suitable for use as a heavy cavalry.

It's just that the steppe people knew that they couldn't fight those Wards in the heavy cavalry no matter what, and they couldn't control these strong and ferocious beasts with their short and weak statures, so they didn't form this army.

Because of his outstanding strength, he was selected as the leader of the elite hunting team, leading 500 carefully selected subordinates to carry out free hunting missions on the battlefield.

In the past ten days, he and his troops had killed at least hundreds of Ward's scouts, many of whom had awakened powerhouses.

However, his team also suffered heavy casualties, and now there are only more than 700 left, in order to avoid unnecessary losses and preserve strength, he chose to surround but not kill.

At this moment he was directing his men to cut down trees, and according to the heavens, if the wind was right for tonight, a fire would be set in the right direction, and the Wards would be smothered alive in this valley, and by tomorrow morning, they would only have to go in and collect the corpses.

Seeing that the sky was slightly dark and the wind was about to rise, Cheka took out a few jerky, threw them into his mouth and chewed them, waiting for the time to light the fire.

Suddenly, he heard a loud roar and the vibration of heavy iron hooves on the ground.

"Enemy attack!"

Cheka's reaction was quick, and he quickly summoned the beast pet and loudly ordered his subordinates to be on guard.

These stupid Wards, Taniguchi has been laid a net by them, and such a reckless charge is meaningless except to fall into their trap.

Soon, with the louder and louder hoofing sounds, a faint puff of smoke wafted over.

The eyes of the sky also chirped loudly one after another, but beasts are beasts after all, and their lightweight bodies make their brains small enough to detect the enemy's traces in advance, but they cannot accurately describe the enemy's tactics.

Soon, a group of fiery beasts appeared in Chika's sight, and the head was a beast dragon xenomorph, whose huge size was nearly half the size of the average beast dragon.

The huge iron-blue horns were also wearing silver alloy ramming horns, but with a slight pick of the impact of running, the trunk of the tree lying in the middle of the mountain road was knocked away.

One of them even smashed into one of his subordinates, causing him to fly backwards with a scream.

"Fool!" Cheka scoffed to himself, as he noticed that there were no knights on the beasts.

It seems that they have given up on themselves, thinking that they can escape in this way, without the support of the mount and the above, how can they escape the follow-up pursuit.

The sideburn beast did its best, breaking through five blockades in a row, but there were more than a dozen barricades made of huge tree trunks in the middle of the mountain road, and after losing its speed, it could only rush towards the side hillside.

The herd of beasts behind them also scattered, each looking for what they thought was a way to survive.

The torches tied to the beast's tail attracted the attention of the vast majority of the people, and at the same time, they had to dodge the beast's onslaught, and the first few lines of defense of the hunter brigade were disorganized.

That's enough, and Bruce and Aang don't expect to break through all the blockades with this little herd, as long as they cause chaos.

Before the prairie could recover from the herd's disturbances, Bruce roared and rushed into the crowd.

The roar was more terrifying than the loudest landslide they had ever heard, at least the more than 100 steppe wolves and their pets within 50 meters of Bruce's front of Bruce had paused, and some of them fell to the ground unconscious.

Milady and Aang quickly kept Bruce at bay and rushed into the dazed crowd.

Herman gasped and rushed to the hillside to the right, the sway of dodging the trees that caused the stakes on its tail to swing from side to side, like a war hammer, knocking three or four steppe people out of the way.

Even the sturdy Ward Awakened wouldn't dare to say that they would be able to intercept the direct onslaught of such a beast head-on, let alone these slender steppe people.

Even among them, there are many awakened people with physical fitness, and after using their abilities, they are at most comparable to the strength of ordinary Warders.

Perhaps it was a coincidence that Herman was in a panic, and it happened that Cheka was in the way of his charge, and the metal armor on his body made him look like he stood out from the crowd and was extremely conspicuous.

A steppe wolf's scimitar slashed at the sideburns' armor and flew away.

Another steppe wolf's spear stabbed the sideburns into its exposed skin, the skin breaking the wooden spear in two, and he himself was struck in the chest by the burning log behind him, falling to the ground and being trampled by the heavy hooves.

The crisp sound of fractures was inaudible in the noisy battlefield, but his flesh was blurred below his calf, and the white stubble pierced the skin and was exposed.

"Get out of the way!" Cheka shouted, ordering the War Pet Three-Eyed Demon Wolf to block the path of the sideburn beast's charge.

With a loud bang, the two behemoths collided with each other, each taking three steps backwards, and the white demon wolf howled even more, the single horn was broken, and it fell crookedly in the woodland, foaming blood in its mouth, there was no speed bonus, and it suffered a big loss because of its slightly lighter weight.

Herman was not having a good time, it took advantage of the armor and horns on the beast's horns, otherwise the strength of the demon wolf was no less than it.

The devil's sharp horn still left a huge sore on its body, and the alloy horn and mask fell off, cutting a deep groove from the nostril to the forehead, and one eye could not be opened.

Cheka glanced at the beast pet in distress, and the scimitar mixed with a small amount of rare metal in his hand slashed down on Herman's ear.

"Whew!"

Herman's section of the back of his head and neck was cut open with a foot-long wound, white fat and red muscles flipped out, and blood gushed out like a gush of blood.

"Herman!"

Bruce, who was fighting, glanced up at the hillside on the other side, and he could hear the cry of the Sideburns Beast, which was injured.

But the path leading to the cave was on this side, and if it weren't for the collision of the mounts that diverted the crowd, they would never have been able to rush out so easily.

He could only harden his heart and cut down the two steppe wolves, and led the team to continue to rush northwest.

Herman shook his body a few times, a little unsteady on his feet, his vision was blood-red, and he could only vaguely see the shadow of the steppe man with his right eye.

Reluctantly, it rushed at Cheka again, but only knocked down a calf-thick tree, which was easily dodged by the other party, and added another hideous wound to its back.

The underdeveloped brain made it impossible for the Sideburns to analyze much, it only felt that its physical strength was getting less and less, and the four thick legs of the beast began to weaken.

Finally, it fell, leaning diagonally against a stone, limb flopping up a few times.

Only then did Chiga realize that Warder was not rushing to the main road beyond the valley, but to the ravine to the northwest.

This made him a little anxious, and he couldn't care about his beast pets and sideburns, so he commanded his subordinates to chase after him.

The battle didn't go well, after all, their enemies were all awakened steppe Axun, and their physical fitness and weaponry were completely different from those cannon fodder who wore rudimentary leather armor or simply bare their chests.

Every step forward has to pay the price of blood, especially those wounded, who work hard to push away their comrades, forming a small line of defense with flesh and blood, and intercepting wave after wave of attacks in reverse.

In just more than 300 meters of mountain road, a full 30 warriors of the Ward tribe fell, almost half of the previous wounded were lost, and the rest were all wounded.

Not only did they lose a medical officer, but even the third-level awakened Milady was hugged by three vicious steppe wolves, who forcibly ripped off their helmets and had half of their ears bitten.

Bruce kicked down a prairie man, chopped off a man's thigh with his backhand, and pulled Miledi up, and he himself had four or five sharp arrows stuck in his body, but fortunately there was a strong wall, and there was only a shallow flesh wound in it.

Finally, the formation of the steppe people was chiseled, and more than 50 meters in front was a large bush, and behind it was the entrance to the underground cave.

The entrance was small, only enough for two Wards to enter side by side.

Bruce and Miledi, pulling two more warriors with the ability to fortify the wall, turned back and used a two-meter-high stone to form a thin line of defense.

Every time one of his own people rushed by, he passed through the gap between them.

At this time, the grassland people's troops who had blocked a large area outside the valley also rushed here after hearing the sound of fighting.

Suddenly, the pressure of Bruce and the others suddenly increased, and they could only resist while retreating, retreating in the direction of the cave.

At this moment, Anger approached with three warriors, and they were also the last few, chasing behind them a dense reddish-brown figure.

Just as the three warriors had just passed through the defensive line, and Anger was about to turn around and fight alongside Bruce, a sudden whistle sounded, and Anger was shot in the back by a sharp arrow.

Unlike Bruce and the others, in order to ensure sufficient agility and speed, the scout team is not fully steel armor, and the armor in key parts is not particularly thick.

The sharp arrow pierced Ange's back, causing him to stumble, followed by a rain of sharp arrows, enveloping them all.