"Whew-w-"

"Whew-w-"

"Whew-w-"

The demon wolves outside also seemed to have spotted the reinforcements who had come to reinforce them, and after three long wolf horns, the wolves' attacks became more violent.

Finally, a saber-toothed demon wolf successfully climbed the wall, although it was quickly killed by the clansmen of the Shenlong tribe, but then, the second and third, more and more saber-toothed demon wolves began to climb the wall and fight with the clansmen. There were constantly demon wolves being killed by the clansmen, and there were also screams of pain after love and injury, mixed with the frightened cries and screams of women and children, and the scene had begun to slowly become out of control.

"Chief Xili, hurry up and think of a way! There are too many demon wolves outside, if we let them all rush into the stockade, we won't be able to resist it!" Zuo Liancheng has already killed two saber-toothed demon wolves one after another, and at this time, one sword is cutting off one of the front paws of the saber-toothed demon wolf rushing over at the other end, but the demon wolf outside seems to be not afraid of death at all, and rushes towards the walled wall one by one.

"Yes, Chieftain, come up with an idea! Even if we are all counted, there are only four or five hundred people who can really fight, not to mention that there are so many old people, women, and children who need to be protected. We must not let them all rush into the stockade!" Qiao Wanshan also reminded loudly from the side. He also killed several demon wolves one after another, and his clothes were splashed with blood, and he didn't know if he was injured.

"Set fire! Dan Wanghai, Lei Zhentian, the two of you immediately organize those women, old people and children who have no combat power to enter the secret passage. The rest of the people will break off with me!" "After slashing a demon wolf to death with the steel knife in his hand, Chief Old Ciri did not dare to hesitate any longer, and gave the order with a loud roar.

Bundles of dry firewood that had been poured oil in advance were lit by the tribesmen, and the crackling sound of the flames was constantly thrown into the demon wolves outside the village, and the raging fire quickly ignited their fur, emitting a burst of burnt smell of skin and flesh, mixed with bloody breath in the night sky, constantly diffusing to the surroundings, making people feel disgusting.

The clansmen who desperately resisted the demon wolves kept getting injured and falling, and although the fire slightly blocked the momentum of the demon wolves' forward rush, it only made their attack a little slower. Under the urging of the wolf king's "whoop-woo-" and "whoa-woo-" attack orders one after another, the saber-toothed demon wolf, who had already killed the red-eyed demon wolf, became more ferocious and tyrannical, and rushed forward desperately, even if the fur on his body was on fire, at most he just rolled on the spot, and after the fire on his body was extinguished, he continued to rush towards the crowd, or bit with his teeth, or grabbed with his claws, and fought to the death with the clansmen. Houses in many places also began to catch fire, and many of those hateful demon wolves, after many of them were on fire, not only did not retreat, but rushed forward more frantically, and as a result, many houses were ignited by the flames on their bodies.

Fortunately, the retreat was timely, and the clansmen who stayed behind resisted desperately, and most of the old people, children and women entered the secret passage safely, although more than a dozen people were bitten to death by the saber-toothed demon wolf, but finally did not cause greater casualties.

"Everyone move closer to the secret passage, shrink the defense line as much as possible, and we will retreat first!" Chief Lao Xili looked at the already burning stockades and more and more saber-toothed demon wolves, and couldn't help but burst into tears, and gave the order to retreat in a trembling voice. This is the home where their ancestors have lived for many years, but today, because of an inexplicable wolf disaster, they were destroyed in front of their own eyes, how can this not make him feel painful as a tribal chief.

The clansmen began to block the demon wolves that kept rushing up, and at the same time kept retreating towards the entrance of the secret passage. No one can figure out what is the reason for this, and suddenly such a catastrophe flew in, inviting this unseen and unheard of wolf plague.

When the last of the people of the Shenlong tribe also entered the secret passage safely, the old Xili chief pressed the mechanism on the stone wall of the secret passage, and a heavy stone gate fell with a bang, blocking all the demon wolves who were chasing after him from the stone gate, and also blocking the village where they had lived for countless generations from the stone gate.

"Old Zhangtou, in Danshi, and Dan Ivan, the three of you should hurry up and help the injured brothers bandage their wounds. Great Elder, you and Lei Zhentian went together to ask for a count of the number of people, and I don't know how many relatives we lost in the fight just now. And Brother Qiao Wanshan, you should also count the brothers who came this time to see if any of them are injured. This time, our Shenlong tribe owes you a lot of favor from the Qinglong tribe, but don't worry, the great kindness you came to help this time will not be forgotten by the people of our Shenlong tribe. I won't say thank you for my great kindness, I won't say anything if I am grateful, in short, all the brothers of the Qinglong tribe who were killed and injured in this disaster, we will definitely be responsible to the end. Chief Lao Xili looked around at the tired and bloodied clansmen who were sitting or standing in the secret passage resting, and his heart was very uncomfortable.

"Chief Xili, don't say that, our Qinglong tribe and your Shenlong tribe are a family, and if you are in trouble, we should do our best to help. If you say anything that drags down or not, it's too much of an outrage. Qiao Wanshan arched his hand, "I see that you are also injured, at such an old age, after taking care of the wound, you have to recuperate." ”

"Chief, I've counted it. Our Shenlong tribe plus the brothers of the Qinglong tribe had a total of forty-eight people killed in the battle, and a total of two hundred and seventy-six people were injured. Lei Zhentian, who went to count the number of people, also came over at this time, standing beside the chief of Lao Xili, and whispered about the casualties of the tribal villagers.

"Let's go and see. After waiting for Zuo Liancheng to bandage his left arm that had been scratched by the demon wolf, the old chief stood up and walked inside step by step along the secret passage. Perhaps this disaster hit him too hard, and the old chief's demeanor at this time was a little sluggish, and his steps seemed a little staggering.

Most of the more seriously injured were housed in a relatively large stone chamber for storing food. Many of them were seriously injured, and many of them had large pieces of flesh and skin on their arms and legs scratched by the demon wolf's claws, and one of them had their entire left arm bitten off from the elbow by the demon wolf's sharp teeth. Although it had been bandaged, the red blood still kept seeping out of the bandage.

At this time, he was leaning against a stone pier with his eyes closed, and his pale face was covered with beads of sweat, apparently enduring a terrible pain. But despite this, the strong man gritted his teeth and said nothing.

"Liuwazi, how are you, can you still hold on?" asked Chief Old Siri as he walked up to him, stretched out his right hand, wiped the sweat from his face with his sleeve, and asked with concern and pity. The wounded young man's name was Zuo Feng, his father died in an early conflict with the Fire Tribe, and his mother had died of illness two years earlier, leaving him alone in the family. Because he ranked sixth among many cousins and cousins, the clansmen called him "Six Babies". He is usually very enthusiastic, as long as someone asks him for help, and all he can do is to be on call, never complain about helping others work, and never say tired. But because the family is so poor, they are twenty-four this year, and they are still single. Chief Lao Xili usually cares about this young man, and wants to tell him about his family affairs several times, but he has never found a suitable one. Now the young man is crippled with one hand, and it will be even more difficult to find another girl to start a family in the future.

"I'm fine, Grandpa Siri. Eva isn't hurt, is she?" Hearing someone talking to him next to him, Liuwazi opened his eyes with difficulty, and when he saw that it was the old chieftain Grandpa Siri, he hurriedly asked.

"I'm fine, okay. Brother Zuo Feng, thank you for saving me just now, otherwise I am afraid that I would have been bitten by that saber-toothed demon wolf. Sirieva on the side heard Zuo Feng ask about herself, and hurriedly walked over, turned around in front of him, and after making him sure that he was not injured, she gave a sweet smile, "Brother Zuo Feng, you were so brave just now, in order to save me, you faced the three demon wolves alone, which almost made me worry to death." Siriava remembered the thrilling scene before, and her little heart couldn't help but thump. It was so dangerous just now, two demon wolves, one left and one right, pounced on themselves at the same time. Just when he was panicking and didn't know what to do, it was this left-handed brother who didn't care about the danger at all, abandoned the demon wolf that was entangled with him, rushed to his side as soon as possible, and pushed himself away. Zuo Feng's brother's timely help, although he successfully got out of danger, he himself was finally surrounded by three demon wolves. Fortunately, the other clansmen came to help in time, and finally succeeded in killing the three demon wolves, but Rao was like this, Zuo Feng's brother's left hand was still bitten off by the demon wolf.

"It's okay, it's okay. Sister Ava, next time there is such a thing, don't be so reckless. After all, it is our man's business to go into battle and tear up. You're still weak in kung fu right now, and you can't take risks on your own. Zuo Feng looked at Sirieva, and after seeing that she was okay, the heart that had been hanging finally let go. But when he thought of the worrying scene when Siriava was besieged by the saber-toothed demon wolf before, he couldn't help but say two more words. Although she is five or six years younger than herself, in her heart, since her parents died one after another, she has long regarded her as her dearest person in this world. I don't know how many times, Awa's sister's delicate face and lively and lovely figure keep appearing in her dreams. But he also knew that with his current conditions, he did not deserve to have such beautiful flowers. He also secretly told himself again and again in his heart not to pierce the layer of window paper, and not to hurt the originally pure brother and sister feelings because of his selfishness. Therefore, although all the space in his heart has been filled with almost all of Yawa's sister's every move, smile and smile. But he could only stand silently behind her, admiring and blessing again and again, and of course, suffering and sorrow again and again.