Chapter 220: Miserable
"Iron Palm Spear" Sha Wushuang and they still met the wolves unexpectedly.
The huge white wolf that Sha Wushuang saw first, white and dazzling, it was half-squatting in the snow, surrounded by wolves, one by one opened its bloody mouth, its greedy eyes looked terrifying and hideous under the reflection of the snow light, the horses and people in front of him were food, food that could satisfy the stomach, although people had swords in their hands, dozens of people faced hundreds of hungry wolves, people used swords, wolves used claws and sharp teeth, people had two legs, wolves had four legs, and the strength was not equal.
The white wolf is very smart, it spreads its wolf pack, so that the relatively thin wolf is in the front, if the average ten wolves against one person, the human sword and arrow can kill the first to rush the thinnest wolf, then the attack launched by the stronger wolf behind is the most terrifying.
Sha Wushuang didn't know that the "Iron Palm Divine Spear" Sha Wushuang was even excited, he held a halberd in his hand and brandished it and shouted: "Brothers, today is a good day, we have wolf meat to eat." β
Walking into Qinghai, they slept all the way, carrying little dry food left, let alone meat, wanting to rob the herdsmen, the grassland is fierce, can fight well, the bow and arrow in his hand can shoot down the eagle soaring in the sky, Sha Wushuang did not dare to try, he wanted to preserve his strength.
Sha Wushuang's excitement did not get a response from his subordinates, many people in the rivers and lakes have seen wolves, do you know how powerful wolves are, try to avoid them, but today is different, hundreds of wolves surrounded them, although a certain distance is maintained between wolves and people, this distance is the line of life and death, life and death will be fought to determine the winner.
The question is, can we win this battle of human wolves with a huge disparity in strength?
Many people's bodies trembled, their palms were sweaty, and their faces turned pale.
The head wolf, the supreme power and responsibility of the wolf pack, it led the wolf pack to resist the enemy, trekking expeditions, organizing fights, the huge head wolf soon entered the battle state, its majesty affected all the wolves, only to hear it look up to the sky and howl, the wolves ran, and the fight began.
Sha Wushuang ordered archery, after the first round of arrows, more than a dozen wolves running in front fell to the ground, blood splashed, the wolves did not stop, continued to rush up, the second round of arrows was shot, and more than a dozen wolves lost their lives, leaving patches of blood and wolf corpses on the snow, the wolves did not give people a chance to shoot arrows for the third round, people and wolves met, Sha Wushuang's halberd picked up a wolf and threw it into the air, he heard the screams of his warriors, the wolves ran and jumped in front of his eyes, he only had sharp claws and bloody mouths in front of him, his halberd picked left and right, and the wolves couldn't enter his left and right at allγ
But the others are different, the wolf lifted them off the horse's back, once the person fell into the snow, basically announced the end of life, under the siege of several dozen wolves, in the blink of an eye was torn and bitten beyond recognition, human flesh rolled in the wolf's belly, human flesh is very fresh and refreshing, they need more human flesh to fill their stomachs, and the fight has become extremely tragic.
In a round of scuffle, the two sides exchanged positions, and Sha Wushuang found that only half of the samurai under his command were left, and they were all injured, which was miserable.
The wolves were no better, hundreds of wolves were lying on the snow, and the snow stained the surroundings red, and the blood flowed like rivers.
The white wolf was still squatting on the snow, its big mouth was bloody, and under its feet was a human thigh, Bai Sensen's bones were exposed, and all the remaining wolf mouths had blood in them, and the dead people, horses, and wolf corpses were intertwined, shocking.
"Iron Palm Spear" Sha Wushuang was scared, his whole body trembled, and he couldn't speak, he knew how powerful the steppe wolves were, working together, with a clear division of labor, vicious and cunning, fearless. Sha Wushuang's frustrated heart ached, the halberd in his hand hung down, and a warrior beside him walked up and said in a trembling voice: "Door Master, let's withdraw quickly, otherwise the whole army will be annihilated." β
Sha Wushuang nodded, turned around and ran, his subordinates lost their armor and scattered.
The wolf did not pursue, the corpses of men and horses in the snow were enough for their stomachs, a feast was about to begin, the horses and warriors who did not die would suffer hellishly, the man and the wolf fought, and the wolf won.
Sha Wushuang and the others panicked, and only stopped when they escaped from the wolf's attack range, counting the remaining people and horses, Sha Wushuang, the owner of the "Blood Demon Gate", really wanted to cry without tears.
This operation was a complete failure, and even Ou Zhixiong's shadow was not found, but the steppe wolf taught them the most vivid lesson, with no experience in fighting with wolves, Sha Wushuang saw the wolf, and did not care at all, and paid a very painful lesson.
It was already the setting sun when the sand wolf bΓ¨i escaped from the wolf's mouth, and the white snow on the grassland shimmered with a crystal luster in the afterglow of the setting sun. A samurai shouted, "Look, master, there are people there." β
Sha Wushuang saw the curling smoke rising from the yurt.